A thin body, gray hair, and only two black hole-like eyes are left on the face. This is a blind old man who is completely disabled.

However, such a blind old man was one of the seven major teachings of Wenshu Monastery, and he was also the person in charge of Ma Teng's cultivation for the next period of time.

"Boy, have you seen enough. It's rude for you to stare at me like this. ”

Just as Ma Teng was looking the old man up and down, the old man suddenly turned his head around.

There were no eyeballs in his eyes, but Ma Teng had the feeling that he could see himself.

"I'm sorry, are you in charge of my teaching, Senior Sang Mu Ying?"

For this kind of old man, Ma Teng's most basic respect for the old and love for the young is still there.

Hearing Ma Teng's question, the blind old man nodded.

"It's the old man, are you the one I recommended by Zhuge Zheng?"

"Yes."

"Why would he recommend such a weak guy as you." Sang Mu Ying's words changed, and there was some sarcasm in his tone.

Ma Teng's expression when he heard this sentence suddenly froze. If it weren't for the fact that there was an old man on the other side, he would have hammered it directly.

"Don't be unconvinced, you are the weakest in this group of people who go to Wenshu Monastery for further study." Sang Mu Ying continued. "They threw you to the old man and me, it's nothing more than selling Zhuge Zheng a favor to me, you can stay here for a month at will and leave."

After saying this, Sang Muying no longer paid attention to Ma Teng and raised his feet and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, Ma Teng moved, when did he suffer from this anger, he really seemed to be the kind of person who came through the back door to gild.

A lava cannon fist containing eighty percent of the strength of the whole body hit the back of the Sang Mu Eagle straight and straight. If the Mulberry Eagle doesn't dodge, I'm afraid it will be punched through.

Of course, Ma Teng's move was not to kill him, but to prove to him that he was not as weak as he thought.

Seeing that this punch was about to hit Sang Muying's back directly, Ma Teng was ready to stop.

The figure of the mulberry eagle suddenly disappeared from Ma Teng's face strangely.

In the next second, Ma Teng felt a strong wind coming from behind him.

Before he had time to think about it, Ma Teng directly activated the extremely hot iron body power, and at the same time covered the lava body in his upper body.

Bang! Ma Teng only felt a huge force slapping on his back, although there was no pain, he still let himself stumble.

"Huh? Are you so stiff? A startling sound came from behind Ma Teng, and the sound was Mulberry Eagle.

"The harder ones are yet to come." Ma Teng didn't look back, and disappeared from the spot with a flash.

It seemed that seeing this scene, Sang Mu Ying's face was even more surprised.

But before he could react to how Ma Teng did it, a pair of big hands like iron tongs hugged him directly from behind him.

Feeling the huge power coming from the big hand, Sang Mu Ying's expression changed.

"What kind of exercises are you cultivating, and why do you have such strength?"

Hearing Sang Muying's question, Ma Teng only raised the corners of his mouth.

"Hehe, do you want to know, wait until you break free." He also wanted to see what level of teaching in this Wenshu Monastery was.

It's a pity that he didn't feel proud for a few seconds, but he suddenly felt empty in his hand, and when he looked down, Sang Mu Ying's body had disappeared.

"Can you tell me now?" The smiling mulberry wood eagle appeared in front of Ma Teng again at some point.

By this time, Ma Teng had to admit that this guy named Sang Mu Ying did have two brushes.

"It's okay to tell you, and you'll have to tell me how you managed to get away from me."

"Hey! You're going to bargain. Sang Mu Ying smiled dumbly. But you're quite to my liking, you have the guts, you have the muscles, but you're a little stupid. Old man, I just don't like to deal with smart people. ”

"Forehead......" Hearing the words of Sang Mu Ying, Ma Teng was speechless for a while. Are you praising me or belittling me? ”

"It doesn't matter if I praise you or belittle you, tell me what kind of exercises you are practicing."

"No, no, no, senior, you say it first." Ma Teng shook his head.

"Okay, old man, I'll tell you, I'm just using a non-penetrating secret martial arts skill just now." Sang Muying sighed, and finally said his way to escape from Ma Teng's hands.

It's just that this result is something that Ma Teng couldn't have imagined.

"Is it really just a secret martial art?"

Ma Teng's face was full of disbelief.

"Of course, old man, how could I lie to you. It's just that I've cultivated this secret martial art to the highest level, so it has such a special effect. Sang Mu Ying explained with a look of disbelief or disbelief.

"Now it's up to you, tell me what kind of thing you cultivate, I haven't seen such a peculiar exercise in so many years in Wenshu Monastery."

got the answer from Sang Muying, and Ma Teng naturally couldn't shirk it anymore, but he didn't plan to give the old man out.

"The exercise I practice is called the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, which I obtained by accident." So he just made up a name at random.

However, what he didn't expect was that after hearing this name, Sang Mu Ying frowned.

"But the Ancient Secret Martial Sect, the Town Gate of the Great Snow Mountain Temple, the Secret Martial Dragon Elephant is like a good thing?"

"What?" Ma Teng didn't expect that such a secret weapon really existed in this world.

"Legend has it that this dragon elephant will increase the power of one dragon and one elephant every time it is practiced, and now it seems to be true."

Looking at the Sang Mu Ying who was constantly replenishing his brain, Ma Teng didn't know how to reply.

"It seems that Zhuge Zheng's vision is not too bad. In that case, you can practice with me this month. ”

Seeing Ma Teng's strength, Sang Muying changed his previous attitude.

It's just that Ma Teng's words made Sang Muying completely stunned.

"You can't say let me practice with you, I have to practice with you. Say what you can teach me. ”

"Do you know how many people in the entire Demon Suppression Division are crying and begging to follow me to practice?" Mulberry Eagle seemed to be laughed at angrily.

"How do I know, I'm not from the Demon Suppression Division." Ma Teng said with a rogue expression.

"Then have you ever heard of the title of Bai Ze Wood Eagle?" Sang Mu Ying asked again.

However, to his disappointment, Ma Teng still shook his head.

"You're so angry with me, old man." Sang Muying looked at Ma Teng speechlessly.

"You can teach me something."

"Old man, I am the peak strength of the Five Visceral Realm, one of the seven major teachings of Wenshu Monastery."

"And what can you teach me?" Ma Teng still said this.

"Old man, I have more than 200 non-stream-level secret weapons, more than 100 third-rate secret weapons, more than 50 second-rate secret weapons, and eight first-class secret weapons, what do you say I can teach you?" Sang Mu Ying was obviously angry with Ma Teng, and his face was a little red.

"Uh...... So, do you have a secret weapon in your hand that is not passed on? ”

Hearing Ma Teng's question, Sang Muying laughed angrily.

"If only I had."

"That's it, then forget it, my own cultivation is already a first-class secret martial art, since you don't have a secret martial art that doesn't pass the level, then I have nothing to learn from you."

Ma Teng sighed and prepared to turn and leave.

"Boy! You're deliberately provoking me! ”

At this moment, the angry look on Sang Mu Ying's face suddenly disappeared.

"Your brain is much worse than Zhuge Zheng's."

"Huh?" Ma Teng's face, which had already turned his back, immediately changed.

"Well, since you want to learn non-pass-level secret martial arts, then I'll teach you something more powerful than non-pass-level secret martial arts."

"Really?" Hearing this, Ma Tengmeng turned his head, and his eyes were also filled with inexplicable brilliance.