"Let's go, go to my house and sit down?" Wang Sheng warmly invited, "I haven't been back for a long time, it just so happens that the family is not lively, so I want to be more popular." ”

"Your ......"

Li Baifeng's face was strange: "I see, let's not go, let's change places." ”

As if he had thought of something, he quickly shook his head: "Your sister once took her best friend to your place to play, but the next day the Internet exploded, and the girl and your sister who were crazy people all over the world said that they desecrated the saint's residence. ”

"If it weren't for the statement above, it is estimated that I would have been beaten to death with a stick."

Li Baifeng shuddered, as if he had seen the scene of himself being killed: "Forget it, I still want to live a few more years." ”

"Uncle Li, who are you?" The wind calendar is a little unclear, and I don't know why the two suddenly met, and it seems that they are still very familiar.

"Is he?" Wang Sheng looked at the young man: "The talent is good, it's a pity." ”

"It's a bit of a pity, this kid can't do it." Li Baifeng sighed.

"No, I'm not talking about the Dao heart." Wang Sheng shook his head with a smile on his face: "He has hope to catch up with my grandfather and them, but it's a pity." ”

"You mean?" Li Baifeng was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Wang Sheng's face, not like a pity.

"Fool, don't kneel down and kowtow!"

He slapped the wind calendar on the back: "Hurry up, you're lucky, you have a big opportunity!" ”

"Who is he? Why should I kneel? "Feng Lifa is also an arrogant person, suddenly asked him to kneel, how is it possible.

"Fool, take a closer look, what is the difference between him and the statue outside!"

Li Baifeng scolded and pointed to a statue in the center of the square outside.

That is the statue of Wang Sheng, that is, the statue of the martial saint, as long as there is a place with a little origin, there must be such a one, showing that it has status!

The aliens once said that if you want to defeat the earthlings, you can easily do it with the head of their martial saint.

Feng Lifa raised his eyes, looked at the statue, and then looked at Wang Sheng carefully.

With the advancement of science and technology, the carvings of the monks are becoming more and more realistic, and this one nose, one mouth and one pair of eyes are carved vividly.

Compared with the important people in front of him, it's really ......

It seems like!

Suddenly, his heart trembled violently, and he pointed at Wang Sheng and was speechless.

"You...... You...... You are ......"

Wang Sheng nodded slightly, and was about to speak, but he didn't want the latter to pat his thigh:

"Son of a Martial Saint!"

My son of your sister.

Before Wang Sheng could speak, Li Baifeng had already slapped him on the head: "This is the Martial Saint himself!" Baby, don't you kowtow yet, waiting for others to regret it? ”

Repentance, repentance, repentance? The wind calendar has a flexible brain, and combined with the preface and afterword, he suddenly came to a conclusion, no matter how shocking it was at this time, he immediately knelt down and bowed heavily:

"The master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship!"

Wang Sheng's face was happy: "What to worship, my Wang family has a good relationship with your Feng family, come, call grandpa." ”

Forehead......

The wind calendar has a strange face, and this requirement is really ...... Skin.

Can such a person really teach a big man like Night Shatter Lingyun?

He couldn't help but be skeptical.

Okay, my sister is in a hurry, Brother Li, do you want to go together? Wang Sheng smiled and sent out an invitation.

Li Baifeng smiled and refused: "No, no, no, I still have to go back to restore my life, and this child will be handed over to you." ”

"Alright, we'll see you another day."

Wang Sheng left with the Wind Calendar, and the three-person team became a four-person team.

Xuan Ling glanced at the wind and couldn't say anything.

And Topia looked at it, but did not speak, and he played a taciturn role along the way.

"Here, please, you are going to Tianfu City in Shuzhou, we have prepared the fastest and smoothest plane, please come with me."

The reception staff left with a few people to take a special plane on the other side.

On the way, Wang Sheng had an inspection of the wind calendar.

"What kind of supernatural powers do you cultivate?" Slightly relieved, Wang Sheng asked.

"My supernatural power was originally going to cultivate a force to break through the ten thousand methods, but I couldn't push it halfway through."

Wang Sheng nodded slightly, "What does it look like, come out and take a look." ”

"I'm afraid I'll blow it up, it's so powerful that even if it's only half a style, it can split the mountain."

"Don't worry, I'm here, you'll just split there."

Wang Sheng pointed casually, it was a big mountain in front of him.

"That's Tarzan......"

The tone of the wind is a little weak. He didn't dare to split.

There are regulations around the world that monks are not allowed to destroy historical buildings, as well as scenic spots, relics, etc.

There was once a monk who was cornered by the military and threatened to blow up Songshan, but he was killed by the strong men who arrived ten minutes later.

That is a strong man cultivated by national resources, and it is far from being comparable to the wild way cultivated by the people only by relying on a book of Internet exercises.

"Split, something happened, I'm going around." Wang Sheng has that confidence.

Well, the other party is a martial saint, whatever he says is what, it's a big deal to ask the ancestor to carry it.

"Up!"

The wind couldn't shout violently, and the people leading the team in front of him trembled.

They all heard it, you are a big man, but you can't joke about Tarzan.

There was a little red light on the chest of the Wind Calendar Method, which emerged from the middle dantian, a little bit but with great energy.

"Whoa." There was a tidal wave of energy erupting here, and Wang Sheng frowned slightly, it was different from what he imagined.

Maybe he doesn't understand Yuanying, but he must understand it during the distraction period.

The Qiankun Ring gave him the knowledge of supernatural powers in advance, which is a creation that you sublimated after comprehending a rule to a certain realm.

There are strong and weak supernatural powers, all kinds of things, it all depends on your understanding of yourself.

Wang Sheng has not yet reached the realm of supernatural powers, so he has not realized his supernatural powers.

But which supernatural power is not the most terrifying thing he has mastered?

"Whew!"

Suddenly, this grain of light shot out, comparable to the speed of light to hit Mount Tai, with a fierce momentum and terrifying energy.

This is a nuclear bomb, a nuclear bomb of enrichment. It's just a bit of a problem that it shouldn't be so powerful.

It should be cohesive, and, more than one.

These were all calculated by Wang Sheng in an instant, and his talent was terrifying.

"Alright." He raised his hand slightly, froze at the light.

With a "snort", water and fire blended, and the powerful supernatural power was forcibly wiped out by his palm, and even a fart was louder than it.

"If you have a problem with your cultivation, tell me, is it because Dao Yi really can't solve the cultivation, or is there a better practice coming out?"

His brows furrowed, Dao Yi True Solution cultivation will definitely not cause this problem.

"Dao Yi really understands? That's what I cultivated. ”

The Wind Calendar Pharach replied honestly, not knowing why the Martial Saint would ask that.

He has cultivated until now, and he can no longer advance by leaps and bounds like he did in his previous realm.

"You memorize it for me. I think there's something wrong with your cultivation Dao Yi True Solution. ”

He realized the seriousness of the matter, and took out Zhang Ziming's wisdom brain from the Qiankun ring to search for it.

The wind calendar was memorized over and over again, and he compared it again and again, and his brows became tighter and tighter.

The wind couldn't carry it halfway, and suddenly heard a loud shout: "What the hell is the jb thing!" ! ”

(End of chapter)