readx;?“ All the scholars praised me for being eight buckets tall and seven steps into poetry. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info All the martial saints think that I am invincible all over the world. So everyone gave me eight big characters in awe, a kitchen knife in my left hand, and a divorce in my right hand. ”

When Yu Linglong said this, she couldn't help but show a retrospective smile on her face.

Dongfang Yuqiang resisted the urge to laugh, although he was extremely uninterested in this old poem, but he was sincerely admired for his martial arts genius, which was a peerless master.

However, what I didn't expect was that next, the old fairy actually used a turning point: "It wasn't until I met the 'ten thousand people who like to tell the truth' Wanli Feng that I realized that everyone was letting me." ”

Dongfang Yu opened his mouth wide in shock, thinking to himself, wouldn't it? Supreme Soul Nian Master plus Sixth Rank Martial Master, could someone else let him?

Yu Linglong said self-deprecatingly: "Ten thousand people are afraid of carrying one hand behind their backs, and with only one hand, they beat me all over the ground to find my teeth." Then, he said to me, you think others are stupid, literati naturally will not fight with you, a martial artist. Even if he is a martial artist, as long as he is not stupid, he will not fight with the Supreme Soul Master who can create a soldier king. ”

"I couldn't wipe my face for a while, so I asked him, why don't you let me? Guess what he said? He said, Lao Tzu never fakes in his life, even if Lao Tzu wants you to train me a super Nian soldier. ”

When Yu Linglong said this, her admiration was overflowing, and she could no longer hide it.

Dongfang Yu was in a turbulent mood, and the peerless demeanor of his predecessor Coats made him excited, and he couldn't help himself. Bai Du Yixia performed a new chapter of the Song Hall to cut the mouth of the L section

In addition to being excited, Dongfang Yu suddenly remembered a question and asked, "Old Immortal, is it true that the Martial Saint can fight better than the Supreme Soul Master?"

Yu Linglong smiled approvingly and said, "My beliefs at that time also collapsed, it turned out that I really thought that the Soul Mind Master was stronger than the Martial Master. Moreover, at that time, there were only four Supreme Soul Masters and eighteen Martial Saints in the south, and if they were all let me, I was really unconvinced. So, I asked the same question as you. This time, guess again, how did the ten thousand people answer?"

Dongfang Yu tried to empathize, but he couldn't be sure what Wan Lao Zu would say several times, so he had to shake his head.

Yu Linglong smiled again: "He hurt my self-esteem again. He said that there was a Supreme Soul Mind Master, who only had the cultivation of a fourth-grade martial artist, but he could defeat him with two hands behind his back. It turned out that others really let me, even if it was a peer who didn't want anything from me. Haha!"

It turned out that this was the case, Dongfang Yu was shocked in his heart, it seems that the soul master and the martial artist have their own strengths, and whichever side goes to the extreme, it is enough to dominate the world.

Looking at Dongfang Yu's thoughtful look, Yu Linglong looked like an amiable old man, and did not urge him, until Dongfang Yu slowly raised his head, and said: "Your combat power and footwork are good, frankly speaking, you should have relied on a treasure in terms of soul power, but it is not bad." Supposedly, it would be best to accept my legacy. But ......"

Dongfang Yu always shook and sighed when he heard him speak, turning again and again, and couldn't help but suffer from gains and losses, and muttered: "But what?"

Yu Linglong pointed to her poems and said, "Is my poetry really bad? Because I am the Supreme, can't I hear the real evaluation?"

Dongfang Yu hurriedly agreed: "Absolutely good, especially the meaning of the poem, it is by no means something that sour Confucianism can do, even if they are neat in the battle, they definitely don't have the domineering spirit of 'leaning on the outside of the nine-layer clouds', and they can't think of it if they are killed." ”

"Really?" Yu Linglong smiled, but then looked at Dongfang Yu suspiciously, and said: "Why don't you also make a song, with this tower as the theme, if you can like me, then it will really be my satisfactory apprentice, this tower, as well as my inheritance, will be given to you." ”

"Boom!"

Dongfang Yu felt his little heart beat wildly, and even gave this tower to himself, this is definitely the first Wang Ba soup to drink.

In the last life, Dongfang Yu had a small hair, and later became a chef, and his signature dish was Wang Ba stewed grass ginseng soup. However, this kid is a complete profiteer, and the first Wang Ba soup is always drunk by himself, and the second product is sold to the guests after boiling it in white water.

Thinking of being able to get this pagoda, and thinking of the friends in his previous life, Dongfang Yu's face naturally brightened.

"What are you beautiful?" Yu Linglong poured a scoop of cold water on his head and said, "If you don't know how to make limericks, you can only choose one of the two." ”

"Huh?" Dongfang Yu's face collapsed suddenly, and he hurriedly searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, and finally remembered a quatrain by the poet immortal Li Bai in his previous life, tampered with it, and pretended to rack his brains, and said with a bitter face:

The tower is a hundred feet high,

Hands can pick the stars.

Don't dare to speak loudly,

Horror of the heavens.

After reading it, he pretended to be stupid and said, "Isn't it too stinky, why don't I change it again?"

Yu Linglong was directly stunned, whether it is in terms of words or artistic conception, this poem is stronger than the two most satisfactory poems hanging in the tower, more than 84,000 times higher.

Dongfang Yu was stunned when he saw Yu Linglong, and his heart was beautiful, the poem of the poet immortal, I can't shock you!

With a sound of "wave", Yu Linglong let out a sigh of relief and muttered: "Sure enough, everyone is right, everyone in the world let me." It turns out that I'm so bad at making poems. ”

Dongfang Yu listened to his decadent tone, he couldn't bear it, he wanted to comfort him, but he was afraid that his lies would be exposed, so he had to keep silent.

After a long time, Yu Linglong said: "This inheritance of mine is called the Phoenix Feather Golden Arrow, with twelve divine feathers as a small success, thirty-six as a large success, and one hundred and eight as a consummation. Of course, this is limited by the realm, you are currently in the second-grade realm, it is good to be able to condense three roots, six roots are considered a masterpiece, and twelve roots can be regarded as complete. ”

Dongfang Yu was overjoyed, and finally understood why there were one hundred and eight golden galls on the seventh layer, and it turned out that a powerful soul master could separate so many divine soul attacks at the same time.

After Yu Linglong finished speaking, she stretched out a finger and pointed it on Dongfang Yu's forehead slowly.

Dongfang Yu's subconscious natural reaction was to hide back, but in front of Yu Linglong's fingers, there was no way to hide, and one finger was pressed on the center of his eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, a vast stream of information continued to enter Dongfang Yu's sea of knowledge, and he wished that the monkey god would also cleverly let go of his defenses and let these inheritances merge into Dongfang Yu's divine soul.

It was a feeling of being refreshed, not painful at all, but very comfortable. Dongfang Yu was realizing this rare feeling, and suddenly found that with the input of information, Yu Linglong's body was gradually changing, like a snowman in the fire, rapidly deforming and becoming smaller.

Dongfang Yu wanted to open his mouth to shout at Master, but he couldn't open his mouth, so he could only watch the thought left by Master gradually return to chaos.

When this inheritance was completely over, in front of Dongfang Yu, there was only a yellow agate villain the size of a person's hand, he actually put his hands behind his back, looking like a master, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "They have accepted my inheritance, and they still don't bow down?"