Chapter 119 You are stepping on my copper (twenty-seven explosions)
"Senior, I have really succeeded in cultivation." Xu Wuzhou answered the old man.
The old man fell asleep again and ignored Xu Wuzhou.
Xu Wuzhou had no choice but to leave with these inferior combat skills.
After Xu Wuzhou left, the old man opened his eyes, looked at Xu Wuzhou's back and murmured: "Qi and blood have broken through the limit, reaching the point where the yang pole generates yin. The ancient geniuses were like this, but they all wanted to be geniuses, but...
Those who die the fastest are also these talented people. People always want to be the best, but excellence means responsibility, and it is very tiring to carry it."
"It's tiring to carry it, but if everyone in this world is like you, senior, and can only escape, then it's just an ignoble existence." Mo Daoxian didn't know when he would appear.
Old Man Huang Ya looked at Mo Daoxian and said, "What do you want to do? Bring Daozong into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood?"
"Although I am old, I still have my blood. If I just live an ignoble existence, it is not as good as a moth flying into the flame." Mo Daoxian replied.
Old Man Huangya was silent for a long time, looked at Mo Daoxian and said, "You are too extreme."
"It's because I'm not a gentleman that I can become the leader of the Dao Sect, isn't it?" said the old man Mo Daoxian, "There is no one in the Dao Sect who doesn't have resentment in their hearts. The Dao Sect has been a gentleman for too long, so it needs a bastard like me. This is
I don’t know how senior Dao Zong will choose...”
The old man with yellow teeth smiled and said: "So... you want the Tao Master's ring and use the Tao Master's token to command us old guys?"
"Of course!" Mo Daoxian said, "As for the Taoist Ring, I will get it soon."
"Where's Xu Wuzhou, how do you plan it? He is indeed qualified to enter the Top 100 Talent List." Old Man Huang Ya asked.
"Don't make plans. This kid is very adventurous on his own. He is good at making troubles. As long as I stand behind him, he will do it himself. It's not because your seniors borrowed your advice. I didn't know he was so good.
, has actually exceeded the limit of the red sun. Well, he has a future, and I am going to train him properly." Mo Daoxian said, "In a few days, I will take him to Jixia Academy for a walk."
"..." Old Man Huangya said, "Aren't you afraid that he will be beaten to death?"
"If you don't want him to die, teach him your combat skills. Otherwise... it's your responsibility to kill him." Mo Daoxian said irresponsibly, "A bunch of old guys, they have some skills and are hiding them.
, half of the deaths of Dao Sect disciples are your responsibility."
Old Man Huangya shook his head and refused to explain to Mo Daoxian. If they didn't hide it, more Dao Sect disciples would die.
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Naturally, Xu Wuzhou didn't know about the conversation between Mo Daoxian and Old Man Huangya. He took a few combat skills books and went to the martial arts field.
In the martial arts arena, there are many disciples practicing and competing.
One of Xu Wuzhou's jobs as an outer disciple is to transport damaged weapons back to the abandoned tower. Xu Wuzhou is very happy about this job.
It's just that... the disciples who were competing were too useless, and they didn't know how many more weapons they damaged. They only damaged a few weapons every day. They were too weak.
When he arrived at the martial arts arena, Xu Wuzhou put the scrap metal piled aside on a small cart. He couldn't help but look at a pagoda on the left. In that pagoda, weapons were stored.
Xu Wuzhou wanted to go in and fish in troubled waters, but when he thought that someone was guarding him, Xu Wuzhou gave up the idea. Swallowing a weapon under the eyes of others, unless he wanted others to know that he had a black bowl.
"The disciples of the Holy Peak are indeed the worst among the nine peaks." Just as Xu Wuzhou was pushing the cart and preparing to leave, a person directly hit his cart. The broken copper and iron from the cart were
Scattered everywhere.
Xu Wuzhou was stunned and looked at the field. In the martial arts hall, the three disciples of Shengfeng were beaten and lying on the ground. The one who spoke with arrogance was none other than the disciple of Wu Feng.
"Cui Yiming, we cannot represent the disciples of the Holy Peak. We cannot say that our skills are inferior to others, but please don't insult the disciples of the Holy Peak." A disciple of the Holy Peak stood up and shouted angrily.
The man named Cui Yiming shook his head and said: "I heard that you are quite good among the inner disciples. Three fifth-level innate realms can't defeat me even if they join forces. Is there anything wrong with what I say?
?”
"You..." a disciple of the Holy Peak shouted angrily.
"What are you doing? If you lose, just hand over the resources of the inner disciples this month." Cui Yiming said.
The three of them were unwilling to give up. They took out the resources they had just received from their arms and threw them to Cui Yiming.
"Oh, why bother? You bet with me even though you know you will lose. You have limited resources. If you give them to me, you will fall even further behind." Cui Yiming sighed, "I went to other peaks to challenge, but I didn't lose as fast as you.
, no wonder the Nine Peaks Holy Peak is the shortest.”
"..." Xu Wuzhou listened at the side with a confused look on his face.
Isn't the Holy Peak the strongest? Why...it is the weakest in the eyes of other peaks.
The Holy Peak has the smallest number of disciples. Could that be the reason why the disciples are unwilling to enter the Holy Peak?
"The peaks compete with each other and use resources as bets. We can't say that our skills are inferior to others. But I hope you will restrain your words. Our Holy Peak is not unmanned." The disciple coldly snorted.
"Anyway, I don't see any outstanding disciples from your Holy Peak right now." Cui Yiming said, "Get ready. Soon there will be a new round of resource allocation. If your Holy Peak continues to be like this, the allocated resources will
Less again.”
This sentence made many disciples blush. In the competition for resources in the Nine Peaks every year, their Holy Peak was at the bottom. This also caused the disciples of the Holy Peak to become less and less inferior to the other peaks.
Speaking of this, Cui Yiming threw out a letter of challenge: "I came here to discuss with you just by chance. I am just sending a letter of challenge on behalf of Wu Feng Wu Wudi. I heard that Chen Changhe, the core disciple of Shengfeng, has learned combat skills. I want to
After discussing with him, I hope this letter of challenge will be forwarded to him."
While he was talking, the letter of challenge in Cui Yiming's hand flew into someone's hand.
This disciple was holding a letter of challenge with an ugly expression on his face. Wu Fengwu was invincible, a strong man who had mastered the twelve sects of the Xiantian Realm. He had heard that he had challenged hundreds of disciples from all peaks, and he had never been defeated. He was a strong man who had entered the Tao.
"We will inform Senior Brother Chen." The disciple snorted coldly.
Cui Yiming nodded, thinking that he would rarely come to the Holy Peak in the future. No wonder the peaks competed with each other, but no one was willing to set foot on the Holy Peak. The disciples of this peak were indeed weak.
In a one-on-one battle with three people of the same rank, he was not harmed at all.
While he was thinking about this, someone pushed him. Cui Yiming was pushed in a hurry and almost fell to the ground without being pushed.
"What are you doing?" Cui Yiming frowned and shouted at the young man in front of him who was collecting junk.
"You stepped on my scrap copper." Xu Wuzhou looked at the other party and said, "Also...you knocked the scrap metal on my cart everywhere. You have to help pick it up."