"Poof! I can't imagine that Bai will also be beaten so badly one day!"

Bai Mu slowly stood up from the mound, looked at the white marks all over his body, spat out a mouthful of blood, and called out "black bricks" while laughing miserably.

Black bricks!

Host: Shiraki

Iron cloth body: 10th layer, 0%, a total of 11 layers

Credibility: 1952.7

"The iron cloth body of the ninth layer can't beat you, so what about the tenth layer?"

Bai Mu looked at the black brick in front of him, and pointed at the progress percentage, and in an instant, the points on the credibility dropped rapidly, 1902.7, 1802.7, 1602.7, 1440.7.

Black bricks!

Host: Shiraki

Iron cloth body: 11th layer, 0%, a total of 11 layers

Reliability: 1440.7

As the 512 points of trust on the black brick disappeared, Bai Mu's entire body instantly rose from six feet to eight feet, becoming an African refugee as tall as two meters and six meters, and at the same time, a strong momentum poured out from his body, and the coercion dispersed to the surroundings, forcing Niu Thirteen, Jing Wuming and others to quickly retreat dozens of meters.

"Hmm, can you still break through? Isn't the white pavilion master's iron cloth body only nine layers? Could it be that there is also a tenth layer?!"

Shangguan Jinhong asked slowly, but the movements of his hands were not slow.

Bang bang!

I saw two golden rainbows flash in the air, hitting Bai Mu's head with lightning speed, and at the same time, leaving an afterimage in the air, Shangguan Jin Hong, who came to Bai Mu in an instant, clenched his big hand and slammed it into Bai Mu's chest.

Clang!!!

In the resonance of gold and stone, Shangguan Jinhong's left hand covered his right hand, which was a little painful, and quickly retreated, while Bai Mu showed his big white teeth, leaned forward suddenly, and his right arm with thick legs was tense, and he blasted towards Shangguan Jinhong with force.

Rumble!

Under the vigorous force of the sudden twofold increase of the white wood, Shangguan Jinhong flew backwards at great speed like an arrow off the string, crashing into a hundred-year-old tree dozens of meters away, and countless snow fell.

"Poof, ahem......"

Shangguan Jinhong covered his small waist as if it was about to break, and slowly helped the old tree to stand up, and at this time, Bai Mu also slowly walked over and punched down in Shangguan Jinhong's frightened eyes!

The huge black fist broke through the air, Shangguan Jinhong suddenly endured the sharp pain in his waist, his hands were forward, and an illusory golden ring full of domineering instantly appeared in his hand, facing Bai Mu's big hand.

"The Third Ring!"

Rumble!

With a loud bang, Shangguan Jinhong desperately vomited blood and flew upside down, while Bai Mu was also swept back by a powerful force for more than ten meters.

"This power, this is the martial will of a martial artist!" On the ground, Bai Mu stood up unscathed, and then quickly ran to Shangguan Jinhong, grabbed Shangguan Jinhong's neck and lifted him from the ground.

"I admit ......it" Shangguan Jinhong opened his eyes weakly, looked at Bai Mu, and was about to admit defeat, however, what kind of person is Bai Mu, Bai Mu is a very generous person, and he is also a very stingy person, so he ......

Boom!

"I told you to slap Lao Tzu in the face!"

Boom!

"I told you to slap Lao Tzu in the face!"

Boom!

"I told you to slap Lao Tzu in the face!"

Bang bang bang!!

"Call you ......"

So, in the next half an hour, Shangguan Jinhong was like a poor sandbag, constantly destroyed by Bai Mu.

However, Bai Mu still paid great attention to controlling his strength, trying to leave an indelible shadow on Shangguan Jinhong without putting Shangguan Jinhong to death.

"Whew, now, everyone is comfortable!" Bai Mu said as he threw the tattered ragdoll-like Shangguan Jinhong on the ground, slowly controlling his body to shrink to six feet.

"Lose!"

On the ground, Shangguan Jinhong's pig-like face showed a small slit in his eyes, looked at Bai Mu, and spit out the word "lose" stubbornly.

"Uh, Shangguan Gang Master, you admit defeat? If you admit defeat, you will say it earlier! If you said earlier, I wouldn't have shot so hard!"

Bai Mu hurriedly squatted down and helped Shangguan Jinhong up with an "embarrassed" look.

"Admit defeat?" After Shangguan Jinhong stood firm, Bai Mu asked seriously.

"Admit defeat!" Shangguan Jinhong, as a hero, would never run away from winning or losing, so he endured the severe pain and nodded seriously.

Well, from that pig face, Bai Mu really can't see where the seriousness is, but he can't bear to be written by a stupid screenwriter, and Bai Mu can only "see".

"From now on, the Money Gang will be merged into the Ancient Dragon Martial Arts Pavilion, and I will respect it?" asked Shiraki.

"You are respected!" Shangguan Jinhong nodded again.

"Then, welcome to join, Shangguan Dajiao!"

A small martial arts hall has a hall owner and disciples, and a large martial arts hall needs to have a head who is responsible for teaching the disciples in addition to the hall owner and disciples, otherwise, how can the hall owner be lazy?

A year ago, since Bai Mu returned from Henan with Niu Thirteen, and more and more disciples entered the martial arts hall, the martial arts hall has more positions as the head of the sect.

It's just that the sixth layer of the iron cloth body has only the head of the sect, and there is only Huo Tianqing in the martial arts hall, and Niu Thirteen is above the sixth layer, and Huo Tianqing is the head manager, so there is only Niu Thirteen as the head of the sect, and now Bai Mu has Shangguan Jinhong into the martial arts hall, with Shangguan Jinhong's strength, the position of the head of the sect is none other than him.

As he spoke, Bai Mu put his hand on Shangguan Jinhong's shoulder and passed on the trust.

1 o'clock, 5 o'clock, 10 o'clock......

With the transmission of information, the wounds on Shangguan Jinhong's body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

20 o'clock, 40 o'clock, 49 o'clock!

It seems that Bai Mu beat Shangguan Jinhong not ordinarily lightly, and it took 49 points of credibility for Shangguan Jinhong's injuries to recover.

"Well, this is, thank you, Pavilionmaster!" Shangguan Jinhong, who had recovered from his injuries, was shocked at first, and then said to Bai Mu with a slightly respectful face.

Looking at the respect on Shangguan Jinhong's face, Bai Mu sighed in his heart, no matter what the effect of this stick and dates is, as long as Lao Tzu is always stronger than you in the future, Lao Tzu doesn't believe that you can still turn over?

"Well, give you ten days to gather all the warriors of the Money Gang to Shanxi!"

..................

After January, Fengyun Town, the lobby of the Ancient Dragon Martial Arts Hall.

At this time, there were no other disciples in the hall of the martial arts hall, only Bai Mu, Shangguan Jinhong, Jing Wuming, and Huo Tianqing.

"Tianqing, tell me, how many disciples does our Gulong Martial Pavilion have now, and how many inner disciples do we have?" asked Bai Mumian, who was a little incompetent, without a red heart and a heartbeat.

"Martial Arts Pavilion's original 9,527 people, plus the combined 6,666 Qian Gang disciples, a total of 16,193 disciples. ”

"Among them, in addition to the head of the Shangguan Great Sect and the head of the Niu Thirteen and Twelve Sects, Li Sanjian and Zhou Shan are on the fifth layer of the iron cloth body, there are one hundred and twenty-three people on the fourth layer of the iron cloth body, there are one thousand six hundred and eighty-eight disciples on the third layer, and among the remaining fourteen thousand three hundred and seventy-eight disciples, there are still six thousand five hundred and twenty-three who have not yet started!"

I have to say that Huo Tianqing, the manager, is much more competent than Bai Mu.

"More than 10,000 disciples!"

Bai Mu sighed in his heart, as long as all these more than 10,000 disciples entered, as long as he Bai Mu ensured that nothing happened in the martial arts hall every year, he would be able to collect more than 2,000 points of credibility.

However, Bai Mu was not satisfied, because compared to this world, the Three Thousand Continents in the former Bai Mu's memory were too dangerous, so Bai Mu could only use this world to accumulate enough credibility to be able to protect himself in the Three Thousand Continents.

Moreover, Bai Mu was not sure whether this world was the first world or the last world he had traversed, so Bai Mu could only use this world as the last world comparison, accumulate immeasurable trust, and then return to the Three Thousand Continents.

"Well, return? Anyway, how can you return to the Three Thousand Continents? You won't be able to go back, right?"

Thinking of this, Bai Mu's heart suddenly burst out and he began to worry.

Although the ancient dragon world is good, not only is it relatively safe, but it can also allow Bai Mu to easily gain credibility, but the problem is, he can't live forever!

And although the Three Thousand Continents has a life-and-death crisis at every turn, everyone has a chance to live forever.

Therefore, no matter how dangerous the Three Thousand Continents were, Bai Mu still regarded them as the first world, the main world, and the ancient dragon world, no matter how much he once longed for it, it was just a brigade station.

"So, how can I go back?"

Bai Mu began to conceive countless return methods in his heart, but the black bricks that appeared in front of him did not move, and gradually, in the eyes of Shangguan Jinhong and Huo Tianqing, Bai Mu's face became more and more ugly.

"Could it be that there are too few disciples who dislike it?"

Shangguan Jinhong and Huo Tianqing glanced at each other without leaving a trace, and thought in their hearts at the same time.

"Pavilion master!" Just as Bai Mu fell into deep thought, his face becoming more and more ugly, Huo Tianqing finally spoke up and called Bai Mu back who was about to fall into a crash.

"Uh, what's the matter?" Shiraki shook his head, throwing the idea of returning out of his mind for the time being, the credibility has not been harvested enough, and it seems too early to want to return!

"Pavilion Master, are you okay?" Huo Tianqing asked with concern.

"Uh, it's okay!" Shiraki shook his head, then asked, "How much wealth is there in the pavilion?"

"Less than 20 million taels!" Huo Tianqing said.

"How much?" asked Shiraki again.

"Fifteen million two hundred and seventy thousand taels!" Huo Tianqing said.

"Fifteen million two hundred and seventy thousand taels, why did you use half of it so quickly?"

"The iron cloth body consumes resources, and in the past few years, with the increasing number of disciples in the martial arts hall, the cost has also increased, and a few days ago, a relatively large number of medicinal materials were entered, so ......"

"Okay!" Before Huo Tianqing could finish speaking, Bai Mu waved his hand to interrupt and said at the same time, "At the beginning, our martial arts hall had a small reputation, and we could spend money to buy disciples, but now, we don't need it." ”

"From now on, except for the cultivation resources, the rest of the benefits for the outer disciples will be cancelled, and the inner disciples will remain the same!"

"Whoever breaks through to the fourth layer of the Iron Cloth body must lead ten third-layer disciples to small towns across the country to establish branch libraries within a month, the fourth-layer disciples can be described as branch library masters, and the fifth-layer disciples can lead thirty third-layer disciples to each prefecture and city to establish branch libraries, and they can be branch library masters. ”

"In the branch library, once a disciple breaks through the fourth floor, he needs to go back to the main library to register, and then lead the disciples to continue to establish the branch library......"

"At the beginning of the establishment of the branch library, the main library can provide cultivation resources for one year, and after one year, it will solve the ...... by itself."

At this moment, Bai Mu finally looked like a qualified hall master, however, just as Bai Mu gradually entered the qualified state, Niu Shisan walked in with a gloomy face.

"Owner, it's not good......"