The tense body was released in an instant, and the whole person was like an arrow shot under a full bow, and a cold spear pierced out of the hand of the general on the battlefield. Everywhere he passed, a rolling air current, swept the sky, and stirred the boundless wind and rain.

The old man's eyes were bright, and the moment his fists and palms met again, even more violent force erupted. The ability to strangle each other's strength, if a tank is put into it, I am afraid that it will also be shattered in minutes.

An irresistible force slammed into the upper body along his fists and arms, making Wei Wuji's face blush. It's not a shy red, but a surge of blood and some internal injuries. Although I didn't feel like vomiting blood, I was extremely uncomfortable. But at this time, he couldn't show the slightest, so he could only grit his teeth and stand so hard. If this blood is spit out, the strength will be discharged, and then there will be no power to fight back, and wait to be killed like a chicken.

"Good boy, it is worthy of being trained by the old Taoist priest, and it is not bad after all." In Wei Wuji's extremely wary eyes, the old man suddenly turned around and drifted away. His attitude really made Wei Wuji scratch his head, but he couldn't help but be vigilant, what kind of trick did he want to play.

"There is one thing I don't quite understand, and I want to give you an answer. With such strength, why should it be driven by others. All the attention was concentrated on his eyes, and the terrifying essence light flickered, looking at the back that was getting farther and farther away, Wei Wuji shouted loudly. Acquiring literary and martial arts and selling them to the emperor's family is certainly a thousand-year-old concept that has been ingrained in the world. But as a master who can be called a grandmaster, such a concept is not quite in line with that kind of pride.

"Even if you are the strongest in the world, there are always some things that cannot be refused, people who cannot be refused." The figure moving forward paused, and the faint figure was extremely clear into Wei Wuji's ears. The complex emotions in these words may only be experienced by him. Wei Wuji, at most, is just aware of it, without that kind of experience, empathy, how can he understand the complexity of his mood.

"Are you alright?" A anxious and worried figure appeared beside Wei Wuji, looked at Wei Wuji who was standing there, and asked in a deeply worried tone. Her cultivation is indeed not as profound as Wei Wuji, not to mention the older generation of masters who are already at the peak. But there was such a big movement between the two of them, if she hadn't noticed it, then her problem would be a bit big. The great movement of punches and kicks made passers-by look stupid, screaming and running home. However, this place is a residential area, and it is time to go to work at this moment, and nearly seventy or eighty percent of the population is not at home. The attention attracted by this big movement is not so troublesome.

"It's okay, it's almost, it's really just a little bit." The moment the tense body relaxed its breath, a slight tingling pain permeated from the top and bottom of the body. Taking a deep breath, calming the agitated qi and blood, and turning the strength of the strength, under the stimulation of this battle, there was a deeper and faster fusion.

This can be regarded as a kind of harvest, if he can continue to be so excited, maybe it won't be long before he can come back with all his strength.

But if you think about it, it's better not to use this risky way.

Thanks to this old man, maybe because of the old man, he didn't have the ultimate murderous intent, it was the kind of murderous intent that no matter the cost, even if he died together, he must completely kill Wei Wuji. If this kind of mentality really exists, Wei Wuji is really choking today.

"This damn thing, annoyed the old lady, and applied for the army to send out to seize it." Holding Wei Wuji, whose muscles trembled, sour and soft, and his breath was a little sluggish, Yuan Bing couldn't help but grit his teeth and click.

"There's such an old thing, after all, it's a sword hanging over your head." This time, maybe for the sake of the old Taoist, there is a trace of mercy on his subordinates. But he's still alive after all, if he does it again. Maybe I won't talk about this child's affection, and it is really not a good thing to put my net worth and life on the thoughts of others. But if he wants to recover, I'm afraid it will take a little time.

As for the trial again, regain your strength in the trial. Wei Wuji didn't think about it, but he was rejected by the system, or he was opposed to the suggestion. If the host insists on conducting a trial during the strength fusion period, then the moment it enters the trial, there will be a thing where the strength of the body will be weakened by fifty percent.

The so-called trial is a way for Wei Wuji's strength to increase, and under the premise of this strength growth, the strength he has will inevitably ensure the safety of his life. If it is 50% weak, then the crisis will also increase by 50%. It's a terrible thing.

"It seems that I have to go back to the mountain, and I haven't been back for many years to visit his old man." Wei Wuji's eyes flashed with a touch of determination, warmth, throughout his life of more than 20 years, even though he lived a lonely life and suffered some hardships, he also met many nobles who treated him sincerely.

"Humph! That old Taoist priest has accepted a good apprentice. The old man, who was walking halfway, suddenly snorted, raised his drooping palm, and looked at the fist prints in his palm, which were red and gradually turning black. With a sudden departure, it is naturally impossible to only consider the relationship between the old Taoist priests. If you really want to think about it, you should leave as soon as you meet, there is no need to fight like this.

The main reason is, of course, strength. Although Wei Wuji did not completely integrate the cultivation of strength, the so-called fusion is not only the fusion of cultivation, but also the integration of physical fitness.

In fact, it is originally one, and the cultivation of national art is qi, blood and body. Don't forget, Wei Wuji has obtained the old man in the National Art Pavilion, the inheritance of the three scriptures, and the strength that his physical fitness can exert is almost the same as his innate divine power.

With such strength, combined with the dark energy that has reached the peak bottleneck, it is really difficult to win Wei Wuji for a while. If he really wants to provoke this kid to fight hard, in fact, he also promises whether he can not hurt himself. You must know that death is the greatest fear, and some people are so frightened that they lose all their courage in the face of death. And some people, on the contrary, rise up all the strength to resist, and the potential to burst out is also quite huge.

Although the practice of national art is to cultivate one's self and delay aging, it is finally old. He didn't want anything to go wrong, and his only thought now was to be with him······ Even if I go down in the future, I will have a good explanation for her. The infinite sweetness and beauty in the eyes flashed, and the clear figure was engraved in the heart and soul for eternity.

"I've thought about it, go back to the mountain to find my master." Wei Wuji opened his mouth under Yuan Bing's puzzled gaze. Even if he can't invite his old man to the Taoist Temple, at least he should be able to find a way to solve it.

"Are you taking her back to Fang's house first? Or come with me to Master? "When one person leaves, it is necessary to arrange for the safety of two people. Without his own obstruction, with such an old man following and moving, it is simply a sheep in the mouth of a tiger.

"I'm going to give the girl and ask myself for a leave. In your state, go on the road alone, and don't dig the car into the ditch again. Looking at Yuan Bing's resolute movements, Wei Wuji smiled at the corner of his mouth, this hard-mouthed and soft-hearted woman.

"Big brother, are you alright? It's all my fault, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be ······." After quickly packing up everything and going out with Fang Yuan, who was still a little shocked, Yuan Bing directly occupied the driving position.

Fang Yuan, on the other hand, threw himself tightly into Wei Wuji's arms, causing Yuan Bing to stare at him with a warning glare for a while. That Senran's gaze focused on Wei Wuji's waist and abdomen.

"Ahem! What, I'm fine, don't cry like that. Wei Wuji coughed dryly and dragged the little girl with pear blossoms and rain out of his arms. It's impossible to ignore the threat from the waist and abdomen down.

"Anyway, where are you going to find your master? Where does he live? Yuan Bing glared at Wei Wuji again, and asked in a tone that returned to its normal state. To be able to teach such a master is definitely a transcendent worldly master. Being able to meet with Wei Wuji this time, I can't help but be a little excited when I think about it.

"You drive it first, and then wait until you get to the Fog Shadow Village under the Fog Shadow Mountain." Wei Wuji glanced at the navigation system displayed on the smart dashboard and said. The latest navigation system is good, such a long distance, such a somewhat remote place, can be found.

"Your master lives in the Fog Shadow Mountain? Then your apprentice is really not very good, just let him live in such an environment, one day as a teacher and a father for life, you are called unfilial piety. "Mount Mistage, as the name suggests, is a mountain that is shrouded in fog all year round. Such an environment must be humid. Young people live there, and they may get rheumatism after a long time, let alone an old man.

"You've wronged me, do you think I didn't want to let his old man go down the mountain? A few years ago, I was ······ I persuaded him to follow the old man down the mountain, but he was unwilling to live or die. I was so anxious that I even took a forced hand to take him down the mountain······ I can't beat it. ”

"Anyway, you just cut half of it, what do you want to say?" The sensitivity of the profession told Yuan Bing that there must be a story here.

"It's a bit inappropriate for you to ask, isn't it? Even the police don't have the right to snoop on other people's privacy, right? "What he can't say is the top secret, and he will rot in his stomach for eternity and eternity.

"Humph! If you don't say it, don't say it, sooner or later, I will be able to find out. ”