When Yang Jiuyang heard the news of Mao Zheng's breakthrough, Yang Jiuyang was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You broke through?"

Mao Zheng nodded and said, "Hmm." ”

"Not bad. Yang Jiuyang nodded and said, after finishing speaking, he took out a jar of good wine and handed it to Mao Zheng, and said, "Immortal wine, take it." Able to consolidate the cultivation of his own immortal realm. ”

Even though the wine seal is still there, the aroma of the wine is already revealed.

Fragrant!

Mao Zheng couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praised, this wine is not worse than Zhushen wine, it must be aged. The ninth master, the wine master, can be said to be a drunkard, and now he generously gives himself a jar of aged wine, which is definitely very optimistic about himself.

Thinking of this, Mao Zheng smiled and thanked: "Thank you Ninth Master, the younger generation will definitely not live up to the Ninth Master's fine wine, and the younger generation will retire first." ”

"Good. Yang Jiuyang nodded and saw Mao Zheng leave.

After leaving, Mao was about to go to find the cheap fat man, but the cheap fat man was still not in his room.

Where did this fat man go?

Mao Zheng walked out of the room and muttered to himself, saying that he was still thinking about where the fat man had gone. After some hard thinking and meditation, Mao Zheng could only think of one place - the martial arts arena.

In addition to the martial arts arena, Mao Zheng can no longer think of where the fat man will go.

【Martial Arts Arena】

Mao Zheng looked at the monks on the field, and saw the fat man at a glance.

"Why did you come to the martial arts arena?" asked Mao Zheng with a smile.

When the fat man heard that it was Mao Zheng, he put on an expression of lovelessness and said, "I beg you not to ask me questions, I seem to be cultivating." ”

"Haha. Mao Zheng laughed twice, and then said: "I didn't come to you to ask questions, I broke through." ”

Hearing Mao Zheng's words, the fat man's eyes suddenly lit up, feeling his cultivation, and exclaimed: "You broke through in two days? It's too fast, isn't it? A genius like me needs four days?"

Mao Zheng pretended to be disdainful and said, "It's just you, and the joke of genius is not funny at all." ”

"Uh......" The fat man immediately changed the subject: "How is it, have you condensed the debut rules?

"Human Emperor Dao, what about you?" Mao Zheng said.

The fat man said proudly: "Of course it's the Divine Emperor Dao, I'm good at the Divine Soul Secret Technique, and choosing the Divine Emperor Dao is the most suitable." I thought you would choose the Demon Emperor Dao, after all, the bloodline combat power can be increased by fifty percent. ”

"The Demon Emperor Dao is good, but the Human Emperor Dao is not bad. Not only can I increase my combat power by one percent, but it can also make my cultivation speed faster. Mao Zheng said.

The cheap fat man nodded and said, "This is also true, and the advantages of the Human Emperor Dao are also obvious. ”

"Malay next door!" I don't know from somewhere, suddenly there was a scolding voice, listening to this voice is very familiar, Mao Zheng looked around, only to find that Le Pucheng and Du Le were walking towards them.

Hearing their swearing,

Mao Zheng and the cheap fat man couldn't help but have a look of disgust on their faces.

"What's the matter with you?" Mao Zheng asked Le Pucheng with some disdain in his voice, "If there is anything, we can completely solve it for you." ”

Du Le and Le Pucheng glanced at each other, and then said with a smile: "Can you solve the unhappiness of a woman's service?"

In the face of their foul language, Mao Zheng sneered twice and said, "You are really a worm." ”

"Essence insect on the brain?" Le Pucheng stretched out his index finger, swayed it from side to side twice, and said: "I call it cultivation, how can I call it essence insect on the brain?"

"Before the flower, under the moon, you are romantic, you tell me what kind of Tao you cultivate?" Mao Zheng asked, quite an elder.

"What kind of elders are you pretending to be with Lao Tzu there?" Du Le scolded angrily, pointed at the cheap fat man and said, "Don't think that I don't know that our bad luck these days is due to you. ”

"Do you have any evidence?" said the fat man with an expression of non-admittedness, "Shut your stinky mouth without evidence, your mouth is full of salty taste!"

"You ......" Du Le was so angry that he could only say this one word, their bad luck was indeed brought by the fat man, but it was evidence.

Mao Zhengdao: "This is why you are scolding?"

Le Pucheng was obviously calmer than Du Le, looked at Mao Zheng and said with a smile: "How come? Didn't I say it was because women were uncomfortable serving? By the way, I don't know if there are any ...... in these nine mansions."

Before he finished speaking, Mao Zheng had already slapped him and said, "If you can't speak, I'll teach you how to speak!"

Du Le saw that Le Pucheng was beaten, and he jumped like thunder. The fist was swung out in an instant, and it was about to hit Mao Zheng's head in the blink of an eye, but he was stopped by the fat man with a palm.

Le Pucheng, who was slapped in the face by Mao Zheng, stared at Mao Zheng with straight eyes, as if he was going to eat Mao Zheng.

"What? What is your opinion?" Mao Zhengda has a posture that you will come to fight me if you have the ability, and Le Pucheng, who was watching it, was stunned for a while and didn't dare to make a move.

Du Le saw that Le Pucheng was stunned in place, and couldn't help but say, "Brother Le, why don't you fight back?"

After hearing this, Le Pucheng immediately said: "I'm fucking you, mom, dare to beat me, Lao Tzu will make you pay!"

After that, Le Pucheng threw a punch, and the punch was extremely fierce, as fierce as a raptor crossing the river.

"How about I hit you?" Mao Zheng still had that smiling expression, as if Le Pucheng was just an ant.

The fists roared and swept in with a strong wind. It seemed to be extremely fierce, but it was easily dodged sideways by Mao Zheng.

The next moment, Du Le also made a move. A pair of iron fists struck out without warning, like ghost claws.

"you!" the fat man scolded angrily, and slapped his palm out to meet Du Le's iron fist.

The fists and palms collided together with a thud. Du Le then took a few steps back to see how he steadied himself

Shape. On the other hand, the fat man stood as steady as Mount Tai.

Du Le retreated, but he was also indignant when he thought that Le Pucheng was slapped by Mao Zheng. With this retreating momentum, he came to Mao Zheng's side.

The two of them rushed towards Mao Zheng with the momentum of a pincer. The two iron fists swung towards Mao Zheng's face and abdomen respectively.

Seeing that Du Le actually rushed towards Mao Zheng with this retreating momentum, the fat man immediately rushed towards the two of them.

Iron Mountain!

In just a breath, the cheap fat man rushed over from a few steps away, and sure enough, it exuded a golden light, solid as black gold, Du Le was topped by the cheap fat man, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly dodged it.

However, the speed was not as fast as the fat man, and the next moment his body was light, and he retreated again.

Le Pucheng's fist towards Mao Zheng was held in Mao Zheng's hand, and with a click, Le Pucheng's hand bones were crushed by Mao Zheng.

Yes!

A miserable scream came out of Le Pucheng's mouth, and his fist was softly withdrawn.

Looking at the deformed fist, Le Pucheng's eyes were about to crack. The next moment, sacrifice your own natal treasure. A hook-shaped treasure in your hand.

Mao Zheng said with a contemptuous smile on his face: "Even if you have one more secret treasure, it is just a bird with wings." There is a good saying, you can't fly even if you have wings today!"

Mao Zheng didn't sacrifice his secret treasure, not that he didn't want to use it, but that Le Pucheng was completely unworthy of Mao Zheng to use his natal secret treasure.

"Get out of here!" Du Le was knocked away by the fat man again, and the shame in his heart can be imagined. Seeing that the fat man still wanted to use the iron mountain, he scolded, sacrificed his natal secret treasure, and held a fan in his hand.

With the instigation of the fan, the wind was raging on the scene. The wind shook up the surrounding dust, wanting to use it to confuse Mao Zheng and the fat man.

The fat man was a little helpless, so he had to close his eyes. The heart emitted a faint fairy light, and the fairy eye technique was displayed, and the God Emperor Dao was attached to the body surface, blessing his own fairy eye technique.

Mao Zheng is even more convenient, urging the creation fairy eyes in the center of his eyebrows, closing his eyes, and the scene in front of him enters Mao Zheng's mind again.

Le Pucheng restrained his breath, and rushed towards Mao Zheng with strange footwork, hooking the hook in his hand to Mao Zheng's neck without any fancy movements, wanting to give Mao Zheng's entire head to ......

But it backfired, Le Pucheng never thought that Mao Zheng would be able to see them through the dust, and he was caught off guard by Mao Zheng with a foot in the abdomen, flew out upside down for dozens of meters, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Le Pucheng's breath withered at that moment, and he lay unconscious on the ground.

Du Le thought that the person who vomited blood was Mao Zheng, and the more he fought, the more energetic he became. The stick-shaped secret treasure in his hand swung out, and smashed down fiercely and incomparably towards the cheap fat man.

"True Jun Wonderful Law, bless my body!" The cheap fat man waved the Taiyi Buddha dust, and a golden circular light curtain blocked the cheap fat man

In front of him, the stick hit the golden light curtain, and it was shocked and rebounded.

Qiang Qiang ......

There was a roar from the stick, the stick trembled, and Du Le's palm was also shaken by the force of the backlash and lost consciousness.

Feeling the numbness coming from the palm of his hand, Du Le knew that he must be ......

As he expected, there was a huge force in front of him in the next moment. Like a wall, Juli crashed into Doolle.

Click......

The nasal bone was shattered, and Doolle's nosebleed was prolonged. With the nosebleed coming out, the whole person followed in the footsteps of Le Pucheng, flew heavily to the ground, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and was unconscious.

As time passed, the dust around them gradually dissipated. Mao Zheng called a few Nine Mansion monks to send them back to their rooms.

These two people don't have a good reputation in the Nine Mansions, and the people who sent them threw them on the bed like garbage, and they didn't ask questions.

Feeling the slimy feeling in his hands, his face couldn't help but show disgust, and he wanted to turn around and walk into the house and beat them up again.

But fortunately, they are still sensible, if these two are fighting, maybe they will burp when they can't breathe, although they are like this, they can't expect them to be able to resist the dark shadow together, but they still can't kill them.

After all, the Ninth Master has ordered, if anyone beats them to death, the responsibility will be great. Maybe Mao Zheng is fine, but they definitely can't avoid the angry scolding of the ninth master.

Looking at Le Pucheng and Du Le, who were like dead dogs, the fat man showed a comfortable smile and said, "Comfortable, damn, I finally found a reason to teach them a lesson." ”

Mao Zheng was not so happy, and said: "I'm afraid that they will join forces with those black shadows and abandon the entire Jiufu without regard to it." ”

"Wouldn't it?" The fat man looked at Le Pucheng and Du Le, although they were spirits, but they shouldn't cooperate with the black shadow, otherwise they would definitely not survive if they were destroyed at that time.

Mao Zheng was not as relaxed as the fat man's face, looking at Le Pucheng and Du Le, who were about to split, Mao Zheng felt that they were very likely to do this kind of thing.

However, in a short period of time, they should not be able to do it, after all, they have suffered a lot of internal injuries.

After thinking for a while, Mao Zheng comforted himself in his heart and said: When the time comes, it will be good to find a few Jiufu monks to take turns to watch them, and there should be no big deal.

"I'll go back to cultivation first. After Mao Zheng said goodbye to the fat man, he returned to his room.

Take out the Enlightenment Divine Lotus, and then comprehend the Human Emperor Dao. In the battle with others, his comprehension of the human emperor is also more profound.

As the perception of the human emperor road became deeper and deeper, his realm seemed to have received the traction of the human emperor dao, and it slowly climbed.

(End of chapter)