Lao Huang is very confident.

In his cognition, no one will refuse to inherit himself, at least everything in the past shows that he is right, and his self-confidence comes from his strong strength.

Tsundere raised her head and waited for Chu Huohe's reply.

After a while, Chu Huohe still didn't see Chu Huohe and knelt down gratefully and said that the master was on top and was worshiped by the apprentice. When he looked down, he saw Chu Huohe's confused eyes, and then glanced at the gray pupils next to him who were still with a big mouth, and he knew it in his heart, frowning slightly.

"It's not a hallucination, idiot, what's the matter with those wandering eyes of you?

Chu Huohe was stunned and came back to his senses. Instead of answering him first, he turned his head to look at his severed arm, tears flashing in his eyes.

"Why, your means, my father may not be able to do it. ”

Lao Huang laughed and said, "Are you a native here?"

"How is it?"

"An island surrounded by a group of low-level demon beasts, what kind of master can there be. ”

"God of the Father. The first person in Liyang City. ”

Lao Huang smiled even more happily, as if he had heard something very ridiculous.

"Cultivating the Eight Realms, your father can go to the fourth step, and he can't even enter the hall. I guess you don't even know the realm behind your cultivation. ”

Although the severe pain brought by his body made Chu Huohe faint several times, he still forced himself to speak: "It's nonsense. ”

Lao Huang was not angry at his rudeness, and said with a smile: "Cultivate the Eight Realms." The initial realm quenches the body, opens the star vein, and strengthens the body. The soul of the second realm awakens and melts the soul into heaven and earth, and perceives the aura, instead of spitting out the ethereal star element. The aura in the body of the Three Realms Ning Dan gathers into a pill, which can be regarded as a preliminary step into cultivation, and it can be walked in the air. The gods of the four realms opened their lives, and their longevity increased greatly, enjoying 500 years of longevity. ”

Chu Huohe didn't care. "Do you think I don't know about these? Since you are talking about the eight realms, what about the remaining four realms?"

Lao Huang was not angry because of Chu Huohe's attitude, and still said patiently: "Tianjue, Breaking the Void, Yuyou, Rongyuan." These are all very far away for you now. If you take me as a teacher, these are achievable for you. ”

Lao Huang's words, Chu Huohe had already believed half of it, and was about to speak, but the pain of his broken arm made him almost faint again, and cold sweat continued to leak out from his forehead.

"Hehe, little problem. A dark green ammunition flew out of the old yellow sleeve, fell into Chu Huohe's chest, and disappeared.

The severed arm re-emerges at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lao Huang still had a smile on his face. "What, do you want to consider apprenticeship?"

Chu Huohe was amazed by Lao Huang's methods, he was reborn with a broken arm, and the turning point in his life came quickly and suddenly. Fang knows that there are people outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky, and a proud one is crushed.

"I also asked my seniors for advice. ”

"Old man, Nan Huai. ”

Looking at Lao Huang with a faint pride on his face, Chu Huohe felt nothing. Nanhuai? I haven't heard of it.

Nan Huai glanced at the gathering of dark clouds in the sky, and a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes.

"Make an oath of apprenticeship. Follow me, the way of heaven is above, I ...... By the way, what's your name?"

Chu Huohe was very speechless, but he still said his name obediently.

The dark clouds were spiraling at this moment, spinning at high speed, and a hearty laugh came from the period.

"Old horseman, people who don't enter the way of heaven and don't fall into cause and effect are all disciples of my Mist Sect, and you dare to accept my disciples of the Mist Sect as disciples. You're very bold. ”

Hearing the voice, Lao Huang's face was calm, and he looked at the clouds lightly, without saying a word.

The voice in the cloud didn't pay attention to Lao Huang's thoughts, and continued to speak: "Child, listen, I will accept the apprentice on behalf of the teacher today, and you can't refuse, this Taiqing internal decision will be taught to you today, and it will be collected." ”

The man who had only heard his voice and not seen him finally walked out of the dark clouds. With a dark complexion, the edges and corners of his face are as sharp as a knife and an axe, and his body looks like Chu Xiong, strong and tall, but with more majesty that Chu Xiong does not have, with a wave of his big hand, a light and shadow attacked, and disappeared in an instant, appearing in the sea of Chu Huohe's knowledge.

The exercises that suddenly appeared in the sea of knowledge were like a flood that burst the embankment, instantly breaking through the small bridge under the dam of Chu Huohe, and fainted directly in a dizzy mind.

Lao Huang watched this scene quietly, did not stop it, and did not scold it.

The man looked at Lao Huang with a provocative gaze, and said, "Heavenly Dao slave, dare to compete for glory with the sun and the moon?"

Lao Huang smiled faintly, did not deny his words, and turned his gaze to the long black knife in his hand, saying that it was a knife, but it was more like a one-sided sword, but the color was deep but revealing a palpitating heat.

"Seventh in the Hundred Weapons List, Moyang Sword? So you are Lin Potian, the eldest disciple of the Fog Sect. ”

The man couldn't deny it, and said lightly: "So what's the matter?" ”

"The Fog Sect has a treasure called Reincarnation Jian, and when the disciple's longevity is limited, he can open up another way of reincarnation for him and cultivate this life. You feel that you are not limited by the way of heaven, but you don't know that when every great cultivator falls, heaven and earth will give birth to visions for it, so you think that this is the place of reincarnation. ”

Lin Potian's expression changed slightly, and the old yellow eyes continued to speak with a smile in his eyes: "Although I have never seen such a treasure, but since it is a product that runs counter to the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, it is impossible to be perfect, the timing and the object are uncontrollable, right, if my guess is right, if you fail here, it will be completely extinguished, right? ”

Yan Yan looked down at the gray pupil who was still with his mouth open, and his gaze penetrated the gray pupil's abdomen, and there was a life in it, which was about to be born.

"Piff, you dare. ”

The light of Moyang's knife rose, and in an instant, Lin Potian had reached Lao Huang's place.

Lao Huang didn't hide, and faced Mo Yang's hand with a worn-out book at some point.

The scroll is sacrificed, and there is no wind to automate.

Lao Huang said with a serious expression: "The sage said, don't move if it's rude." ”

The scroll was inducted, and the four words of incivility did not move, and in response to the sound, it turned into a rope of light that entwined Lin Potian's ink sun. The black light rope and the jade-colored ink sun rubbed against each other, and the energy that overflowed during them cut the surrounding space into pitch-black cracks, which were bottomless.

Lin Potian held the knife in one hand and pinched the trick in front of his chest with the other, and because the speed was too fast, there were afterimages. If ordinary people can't see it clearly, Lao Huang can see it clearly and feel it clearly. A transcendent force was ready to move between Lin Potian. The heart was not good, and he quickly retreated, but no matter how he retreated, that force always locked on him.

"Space blockade?" Old Huang frowned. The figure flickered around, never able to leave the place.

"Do you think that if I wasn't prepared, I would rashly come to intercept the disciples of the Mist Sect?" waved one hand to his side, and in the process of waving, there was an extra long whip in his hand, and the whip head was slammed into the air, and there was a sound of shattering in the air.

The blockade was broken.

Lin Potian looked at the glittering golden whip in Lao Huang's hand, and his heart was mixed, his father's whip was not less played when he was young, but now it is being used against him.

"The Word of the Sage ......"

"Your mother, the scholars of Bailu Academy are all fighting with their mouths?"

Chu Xiong didn't listen to Lao Huang's intention to continue, Mo Yang turned, the light rope wrapped around the knife body shattered, turned into nothingness, and held the knife in both hands.

"My knife, three thousand years of cultivation, what file do you take?" The knife light is restrained, but it does not have the amazing momentum at the beginning, like a mortal drunk, drunk and slashing.

The blade in Lao Huang's eyes was constantly enlarged, so big that he couldn't see anything anymore, and there was only this knife left in his eyes, and he was shocked.

"How come, you are obviously at the end of the day, how can you still use such a knife on the occasion of reincarnation. ”