After making an appointment with the sect master of the Great Rakshasa Sect, Bei Ying Lei and his party set foot on the road to the Nangong family again, but there were two more people in the team, Leva and Wu Yong. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You bad guy, how dare you do this to me!" Wu Yong rode a horse alone, and kept cursing Bei Ying Lei in the back, looking at his riding skills, he was obviously not proficient, and the horse was driven crookedly by him.

Since the sect master entrusted his son to the Northern Thunder, Wu Yong can be regarded as a blood mold, he has been pampered since he was a child, he thought that the Northern Thunder would be like those descendants of the Great Rakshasa Sect, and he wanted to give him Yu, but he didn't expect that the Northern Thunder didn't like him at all, and he had to do everything himself.

Wu Yong, as the only son of the sect master of the Great Rakshasa Sect, has been loved by thousands of people since he was a child, when he has endured hardships and done things, but Bei Minglei wants him to solve it by himself.

The food must be found by oneself and eaten by oneself, no matter how unpalatable Wu Yong is, it must be eaten and not wasted.

In terms of living, Bei Yinglei asked him to take care of himself, spread the quilt by himself, wash his clothes by himself, and no one took care of him.

After hitting the road, Wu Yong could not ride a horse, and asked to ride in a carriage or ride with Lewa, but was rejected by Beiminglei.

can't go to school, Bei Yinglei specially arranged for Wentian to teach Wu Yong, but it's a pity that Wu Yong's eldest young master has a temper and always contradicts Wentian, and what Wentian hates the most is the second ancestor, so naturally he won't give Wu Yong a good look.

The two quarreled all the way, but Bei Ying Lei didn't stop it, but found it interesting.

"Hero I, the sect master of the Great Rakshasa Sect, how can there be a son like you who can't even ride a horse!" Bei Minglei said to Wu Yong disdainfully.

"Humph!" Wu Yong stopped talking, but focused on how to train the horse that sat down, and Bei Minglei found that Wu Yong had great respect for his father, but he would not do anything that would disgrace his father.

Wu Yong was provoked by Bei Ying Lei's words, so he stopped complaining, and the effect was excellent.

Lewa watched the Northern Darkness Thunder train Wu Yong, and she never intervened, on the one hand, because Wu Yong has grown a lot under the training of the Northern Darkness Thunder these days, at least she is a lot more self-reliant, and on the other hand, it is also because she also has her own troubles, that is, Nangong Tiexin and North Darkness Snow.

Since Lewa joined the ranks of the North Thunder group, she has shown incredible care for the North Thunder, and it can even be said that she cares for her.

Lewa is interested in Bei Ying Lei, everyone sees it, but it angers two other women, Bei Ying Xue, the sister of Bei Ying Lei, and Nangong Tiexin, who is dressed as a man.

Bei Mingxue didn't want her sister-in-law to be from the Western Regions, and Nangong Tiexin's attitude was very intriguing.

After the sun goes down, everyone is in the wild, set up camp, raise a fire, and then prepare food, fortunately, they are all martial arts masters, the mountains and forests are full of game, and soon set up a bonfire to roast game.

Wu Yong was forced by the Northern Thunder to find a few mushrooms from the woods to roast and eat, and as soon as Lewa saw the Northern Thunder sitting in front of the fire to roast food, she sat beside him and offered courtesy, fanning him and lighting a fire for him.

"Brother, are you thirsty?" Bei Mingxue took the initiative to insert between Bei Minglei and Lewa, handed him a water bag, and then sat down, regardless of Lewa's ugly face.

Lewa is from the Western Regions, the people are open, and if she likes Beiminglei, she behaves very directly, but Beiyingxue can't get used to this kind of dissolute woman, and always prevents Lewa from getting close to her brother.

How could Bei Minglei not see the careful thinking of the two girls, but he always had Xiao Yue'er in his heart, and he didn't know how to refuse Lewa, so he simply let Bei Mingxue block in the middle.

Nangong Tiexin was on the other side of the North Thunder, and when he saw Lewa eating deflated, he snorted proudly, and roasted the pheasant happily.

Seeing the attitude of the Northern Stygian Snow Thunder, Lewa bowed her head gloomily, she didn't see that the Northern Stygian Thunder didn't like her, but she wouldn't give up so easily when it came to emotional matters.

Wen Tian on the side took in the attitudes of several people, but lowered his head to concentrate on roasting food, and when he saw Wu Yong roasting mushrooms alone, he immediately sneered.

"I didn't expect the great Rakshasa sect master's martial arts to be world-famous, but my son is so useless, he can't even hunt game, it's really a useless ghost!"

"You!" Wu was in a hurry, threw away the mushroom in his hand, and roared at Wentian: "If I know martial arts, how can I not fight wild meat!"

"Huh!" Asking the heavens puzzled: "You are the only son of the sect master, why didn't he teach you martial arts?"

Although he has never fought against him, he can feel that the strength of the sect master is strong, and he is not under the Northern Thunder, but he does not teach his son martial arts, which is really incomprehensible.

Wu Yong lowered his head gloomily, not knowing how to answer the question of asking the sky.

"My eldest brother didn't let Ah Yong practice martial arts since he was a child, and he didn't let others teach him!" Lewa also puzzled: "Big brother has never explained the reason!"

Everyone was puzzled, and the only one who knew the truth was the Northern Thunder who had read the original book.

"That's because of the twenty-seven limit!"

Everyone was attracted by Bei Ying Lei's words, especially Lewa and Wu Yong.

"How did you know about the twenty-seven limit?"

Bei Ying Lei did not answer Lewa's words, but said to himself:

"The Great Rakshasa Sect's Zhenjiao Divine Skill "Rakshasa Kui" passed down from ancient times is derived from the Rakshasa God, which belongs to the gods and martial arts, and the successive sect leaders can't escape the twenty-seven limits as long as they practice divine skills!"

The secret of his own divine skills was revealed from an outsider, and Wu Yong was shocked: "How can you know so much!"

Bei Ying Lei waved his hand to calm Wu Yong, and then said: "Divine martial arts, mortal cultivation will be affected, the deeper the cultivation of divine skills, the heavier the poison!"

"A mortal body is mortal, and he can't bear his domineering yang energy, and he hurts himself before he hurts the enemy, so the sect master has never lived to be twenty-seven years old!"

"Rakshasa Kui's yang qi is too heavy, so if a man's cultivation of yin and yang is unbalanced, he will be injured by his excess yang qi, and he will also poison future generations, so that he will be born with a cause, even if he doesn't practice divine skills, he will not live to be twenty-seven years old!"

"Because the woman is the body of Xuanyin, she will not be affected by it!"

Lewa said suddenly: "That's why the eldest brother didn't let Ah Yong practice "Rakshasa Kui."

"Even if you don't practice divine skills, there is a half chance that you won't live to be twenty-seven years old!" Bei Ying Lei shook his head.

"Your father came to the Central Plains this time because the twenty-seven limit is approaching, on the one hand, he is looking for a master and fighting at the peak before he dies, and on the other hand, he wants to find a famous doctor for you to solve the twenty-seven limit!"

"That's why you've set a three-month period!" Lewa said suddenly.

"Big young master! Useless ghosts can still be saved! Although Wentian has been arguing with Wu Yong, he cares about him, after all, he is just a child.

Wu Yong was moved, but he didn't care about his own safety, but about his father.

"Is my father still saved?"

Bei Ying Lei replied regretfully: "The sect master's martial arts practice is too deep, and there is no cure!"

"It's you, do you want to practice martial arts!"