At this time, he has achieved something in the Northern Spiritual Skill, Ling Bo Weibu is almost beginner, and there is a curtain to correct, there is basically no problem with the two kung fu, as long as he does not indiscriminately absorb the internal force of others, he will eventually become a generation of top masters.

Duan Yu has gained such a harvest in just a few days, in addition to Zhang Mu's guidance, his own talent is also amazing, and even a little perverted.

Thinking of the original plot, this guy can become a top master in addition to picking up girls, and Zhang Curtain calmed down, who made this guy the protagonist, and he is the kind of talent, luck, and peach blossom luck that are against the sky.

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In the South Wangfu of Dali Town, Zhang Mu has the identity of Duan Yu's eldest brother, so he was naturally given a grand hospitality, tasted all the local food, and was usually served by servants, so he was able to concentrate on learning and practicing martial arts.

In three days, he had adapted to the exercises he had just fused, and the dantian true qi had increased by a few points, and a second true qi mass had been opened up next to the tiger crane yin and yang true qi, which was specially used to temporarily contain, absorb, and refine the different true qi, and only the energy that had been completely refined would be returned to the ontological true qi.

In this way, it perfectly solves the drawbacks of the need to disperse and rebuild the Northern Shengong, and it is also beneficial to buffer the danger of river backflow.

The only thing missing now is to find someone to experiment with.

"It's a pity that you can't cultivate the Northern Spiritual Skill before killing the four wicked people, otherwise the skills of the four people will add up to a hundred years!"

Zhang Mu felt a little regretful, but thinking that there were still many masters, he secretly looked forward to it.

Since he left the trial world, he could only get 30% of the improvement effect here, so Zhang Mu was ready to suck as much as he could, as long as he didn't explode and die.

Looking at the exquisite and elegant palace, Zhang Mu didn't have much interest, but looked in the direction of Tianlong Temple, and muttered: "Gu Mozhi hurry up, get the six-vein divine sword, I still have to help Qiao Feng!" ”

Maybe it was his prayer that took effect, and in the afternoon, Duan Yu hurriedly ran over: "Big brother, you are strong in martial arts, but you have to help the younger brother." ”

"What's wrong?" Zhang Mu was a little excited in his heart.

"A Tibetan monk suddenly ran over and threatened to lend our Duan family's ancestral six-vein divine sword to Mr. Murong, my father and uncle are not opponents at all."

Duan Yu looked anxious, he didn't finish speaking, in fact, even the six great monks of the Heavenly Dragon Chamber were very jealous, and they lacked confidence in stopping Gu Mozhi.

"Is it inconvenient for me to intervene in this matter?"

Zhang Mu was embarrassed, but his heart was happy, he just needed to wait for Gu Mozhi to come over, otherwise there was really no reason to get close to the Six Veins Divine Sword.

Duan Yu shook his head and said disappreliantly: "You are my eldest brother, so you are not an outsider, please help the younger brother." ”

"Okay, since Brother Xian doesn't mind, I'll take a trip and see if the monk you said is really that powerful."

Then, Duan Yu happily took Zhang Mu to Tianlong Temple.

The two soon arrived at the ancient temple, just entered the door, they heard the sound of violent fighting, the green smoke in the main hall fluttered strangely, and there was a stalemate between the six people and a yellow-shirted monk, it turned out that several people were fighting fiercely.

The yellow-shirted monk on the opposite side was about fifty years old, wearing cloth shoes, with an ordinary face and a kind look, but his eyes flashed treacherous, with a greedy color, it was the Tubo state affairs Gu Mozhi, at this time in the face of six people, he was able to be calm, which shows how strong his martial arts are.

Among those six people, there is Duan Zhengming, the emperor of Baoding who Zhang Mu has met once, but he has been shaved as a monk at this moment, and his ring finger shoots out the six-vein divine sword from time to time, cooperating with the other five monks to deal with Gu Mozhi.

The other five people, the oldest at the head, are about to die, their faces are withered, they should be the masters of Kurong, and the other four are estimated to be the original cause, the original view, the original ginseng, and the original appearance.

"Fortunately, it's just the beginning, if it's a little later, I'm afraid I'm going to be burned by Ku Rong and the Six-Vein Divine Sword."

Thinking of this, Zhang Mu suddenly shouted, shaking the trees outside: "Gu Mozhi, you secretly learned my free sect martial arts, and you dare to show it!" ”

When he drank this, he immediately interrupted the contest of several people, and Gu Mozhi's face changed, and the little Wuxiang Gong he cultivated was indeed the kung fu of the Carefree School, so he was very weak-hearted.

But the Loose Sect is hidden in the world, how did this young man know, and before he could ask, Zhang Mu said with a murderous face:

"If you are not a disciple of my free sect, you can't learn the martial arts of your own sect privately, now are you abandoning your own martial arts, or will I do it?"

He looked righteous and awe-inspiring, and he hit the nail on the head, and everyone present believed it, including Kumachi.

"You...... You are talking nonsense! Gu Mozhi said with a weak heart, glaring at Zhang Mu, "Where did you come from?" Dare to disturb the competition between this monk and the high monk of Tianlong Temple! ”

The corner of Zhang Mu's mouth showed a sneer: "It's still covering up, the little Wuxiang Gong you practice, it is my free school mastery, and I am the best at imitating the martial arts of various factions, you just estimated that you have pretended to perform a lot of Shaolin stunts, right?" ”

As soon as he said this, Ku Rong and the others were all stunned, they were all surprised that Gu Mozhi was able to master so many Shaolin stunts, and it turned out that they were imitated by Xiao Wuxianggong.

Immediately, they believed Zhang Mu's words, and looking at this, Zhang Mu seemed to be here to deal with sect affairs, but they were not easy to interfere.

Several people looked at Duan Yu with an inquiring look, Duan Yu was also very confused at this time, he didn't expect that asking his eldest brother to come over to help him would make it look like this.

Zhang Mu's heart blossomed, he forcibly pulled hatred, what he wanted was this effect, otherwise he would not give face to others if he intervened rashly.

Jianghu people have the best face, and if you help on other people's turf, it may not be acceptable, but it will make Kurong and a few people ashamed.

Therefore, he once again exerted his acting skills and began to fool Dafa. It's just that this Gumo Zhizhen has learned Xiao Wuxiang Gong, and he has the Northern Shengong and Ling Bo Weibu in his body, and he is perfectly pretending to be a wave of Xiaoyao Sect heirs.

Gu Mozhi was speechless, he could only snort, a murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and with a wave of his palm, the strength in his body was accumulated, and the flame knife was cast, and he punched out with a sharp palm.

Boom!

Zhang Mu turned around to dodge, and Gu Mozhi's invisible palm power was like a knife, shattering the stone slab next to Zhang Mu.

"Good hand!"

The flame knife is actually a palm method, which is a method that condenses the internal force into the palm edge and hurts people in the air with weak strength, which is similar to the six-vein divine sword.

If you can cultivate to the peak, most of them will not be worse than the Six-Vein Divine Sword, but this guy is too greedy to covet the Six-Vein Divine Sword.

Kumachi was praised by Zhang Mu, but he was not very happy, because he swung his palm power from time to time, and the ground was pitted, but it did not hurt Zhang Mu at all.

Especially Zhang Mu's weird and fluttering light skills, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but say: "Ling Bo Weibu, you are really a person from the free faction!" ”

"Or else!" Zhang Mu was noncommittal, unwilling to dodge anymore, and stepped out in one step, bullying himself to the front of Gu Mozhi, wanting to take down the other party.

"What about the carefree faction, at such a young age, can it still be an opponent of this monk?"