Meng Xuankong said proudly: "Of course, I thought my cousin was smarter than me, but it turns out he is still a little bit behind me."
"Snapped"
Kong Zu slapped Meng Xuankong over, knocking Meng Xuankong to the ground. Meng Xuankong got up angrily and asked with a bitter face: "Kong Zu, what I told is the truth, why did you hit someone again?
"
Kongzu cursed angrily: "It doesn't matter if a person is stupid. If he is so stupid that he doesn't even know that he is stupid, then there is no cure. With your brain, you will not be able to catch up with your cousin in another hundred reincarnations. How can you be so stupid?"
Do you have the nerve to be so proud here?"
Meng Xuankong touched the head that had been slapped by him and said unconvinced: "Kongzu, I'm not convinced, why should you call me stupid instead of him?"
Kongzu glanced at him speechlessly, and sighed: "There are no traces of the Diekong Wave Fist, and the emphasis is on the meaning rather than the traces. What you remember is the traces, but what your cousin feels is the meaning, which is the fluctuation of space.
Change. He has forgotten all the fist traces and all the spatial transformation trajectories, which is the soul of the boxing skill. But you only remember the fist traces and spatial trajectories, and you can only be regarded as a layman at best.
"This is like a holy book. The words and theories in it are just appearances. Only the saint who wrote the book knows the real soul. The research and analysis of future generations are just looking for the soul in it. You are like a researcher
However, your cousin has become a book writer because he has grasped the true soul essence of the saint."
An idea suddenly flashed in Meng Xuankong's mind. Cold sweat broke out on his head. He knelt down and said with shame, "It's the younger generation who is stupid. Thank you Kongzu for your guidance."
"There is no trace of the laws of space, especially after the Small Consummation. You have to explore everything by yourself, and find your own way of space in the exploration. Your way is your way, my way is my way, one hundred
There are a hundred ways for individuals to practice the Law of Space, which are both the same and different. I wish you good luck, little guy!" Kongzu looked at Qin Xiang with a look of satisfaction on his face. It can be said that Qin Xiang has mastered the Law of Space.
His talent is the best he has ever seen. Perhaps, only the existence beyond the world can compare with him?
"Brother taught me the virtue of spatial will. I will remember it in my heart." Qin Xiang cupped his fists and saluted with gratitude.
"Okay, it's time for you to go." Kongzu said.
"I...can I go too?" Meng Xuankong moved subconsciously, but suddenly remembered the previous bet and asked again quickly.
"Do you really think that I just like to play with you, a little bastard? The cultivation of space laws can only be experienced and understood in constant battles. You are just looking for abuse in front of me. Is that interesting? Get out!" Kongzu!
Cursed.
"Then...the bet..." Meng Xuankong said honestly.
"Since you want to keep your promise, then transfer it to your cousin. You will be his follower for a hundred years, and you will do whatever he asks you to do without any complaints." Kongzu said.
"Be his follower?" Meng Xuankong said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Kongzu, how can this be done? Although my cousin is powerful, but if he asks me to be his follower, how can I still hang out in the Xuangu Domain in the future!"
"What, you don't want to? Do you want to break the contract?" Kongzu raised his eyebrows and asked.
"I don't dare, I...can't you agree to it?" Meng Xuankong took two steps back in fear and said hurriedly.
"Go away, I get upset when I see you!" Kongzu suddenly became irritable. With a wave of his hand, the space twisted, and Qin Xiang and Meng Xuankong disappeared out of thin air.
"What's going on, Lao Kong, are you discouraged?" A voice suddenly sounded. Kongzu waved his hand, and a light door appeared out of thin air. A figure flew down and appeared in front of him, just in time for Mr. Tian.
Kongzu glared at him and cursed: "Don't be discouraged. I can crush that kid with just one finger. There is nothing worth being discouraged about. I really don't know how the Lord would let you find something for him."
Fuck me."
Mr. Tian didn't speak, his eyes were staring at him with no expression on his face. After a while, Kongzu finally couldn't bear it anymore and cursed: "Okay, brother Tian, just forget me and you are afraid? I admit it.
, that boy’s qualifications are indeed the only ones I have seen in my life. Apart from the Lord, I think only the one from the Red Haze Domain can compare with him, but I still don’t understand, why would the Lord allow me to teach him the enlightenment of space?”
Mr. Tian finally smiled and said with a chuckle: "If you don't let him pass it on, why do you still have to wait for him to challenge you? Even if he dares, he is the grandson of your Meng family. His mother and grandfather dare to challenge him.
Lao Kong, your head is caught in the door of space? You can’t even figure this out.”
Kongzu scolded: "Your head was caught by the door of space. How can I not understand? I just can't understand why the Lord chose him. Even if he is a monster in the space system, what does it matter?"
If you use it, it will only add a world lord-level powerful person to this space."
Mr. Tian came close to his ear and whispered a few words before quickly retreating. Kongzu suddenly shouted: "This is impossible!"
Mr. Tian smiled bitterly and said: "I also know that this is a bit hard to believe, but the Lord did tell me so. Moreover, he is indeed the only person in millions of years who has integrated the heart of the universe."
Kongzu suddenly calmed down, looked at his own universe, and remained silent for a long time.
…
Qin Xiang and Meng Xuankong appeared at the back door of the arsenal. Qin Xiang said nothing and stood there staring at Meng Xuankong with a rather ambiguous look in his eyes.
Meng Xuankong felt the stinging sensation of being naked and exposed under his gaze. Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer. He puffed up his chest and said loudly: "I am willing to admit defeat. From now on, I, Meng Xuankong, will respect you."
It's okay for the boss, please don't look at me with such lustful eyes. I am a descendant of the Meng family, and I also have dignity. If you want to insult me, or have any inappropriate thoughts towards me,
I would rather commit suicide than do what you want."
"puff"
Qin Xiang choked and coughed several times, then she pointed at him and cursed: "That's nonsense from his aunt, you are talking nonsense. First, there is no problem with my sexual orientation, I like women but not men; second, there is no problem with my sexual orientation.
, even if there is a problem, I will not look for you with such a dignified appearance. Look at your virtues. You should take a pee and take care of yourself when you have time. Third, I just looked at you because I wanted you to show your respect to me.
Let me confess, why did Kong Zu make a bet with you? How come you, the number one disciple of the third generation of Meng Mansion, suddenly became my little follower? Classmate Meng Xuankong, please answer my question seriously."
Only then did Meng Xuankong feel relieved. He explained the bet with Kongzu in detail, and finally said: "Let me make it clear first that when I work for you, I am helping you with things at most. I am not your follower or your little brother.
You must remember this clearly."
Qin Xiang chuckled and said, "I guess you are not convinced by me, right?"
Meng Xuankong said proudly: "Of course, it doesn't matter if your talent is better than mine. When it comes to martial arts, I am no worse than you. Hum, now I dare to say that even if I fight Yuwen Xiaozhu again, he will never win.
I."
"Who is Yuwen Xiaozhu, that guy from Yuwen Chengdu?" Qin Xiang asked curiously.
"Who else is he? Do you know him?" Meng Xuankong also asked curiously.
"I'm not familiar with it. I just stepped on him a few times earlier." Qin Xiang didn't bother to explain to him, turned around and walked outside the arsenal.
The location where the two of them were located was a forbidden area in Meng Mansion's arsenal. Only a few people in Meng Mansion could enter. However, in the penultimate room, all the elite disciples in Meng Mansion came in. When they saw Qin Xiang coming out, many of them
The disciples of Meng Mansion immediately wanted to say hello, but everyone's voices were stuck in their throats and could not come out.
Because they saw that their original spiritual leader Meng Xuankong was lagging behind Qin Xiang.
Qin Xiang didn't walk very fast, he walked very casually, without any sign of rushing, so we could directly rule out the possibility that Meng Xuankong couldn't keep up with him. Then there was an answer to all this: Meng Xuankong was lagging behind on purpose.
He takes a step.
Etiquette is extremely important in the Xuangu Domain, and the concept of respect and inferiority is deeply rooted in the bones. Ordinary civilians may not have such cultivation, but as a descendant of the Meng family, one of the ten major families, it can be seen at a glance: Meng Xuankong is willing to respect himself.
Qin Xiang comes first!
As a result, their first reaction of embarrassment turned into shock and disbelief. The already quiet library now became even more audible.
"Brother Xuankong, how can you walk behind him?" A heartbroken voice came, and a girl rushed out of the bookshelf from nowhere. Looking at Meng Xuankong behind Qin Xiang, her pink face was filled with excitement.
But when the tide turned red, there was water vapor flashing in her beautiful eyes, and her two little pink fists were clenched tightly, it was none other than Meng Fangfei.
"Yes, Brother Xuankong, how can you stand behind him? You are our spirit, you are our idol, how can you stand behind him?"
"That is, even if he defeats that idiot Yuwen Chengdu, you don't need to stand behind him. You and he are equals and equals."
At this time, Qin Xiang had stopped, and Meng Xuankong, who was one step behind him, also stopped, still maintaining his position one step behind Qin Xiang. No need to explain, everyone knew that what they expected was absolutely correct.
Suddenly, the disciples who were originally standing on Meng Xuankong's side suddenly started making noises like an exploding oil pan.
"What's going on? Do you all want to be punished for making noise in the arsenal?" A majestic voice came, and a middle-aged man in a gray gown strode over.
"Uncle Wusong, you can see for yourself, we don't want to make any noise." Immediately, a young woman pointed at Meng Xuankong and said.
"Brother Xuankong, tell Fangfei that this is not true..." Meng Fangfei's tears had already reached the corners of her eyes and would fall down at any time.
"Xuankong, tell me, what's going on?" This middle-aged man in gray shirt is called Meng Wusong. He is an elite figure in the second generation of Meng Mansion and is responsible for managing this level of arsenal.
"Uncle Hui Wusong, what you saw is all true. Xuankong will follow cousin Qin Xiang for a hundred years." Meng Xuankong then took a step forward to stand side by side with Qin Xiang and saluted Meng Wusong respectfully.