"Tu Sheng is the biological son of the previous lord of the Killing God Pavilion."

Mo Bufan said.

"this……"

Kong Zhongming's stunned expression.

"The disciples I have taken in are also interesting. Xiao Jian is full of blood hatred, so are you."

Mo Bufan shook his head.

But so.

If there is no origin, Xiao Jian and Tu Sheng will not be outstanding than others.

brush!

Mo Bufan's eyes jumped out of the system to explore and a task was released.

[Task release: Dear Sect Master, sect disciple Tu Sheng is the son of the previous Sect Master, and he has an irreconcilable hatred with the current Sect Master. He practices the incomplete killing nerves. Please ask the Sect Master to help sect disciple Tu Sheng complete revenge, destroy the Sect Master, or regain the Sect Master.]

[Reward: One chance to upgrade the primary ten thousand furnaces, one chance to draw, 200,000 points]

[Punishment: Eliminate failure!]

[Tip: The current owner of the Killing God Pavilion is extremely powerful, please be careful to deal with it.]

“…”

Mo Bufan shrugged and looked at the newly released task of the system, without saying anything more. "The rewards of this task cannot compare to Xiao Jian's task."

"Tu Sheng, you go in first."

Mo Bufandao.

"yes!"

Tu Sheng nodded respectfully.

Buzz!!!

The purple-black column of light surged out from the primary ten thousand furnace, covering Tu Sheng, his figure disappeared, and teleported into the primary ten thousand furnace.

“Use special features.”

Mo Bufan confirmed immediately.

brush!

Suddenly.

In the primary furnace of ten thousand ways, Tu Sheng had just entered it and saw other disciples and elders immersed in their perception, with runes and lights shrouded all over his body, extremely mysterious.

The next moment.

The purple-black light ball above his head fell from the sky at a very fast speed. Tu Sheng didn't even react, so he was buried by the light ball and immersed in it.

Suddenly.

A large amount of information poured into Tu Sheng's mind, with countless Taoist rhymes, as if it contained thousands of mysteries. Tu Sheng directly entered the perception, and there were countless flashes of spiritual light in his mind, and the enlightenment techniques were constantly evolving.

Time passes.

Half a day later.

Kui Fu, Lang Qing, Jin Yuan, Chang Lingmin, Li Daowen, Ma Xiaolong, Luo Feng, Nangong Yun, Yun Qifa, Zhao Qianqian, Dong Tianxiu, etc.

The elders and disciples came out of the primary furnace of ten thousand paths.

Can be seen.

Their faces were full of joy, their breath became stronger and thicker, and they obviously gained great gains.

brush!

Mo Bufan scanned the ultimate version of the Eye of Eye of Essence and saw their information. He saw their martial arts column, so all the martial arts practiced were melted together and turned into a martial arts, and the grade was extremely strong.

The lowest one is the second grade of the unique skills, and the highest one is the third grade of the unique skills.

The third-level skill of the martial arts can be practiced to the late stage of the Wushuang realm.

For them, it is completely enough for the time being.

and.

As the primary ten thousand furnaces continue to improve, higher skills can be melted.

In this way.

The disciples and elders of the sect don’t have to worry about the martial arts at all.

This is a good thing.

In the future, Mo Bufan doesn’t have to collect special skills.

It's much easier to save trouble.

The most important thing is.

After the smelting of the primary ten thousand furnaces, all of their skills are in line with themselves and are completely tailor-made. Not only will they achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing, but they are also more powerful and stronger.

Many benefits.

"Kong Zhongming, don't you try it if you don't go in?"

Mo Bufan asked.

"Report to the sect leader, the 'Nine Styles of the Empty God's practices have surpassed the third grade. The primary ten thousand-divine furnace is indeed powerful, but it cannot improve the skills above the third grade."

Kong Zhongming replied.

"You're talking about small things."

Mo Bufan smiled and said, "Tomorrow I will help you completely complete the incomplete 'Nine Styles of the Empty God'."

"Yes, thank you Sect Master!"

Kong Zhongming shouted excitedly, without any doubt about Mo Bufan's words.

You must know.

It is precisely because the "Nine Styles of Kong Shen" is a broken technique that will cause great side effects on itself that Kong Zhongming had to wrap his bandages all over his body.

Kong Zhongming has been thinking about how to complete the "Nine Styles of the Empty God" for so many years. Now he finally has a chance, how can he not be excited?

Time passes.

Tu Sheng has not yet come out of the primary furnace of ten thousand paths, because it is not easy to deduce the 'killing nerve' and it takes longer.

Night comes, and Tu Sheng hasn't even come out yet.

Mo Bufan went back to rest.

The next morning.

After Mo Bufan finished his breakfast, Tu Sheng completely deduced and melted the "killing nerves" in the primary ten thousand furnaces. The new technique perfectly fitted Tu Sheng himself.

brush!

A purple-black light flashed, and Tu Sheng appeared from the primary furnace of ten thousand paths.

Can be seen.

Tu Sheng's aura changed significantly, and the murderous aura on his body completely disappeared, completely gloomy. There was a black mark on the middle of his eyebrows, which was shaped like a sword, and it quickly disappeared.

"Disciple Tu Sheng, thank the Sect Master!"

thump!

Tu Sheng knelt down on both knees and kowtowed to Mo Bufan, his tone full of excitement and gratitude.

"Um."

Mo Bufan naturally took it happily and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Reporting to the sect leader, the 'killing nerve' has been completely deduced and melted successfully, and has undergone considerable changes, which has completely fit the disciple himself."

Tu Sheng replied: "It can be said that the 'killing nerve' should not be called 'killing nerve' now. The disciple dared to ask the sect leader to name the new martial arts!"

"Ha ha."

Mo Bufan smiled and said, "Okay, since that's the case, it's called the 'Tu Sheng Sutra'. I hope you don't disappoint me."

"Disciple, thank the sect leader!"

Tu Sheng shouted: "It will definitely not disappoint the sect leader!"

"Um."

Mo Bufan nodded with satisfaction.

Kill the nerves!

wrong.
To be continued...