I saw him laugh angrily, and said in an unkind tone: "I heard that this arhat grass is a well-known waste origin, I don't know what is the mystery of this tail left by the teacher of Tianji, why this Tongmu brother can scold the sky and retreat with his whole body, our senior brothers are very curious!"

Wang Xianjun wanted to eat a piece of honey very much at the moment, his heart was bitter, when Duan Jiuhe begged for himself, he first considered the danger of the fusion origin of the all-attribute magician, and didn't want this Tong Mu to take risks, why did everyone now make it difficult for themselves.

His right eyelid was jumping violently at the moment, his face was covered with dense beads of sweat, and his whole body was so nervous that he seemed to be full of bow strings.

"How can I understand the Xuantong of the Heavenly Machine Master, since this arhat grass is left by his old man, it is naturally extraordinary, it is strange to say, the night before giving Tongmu Arhat grass, I had a strange dream, in the dream, the long pine is gone, and the trees are withering, but this arhat grass is not afraid of the cold, swaying in the snow, covering the sky and the sun, full of green. I think it's the immortal master who dreamed of me and created the extraordinary stinky boy!"

He waved his red clothes, and said in a dignified voice, which made Tong Mo and the others stunned, and even Xiao Jiangxu, who was snickering on the side, couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"High, it's really high, or how about you being the first teacher of the day. This is the unanimous sentiment of everyone present.

"Ah, yes, so that's the case, I'll just say, the providence in Xiaoyou's body is vast and ethereal, the stronger this power, the greater the probability of soaring in the future, if it weren't for the blessing of the eldest brother, how could there be such a weather, hahaha......" The old man looked at Tong Mu proudly, the more he looked at it, the more pleasing he felt, and he said excitedly:

"Little friend, these garbage palms can't teach you anything, and you will learn from us old guys in the future. He pointed to the several veins in front of him very domineeringly, and commented one by one.

"Wang Xianjun is just a corrupt Confucian, although he has a thousand aspirations, but he has no wise man's strategy; Xiao Jiangxu, the courage of a horseman, his things are not enough to say; Mo Sanzhi is a fool, but he is not diligent in his four bodies, and he stops at a thousand autumns; Su Dingfang is a wise man who is good at scheming, but he is treacherous and flattering, and it is difficult to achieve a big plan; Shao Kang is unpredictable, but he is a weapon for fighting baskets, and he must be compared to others, and he has a rat belly and chicken intestines; Duan Xinhai is simple and clear, but he is uneasy about mundane things; Yun covers the moon, Mu Xinyi is a female streamer, and it will be difficult to inherit the treasure in the end!"

The old man talked about the eight people, and then seemed to think of something, and added: "It seems that only Sima Shoujing can become a climate, but what about others?

"Senior Brother Shoujing has gone down the mountain to purchase supplies, and he will return soon. Wang Xianjun didn't seem to be a little dissatisfied because of the evaluation of the visitor, and answered the other party's question very quickly, and the other teachers kneeling on the ground also listened to each other as respectfully as the child saw his father, and did not dare to feel a little unhappy.

Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've pointed out Sima Shoujing's doll, and when he comes back, let him come to see me. Yang Chonglou said quietly.

This hundred-year-old Sima Shoujing was actually called a doll by the old man, and the onlookers couldn't help but be surprised.

When the Pulse Palm Sect heard this, they all hid their faces and laughed, and the people who didn't know why looked at each other.

Yang Chonglou looked at Tong Mu with burning eyes, and said with some surprise:

"Ahh

Tong Mu replied respectfully, "I cultivate the ghost monk lineage, so naturally the yin qi is heavier......

"Ghost monk lineage, what is that, do you have a book on this vein for the old man to study?" the old man looked at Tong Mu curiously.

"Uh...... The ghost monk lineage, there is no classic record, it is a dream, the dream is successful, the dream is broken, but ......" Tong Mu thought about it, his left hand was raised slightly, and under everyone's curious gaze, his fingertips became black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the cold ghost aura continued to spread around.

"Tong Mu, this is the god general of Tianji Pavilion, Lord Yang Chonglou, martial arts cultivation is thorough, it is your blessing to be able to get his guidance, you must cooperate with the adult. Wang Xianjun said solemnly.

"Go, go, go...... Get lost...... Goodbye, I wish you all happiness~!Go home for dinner, this kid is mine for the time being!"

Yang Chonglou didn't appreciate it at all, he opened his mouth and was ready to drive everyone away, and when he spoke, his eyes didn't leave Tong Mu, and his dim eyes burst out with a little star from time to time.

"Ahhh......h Very good, this finger, each one is like being bitten by a dog, it looks unusual! Eh, young man, don't stop, just hold it up...... yes, yes, lift it up a bit, I'll study it. ”

Yang Chonglou was extremely excited at the moment, he actually stood up from the chair, grabbed Tong Mu's little hand, touched it on the left, pinched it again, and put it in the sun to look at it again.

"Can this old man really guide me in my cultivation?" Tong Mu grabbed Mo San, who was about to leave, and asked in a low voice.

"Yes!" Mo San smiled and said: "Don't look at him so old, but his understanding of martial arts is ridiculously high, the entire Eight Treasures Heavenly Machine Pavilion, if anyone can guide you, it is estimated that he is the only one!"

"Little fat man, do you want to be guided by me?" the old man grinned and snapped Tong Mu's thumb, looking at Mo Sanfu with malicious intentions.

"No...... No need, I have something at home, say goodbye!" Mo San's expression changed drastically, and he quickly fled, rolling up a lot of dust.

Seeing Mo San's reaction, Tong Mu's eyes were uncertain, and he looked at the old man who was sniffing his fingers with his nose, and he was even more puzzled.

The existence of Yang Chonglou is not clear to the younger disciples in the Tianji Pavilion, but the Tianji Nine Veins Sect is very clear to him, that is the master who can explore the demon cave with Tianji at night, and he is also the brother-in-law of Tianjizi.

The leaders know very well that in terms of understanding the Fa, in the entire southern Xinjiang, I am afraid that there are few people who can compare with Yang Chonglou. Tong Mu mastered the Fa at a young age, and if he didn't have a high finger like him, he would probably go mad and die, but in the same way, they were very sympathetic to this child, because the old man's training method was too strange for ordinary people to bear.

They snickered and ran away, leaving a stunned Kirimu behind, as he raised his left hand and felt the tingling sensation of the old man's beard coming into contact with his skin.

Half an hour later, when Tong Mu was drowsy, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the three fingers of his left hand, and looked up in surprise, he almost fainted in anger.

"Boss, is it delicious?" Kirimu looked at the old man who was gnawing his hand speechlessly, not knowing what to say.

The old man took his fingers in his mouth and said vaguely, "Hmm...... Pork flavor, crunchy!"

"The Adult is performing the legendary Shiva kiss on you, which can detect the state inside you. An old man next to him stepped forward and explained.

"The kiss of Shiva has not appeared for hundreds of years, but I didn't expect this ugly and cute young man to be favored by Shiva Aoi!" said another old man in a long shirt.

"This Shiva Aoi origin has a little ancient bloodline, and has been bathed in Yang Lao's saliva for a long time, and there is a certain probability of awakening the Ancient Heavenly Dao, this kid is really lucky, you see, Yang Lao actually licked it!" exclaimed a short old man.

"This saliva containing Shiva's sunflower seed oil was actually wasted on the hands of a stinky imp, if it was a kiss, the effect would be dozens of times better!" The black-faced old man with an open chest and back had gray eyebrows and hair, but his chest was still purple red, and he said very regretfully.

"It hurts...... It !!!hurts, "Tong Mu didn't care about the old guys at this time, his whole hand, inadvertently, has been taken into it by Yang Chonglou, and it hasn't reached the wrist, the saliva in the other party's mouth is extremely viscous, Tong Mu wasted a lot of strength, and he couldn't pull his hand out, but the pain of tearing was incomparable.

The old men looked at the two of them in surprise, only to see Tong Mu first pull out hard, and then began to pull the old man's beard with his other hand, and found that it was still useless, he actually stepped on Yang Chonglou's body with both feet, and after a long time, the old man's whole body was covered with shoe prints.

"This little friend, don't offend Elder Yang!"

"Boy, get me off Lao Yang!"

"You bear child, the most proud thing in Yang Laoping's life is this white beard, you actually pulled off a whole handful, stop it for me. ”

Tong Mu's hands hurt, how can he care so much, I saw him quickly arch his body, nest himself into a shrimp shape, and then gritted his teeth, and his bent legs popped out in an instant, straight on Yang Chonglou's wrinkled old face.

Kiss~!

After a crisp sound, Tong Mu's whole person flew out upside down and fell straight into the open space a few meters away, but fortunately, with this kick, he finally separated his hand from the other party's big mouth.

On Yang Chonglou's left and right cheeks, there was a blood-red careful shoe print, his lips were also swollen, and his right eye was bruised, but what was very strange was that he was not angry, but his tongue circled in his mouth, smashed it, smashed it, and said happily:

"Yes, yes, the taste of lotus blood duck has its own merits with the taste of pickled pepper and phoenix feet of senior brother back then!

Tong Mu got up from the ground with a tangled expression, his left hand was extremely sore, and there was a tendency to get more and more serious, he secretly gritted his teeth, scratched his head and walked in the direction of the old man.

"Boss, I just suffered a lot of pain, and I accidentally touched you, so you can punish me. Tong Mu knelt down vigorously and said ashamedly.

"It's okay...... the old man waved his big hand happily, and the swollen boss's mouth said vaguely,

"The eldest brother of the year also reacted like you, but at that time we were both as tall, and he grabbed my left side of the face with his hand in a hurry, and for more than a thousand years, my left face is still a little bigger than the right face...... Time flies so fast......" The old man touched the shoe print on the left side of his face and said with some amazement.

He untied something from his waist, and in a flash, a glowing thing flew straight in front of Kirimaki's eyes. The great cultivator has magical powers, and Tong Mu is not very surprised. When he reached out and grabbed it, he found that it was a jade box, which seemed to contain some kind of pill.

Tong Mu didn't open the box immediately, he looked up at the lonely old man, and stopped talking several times.

"Ahhh

"This old mind seems to have a slight problem, and he needs to kick a few more feet if he has nothing to do!" This is the only thought in Tong Mu's mind at the moment.