Lao Zhang was stunned, he is really a polite person. When did the person who came here to make the waistband say thank you to him?
Luo Yuanping took Mu Feng away from here and walked towards the back of the temple. On the way, he asked: "Mu Feng, how did you offend Wu Jiao?"
Mu Feng smiled slightly and said calmly: "Sir, it's just a small matter between me and Lord Divine Envoy."
"Little thing? Do you know that he wants your life?" Luo Yuanping said coldly, "During this period, you should not accept challenges from others, otherwise don't blame me for not reminding you."
Mu Feng immediately realized that this martial dragon wanted to kill him with the help of the geniuses in the Martial God Temple.
"Thank you for your kindness, sir. I will pay attention." Mu Feng said lightly.
Luo Yuanping nodded. He could only remind him, but he could not stop the competition between the monks. However, if Mu Feng did not agree, he could not force him to accept the challenge.
After walking for more than ten minutes, they finally arrived at the back of the temple. The backyard was very large, with houses lined up in rows.
"This is where you live here. Four of you live in the same room. You will stay here until you advance to the late sixth level of Nirvana. Other geniuses will come here one after another in the past few days.
"
As Luo Yuanping spoke, he led Mu Feng to a house and opened the door. There was no one else in the house.
"There is already a person living in this room, who came before you. You can live here. You know, living here is one of the few people who does not need to use contribution points."
Mu Feng nodded, raised his hands in thanks: "Thank you, sir."
"Okay, just remember what I say. After all the new geniuses arrive, our Martial Arts Temple will ask experts to come and teach you their cultivation experience, so that you can avoid detours and don't contribute anything."
After saying that, Luo Yuanping left here. Mu Feng walked into the room. There were two small beds on the north and south sides of the room. He didn't like this environment very much. After all, he had always practiced alone.
Living with other people makes it inconvenient to do some things. For example, the wordless golden book cannot be taken out and used casually.
But since this is the arrangement, he will live here first, and in the worst case, he can just go to the training room to practice.
There were a few pieces of clothing placed on one of the beds, and it looked like someone was living there. So Mu Feng walked to the bed opposite and sat down.
In addition to four small beds, there was a table and a few stools in the room, which looked a bit crude, but Mu Feng didn't care about these.
At this moment, a man pushed open the door and walked in. He had dark skin, looked honest, and was dressed simply. When he saw Mu Feng, he immediately smiled.
"Hello, hello, you live in this house too, right? From now on we will be roommates, please take care of me." The man came forward and bowed his hand to Mu Feng.
Mu Feng cupped his fists and returned the greeting, looking a little indifferent.
The man smiled awkwardly and said, "By the way, what's your name? My name is Niu Cang, and I've been here for two days."
"Mu Feng."
"Oh." Niu Cang saw that Mu Feng didn't say much and returned to his bed.
"By the way, I'm from the Moyun Divine District. In fact, I was a farmer before. They said I had talent, so they dragged me to take the qualification test. I passed it, so I came here. They said here
I can eat enough!”
Niu Cang looked very simple, which actually made Mu Feng relax his vigilance a little.
"I'm from the Furnace Flame God District." Mu Feng said lightly, "You said you have never practiced before?"
"No, I met an old Taoist when I was a child and taught me a breathing method. I have been using it and my body has become much stronger." Niu Cang scratched his head.
Mu Feng felt very emotional in his heart. This Niu Cang probably met some master and taught him an advanced mental method. He was also very lucky. The key is that this guy seemed to know nothing about anything.
To think that he came here in a daze, while everyone else tried their best but couldn't pass the qualification test. It's really annoying to compare people to each other.
After a long time, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere in the room became a little awkward. Niu Cang sat up and suggested: "Brother Mu Feng, we have nothing to do in the room. Why not go out for a walk? After all, we have to be in the room."
I have lived here for a long time.”
Mu Feng thought for a while and nodded in agreement. The two of them went out and walked around the backyard. In addition to the dormitory, there was another road leading to another courtyard.
After they walked in, they found that a lot of people had gathered here. They all seemed to be young, and they should be geniuses selected from various divine regions in the past few years.
These people gathered next to it, and in the middle was a field paved with stone slabs. The stone slabs looked extremely solid.
At this time, two people were fighting fiercely on the field, and the people nearby were cheering for those who were supporting them, looking nervously on their faces.
"This is probably a competition in the temple." Mu Feng stood in the distance and looked at the two people on the field and murmured. The two of them are both in the middle stage of the sixth level of Nirvana, and their strength is not much different, so the battle is stuck.
reached a stalemate.
Niu Cang looked envious and said, "They are so powerful. I know nothing but plowing and planting. I don't know what they asked me to do here."
Mu Feng frowned. He suddenly took action and slapped Niu Cang's chest hard with his palm.
Niu Cang seemed to subconsciously wave his hand and directly knocked Mu Feng's hand aside.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm very strong, are you not injured?" He asked apologetically.
Mu Feng rubbed his numb palms and shook his head with a smile. Just now he tried to test, and although he didn't use all his strength, he could surpass some monks of the sixth level of Nirvana with his body strength alone.
Unexpectedly, Niu Cang's power was even greater than his. This was probably due to his extraordinary talent. Seeing the honest look on his face, Mu Feng couldn't help but smile.
"By the way, brother Mu Feng, who do you think will win among these two people on the field?" Niu Cang asked.
"The person on the left will win." Mu Feng said firmly.
Sure enough, not long after he finished speaking, the monk on the left retreated steadily and was eventually knocked out of the field.
Niu Cang looked at Mu Feng in surprise and asked curiously: "Brother Mu Feng, how did you know that the person on the left will lose? Do you know how to predict the future?" "Of course it's not a prediction of the future, just look carefully.
It can be seen that the strength of the two is about the same, and the competition is endurance, and the person on the left has shown signs of exhaustion, so he will naturally lose."