"In my opinion, I'm afraid it was the devil who did it."

Master Yilan spoke slowly, and everyone looked over.

"Yes, I feel that way, too. Didn't Mei Chaofeng say that the direction that person came from was this direction? ”

Ouyang Feng looked at the figure beside Huang Yaoshi, Mei Chaofeng, who was dressed in black and had dull pupils, came back to his senses, glanced at the master, and then nodded.

"Let's catch up now? The old urchin doesn't know if he has broken through, if he doesn't wait for him, with his temperament, I'm afraid he ......"

"Old beggar, we must join forces, and there is no one in the world who cannot be killed. Let's go together, if you don't kill this person, I, Ouyang Feng, will not be able to raise my head for the rest of my life. ”

He silently looked at the green grass in the distance, Huang Yaoshi felt it, put his hands behind his back, and looked at it with a dull gaze......

In the distance, six figures stumbled over and jumped into the eyes of the five!

King Kong Sect, the rain of arrows soared into the sky.

An emaciated little monk hid in the corner, watching the senior brothers and masters fall one by one with a frightened face. He cried and mourned, hugged the package in his arms, and did not dare to say a word.

He couldn't understand why they were all grassland people, but they did something to the vajra sect, the protector of the grassland.

That Great Khan, called Temujin, didn't he want to get help from the Vajra Sect?

Puff ......,

When he was sluggish, an iron arrow fell from the sky and stabbed obliquely into the little monk's chest. There was blood at the corner of his mouth, he looked down, staring at the trembling arrow tail and his heart was cold: "I didn't expect my golden wheel to die like this, master, I am ashamed of your expectations." ”

He touched the cheats in his arms and silently closed his eyes.

The sky was full of arrows, and it was enough to shoot a cup of tea before stopping.

Lu Yun was dressed in white and walked leisurely towards the mountain.

Behind them, thousands of cavalry were in a tight array, guarding the golden carriage in the center, and they didn't move.

Lu Yun walked into the Vajra Sect, looked at the rough buildings around him, and went straight to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The people of the Vajra Sect are all dead, and the walls are pierced by iron arrows, and no one can stop them.

This is an iron arrow that Lu Yun specially asked Temujin to build in order to deal with the dragon elephant Praruogong. Now, it seems to be working well.

The dragon elephant is like a skill, and Lu Yun came to the grassland for this divine skill. Fooling Temujin is just a matter of convenience.

Strange to say, among the surrounding herdsmen, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong is extremely widespread, and many people know the cultivation method. Lu Yun collected some and verified it, but found that all the exercises that were circulated were the same.

He studied simply, but he was a little depressed. These exercises were too time-consuming to cultivate, and Lu Yun felt that something was wrong.

That's why he brought people to the Vajra Sect.

In the Scripture Pavilion, Lu Yun pushed open the stone door and walked in. There were countless classics on the dazzling bookshelves, and Lu Yun simply flipped through them, not interested. Rushed to the stone platform in the center and grabbed a booklet on it.

"The dragon is like a !!"

Lu Yun flipped it open, looked at it carefully, and frowned slightly. But I saw that this exercise was exactly the same as the one that had been circulated, and there was nothing wrong with it. Lu Yun was disappointed in his heart, but when he was depressed, his eyes lit up and he saw the annotations behind.

These annotations turned out to be the cultivation experience of generations of cultivators.

"Sure enough, I said why did the Vajra Sect dare to spread the exercises. I'm afraid that in addition to the difficulty of cultivating this exercise, it's more about self-confidence. No wonder so many people go crazy, it turns out to be so ......"

The more Lu Yun looked at it, the more pleased he became, his physical strength had reached a limit. Now, there is finally hope for a breakthrough. He believes that this breakthrough will allow him to break through the innate situation.

The dragon elephant is like a gong, and it is rumored that it has the power of a dragon elephant.

After Lu Yun saw it, he shook his head slightly, but nodded in admiration.

This exercise is a bit exaggerated to talk about the power of the dragon elephant. However, with the power of elephants, it can still be done.

The front is full of external cultivation, from the outside to the inside, refining the physical body, and the internal force is self-generated. Later, he developed the meridians, found another way, and cultivated all the lower body and head, reaching the point where the top and bottom are the same, and the inside and outside are round.

Lu Yun understands that cultivating the brain like this, it is no wonder that countless people in history have gone mad. Is the head something that can be moved casually?

Fortunately, his mental power is different from ordinary people, and he has a great grasp.

The first ten layers are no longer useful to Lu Yun. The cultivation behind is the right one.

However, for the sake of safety, Lu Yun began to cultivate from beginning to end. Fortunately, his physical body was already strong, with a huge strength of two thousand catties and a strong physical body, he cultivated to the tenth layer in just one month. Lu Yun's body is even more perfect, his skin is like snow, and it is extremely soft. looks like a weak scholar, but it bursts out with earth-shattering power.

"We have to find a safe place."

Lu Yun squinted, there were thirteen layers of Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, and if he wanted to cultivate, he had to consider his own safety.

It just so happened that thousands of iron horsemen had spent a month here, and it was time to go back and teach Temujin a lesson, lest he do something disgusting to himself.

As soon as he thought of it, Lu Yun left immediately, chasing after thousands of people, and three days later, finally after a big battle, Lu Yun caught up with Temujin.

That night, Lu Yun lay in Temujin's big tent, holding a few beautiful women with snowy skin in his arms and laughing. Outside the tent, Temujin, with a black face, stood at the door with a scimitar in his hand, guarding the door motionlessly.

In the early morning of the next day, Lu Yun called Temujin: "Temujin, you have to speed up, you will never be able to fight the West in your life." ”

Temujin lowered his head, didn't even look at his wife on the bed, bent down and said, "Mr. Lu, I know." ”

"Well, in the near future, I will stay and practice. You go all the way to the west first, and after I cultivate, I will chase you. By the way, I think Hua Zheng has good qualifications, so stay with me as an apprentice. ”

With just a daughter, how could Temujin care?

Immediately, he nodded with joy on his face. In the afternoon of the same day, he took people away, leaving Lu Yun and the golden carriage to rest at the station.

Temu was eager in his heart: "There must be more troops, I don't believe it, you can stop 100,000, 200,000 and 500,000......"

He wanted to take advantage of Lu Yun's practice to expand rapidly, and then fight back.

In the West, how can there be a Central Plains?

But Temujin never dreamed that his time was running out.

The grass was withered and yellow, and the weather was cold. On the grasslands, strong winds change frequently.

In the rag tent, the blind man nibbled on the half-cooked mutton, sighed and said, "Little sister, why are you doing this? Don't mention the humiliation that person gave you, just by joining forces, you won't have a reason to survive. ”

In the corner, Han Xiaoying was tied up with a rope, and looked at Ke Blind with a painful expression: "Big brother, just let me go, I know he's bad, but, but I can't come back." ”

"Then why did you come back?" A pained man stared at Han Xiaoying, with a green rag hat on his head and ears retracted.

Han Xiaoying's face was complicated when she heard this: "I already regret it......"

And Lu Yun finally waited for the desired wind direction. The corner of his mouth coldly took out the torch and threw it into the prepared hay. For a time, the fire burned the sky, driven by the strong wind, and spread all the way along the yellowed blades of grass.

"No, burn the grass, you can still come back." He stared at the direction in which Temujin had left and said coldly.

My head hurts, and I feel like I've been spelling it out lately. Hey, it's so tangled, I'd better write Papapa, it's really painful to be anything else.

(End of chapter)