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Song Ming held his right wrist and sneered:

"Shameless...... Are you old man embarrassed to talk about me? Say, "Who are you?" ”

The old man coughed with difficulty:

"You threaten me? I've opened the Martial Heaven Dao for you! Come and get your sword, and get out of here...... If you don't mention the sword, you can kill me. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Song Ming was shocked, it turned out that Wu Tiandao was real, and even the name was not wrong, Zhou Hongyi, the old man, was a bit level!

It's just that for the old man's proposal, Song Ming couldn't agree:

"Do I look like a pig?".

With that, he threw himself away.

The old man hurriedly shouted:

"Hey, don't go......"

The old man's eyes suddenly froze, his eyes were like torches, and he muttered to himself:

"Tilager, is this your trick?"

……

Greed sometimes dies.

Song Ming knows this very well, if the goal is to live to the end of the universe, people can't be too greedy, and it is his style to accept it when he sees it, and for him, the fact that he has opened the Martial Heaven Dao itself is a greater gain than any Dao sword magic weapon-

All of the above is.

Songming turned away because of his instinct for danger, and his instinct told him:

This old man won't be simple!

This sword won't be easy either!

For every second he spent by the old man's side, his nervousness increased by one point, and the probability of death increased by one percentage point!

So he turned and left, without taking a "cloud" with him, and followed the passage back to his confinement.

After that, he applied for a new set of prison clothes from the boy who delivered the food, and after a few days of recuperation, when his right wrist was completely connected and his right fist was as full as ever, he got out of bed and walked to the iron fence.

Different from the force that exists like chaos, the Dao force is very clear, with the "Ten Dao" as its form, the "Dao Force" as its quality, and the "Dao Cang" as its quantity...... It's a pity that these familiar common senses, Song Ming can still only try to understand, but can't understand.

Because Wutian Dao has no Dao power!

Completely different from the "Ten Dao", the Martial Heaven Dao does not have any display on the root of the Dao, and only oneself knows the opening of the Martial Heaven Dao, and others can only infer it, but cannot directly identify it.

And the most intuitive feeling of opening the Martial Heaven Dao is-

You can clearly feel the blood flow in your body!

This is the logo of blood, as if every drop of blood carries neurons, and you can experience the **** feeling of blood flowing to every capillary.

Songming closed his eyes, spit out, and opened his eyes.

It feels like a freshman!

Not only himself, but for him, the world is a new shape.

The only thing left to do now is to get out there and see this new world!

For Song Ming at this moment, the biggest benefit of opening the Martial Heaven Dao was that the "Nine Styles of Blood Passage" that he had practiced for more than twenty years was finally about to come into play.

At this moment, what appeared in front of him was a thick and heavy iron bar.

If Song Ming wants to break the fence and escape from prison, the most convenient thing is the "hand blade" in the nine styles.

As the name suggests, the hand is used as a knife.

Song Ming adjusted his breathing, put on a good posture, and was about to split his palm obliquely, when the light and sound stone above his head suddenly came with an urgent news:

"The dean Zhenren has successfully crossed the catastrophe and officially become the only iQue Realm warrior in this galaxy, and he has specially ordered amnesty for all the gates today."

"Huh?"

Song Ming stood in front of the iron railing, his iron palm hanging in the air for a long time, and finally put it down.

Amnesty? So what is the reason for the hard work of digging tunnels for more than 20 years?

Hard work does not necessarily pay off, and not working hard does not necessarily mean that there is no gain...... Fortunately, in the vast majority of cases, hard work is better than no effort.

Because the Martial Heavenly Dao has been >

……

Song Ming gave up escaping from prison, and then was hooded by a black cloth and taken to the door of dormitory 421.

The previous space rings and keys were also returned.

Squeak open the door, the dormitory was empty, Song Ming came to his private storage room, I didn't think that twenty-two years have passed, and the two block letters "Song Ming" on it are still shining, not reducing the year.

When I opened the storage room, I saw that the contents were still there.

A sword that has been rusted; A set of changing robes and boots was already dusty; A copy of "The Eternal Kingdom", which was very old before, is now as old as ever.

Today is class day, and although Song Ming has been imprisoned for many years, he has not been expelled from the academy, so he still has to attend class.

With this thought of this, he changed into a samurai robe, put on his book, picked up his sword, and went straight to the Valley of the Wind, and without a few steps, he turned back and climbed onto the roof, and by that time his little plane was already covered with moss, and small flowers and grass were emerging from the cracks in the machine.

Song Ming opened the cabin, sat in the mud-covered driver's seat, started the engine, pushed the gear knob, and the whole machine rang out, the lights flickered, and the muddy steam exploded with a boom, and slowly climbed into the sky.

For more than 20 years, the industrial quality of this world is really amazing.

……

Matsuming returns to the Valley of the Winds.

parked the old plane in the corner of the bamboo platform,

A disciple of the seventh order and above of the Kaiyuan Dynasty is participating in the Dragon Hunting Conference in the Dark Forest.

Of the more than ninety disciples who were still in class, a small half of them had joined the samurai academy after Songming was imprisoned, and no one knew this young man flying the plane; The other half will not remember this disciple who was locked up after only half a year of classes more than 20 years ago, even if he still remembers the things that caused a sensation in the whole galaxy back then, when he saw the song in front of him at this moment, he would not immediately think of the young man at that time.

Things are not people, and time is such a cruel thing.

Among the more than ninety disciples, only Song Dabao and Zhao Xiaochuan were still looking at Song Ming in a daze, and when they saw the familiar plane, their eyes were red, and they were stunned and speechless.

Zhong Zhide is still the same as he has been for more than 20 years, there has been no change at all, and his eyesight is as bad as ever:

"Which major are you a disciple of? How dare you fly to school? ”

Song Ming arched his hand:

"Disciple Songming, I've seen the teacher."

Zhong Zhide was stunned for a long time, and suddenly thought of today's amnesty for the head of the gate, and suddenly remembered the events of more than 20 years.

At that time, after Song Ming beat Jia Renwu to death, Zhong Zhide, as a law enforcement officer on the spot and Song Ming's teacher, was held accountable by the Discipline Hall because of poor supervision, and even had his teacher's license revoked for a time.

Thinking of this, Zhong Zhide was angry, but his face was as cold as usual:

"Songming...... It turned out to be you! More than 20 years later, do you know what is wrong? ”

"The disciple knows his mistake."

"How can you not kneel when you know your mistakes?"

As the saying goes, a man has gold under his knees.

Song Ming has never knelt to anyone in his life, never knelt to the sky, never knelt to the ground, never knelt to his parents, never knelt to the dead, this is not because he has any noble cleanliness, it is purely because he wasted the time of the Qingming Festival in the Internet café.

Dignity and the like, Song Ming has always looked at it very lightly, even a little too lightly.

thought that the other party was his teacher after all, and he could afford to be the object of his "virgin kneeling".

Thinking like this, he scratched the stubble on the top of his head helplessly, loosened his legs, and knelt down lazily.

Before he knelt on the ground, suddenly a sword flew and plunged straight into his knee.

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