Mo Qingge grabbed it casually, and a book jumped out of the wooden box and flew into his hand, and what caught his eye was the four big characters of "Moke Command", Mo Qingge shook the book in his hand, and said with a smile: "If Wan'er is interested in Shaolin 72 stunts, you can read it casually!"

Mu Wanqing's beautiful eyes lit up, as a person who practices martial arts, if he said that he was not interested in the magic cheats, he was completely deceiving the ghosts, not to mention, this magic cheats were still the world-famous Shaolin seventy-two stunts. [with _ dream]ā

Temporarily pressing the doubts in her heart, Mu Wanqing put the sleeping Ah Bao on the bed, got up and walked to the wooden box, looking at the dazzling stunt cheats in the box.

Great Compassion Thousand Leaves Hand, Phaseless Tribulation Finger, Indra Grabbing, Breaking the Precept Knife Method, Dharma Sword Method, Great Movement Body Method, Bodhicitta Method, Vajra Immortal Body Divine Skill

"Madame, please read it casually, just take it with your eye on it. Murong Bo laughed and laughed, he saw that Mu Wanqing had a beautiful appearance, which could be called a stunning city, and he was holding the child again, so he naturally had a misunderstanding in his heart.

"Then thank you, Mr. Yan. Mu Wanqing showed a gentle smile, and immediately hesitated for a moment, and chose the Bendharma Sword Technique, the Bodhi Sword Technique, and the Great Movement Body Technique to take it away!

Time passed little by little, and it was noon in a blink of an eye.

After reading the thirty-fourth book of flower fingering, Mo Qingge gently put the book on the side of a few cases, rubbed the temples on both sides, although the Shaolin seventy-two stunts are not peerless, but after hundreds of years, countless generations of research and refinement, it can be completely included in the top grade, even in Mo Qingge's critical eye, but also found a lot of commendable.

After reading the whole article, the thoughts in my mind gushed like a spring, and a lot of whimsical ideas were born, and I deeply felt that the heritage of this Shaolin Temple for hundreds of years should not be underestimated.

With a long sigh, Mo Qingge glanced at Mu Wanqing, who was holding a copy of the "Dharma Sword Technique", and was fascinated by it, and said with a faint smile: "Wan'er, now you go out with the child first, I still have some important things to discuss with Mr. Yan." ”

Raising her head, Mu Wanqing glanced at the two of them, then got up and picked up Ah Bao on the bed and walked out, and closed the door quite carefully.

Mo Qingge picked up a cup of tea, shook it gently in his hand, lowered his eyes to watch the water in the cup fluctuate, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Yan's sincerity has been seen below, but before he enters the Biluo Heavenly Capital, Mr. Yan still has to go through a test!"

"Dare to ask God, what is the test?"

As early as when Mo Qingge asked Mu Wanqing to go out, Murong Bo had already had an ominous premonition in his heart, and now when he heard Mo Qingge mention the word test again, his heart suddenly "popped", and the ominous premonition that shrouded his heart instantly magnified infinitely.

Mo Qingge didn't answer, still shaking the teacup in his hand, but the tea didn't sway in the cup, but turned into two spiritual water dragons and flew up, converging into a ball of water over the teacup.

"Scatter!"

Mo Qingge was like an ancient sage with a heavenly constitution in his mouth, and the word "scatter" in his mouth just fell, and the ball of water suspended in the air had already dispersed silently, and the array of troops seemed to be divided into countless droplets, and the droplets froze into ice particles without the slightest bit of cold.

Whoosh

Tens of thousands of cold stars shot out of the sky, rolling up bundles of sharp air currents, which collided with each other, turning into a cold hurricane, enveloping the entire house.

The strange thing is that under this hurricane, the things in the house are not moving, and they are unusually calm, as if this hurricane is only aimed at Murong Bo alone.

Murong Bo only felt as if he was in a chaotic storm at the moment, and if he moved slightly, he would be carried away by the wind, and he couldn't help himself, and he was forced to be helpless, so he had to sink his breath into the spring points on the soles of his feet, firmly adsorb to the ground, and waved his palms in a row, laying down thick walls of qi to protect his body, and at the same time shouted angrily.

"Master Mo, what do you mean?"

Mo Qingge, who was sitting on the wooden chair, still didn't answer, just sneered.

Idiot, this life and death talisman that combines the power of strength and softness in the qi of yin and yang, how can you lay a wall of qi to resist the next?

Mu Wanqing, who was standing in the corridor with his eyes closed and thinking for a long time, suddenly heard the continuous "bang" explosion sound from the house, and after a moment of silence, there was a miserable and painful scream and roar, which spread throughout the entire Tianxiang Inn.

However, after hearing this creepy scream, no one came out to watch the excitement, but closed the doors and windows one by one, for fear of getting into trouble.

Mu Wanqing frowned, this heart-wrenching scream made her think of something that was both a secret weapon and a martial art

Talismans!

It didn't take long for the terrible screams to gradually stop, and Mo Qingge's voice came out of the house, and the words sounded clearly in Mu Wanqing's ears.

"Wan'er, you can come in!"

When Mu Wanqing heard this, she pursed her lips and pushed the door in, only to see Murong Bo standing in front of Mo Qingge with a pale face and a gloomy expression, his body was in rags, revealing countless blood-red marks, as if he had just been tortured.

Mo Qingge bent his fingers and knocked on the armrest of the wooden chair, and said with a smile: "Mr. Murong is well-informed and well-versed in a hundred schools of martial arts, and the thousands of newly recruited disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect have Mr. Lao Murong to worry about more!"

Murong Bo was bitter in his heart at the moment, thinking that he had been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, how could he have planted such a big heel, this person had already known the identity of the old man, but because he coveted the old man's martial arts secrets, he deliberately pretended not to know, and deliberately set up a trap to wait for the old man to drill, the old man prided himself on being cautious, but he was unexpectedly suffered by a junior, and his reputation was lost, and now he was planted with that damn life and death talisman, and life and death were really in his hands.

"The old man knows!" Murong Bo looked ugly and looked away, and said with a sigh of resignation, but the thought flashed in his heart, and he had been incognito for decades, which had already made him well versed in the way of forbearance.

Hmph, since this son wants the old man to teach the martial arts of the new disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect, the old man may be able to start from this aspect.

Mo Qingge glanced at Murong Bo lightly, and said casually: "As long as Mr. Murong sincerely tries his best to do things for him, he will not do anything to Mr. Murong below, of course, even if Mr. Murong really has any crooked thoughts, he will not do anything to Mr. Murong below."

"However, Mr. Murong's son-in-law Murong Fu is not so lucky, as far as I know, the Gusu Murong clan has always had thin incense, the people are not prosperous, and they are all in a single line for several generations, Mr. Murong shouldn't want your Gusu Murong clan's incense to be cut off, right?"

When Murong Bo heard this, he took a few steps back, his eyes breathed fire, and he gritted his teeth and looked directly at Mo Qingge.

Mu Wanqing looked at Murong Bo in amazement, he didn't expect that the famous "Nan Murong" was actually the son of the old man in front of him.

And what shocked her even more was Mo Qingge's flat tone, as if the so-called "Nan Murong", for him, was just an ant at his feet, he could be crushed to death whenever he wanted, it was easier than eating and drinking!

Murong Bo slowly closed his eyes, as if he had taken a deep breath with all his strength, and said with a dejected expression: "The old man understands, he will never be distracted, and I hope that the son will look at the old man's thin face, don't hurt Fu'er!"

"It depends on Mr. Murong's performance, and after Mr. Murong leaves the Dou Zhuan Xing Shift, and after referring to the secret book of Dragon City's swordsmanship, he will set off for Wuliang Mountain. ”

"Yes!" Murong Bo pursed his lips, his mouth was full of bitterness, and he made a mistake into a thousand years of hatred, this time he lost his wife and broke his army, and he was also cleaned up, and there was no room to turn over.

Mo Qingge smiled slightly, used the life and death charm to control Duan Yanqing and the South China Sea Crocodile God, and asked them to capture the people in the evil path, and then use poison to control them, and then arrest them, and use the snowball method to capture the materials that can be used for ten people to practice the Northern Spiritual Skill at the fastest speed.

And Murong Bo is familiar with hundreds of martial arts, so he can give full play to his residual heat, let him be the "head of the Lin Sect", teach him according to his aptitude, and teach the martial arts of new disciples.

The seventy-two stunts have been mastered, and it's time to take a look at the Six Veins Divine Sword!