Guan Yunshan looked at Lin Tianyang's eyes full of ardent expectation, wiped his cold sweat and pretended to be calm: "That, it's very good! Sure enough, it's all Dacheng realm, I didn't expect your martial arts talent to be on par with me, it's very good!"

He cheekily praised himself without a trace, but he was extremely talented since he was a child, and he rarely needed to lie in terms of martial arts talent, and after being promoted to martial god, he even disdained to lie, because he was seriously inexperienced, and he was even more in a cold sweat with just one sentence.

"Anyway, this kid doesn't know my details, so it's okay to say it casually!" Guan Yunshan's heart beat violently, stubbornly sticking to the last dignity of the martial god: "Anyway, I can't let him be too proud!"

His words were also to protect the dignity of all martial artists in the world, but when they fell into Lin Tianyang's ears, he had another understanding.

"It turns out that I directly copied the martial arts to the Dacheng realm just as fast as him, but I thought it would scare him, so I didn't need to waste my energy to act at all!"

Lin Tianyang was also a little annoyed, but he was also completely relieved: "Since this is the case, then I don't need to hide, and when my mental power recovers, I will copy all the remaining martial arts!"

He made up his mind, looked at Guan Yunshan and said, "Senior, don't worry, I will definitely learn from you hard, and strive to learn all these hundred martial arts within three days, and I will definitely not disgrace you!"

Guan Yunshan didn't know that his words gave him a shot in the arm, and he couldn't cry or laugh when he looked at him with a solemn and serious look.

"Shame on me, if you demon boy really cultivate a hundred kinds of martial arts to the Dacheng realm within three days, it will make me lose face!"

He knew that he was bitter in his heart, and he couldn't cry or laugh, but he still had to work hard to support a light and breezy appearance: "Very good! I really didn't misunderstand you, you cultivate well, I have other things to do!"

Lin Tianyang was a little surprised, and said, "Senior Guan, didn't you just say that you would personally guide me in my cultivation? Why did you arrange something else?"

Guan Yunshan was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face was extremely exciting: You can cultivate after a few glances, and Lao Tzu is still a fart!

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, he wanted to give this kid a dismissal, but now he can't get off the stage!

In order to let this kid understand what is the awe of martial arts, he took great pains to get up early in the morning, dress up, and painstakingly select hundreds of martial arts, just to let this kid understand the breadth and profundity of martial arts, but he set up a good start, but he never expected this ending.

"Bastard boy, doesn't he know what it's like!"

Guan Yunshan gritted his teeth in anger, and said angrily: "Isn't it okay to go to the thatched house?"

He flicked off the sleeves of his robe and left, and if he stayed here, the old face of the martial god could endure it, and the fragile little heart couldn't stand it either!

Lin Tianyang didn't know that a peerless martial god was forced by him to use the ultimate martial arts thatched house, and he was puzzled: "Why did you lose your temper suddenly? It's really inexplicable, can't you hold it back?"

"No matter, let's recover our mental power first!"

His worries were dispelled by Guan Yunshan's words, and he was suddenly refreshed, looking at the martial arts on the bed and smiling: "Baby, when I recover my energy, I'll clean you up again!"

There are still a few improved elixirs left, and he swallowed them all in one breath without looking at them, the improved elixir of the Heavenly Sage Illustrated Book is mild, and he is not worried about any side effects, but he is a little worried about the empty porcelain bottle: "Without the elixir, the mental power is still a little insufficient after all, if you don't learn all the martial arts in three days, will you be disgusted by him if you can't compare to the predecessors?"

"We must hurry up!" Lin Tianyang no longer delayed, and set sail towards the three-day period: "We must not lose the face of our predecessors!"

Guan Yunshan, who had really gone to the thatched house, had just unbuttoned his trouser belt, and suddenly sneezed, and a chill ran on his back, and he was greatly puzzled: "What's the matter?

He crouched in the hut, completely unaware that the nightmare that had kept him on the verge of collapse was coming......

......

On the first night, Feng was full of buildings.

"Senior, today I am a little out of state, so I have cultivated the twenty-seventh martial art to the Dacheng realm......" Lin Tianyang looked ashamed and said softly.

“...... It's slower, and you have to work hard to ......" Guan Yunshan broke out in a cold sweat, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

Lin Tianyang turned around and left, and when he went out, he met several white and tender girls who were affectionate and seductive.

The girls sincerely extended an invitation to him: "Childe, do you need the slave family to sleep with you tonight?"

“...... Girl, I'm sorry, I'm not that kind of person. Lin Tianyang's face turned red and left in embarrassment.

The girls burst into laughter......

On the night of the second day, the wind filled the building.

"Senior, I have already cultivated sixty-two kinds of martial arts today, and I will definitely be able to complete them all tomorrow!" Lin Tianyang was excited, his eyes full of anticipation.

Guan Yunshan's head was a little painful, and the wine was a little bitter in his throat: "...... Nice, catching up with me......"

Lin Tianyang turned around and left, and it was still those girls who went out.

"Childe, do you still want to sleep alone tonight?"

"Let me think about it...... I'll talk about it later......"

The girls' smiles were a little stiff......

On the night of the third day, the wind was still blowing in the building.

"Senior, I have lived up to your expectations, within three days, a hundred kinds of martial arts have been completed!"

Lin Tianyang saluted solemnly, very grateful to Guan Yunshan for his careful cultivation.

Guan Yunshan was already numb, and laughed dryly: "Okay, very good, very good, come, drink......"

The girls who accompanied the wine were still the girls: "Childe, when do you want us to sleep with you?"

Lin Tianyang took the wine they poured and asked carefully, "When you say sleep, are you just sleeping?"

The girls looked at each other and seemed to see some hope......

In the past three days, his martial arts strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and the thickness of his face has risen like a lofty mountain, and a group of girls have a lot of fun fighting with him.

And the old priest who led him into the door, Ji Yunshan, had a melancholy look in his eyes, and sighed when he drank the wine alone: "In three days, a hundred kinds of martial arts have been completed, old man, big brother, you have also been compared to scum......"

While Lin Tianyang was constantly improving his strength and face, the meeting hall of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce was shrouded in a heavy shroud for several days.

"Smack!"

Wang Ziyan slapped the table and glared at the people of the Wang family who were kneeling down at the bottom: "Are you all eating dry rice! It's been four days, for four whole days, you haven't even found a shadow, it's all waste!"

The people of the Wang family were silent, kneeling and not daring to raise their heads.

"Yan'er, don't be angry, don't blame them. Wang Jingxing's face was solemn, and he sighed: "That kid was captured by a martial god, and even the three Meiyuan seniors can't do anything, let alone us mortals?"

Wang Ziyan's beautiful eyes erupted with fire, and she said firmly: "Even if it's a martial god, no matter what, I have to save him back!"

She was anxious, Lin Tianyang had been taken away by a mysterious middle-aged man for four days, and there was no news, and the three elders of Meiyuan, Lu Huanyu and others were also trying their best to find it, but they never found a trace.

"Bastard, you owe me so much, I can't let you die like this!"

Wang Ziyan clenched the corners of her clothes, her knuckles turned white from excessive force, and her beautiful eyes were deeply sad.

"Miss, there's news!"

Steward Liu stumbled into the council hall and said in a panic: "I found it! Someone has seen the traces of that martial god in Fengmanlou, and it is said that he has lived there for a long time!"

"Really?" Wang Ziyan's eyes lit up, and she said hurriedly: "Is there any news of Tianyang?"

Wang Jingxing couldn't help frowning when he saw her calling her by her name: "When did she and that kid become so close?"

Steward Liu gasped and said, "No, the girls in Fengmanlou are very strict-mouthed, and our people can't find out more news!"

"Then hurry up and explore!" Wang Ziyan sighed, muttered for a moment, and called back Steward Liu, who had already run to the door: "Slow! When you send someone to find out the news, you will personally run a few more times, and invite the Lu Pavilion Master, General Bai, and the three Meiyuan seniors to come here, and say that I have something important to discuss!"

Wang Jingxing was shocked and said hurriedly: "Yan'er, what are you going to do?"

A trace of fierceness flashed in Wang Ziyan's eyes: "Tianyang was captured by the Martial God and imprisoned in a place like Fengmanlou, he must suffer a lot, I want to gather all the seniors, kill Fengmanlou, and rescue Tianyang!"