MTL - Demon God-Chapter 16 Heavenly God Fist

Xiao Han and Ah Chou came to Baiyu Square in front of His Excellency Wu Ji to stand.

"Xiao Han, this is Wu Ji Ge." Ah Chou introduced.

Xiao Han stared with his eyes, and saw that this martial arts loft was six stories high, with a simple atmosphere, exuding the taste of vicissitudes and civilization, and could not help nodding his head again and again. "Brother Ugly, in this martial arts pavilion, there must be countless secrets of magical powers, and they have also created strong generations."

"Well, we have the details of Yun Yuzong for thousands of years. It's in it. Let's go in." Ah Chou said.

at this time…

An old man in green robes, with a mask of hawk-eyes and a long walk, walked directly from the Wuji Pavilion.

"Xiao Han, that's Deacon Leng, a strong man who transcends the flesh, is the person in charge of this martial arts court, a high weight, countless outside disciples, inside disciples, please flatter him ..." Ah Chou lowered his voice to Xiao Han introduced. Immediately, "Uh ... Deacon Leng ... seems, as if came towards us ... this, this, isn't it?"

As soon as the ugly words came out, Deacon Leng came to him and Xiao Han.

When standing, Xiao Han felt a sense of urgency in the mountains.

"You are Xiao Han?" Deacon Leng asked and asked Xiao Han. His expression seemed to be cheerful, but in his eyes, there was a flash of imperceptibility.

"Ah? Yes, the disciple is Xiao Han." Xiao Han quickly nodded. Suddenly in my heart ... Listen to Brother Aug said that this deacon is an incredible character, but why did he take the initiative to stop me and ask me for my name?

Augou was standing beside him in a fog, and did not dare to squeak.

"Oh, Xiao Han, this seat knows you. The principal of your peak has already informed you of this. You are here today to select the martial arts secrets, right?" Deacon Leng squinted.

"Yes." Xiao Han had to answer.

"Well, very good, Xiao Han, you are very good. You are very optimistic about you." Deacon Leng nodded again and again. "It's not easy for you to be promoted from a living target, to become a disciple outside, and to enter the room. This kind of thing is extremely rare not only in the Yun Yuzong, but also in the five main gates of the Beacon Empire. I believe that you will fly Huang Tengda in the future, and it will not be impossible to even become true. "

"Uh ..." Deacon Leng's high hat made Xiao Han fall into a cloud, completely scratching his head. You know, Xiao Han has been suffering from cold eyes and ridicule every day since he entered the outside door. He has never ridiculed him like this deacon in front of him.

However, Xiao Han felt that the deacon Leng had a false taste.

"What does this guy want?" Xiao Han was uncertain.

"So, this seat is going to introduce to you the rules of martial art selection by outsiders." Deacon Leng said in a serious way.

Immediately, Yu Guang, the deacon of Leng's eyes, swept away Ugly and said indifferently. "You came here to borrow a martial arts secret?"

"Yes, yes, the disciples came with Master Xiao Han." A ugly said incessantly.

"Let's go in by yourself." Deacon Leng set aside Ugly.

"Deacon Leng, the disciples will wait to accompany Master Xiao Han again later." Ah Chou said with a smile.

"Huh?" Deacon Leng flashed a sharp look in his eyes, and stared at Ah Chou directly. "You go ahead. This seat personally received Xiao Han, and there are some rules to tell him."

He was so ugly that he didn't dare to disobey, so he had to look at Xiao Han pitifully, and then walked into Wuji Pavilion alone.

Xiao Xiao felt that things were getting weirder.

"Xiao Han, listen, this seat now tells you some rules of Wuji Pavilion." Deacon Leng solemnly.

"Deacon Leng, please listen, disciple." Xiao Han didn't say much. But secretly guessing, this deacon wants to play.

"Xiao Han, the Wuji Pavilion is divided into six layers. The first layer of collections are all the shallowest exercises, such as Eagle Claw, Iron Clothes, Iron Sand Palm, Mantis Boxing, White Tiger Boxing, Hurricane Step, Ripped Leg ... these lowest-level exercises are provided to disciples like you who have just entered the outside door, and are free to choose. "

"And the second layer is a relatively advanced technique, python boxing, riding in the wind, catkins, palms, shattered gold fingering, long hate legs ... and so on. The second layer of martial arts , The lethality is horrible, the changes are many, and it needs a certain foundation to practice. Moreover, in order to select and borrow the exercises on the second layer, real martial arts coins are needed. "

"On the third level, the collection of weapons and martial arts secrets. Various swordsmanship, swordsmanship, marksmanship, stickmanship ... We Yunyu Sect has door rules, disciples in the Sect, must practice to reach the refining environment, in order to use weapons . Weapons are the most horrible things. If they are not repaired enough, if they use weapons arbitrarily, they will be backstabbed and disadvantaged. "

"As for the fourth, fifth, and sixth layer of exercises, you have insufficient levels now, and I will not talk to you more about this."

The deacon dearly said slowly.

Immediately, before Xiao Han responded, Deacon Leng turned sharp. "Xiao Han, I think you are a talented and beautiful, uncarved jade. He is going to become a master, and I will be famous in Yun Yuzong! Therefore, I am going to cultivate you in private." Deacon Leng Take a step closer to Xiao Han and deliberately lowered his voice. "Outside disciples, there is only one chance to borrow martial arts secrets for free, and they can only select the most superficial exercises on the first floor. Xiao Han, a natural wizard, how can you waste time on those low-level exercises? This is not Puppet heaven, wasting your qualifications for nothing? So ... this seat has prepared a great skill for you! As long as you get involved, there will be limitless achievements in the future! Even the world is invincible, it is not impossible! "

"What? Kung Se magical power? The world is invincible?" Xiao Han exclaimed. He was frightened with cold hair. Deacon Leng's remarks had too many heads and savoured carefully. Xiao Han felt deep ridicule and teasing from his words. Xiao Han's family understands their own family affairs. Where is their talent? Where is there any genius? Besides, if you have a great skill, can you still get yourself? Moreover, this "invincible world" is too nonsense.

"Let Deacon Leng have to make fun of his disciples." Xiao Han lost his voice.

Xiao Xiaohan is not stupid. At this moment, from the words and deeds of this deacon, he has speculated some conspiracy elements.

"Well, Xiao Han, you don't need to be humble. This person's vision is still very accurate." Deacon Leng said indiscriminately, took out a piece of rice paper directly from his arms, and printed several pictures on the paper. , And a few simple tips. "Xiao Han, this is how Yunyu Zong's disciples refining the dirty way. Take it. According to these recipes, breathe and replenish the viscera, and then take the elixir like 'refining the viscera.' You can officially step into the refining environment and further temper the flesh. "

"Oh ..." Xiao Han picked up the piece of printed paper and put it in his arms.

Immediately afterwards, the cold incident whispered mysteriously. "Xiao Han, that extraordinary skill, this seat will pass to you now."

After speaking, Deacon Leng pulled out the big parchment paper and shoved it to Xiao Han. "Hold it. This technique originated from the ancient times. It has a little bit of penetration and is endless."

Xiao Han subconsciously took over the parchment paper, and when he saw it, his heart became furious and mad ...

I saw that the parchment was wrinkled, the upper surface was covered with mottled dirt, and even green mold was born, which filled with an indescribable pungent odor. There was no text on the parchment, only a few lines that had been corroded to an unsightly appearance, and blurred outlines.

寒 Xiao Han instantly understood the sinister intentions of Deacon Leng. It turned out that he didn't want to let himself enter the martial arts court to choose martial arts! So fool yourself with a junk.

Xiao Hanqiang held back his anger and yelled. "Deacon Leng, my disciples are dull in qualifications. I am afraid that this disciple will be difficult to comprehend all his life. Let ’s start with the lowest-level martial arts practice. From the ground level, the disciples want to lay a solid foundation.

After saying that, Xiao Han was about to put the piece of parchment back to Deacon Leng.

Deacon Dean Leng carried his hands on his shoulders and did not pick up the parchment paper. His expression appeared in his eyes and he smiled a little. "Xiao Han, you are unrecognized! This seat has the intention to cultivate you, and you actually take the good intentions of this seat as donkey lungs!"

Deacon Dean Leng gave Xiao Han a deep look, and Xiao Han was directly covered by the mountain-like pressure. "Young man, this one advises you! Don't make yourself wrong! Otherwise ... this one will knock you on an outside student, which is just a few words!"

"Deacon Leng, are you trying to force a piece of torn paper into your disciples?" Xiao Han clenched his fists tightly, and he hated the sky. "Doing this is out of order?"

"Xiao Han, this extraordinary skill has been borrowed by many outside and inside disciples, but they have no understanding and cannot comprehend the mysteries of the magic. I see you here are so singular, that ’s why Your chance to learn the magic of God. Is it possible that you still want to bite back? You are so brave! You have committed the following completely! "

I brought a hat below the offender and directly buckled Xiao Han.

at this time……

"Om ~~"

Xiao Han's heart throbbed suddenly!

The strange thing crouching in Xiao Han's heart burst out with a "click" sound, as if the shell of an egg was broken, and there was a smell of breaking free from the seal and lifting the seal.

After a short while, Xiao Han's heart sang and sang in his heart.

异 A vision, Xiangyun Ruiqi, smallpox falling from the heart of Xiao Han!

"Ah ?!" Xiao Han was shocked! He looked at Deacon Leng in horror.

However, Deacon Leng didn't seem to be aware of the vision that erupted in Xiao Han's heart. He just looked at Xiao Han in disgust, with various conspiracies and ghost tricks brewing in his eyes.

"Huh? He can't see or hear the vision that glows from my heart?" Xiao Han breathed a long sigh of relief.

next moment…

The parchment paper in Xiao Han's hand turned out a fascinating light, and in an instant, countless runes, Xia Hui, strange and distant, full of shit, completely shrouded Xiao Han.

The scene in front of her eyes is exactly the same as when Xiao Han was in the hanging house, inexplicably repairing and perfecting the 'Immortal Golden Body'!

Xiao Han's eyes widened, he looked at the parchment paper in his hand, his lips were dry, and the waves of the sea set off in his heart ... "Does it ... Does this ... Is it also ... and also a baby ..."

Awe-inspiring, on the broken and decaying parchment, a few words appeared, the waves were shining, the beams were bright, and the momentum was magnificent ...

"Tianzi Shenquan"

"Xiao Han!" Deacon Leng hummed, pulling Xiao Han back from the shocked situation.

Xiao Xiao almost subconsciously shoved the parchment into his arms and hid it close to him. The vision in front of me was instantly extinguished.

"Will you think about it? This magic skill, are you enlightened or not?" Deacon Leng looked at Xiao Han gloomily, aggressive.

Xiao Xiaohan put out his tongue and licked his extremely dry lips, forcibly pressed the excitement and trembling in his heart, then pretended to be distressed, and sighed. "Hey ... Deacon Leng, since you have the intention to cultivate a disciple, that disciple has to go back and delve into that magical skill ..."

"Ha ha ha ha!" Deacon Leng laughed. "Okay, Xiao Han, this seat really read you right! Well, you go back now. Remember, practice well, there is no insight into this magical power. Before, you should n’t come to the Wuji Pavilion. To practice martial arts, there is not much to do. You must cultivate one martial art to great consummation before you can practice other martial arts. Well, in this way, the gate of Wuji Pavilion is always available to you. Open, but only if you have done that skill. "

"Okay, good, deacon. When my miracle is done, I must come and thank you for your cultivation." Xiao Han said in a pun.

At this time, Ah Chou has already come out of Wu Ji Ge, walked to Xiao Han's side, looked at Deacon Leng, and then whispered to Xiao Han. "Xiao Han, haven't you entered the martial arts court to choose martial arts?"

噢 "Oh ... Brother Augushi, I have already selected." Xiao Han said.

"Did you choose?"

"Well, Master Augou, let's go." Xiao Han took Augou's shoulder directly and turned away.

Deacon Leng Leng watched Xiao Han and A Chou leave the mountain peak with a dim look ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ He laughed at the corner of his mouth. "Idiot! Go back and practice slowly!"

"It's best to get into the devil's way, it's a hundred." Yang Lei walked to Deacon Leng and laughed. "Deacon Leng, thank you so much."

Deacon Desire waved. "It's nothing, a living target, just throw it away casually, not to mention."

Mid-mountainside.

"Hahahahaha!" Xiao Han finally couldn't bear it and laughed loudly.

"Xiao Han, you, what are you laughing at?" Ah Chou surprised. "What did Deacon Leng tell you?"

"Nothing was said, just to teach me an extraordinary skill." Xiao Han took out the parchment paper in his arms and handed it to Ah Chou.

A ugly took a look, then his face changed greatly and he patted his thigh. "Xiao Han! You have been fooled! What kind of timeless skill is this? This is the junk! I heard some outside disciples say before that Wujige has a torn parchment, which is an ancient relic, but it has no value. Before There are a large number of outside and inside disciples, who spent a lot of real martial arts coins, and borrowed this parchment paper for enlightenment. As a result, enlighten ass! Xiao Han, you have been fooled! The deacon Leng is trying to make you difficult! I Got it! It must be Yang Lei, they're making a ghost! "

Xiao Xiaohan took the parchment back from Ah Chou, put it in her arms, and licked her lips. "Brother Ugly, starting today, I will practice martial arts! One day, Xiao Han will surely stand out! Well, this great skill, if I do n’t learn, Xiao Han will not swear!"

"Xiao Han, you, are you mentally ill?" Ah Chou swallowed a sip.