In fact, what the young Mao Qingfeng didn't know at that time was that he actually had atmospheric luck, and he was very rebellious, but if his friends and relatives around him were not hard enough, then he was sorry, he could only be restrained, and then turned into fertilizer for his growth.

The old Taoist priest who saved Mao Qingfeng stood there quietly, waiting for Mao Qingfeng to wake up.

After about half an hour, Mao Qingfeng slowly woke up, and the first thing he woke up to was to stretch out his hand and pinch himself.

Mao Qingfeng didn't seem to believe this fact, but when Mao Qingfeng opened his eyes and saw the motionless zombie and the corpse on the ground, he finally knew that it was not a nightmare but a real thing.

Suddenly, Mao Qingfeng's heart seemed to be touched, and then Mao Qingfeng's nose was sour and he wanted to cry, and then the long voice came out:

"Boy! Don't cry, people can't be resurrected after death, burn them early, lest you become zombies and harm people again. ”

Mao Qingfeng didn't dare to take a breath when he heard the Taoist priest's words, nodded his head, and then went out with the corpse on the ground.

……

Then the old Taoist priest went to the neighborhood and called people, and then many people came to help, and there were also some ill-intentioned people who wanted to take advantage, and the old Taoist priest saw it, and directly broke his hands and feet and threw it out.

At the same time, the old Taoist priest also said to the others: "If anyone dares to steal anything again, it will be like this." Even the money of the dead wants to be stolen, and there is no humanity left? ”

After speaking, he didn't care about the muttering of the crowd, and walked straight into the house with Mao Qingfeng.

As soon as they entered the house, the two of them, one old and one young, sat in the room, staring at each other with big eyes, and neither of them spoke.

I don't know how many hours have passed, Mao Qingfeng only feels sore when he sits.

At this moment, the old Taoist chief didn't know if he couldn't help but speak again and asked:

"Is there anyone left in your house?"

"It's gone." Then Mao Qingfeng told his origin and experience to the old Taoist chief.

After Mao Qingfeng finished speaking, the old Taoist nodded,

After thinking for a while, he said:

"Boy, I see that you have amazing bones, a special physique, and a good character. It's a cultivation material, are you willing to worship me as a teacher? ”

Mao Qingfeng replied happily after hearing this: "The master is above, accept my worship." ”

Mao Qingfeng said and got up and was about to kowtow and bow down, but with a wave of the long right hand in the void, Mao Qingfeng felt that his body was held up by some force.

This made Mao Qingfeng very surprised in an instant, and it also increased his interest in learning the Dao Fa greatly.

"Don't worry, don't worry, you listen to me first. I am the eighteenth generation head of the Maoshan faction......"

Then Mao Qingfeng knew who his master was.

After that, the old Taoist gave part of the money of the fifth master's family to the people, and took the other part to Mao Qingfeng to Mao Mountain.

After that, Mao Qingfeng followed the old Taoist to learn the Tao in Maoshan, he has been in retreat for many years because of his physique, but his physique is really powerful, he is only in his early thirties this year, and the old Taoist is his master who went to the immortal a few years ago.

Shangguan Xu Yang couldn't help but sigh at the impermanence of life and things when he heard the story about Mao Qingfeng, and couldn't help but think of himself, if he didn't get the system, maybe he would be a poor dick, eating and waiting for death at school all day, and then find a job after graduation, marry an ordinary woman and go home for the rest of his life.

Then Shangguan Xu Yang took out the medicinal materials he had prepared in advance, and then waited for the various interested people of the Maoshan faction to come out to discuss the alchemy.

One of them proposed: "It's better to let Senior Brother Shangguan Xu Yang compete with Senior Brother in charge, and by the way, let us see the innate power." ”

"Good! All right! In this way, it can also promote the prestige of our Maoshan faction. An outer gate elder followed.

"This ......" Mao Qingfeng, the head of the Maoshan faction, seemed to be a little undecided, although he was the head of the sect, he didn't know too much about the temper of this new junior brother, but he just listened to what Uncle Nine said to the four eyebrows.

And he didn't know that Shangguan Xu Yang's martial artist was born with the Dao the day before yesterday, and was strong and weak?

Shangguan Xu Yang also seemed to see that Mao Qingfeng was a little embarrassed, Shangguan Xu Yang knew that he was thinking about himself, his heart warmed, and said:

"It's all up to the senior brother in charge."

Shangguan Xu Yang gave Mao Qingfeng a step, Mao Qingfeng nodded, thinking that this little junior brother still knows how to observe words and looks, not bad.

"Then it's decided, it's set on the fifteenth of this month, and when the time comes, invite nearby sects to come and watch the battle." Mao Qingfeng said.

"Yes," they replied.

Shangguan Xu Yang lived on the top of the Maoshan faction, during which he discussed and exchanged with the elders and senior brothers, and benefited a lot, plus some of his views and insights.

It's gradually time for the competition, and the head Mao Qingfeng also came to ask him what his strength was, but Shangguan Xu Yang didn't know either, in the past, he used to use firearms and internal force at most.

I don't know much about my true strength, but congenital is congenital, although it is knocked out of medicine, but the strength is definitely not weak.

On the day of the competition, I saw that the Maoshan faction was all in order, some were welcoming guests outside, and some were arranging the venue, which looked quite like a big school.

Shangguan Xu Yang changed into a blue and white linen cloth after bathing and changing, holding a Tang knife, which was the best material he used in the super body, and the Tang knife he designed was extremely sharp.

Blowing hair and breaking hair, cutting gold and jade, not to mention the key, can bless mental power.

That's right, this is his hole card, blessed with telekinesis, he used to directly use telekinesis to control objects for power, and he later found that if the opponent's reaction ability is fast, he can't hit the opponent at all, and this method is too consuming of mental power.

Shangguan Xu Yang's current telekinesis is stronger than the three protagonists in the original movie combined, but he also has a drawback, that is, the attack cannot be concentrated, and he can only control objects for physical attacks.

Spiritual attacks are only illusions, this is not what Shangguan Xu Yang wants, he combined with the study of the past few days, he knows how his Maoshan swordsmanship and some spiritual treasures can send out terrifying attacks, the better the spiritual treasures, the greater the attack power.

Shangguan Xu Yang wanted to try the power of his new move today.

I saw that the disciples of the Maoshan faction had set up a large circle in the center of the venue, and inside was a magic circle, and the ground was made of cyan patterned marble, which was extremely hard, which was very suitable for strong people like Shangguan Xu Yang and Mao Qingfeng to compete.

When all the major sects came, Uncle Nine came to the stage to announce the start of the competition.

First of all, Mao Qingfeng stepped on the stage, one step to say four or five meters away, three steps and two steps to the test platform, but the platform in order to let the bystanders see more clearly, so it was about two meters higher than the flat ground, only to see Mao Qingfeng's right leg shake, the figure jumped up four or five meters high, just fell in the center of the test platform impartially.

"What a coquettish pace!" Someone in the audience exclaimed.

"It's the devil's pace! It's the devil's pace! Someone in the audience exclaimed.

Devil's Pace: It is a kind of devil's body method, walking like a devil's ghost, lightning fast.

Shangguan Xu Yang heard that it was the devil's pace, it was the devil's pace, and he couldn't help but think of a brainwashing divine comedy written by a man who was also a dick in reality.

--Skateboard shoes...

Shangguan Xu Yang's vulgar brain made up for a while, and he looked at the test platform, only to see Mao Qingfeng standing straight in the center of the stage with his eyes closed, as if a divine weapon was about to cut heaven and earth.

At this time, as the leader of the Maoshan faction, his momentum was vividly volatile.