Qin Mu hesitated, it was very important to save the woodcutter teacher, but it seemed more interesting and meaningful to go to the Void Flower with Hu Bugui to find the Void Flower and create a method of ascending to the Heavenly Palace with the Void Flower.

Moreover, after all, the woodcutter saint is a god of the Yaotai realm, and he should not be able to die after soaking in the stinky ditch for a year and a half, so it seems that there is no need to rush for a while.

However, after all, he is a disciple of the woodcutter, and it is indeed unreasonable to let the woodcutter soak there without fishing the woodcutter out of the stinky ditch.

However, even if the old cow released water, they would not be able to defeat the strong man of the imperial throne.

The old peasant is the strong man in the realm of the emperor's throne, and it is the emperor's throne that enters the Tao with martial arts, from Lingxiao to the emperor's throne, there is an insurmountable distance, and the emperor Buddha is the realm of Lingxiao, but he still has to ask for the true scriptures of the Great Brahma King Buddha with a dead face, which can be seen how difficult the emperor's throne is.

He was hesitating, when suddenly the old peasant stepped down from the imperial seat, walked out of the Lingxiao Hall and came to the door, his face was full of wrinkles, showing the vicissitudes of life, and said, "Sanduo, they have already passed the level." ”

Lao Niu was slightly stunned, and hurriedly said: "Master, they haven't even passed my level, let alone my level." Why did the master say that it was closed?"

The old farmer walked down the steps of the Lingxiao Palace, the old cow hurriedly landed on the ground with his front hooves, and turned into a cow to follow him, the old farmer shook his head and said: "The purpose of the test of the Bullfighting Palace is to let the children comprehend the way of martial arts, and to comprehend a path that can cross the realm of the Shenqiao and fly directly, giving hope to future generations." I used to think that if someone beat me, they could forge this path. ”

He walked down, summoned Qin Mu and Hu Bugui, looked the two of them up and down, and smiled on his face that was as simple as if he had been ploughed by an iron plow, and said, "But I suddenly thought just now that I crossed the Divine Bridge and flew directly to the Heavenly Palace, in fact, I had already done it." I'm the first person missing the Shenqiao realm. I haven't read much, and my path is not for others. ”

Qin Mu and Hu Bugui were both shocked in their hearts, and they looked at him in disbelief.

Who can break the Divine Bridge of the Martial Fighting Heavenly Master?

Since the Martial Fighting Heavenly Master was already able to enter the God Realm without a realm, why didn't he teach his exercises to the people of the bullfighting world?

However, the thirty-six martial gods of Yujing City were not surprised at all, obviously they had known that the old farmer was such a person.

"I just figured out that what I can do, not everyone can do. ”

The old farmer said: "I dedicate my life's energy to martial arts, I don't have anything else in my heart, sincerity, innocence, although I have a wonderful method, but others can't learn it, can't learn it, and it is impossible to fly to the Heavenly Palace like me." Even if Hu Bugui cultivates to my point and ascends to the Heavenly Palace, he is also following my old path, and his exercises still can't make more people in the bullfighting world fly to the Heavenly Palace. The woodcutter is right, this is not the solution to the problem of the Bullfighting Palace. ”

The corners of his eyes twitched, he looked at Qin Mu, and continued: "The woodcutter came to me and said that the law changers in Yankang have a way to solve the problem of the Bullfighting Palace. I didn't believe it, but now I do. The woodcutter is not useless, after all, he still has a good disciple...... If you don't return, you can leave the bullfighting world. ”

Qin Mu had a glimmer of hope in his heart, and hurriedly said, "Then Heavenly Master, can I get the teacher out of the gutter?"

The old peasant's face sank, his face seemed to have been ploughed a hundred times by an old cow, and he couldn't see any smile, only wrinkles: "I don't talk like a mouth full of firewood chopping wood, and I fart like a breezy breeze, I will do what I say, and I said that whoever dares to fish him out will eat me three times." If you want to fish him out, you will eat me three times!"

Qin Mu was startled, the old farmer raised his rough fist, and the domineering spirit of the peak of martial arts was unobstructed, and he blasted towards Qin Mu with a punch.

Boom.

His momentum was boundless, but his fist was very light, and it gently knocked on Qin Mu's chest.

He knocked twice more, and Qin Mu's chest made a gurgling sound.

The old farmer withdrew his fist and sneered: "Although you have initially achieved martial arts, you are still far from Dacheng, and your physical body is still lacking, continue to practice diligently, don't waste your hegemonic body." Got it?"

Qin Mu was surprised and delighted: "The juniors understand. ”

The old peasant smiled again, led the crowd out, and said with a smile: "But you are not bad, you are indeed not bad. The woodcutter is not in vain, he still has some ability, and he teaches you so well. Hey, no, you're a hegemon, if you teach it to me, you'll only teach it better!

He seemed very happy, and the other gods of war were also happy, keeping up with him.

Qin Mu looked left and right, looking at them, these people were famous and famous back then, and the old peasant was even more famous and powerful in the world, but they were innocent and simple at the moment, like ordinary farmers and peasant women.

Here are some lovely people.

But also a group of stubborn people.

It's hard to get them to change, but if they recognize their mistakes, they will correct them, even if they don't like it.

So they're still lovely people.

Hu Bugui was inexplicably excited, and immediately went straight to the bullfighting world in the lower world after leaving the bullfighting palace, preparing to go and say goodbye to relatives and friends.

Qin Mu summoned the dragon qilin, and the dragon qilin really slept soundly outside the bullfighting palace, and did not go to secretly fish up the woodcutter and run away.

Qin Mu was gloomy: "This is my mount, and over there is the mount of the Martial Fighting Heavenly Master...... Well, there's also the Black Tiger God, the mount of the woodcutter teacher, and the green bull of Senior Brother Bashan......"

Long Qilin slept very well and was in good spirits, but he was always a little absent-minded when he hadn't eaten for more than ten days, and he glanced at Qin Mu from time to time, wanting to remind him that he was a little afraid to do so.

In the village, the woodcutter saint was fished up, and Qin Mu was busy connecting the broken bones for the woodcutter, treating his injuries, and soaking him in a large medicine jar, which was stewed with fire underneath.

The woodcutter was holding a large bowl of medicine and taking medicine, the old farmer next to him was sitting on a small stool, and the old cow at the door was sitting on the ground, smoking a hookah slowly and snoring.

Qin Mu sat next to Lao Niu and drank tea, and asked, "Senior Brother Sanduo, you don't plow the land today?"

The old cow said slowly: "The ploughing is over." The rice has just been planted. ”

"You didn't teach the hegemon, you can't teach it. In the house, the old farmer spoke as slowly as the old ox, and glanced at the woodcutter.

The woodcutter drank the medicine in the bowl, burped, handed him the empty bowl, and said with a smile: "He is my disciple, and he is what I taught." You don't have such an excellent disciple, you don't have this ability, and you can't teach it. ”

The old peasant snorted and took the empty bowl: "You didn't teach it, what are you proud of? You are just taking credit again." This time it's to sell a face to the overlord and spare you, otherwise you will soak in the stinky ditch for more than ten years, and you will be so rotten that you only have one mouth left. ”

The woodcutter said: "The master led the door, and the cultivation is in the individual. I'm full of peach and plum all over the world, who did you teach? Who did you teach?"

The old farmer was gloomy.

The woodcutter said lightly: "You are indeed the number one in martial arts, in the whole world, in the universe, even the old heavenly court cannot find a person who can surpass you in martial arts." In the absence of the Shenqiao realm, you can also rely on your personal martial arts power, and the martial arts primordial god can fly across the Shenqiao Void to the Heavenly Palace, and cultivate into a peerless martial god, only you. Not to mention 20,000 years, even if you push back hundreds of thousands of years, millions of years, you are the only one. You can succeed, but others can't be as successful as you, you can't save people in bullfighting. ”

The old peasant was silent.

The woodcutter continued: "And this time Yankang can change the law. The grievances between us are trivial, I know that you have been very bitter all these years, I know that you found these orphans and widows to take care of them after the Great War, and you have done a lot of things after the fall of the emperor. You want to find a way for them to survive. But you're too stupid to find this way for 20,000 years. ”

The old farmer let out a sleepy beast-like roar in his throat.

After the fall of the Kaihuang era, he took care of the orphans left behind by his comrades who died in battle, but he could only watch them die of old age one after another.

It was a great torture that filled his heart with guilt.

"Come out, come out, you are a martial saint. ”

The woodcutter looked at him with some pity in his eyes, but more expectation: "The emperor has named us Heavenly Master, but I am the only one who has been named a saint." But his original intention was that all four of us could become saints. You are a martial arts master, force first, there is no doubt about it, but a saint is not force. Come out, you are the only Martial Saint, the Martial Saint Heavenly Master of the Emperor!"

The old peasant was still silent.

The woodcutter did not continue to persuade.

He knew the old brother very well, and knew that he was stubborn, but not stubborn, in fact he was just stubborn.

His words have already hit the point, he will figure it out, and he will become a unique martial saint.

"I was moved by what you said, Yankang reform and change the law, I really want to take a look. ”

The old farmer said suddenly: "But I won't help Yankang anything." We were poor and white, self-made, Yankang was praised so well by you, so without our help, we can develop to the height of Yankang, why rely on us losers?"

The woodcutter smiled, "We're just helping them buy time before they are still young and destroyed by the old Heavenly Court." At the beginning of the Kaihuang era, some remnants of the emperor's era also gave us a lot of help. ”

The old farmer smiled and said, "You reminded me of those green years again. Actually, I'm also half of the Emperor's time. ”

"Actually, we are all half of the emperor's era, including the Kaihuang. ”

The woodcutter said: "Life is like this, it is endless, and so is inheritance, from one era to another. Your martial arts spirit needs to be passed on, don't let your inheritance go extinct. ”

The old farmer got up and sneered, "But I won't forgive you for that." When I get out of here, when I walk out of the ruins, I will beat you up when I'm in a bad mood. You just beg grandpa to tell grandma, hoping that you can improve a few realms and be able to withstand my fists. ”

He walked out of the house.

The smile on the woodcutter's face froze, Qin Mu walked in from outside the house, changed his dressing, and said in a low voice, "Does the teacher have a grudge against the Martial Fighting Heavenly Master?"

The woodcutter was listless and sighed: "Sort of." It was a thing of the past. ”

He obviously didn't want to talk about it.

Qin Mu blinked, more curious, but did not speak.

The woodcutter was angry: "What kind of expression do you have? You want to know other people's private affairs so much?"

Qin Mu didn't speak.

The woodcutter sighed, "It doesn't hurt to tell you. In fact, I had a good relationship with him, as well as scholars and fishermen. Although my cultivation is the weakest, they all respect me. Kaihuang asked me to preside over the change of the law and pushed me to the front of the stage, the so-called talented woman, the man is too good, he will be favored by the woman. At that time, he had a girl he liked......"

Qin Mu helped him change the medicine, but his ears couldn't help but plenish and listened carefully.

Outside the door, the old cow no longer purred and smoked hookah, and the cow's ears poked out from outside the door to inside the door.

The dragon qilin was originally lying on his stomach listlessly, but at this moment, he suddenly raised his head and slapped his big ears twice.

———— finally got home! tired, but after writing this chapter, I suddenly felt very fulfilled. It's the end of the month, brothers, I have chapters and updates, do you have a monthly pass?