"Brother Mud, you are so confused, you know that the golden scales will definitely turn into dragons, so why do you have to modify the Heavenly Dao?" Sun Junyi said lightly.

"Although Poor Dao knows that things cannot be violated, he doesn't want to see the bloodline of Mogu City destroyed!" The mud bodhisattva said coldly.

"Although you are the number one fortune teller in the world, haven't you heard of a sentence called-'There is a fish in the North Underworld, and its name is Kun'?"

Bang!

Hearing this, the mud bodhisattva's face changed greatly, and he didn't pay attention to Sun Junyi, but took out the compass. Start deducing at a rapid pace.

Wow......!

Suddenly, a mouthful of old blood gushed out of the mud bodhisattva, and his face, which was originally ruddy, suddenly became as pale as paper.

"Heaven is ruthless, and it is really Heaven that is ruthless. ”

The mud bodhisattva's expression was a little depressed, and he muttered: "The old man still claims to be the number one fortune teller in the world, but he has not calculated that there are fish in the north of the underworld. ”

After speaking, the mud bodhisattva looked at Sun Junyi's gaze, and suddenly had a little more respect: "Brother Sun, if you don't make a move this time, the old man may not be able to escape this time." ”

"So, don't you blame me for being troublesome?" Sun Junyi said with a smile.

"No blame. It's just that the old man can't understand what he can't understand, why are you not a fortune teller, but you can calculate this?"

Sun Junyi's strongest place is alchemy, the strongest fortune-telling of mud bodhisattvas.

But Sun Junyi walked in front of the mud bodhisattva in terms of fortune telling, and the mud bodhisattva naturally couldn't understand.

"Actually, it's very simple, because this matter has something to do with you, although you can calculate the best of heaven, but you can't count the things related to your own interests. ”

Caressing his white beard, Sun Junyi said solemnly: "If it weren't for this, there would be no legend in the world that the mud bodhisattva crossed the river and could not protect himself." ”

"I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, the old man came to Beiming this time, and he wanted to use your power, Brother Sun, to make the golden scales appear. ”

The old mud bodhisattva's face was slightly red, and he said ashamedly: "Now it seems that even if the golden scales appear, it has nothing to do with the old man." ”

"Actually, the golden scales were already when you slain. has lost the opportunity to turn into a dragon. ”

Pointing to the chessboard on the stone table, Sun Junyi said lightly: "Brother Mu, look carefully, what do you see?"

"This ......" Hearing this, the mud bodhisattva was stunned, squinted his eyes, and was suddenly shocked: "Kunpeng!"

"There is a fish in the North Underworld, its name is Kun, and Kun will eventually turn into a Dapeng and spread its wings and soar up to 90,000 miles. ”

Sun Junyi picked up the green plum wine, handed it to the mud bodhisattva, and said meaningfully: "Brother mud, you killed a golden scale that had the opportunity to turn into a dragon, but gave birth to a Kunpeng who soared to 90,000 miles, you are really amazing." ”

Alas!

Picking up the wine glass, the mud bodhisattva raised his neck, and drank the green plum wine with a grunt, feeling that although the wine was sweet, it was a little more bitter.

"The land of the Central Plains is full of heroes, and everyone in the Quartet is like a dragon, but Kunpeng, who can spread his wings for 90,000 miles, is destined to be only one person. ”

Taking a sip of wine, Sun Junyi said with a smile: "Brother Mu, you don't need to blame yourself, the Western Regions are ready to move." There seems to be a seal broken in Dalin Temple, if there is really a Kunpeng born, it is not a good thing for the world. ”

"If Kunpeng is righteous, he is a powerful minister who rules the world, and if Kunpeng is evil, he is a hero in troubled times. ”

Gently stroke your white beard. The mud bodhisattva sighed dejectedly: "If Kunpeng is a hero of the world, it doesn't matter, if it is really the demon king of the world, then the common people in the world are afraid that they will encounter a catastrophe." ”

"I didn't expect the old man's thought to be a big mistake, which is really a sin. ”

After saying that, the mud bodhisattva no longer had the face to stay in the valley. Steering the boat, it will be gone.

Sun Junyi looked at the back of the mud bodhisattva, and only felt that this big man who had dominated the world for a hundred years was a little more depressed under the shroud of the sun at this moment.

"Brother mud, the old man can only help you once. I hope you will stop making mistakes with yourself, lest you never recover. Sun Junyi shook his head and drank the green plum wine in his hand.

The mud bodhisattva walked very fast, and as soon as he left the inner island, he rode the wind and waves, all the way to the distance.

Thundered!

At the same time, a helicopter, passing over the head of the mud bodhisattva, passed by.

It is also strange to say that the shadow of the helicopter in the sun actually resembles a Kunpeng, which looks weird about right and wrong.

However, the mud bodhisattva was in a daze at the moment. Didn't notice this strange scene.

By the time the mud bodhisattva came to his senses, the helicopter had already gone away and disappeared into the vast forest.

"Who was that person just now?" On the helicopter, Deng Jiuling frowned and asked Director Li who was sitting on the side.

Although he didn't know the mud bodhisattva, Deng Jiuling inadvertently looked down just now. I still couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart.

A similar feeling has only been encountered once in Deng Jiuling's life, and that is when he met Mo Yu, the "son of the South China Sea", for the first time.

At that time, Deng Jiuling was cold all over his body, and he only felt that he was in front of Mo Yu. I can't afford to resist at all.

Everything that happened later also proved that Mo Yu was a life-and-death threat to Deng Jiuling.

Only after igniting the vitality and urging the secret method and allowing Xiu Wei to be forcibly promoted to "half-step power" did Deng Jiuling have a chance to kill Mo Yu.

However, the appearance of the old master of the Mo family made Deng Jiuling's achievements fall short. Completely lost the opportunity to kill Mo Yu.

Mo Yu was proud of the first day in the South China Sea, and he had not been defeated in the South China Sea for 20 years, but this time he was beaten by Deng Jiuling, and his self-confidence suffered an extremely serious setback.

But Deng Jiuling knew better that after this failure, Mo Yu's Dao Heart would be completely consummated.

The next time they meet, Mo Yu's cultivation will definitely be stronger, and it will shock Deng Jiuling.

But what Deng Jiuling could have imagined was that after coming to the North Underworld this time, he would actually meet a second strong man who made him feel palpitations.

Who is that old man?

This is Jean Deng Jiuling. It's a very confusing thing.

When he was looking at the information in the dormitory a few days ago, Deng Jiuling had a general understanding of the information and photos about the powerhouses of the Northern Netherworld.

But no matter how Deng Jiuling thought about it, he didn't figure out which great god the old man who stepped on the boat just now.

"The man didn't know him, he didn't know who it was. Teacher Zhang was also confused.

"That person, I know that twenty years ago, when I was still a student at the University of the Northern Underworld, I had the privilege of going to the South Heavenly Gate once. ”

Director Li frowned, suddenly patted his head and said, "I heard this person from the disciples of Nantianmen say that it seems to be called a mud bodhisattva." ”

"It turned out to be him!"

Rumble!

Deng Jiuling's pupils shrank, and there was a hint of coldness in the tiger's eyes: "No wonder the guards with knives in Zhenbei Hou came to Beiming No. 1 to kill me, it turned out that this old horseman was doing ghosts!"

For the person of the mud bodhisattva, Deng Jiuling has a natural aversion.

Now that it is certain that the mud bodhisattva is helping the Mo family to hunt down and kill him, Deng Jiuling is even more angry, and he can't wait to let the helicopter turn around and destroy the mud bodhisattva.

But the idea. Deng Jiuling just thought about it, and he didn't really implement it.

"After my cultivation is restored, the shame suffered by the Mo family that day will definitely be repaid!"

Click!

With his fists clenched, Deng Jiuling secretly swore in his heart.

Thundered!

Soon, the helicopter landed near the stone monument with the words "Nantianmen" written on it.

Bang!

The majestic man shook the mountains as he walked, and soon appeared in front of the helicopter.

"On the orders of Professor Sun, we will bring in new students. The majestic man's voice was booming, and his tone did not carry any expression.

"Humanoid soldiers?" Deng Jiuling's pupils shrank, and the hairs on his body stood up.

"Humanoid Warriors" is recorded in the Book of Life and Death, originating from ancient times, an extremely mysterious puppet cultivation technique.

Ordinary puppeteers are dead creatures. Lack of intelligence, flexibility is very limited.

But the majestic man in front of him is a living person, and he is also a puppet man.

The "Humanoid Warrior" is a very powerful method of training the flesh, and it requires a lot of talent from the host.

Even in ancient times, people who could have humanoid warriors. It is also extremely rare.

But every humanoid soldier, once successfully born, has extremely terrifying power.

For example, the big man in front of him, he was absolutely loyal to his master, and after cultivating to step into the Nine Rank Grandmaster, he voluntarily gave up the opportunity to advance to the innate level. Instead, he practiced the art of puppetry.

The innate realm is too ethereal, but specializing in the art of puppets can make the martial arts and physical body of the great man soar rapidly in a very short period of time.

"The Iron Pillar is the guardian spirit of Putuo Island, no matter how powerful the Nine-Rank Martial Arts Grandmaster. can be smashed into pieces by a single punch of the iron pillar. ”

Director Li said in awe: "There was once a helicopter from Dongying that secretly attacked this place and wanted to kidnap Professor Sun, but the iron pillar rose into the air and exploded the plane with one punch. ”

Hiss!

Hearing this, Teacher Zhang was shocked: "I'll go, how can a person's physical strength be so strong?"

"No matter what Danyao Professor Sun refines, he will let Tiezhu try it first, his entire body is a great spirit yao, what do you say?" Director Li said in awe.

"Awesome!" Mr. Zhang looked shocked.

"Please!" Tie Zhu's voice rumbled, and his tone was indifferent.

"Please!" Deng Jiuling nodded. Follow behind the Iron Pillar and step into the valley.

Director Li and Teacher Zhang followed behind the two, shrinking their necks, but they didn't dare to breathe, and cold sweat was faintly coming out of their foreheads.

It's too much pressure!

There is no way, Professor Sun Junyi and Sun are crisscrossing the North Hell, and they can make the tree disappear and hold huge power in a matter of laughter, who is not afraid?

Even the feudal princes of the Northern Underworld, "Zhenbei Marquis", had to respectfully say "Teacher Sun" when they saw Sun Junyi!"

Mouth! Mouth!

Sun Junyi has no intention of power. Regard fame and fortune as dung, and put all his thoughts on cultivating Dandao talents and revitalizing the great cause of alchemy.

But what Sun Junyi didn't expect was that his "way of doing nothing" was in line with the "way of heaven and man" of the Taoist patriarch Lao Tzu, and finally let him stand at the peak of the pyramid.

However, it is different from Director Li and Teacher Zhang. Deng Jiuling walked with his hands in his hands, looking around curiously, his eyes were frank and open, and there was no fear at all.

Everyone walked all the way, and finally saw an old man practicing boxing on the grass under the peach blossom tree in the creek.

"Professor Sun, a new student is here. The iron pillar roared forward and said respectfully.