There was a strong wind in the woods.

The white robe sleeves embroidered with cloud patterns fluttered in the wind, and Mo Qingge's jade carved hands suddenly rose and poked out, and the fingertips condensed and sizzled, and as Mo Qingge's ten-finger wheel ring tapped the void, the energy condensed by the fingertips flew out abnormally.

Ripples rippled in the air.

Murong Bo's eyebrows frowned slightly, although Mo Qingge's hand was no longer weaker than Shaolin Temple's Doro Ye Finger, but compared to his previous shot, it was much inferior, and when he was secretly puzzled, he suddenly glared at him and sighed lightly.

The farther the ordinary finger force is, the weaker the force, but the farther the opponent's finger force, the greater the force, and gives people a sense of vitality and vitality.

Another finger force swept across the air, this finger force was blazing like fire, and where it passed, the air was surging like a heat wave, and the flowers and plants quickly withered and yellowed, and there was no fire and spontaneous combustion.

Murong Bo only felt that the heat wave was pressing, burning his skin, and in shock, he took a few steps back.

At this moment, the sharp sound of "Xiu Xiu Xiu" suddenly appeared, only to see a series of sharp arrows passing through the air, Xiao Se killed, Mo Qingge raised his hand again, the cold wind suddenly rose, and the cold fingers shot out through the fingers, and in an instant, the surrounding area was covered with a layer of thin ice.

The spring is full of vitality and all things are revived, the summer sun is scorching, the heaven and the earth are burning, the autumn is bleak and bleak, everything is slaughtered, and the winter is cold and cold, barren and dead.

The changes of the four seasons appeared one by one among the Mo Qing singers, and Murong Bo was shocked when he saw it.

With his hands down, Mo Qingge said eloquently: "The astonishing fingering method is based on the changes of the 24 solar terms, containing the change of the four seasons, the principle of the rotation of life and death, and there are three fingers of breaking the evil, frightening dreams, and natural enemies. ”

Murong Bo took a long breath, it seemed that this was the only way to relieve the shock and horror in his heart, his attainments in the family tradition of the mastery of fingering were amazing, and he also practiced many of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, which can be called a rare fingering master in the world.

But today, when I saw Mo Qingge's natural and natural amazing fingering, I knew that compared with the fingering that was rumored in the rivers and lakes, it was like a beautiful jade compared to an ugly stone, and even the fingering of Shenhe, many fingerings of Shaolin Temple, and the famous Dali Yiyang finger were also far behind, and the difference was more than a few chips.

"Mr. Yan take a look again, this is the Nine Heavens One Pulse of the Regretful World Fist Sutra. ”

Mo Qingge's five fingers slowly closed, and the momentum rose into the sky, both the calm and majestic of the mountains, and the vastness of the sea.

Murong Bo now only felt that the boulder was heavy, almost suffocating, and was forced by the momentum, so he hurriedly resisted it as a last resort.

The next moment, Mo Qingge punched!

The strength of the fist is like a mountain, in Murong Bo's eyes, a shining fist continues to expand, and all the surrounding scenery has become a foil under this punch, quickly blurring, disappearing, and far away, leaving only the punch that is as majestic as the peak of the sky.

Seeing this punch, Murong Bofang knew that Mo Qingge's three moves and two styles that forced him into a desperate situation were nothing at all, and the other party wanted to take his life, and this punch alone was enough!

Suddenly, Mo Qingge withdrew his right fist, and the majestic fist disappeared in an instant.

With a punch back, Mo Qingge's left fist burst out, and the punch rolled like a wave, like the anger of the sea, setting off a thousand angry waves, sweeping the sky and the earth.

One punch moved mountains, one punch fell into the sea, when Mo Qingge closed his fist again, Murong Bo's forehead and back were already drenched in cold sweat, and he was provoked by Mo Qingge's punch, Murong Bo's internal injury recurred, and his mouth was fishy, and he swallowed the blood by himself.

"This is the Heaven Collapse Chaos Divine Law of the Qing Hades Department. ”

As he spoke, Mo Qingge raised his hand slightly, and the surrounding space suddenly showed a sense of collapse and contraction, everything around him was tilted towards the palm that was as white as jade, even the bright sunshine in March was no exception, Murong Boton felt that his vision was also distorted, and he was divided into thousands of parts, and his body seemed to involuntarily fall forward, and his thoughts were also disordered.

The teeth bite the tip of the tongue lightly, maintain a little aura in the brain, and at the same time, the luck sinks, and the soles of the feet are firmly attached to the ground, like an old tree taking root, so that there is no such feeling of light fall.

If you talk about the shocking fingering in front of him, the Regret World Fist Sutra shocked him, this weird and inexplicable, the sky that made him feel cold down his spine and fell into chaos, the magic method was simply like a magic spell.

He has been shocked as many times in the past ten years as he has been in today's day.

Mo Qingge slowly withdrew his hand, and the collapsed and distorted space stretched out again and returned to normal.

Murong Bo, who was already extremely lacking in spirit, was almost prostration, and his body shook twice before he could be stabilized, originally with his cunning and suspicious nature, even if Mo Qingge said that the sky was falling and the earth was surging with golden lotus, he would still have one or two doubts in his heart, but now he was convinced.

These unheard of, unseen magic skills, all of them are extremely created and mysterious, to say that they are all created by the young man in front of him, and he doesn't believe it when he is killed, it can only be owned by the transcendent power of Biluo Tiandu, a disciple who is dedicated to studying martial arts, because it rarely walks around in the world, and it is not famous.

At the same time, this young man who was born out of thin air and has the best martial arts does not have a reputation in the rivers and lakes, so it makes sense to go out of the mountain to clean up the portal and recover the sect's cheats.

Moreover, few people in the rivers and lakes know about the death of the free faction, which is extremely similar to Biluotian.

If my Gusu Murong clan can do the best of the four-vein martial arts inheritance of the Biluo Tiandu, it will definitely surpass the Shaolin beggars and dominate the rivers and lakes, just around the corner.

Besides, Biluo Tiandu is so powerful, if the old man can win over this kid surnamed Mo and lead his forces to help restore the country, coupled with the layout of the old man over the years, maybe my Gusu Murong family's grand wish to restore the country will be realized in the hands of the old man.

Thinking that the grand wish that countless generations of people have failed to complete for hundreds of years will be realized in his own hands, Rao is Murong Bo's calm and sophisticated heart, and he can't help but boil his blood, his body trembles slightly because of excessive excitement, his pale old face is even more radiant, and his cheeks are flushed with a strange red glow.

In such a situation, if it falls on a fair-skinned and beautiful woman, it is naturally coquettish.

Can fall on ......

Looking at Murong Bo's expression that had not retreated, Mo Qingge couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

With a long breath of turbidity, Murong Bo retracted his thoughts that had already flown and drifted across the sea with the wind, and said with a look of admiration: "When I saw Gongzi's magic today, the old man knows what it is to be a person outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky, Master Mo, the old man has a reluctant request, I don't know if to talk about it!"

Mo Qingge's eyes flashed imperceptibly, and then he smiled lightly: "Mr. Yan has any requests, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Murong Bo looked up at the sky, and said with a sad emotion: "The old man has been a martial artist since he was a child, and he has been practicing diligently for decades, and he has entered the top of the world until he meets his son today, and he knows that in the past he was just sitting in a well and watching the sky, and he got a glimpse of a corner of the sky, thinking that the whole picture was very embarrassing, so he ......"

As soon as the words changed, Murong Bo turned his head to look at Mo Qingge, and said with a sincere expression: "Therefore, the old man wants to worship under the Biluo Tiandu Gate, cultivate martial arts, and hope that the son will be included in the whole." ”

Want to worship under the door of this son, and be the lackey of this son? It's a pity...... You Murong Bo is not a loyal dog, but a white-eyed wolf in dog skin.

Mo Qingge's eyebrows tightened, his expression was very embarrassed, and after a long time, he shook his head and sighed lightly: "Mr. Yan, it's not that I won't accept you to get started, it's really limited by the door rules, the disciples I included in Biluo Tiandu are all children without father and mother, and they must not be more than twelve years old, but Mr. Yan, you are ...... age."

The implication is that you are too old to be eligible for admission.

Murong Bo's face stiffened, in the past years, in the rivers and lakes, how many sects invited him to hang the name of a guest, he didn't care about it, he didn't expect to pack it up and send it to the door today, but he was rejected by righteous words, and the depression and unwillingness in his heart can be imagined.

At this moment, Mo Qingge coughed lightly and said: "But the rules are set by people, and now as the god of the Biluo Heavenly Capital, this rule is ...... Naturally, it is determined by coming down!"

Mo Qingge didn't finish what he said, but Murong Bo has been making waves in the rivers and lakes for decades, and he can be described as sophisticated and sophisticated, how can he not understand Mo Qingge's meaning?

It's clear that it's for benefits!

After frowning and pondering for a moment, Murong Bo said: "The old man has obtained a full set of Shaolin seventy-two stunts by chance, if the son does not dislike it, the old man is willing to offer these seventy-two stunts with both hands." ”

With a look of surprise, Mo Qingge raised his eyebrows and said: "Although the mountain is shallow, I have also heard of the name of the Shaolin beggar gang, and I know that it is the Taishan Beidou in the rivers and lakes, and the Shaolin 72 stunts are even more famous all over the world, and are regarded as martial arts classics by the people in the rivers and lakes. ”

"Now that Mr. Yan is willing to send the seventy-two stunts to the next, it will be difficult for him to make an exception to include Mr. Yan into my Biluo Tiandu, I don't know if Mr. Yan wants to worship my Biluo Tiandu?"

Seeing that the deal was finalized, the big stone in Murong Bo's heart finally fell,

Then it became melancholy and tangled.

He is insatiable by nature, and he covets the three-vein stunts displayed by Mo Qingge, and wants to take them all together, and now he is asked to take one of the three, which is really a bit difficult to give up.

After a while, Murong Bo gritted his teeth and said resolutely: "Son, the old man has already thought about it, so he will worship under the Sun and Moon Sect." ”

Mo Qingge nodded and smiled: "Mr. Yan's wishes are known, and now there are important things to do, so I need to rush to Dali as soon as possible, I can't stay here for a long time, and Mr. Yan ......"

After taking a deep look at Murong Bo, Mo Qingge continued: "Mr. Yan, you are seriously injured, but you can't delay, you have to find a secluded place to heal as soon as possible, and after Mr. Yan, after you are injured, you can come to Dali to find me with the cheats of Shaolin 72 stunts." ”

When the words fell, Mo Qingge's body did not move, but he floated in the wind like catkins and swept away into the distance.

The flowers and trees along the way seemed to have spirituality, and they all retreated and dodged, making way for Mo Qingge.

After Murong Bo watched Mo Qingge's figure disappear into the distant sky like a wisp of white smoke, he pulled the corners of his mouth, suddenly bent down, and two mouthfuls of blood came out of his mouth.

He was already seriously injured under Mo Qingge's dripping energy, and he was even affected by Mo Qingge's aura killing intent, plus he saw Mo Qingge's so-called "three-pulse mastery", and was affected by it, and he had already been injured and injured, only because Mo Qingge was here, he pretended to be okay and forcibly suppressed the injury, and refused to make a fool of himself.

However, judging from what the other party said, it seemed that he had already seen this, which made Murong Bo feel that his secret was revealed, and his face was hot.

At the moment, he didn't care about looking for any secluded place, so Murong Bo flew straight to a big tree, sat down cross-legged on the crossed trunks, and began to heal his luck.