Chapter Twenty-Seven: Pretending to be a Divine Stick

The waterfall hung upside down, forming a lake under the valley, Ling Moxie followed the vines down, just in time to see Duan Yu lying on the big stone by the lake, this kid is really proficient in Buddhism, so he can sleep with peace of mind, and this kind of heart is not comparable to ordinary people.

"Brother Ling, thank you for coming down to the rescue." Duan Yu, who was woken up, saw Ling Moxie and the hanging vines, and said happily, and was about to leave along the vines as he spoke.

"Wait, don't go, the so-called catastrophe will not die, there will be a blessing in the future, I just calculated that we have a chance here." Ling Moxie naturally wouldn't leave, since he had made nonsense about his name as the number one god in the world last night, Dongfang Yu simply pinched his fingers and calculated.

"Serendipity?" Duan Yu had a curious look on his face, could it be? Is he really that amazing? Can you pinch it?

"Let's look for it, there must be a great opportunity in this valley." Ling Moxie opened his mouth and said, and then the two of them searched in the valley under this cliff, and it took about half an hour for Duan Yu to call out loudly, and it turned out that he opened a piece of Teng vine and found a stone door.

Next, naturally needless to say, the two entered the cave and found the jade statue, a lifelike jade statue, black gem eyes, it was enough to confuse the real with the fake, if it wasn't for Ling Moxie who already knew that it was just a jade statue, maybe he really thought it was a real person.

As for Duan Yu, he had already knelt on the ground, kowtowed and shouted at Sister Fairy.

"Okay, Brother Duan, get up quickly, this is just a jade statue." From the futon at the foot of the jade statue, he really took out a package, and Ling Moxie pulled Duan Yu up.

Open the package, a picture scroll, it is the two kung fu of the Northern Spiritual Skill and Ling Bo Weibu, just looking at the cheats on what is not vain, what hand Shaoyang Sanjiao tendons, Ling Mo is evil and dead, the magic is in hand, but these tendons, acupuncture points, and the gossip palace position in the footwork, I can't understand it at all.

"Is it really a chance? Brother Ling, you are really a man of God. Finally taking his obsessive eyes off the jade statue and looking at the two exercises in Ling Moxie's hands, Duan Yu was shocked and admired.

"This opportunity is for the two of us, Brother Duan, how about we study it?" If you can't understand it, it doesn't mean that Duan Yu next to you can't understand it.

The two of them held the scroll and studied it carefully, of course, it was more Duan Yu who explained to Ling Moxie, and it took about two hours for Ling Moxie to memorize the cultivation method of the Northern Spiritual Skill and Ling Bo's micro-step.

After leaving along the vines, Duan Yu still had to save Zhong Ling, so he took his leave, but Ling Moxie had no intention of going along, Duan Yu was the protagonist, and there was no danger in this trip, but he was a beginner in the Northern Spiritual Skill, and he had no skill at all, and the result was unpredictable.

"Brother Ling, I wonder if I can successfully rescue Miss Zhong on this trip?" It's just that before leaving, Duan Yu scratched the back of his head a little embarrassedly and asked.

"Does he really believe in my name as the number one god in the world?" Ling Mo smiled secretly in his heart, pretended to pinch his fingers, and said: "The process is tortuous, every evil turns into good, there is no danger." ”

"Okay, then thank you Brother Ling, I will have a few drinks with you." After receiving Ling Moxie's answer, Duan Yu smiled and left happily.

After practicing until Ling Bo took a slight step, he went down the mountain with him, the speed was very fast, and after walking for a while, Ling Moxie was not tired, but was in good spirits.

Suddenly encounter a strong enemy, in order to protect yourself, accumulate more internal strength, and then take the enemy's life......

This paragraph is written behind Ling Bo microstep, different from other footwork in the world, this Ling Bo microstep not only does not consume internal force, but can breed internal force endlessly, although it is footwork, but it can also be used as internal strength, therefore, Ling Moxie went down the mountain with Ling Bo microstep, but the more he walked, the more refreshed he felt.

Not far from the bottom of the mountain, there was a town, Ling Moxie could walk in, the street was bustling and noisy, and soon he saw a restaurant, but he just touched his pocket, and he didn't bring any money on him, and he didn't bring the gold coins of the Douqi Continent, which was embarrassing.

"This brother, seeing that you are extraordinary, can you come up and have a few drinks with me?" Just as Ling Moxie was thinking about what to do, a hearty voice suddenly sounded above his head.

Looking up, a man in his mid-thirties was sitting at the window on the second floor of the restaurant, talking to himself.

"Thank you, brother." In any case, filling your stomach is the main thing, and from last night to noon today, I haven't eaten anything.

When I went up to the restaurant, I saw two or three dishes of side dishes in front of the man, as well as a pot of wine, and a quick knife on the wine table.

"Xiao Er, cut two catties of beef again, and make a pot of my daughter red." beckoning Ling Moxie to sit down, the man opened his mouth and exhaled, and soon, the shopkeeper quickly put on a pair of wine cups and chopsticks and served wine and meat.

"I don't know what Brother Tai is called? To tell you the truth, I am shy in my pocket today, and if it weren't for you, I wouldn't know what else to do. "Sit down politely, I don't have anything worth thinking about, Ling Moxie clasped his fists and saluted.

"Hahaha, you just call me evil, I see my brother wandering in front of the restaurant, he must be shy in his pocket, who has no difficulty, it just so happens that I am also alone and drinking alone is not interesting, so I asked my brother to come up and accompany me, come, first toast." The man has a very bold personality, raises his wine glass, and drinks it all.

"Bad trouble? The turmoil of a gust of wind in the south of the Yangtze River? After taking a drink of the same drink, Ling Moxie was slightly stunned, he was a famous figure again.

"Oh? Brother is also a martial artist? I don't think my brother looks like he has kung fu, and he is dressed up, forgive me for being clumsy, I don't know where my brother is? Listening to Ling Moxie, he could tell that he was in the rivers and lakes, and he looked at Ling Moxie curiously.

"I'm not from here, I'm from overseas, when it comes to martial arts, I'm not afraid of Brother Feng's jokes, I've been learning martial arts for less than a day, as for how to know Brother Feng's name, it's calculated by pinching my fingers." After fooling Duan Yu, Ling Moxie felt that it was not bad to pretend to be a god stick here.

"Less than a day of martial arts? Finger pinching? Feng Bo was stunned, and then looked very interested, and said: "Since ancient times, there have been strange people who can pinch and calculate, and avoid evil, I always thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect Brother Ling to have such a ability?" Then you can help me calculate, what will happen to me in the future? ”

"It's okay, today I have inherited the grace of Brother Feng, and I will help you calculate it", Ling Moxie made a calculation, and after a while, he said: "Alas~ I have been busy for half my life, and the bamboo blue water is empty." ”

"What do you mean?" The storm frowned slightly, and when I heard it, I knew that it was not a good word, and it was also a loss to the turmoil and malignness.

"Brother Feng is extraordinary, just looking at the appearance, Brother Feng and the master, it is really the dragon and phoenix among the people with great ambitions, it's just that the fortune dictates, the things planned by the master of Brother Feng are just nothing." Ling Moxie spoke.

"You ......" I don't know how to answer for a while, can I calculate that I still have a master, is it really a bit of ability? But this assertion is absolutely unacceptable.

"No, no, fourth brother, how can you believe the words of such a warlock." At this moment, a sound of footsteps sounded, but a slightly obese figure walked over, sat down at the wine table and said.

The "third brother" screamed evilly, and the identity of the person who came was Bao Wei, one of the four ministers of the Murong family.

"Charlatans, always speak first, talk about things very sinisterly, and then tell you that it is difficult to resolve them, so that you can cheat money, I have seen this kind of thing a lot."

"Since Bao Sanye thinks I'm a warlock in the rivers and lakes, then I have nothing to say, Brother Feng, I don't have the face to stay here anymore, and I will leave." Although he hadn't eaten enough, he was angry while sitting here, but Ling Moxie was unwilling, stood up, clenched his fists and left.

"Hmph, there is no light on my face, so I can only leave." Ling Moxie left, in Bao Wei's opinion, he was exposed by himself, and his face was gloomy.

Hmph, it's really the same as the original book, it's a stinky mouth. Ling Moxie scolded secretly.

Watching Ling Moxie leave, Feng Chao hurriedly said: "Brother Ling, don't go, I will compensate you for my third brother." "The storm is evil, and he got up and apologized.

"Brother Feng, you and I have intersected, let's see you again in the future, in addition, for the sake of my friends this time, I remind Brother Feng, in a few days, your master may have a small calamity, or be slandered by someone unwarrantedly, you still have to prepare in advance."

After saying this, Ling Moxie walked down the restaurant.