Wu Bai swallowed his saliva, he never expected that Tang Zimo would suddenly fight, and he didn't dare to take a step forward now.

The guy got up and roared, "How dare you hit me!"

Tang Zimo snorted coldly: "Don't you understand what I just said, or are you deaf." ”

"You remember to me, this revenge is not a gentleman, wait and see. The guy said angrily.

Jokes, you little rabbit cub, Lao Tzu came to this other world alone and was worried that he couldn't find anyone to be angry, and he was afraid that you wouldn't be able to become a turtle grandson, and I don't know how many scum like you have seen in that world, just you, plugging your teeth are not qualified.

Tang Zimo shook his head and sighed: "Senior brother told you a long time ago, but you just didn't listen, and now you still come to blame me." ”

You......

Luo Chen, who had been acting as an audience member next to him, shook his head and smiled, he continued: "The first day of martial arts training will be like this, what kind of system will it become! This junior brother, don't do it again in the future, senior brother, you can't beat your junior brother like this, they are all brothers in the same sect, don't ruin everyone's feelings." ”

"Got it!" Tang Zimo nodded.

"If there is nothing else, then stand up for me, and from now on, you are not allowed to mention anything other than martial arts, otherwise you will flush the toilet for a month." ”

Seeing Luochen say such a thing, it was obviously unfair to himself, but he had no choice, who told him to eat a closed door.

Luochen looked at all the disciples and said, "Okay, now I'll show you the spiritual martial arts of the Immortal Dust Pavilion." ”

"Lingwu?" Tang Zimo didn't understand any martial arts at all, and he didn't have any foundation, let alone learn from it.

Luochen sacrificed a long sword in his hand, the long sword hung in the air, and when he flew up, all the disciples looked at Luochen in amazement.

"This?" Tang Zimo stared at Luochen with his eyes, he couldn't believe his eyes, how did he fly, it was too explosive!

"Wow, senior brother is so powerful, we have to learn ......," several female disciples shouted.

Luochen stepped on his feet in the air and smiled: "If you want to learn, then don't follow quickly!"

The new disciples each held a long sword in their hands, and one by one they followed the dust to learn, they danced the long sword, and their long clothes fluttered in the wind.

It was a beautiful scenery at the moment, but it was broken by the clumsy movements of one person.

Among the more than forty disciples in Tsing Yi, I saw a man in purple kicking and punching indiscriminately, and Tang Zimo, who couldn't hold a sword, had stiff fists and feet, which didn't look like that at all, others were dancing with swords, but he was getting drunk and boxing, as if he was performing acrobatics.

Duanmu Shihan glanced at Tang Zimo beside him a few times, and wondered in his heart, "Hey, how did he learn so strangely, as if he couldn't be the same at all?"

Tea cup kung fu, Luochen danced several styles of Lingwu in the Immortal Dust Pavilion, these disciples were almost tired, and when they were free to rest, it was unfortunate that Tang Zimo was still comparing Lingwu with great interest.

"Hey, yes, ......" Tang Zimo clenched his sword with both hands and poked forward vigorously, and a shout came out of his mouth!

Forehead......!!

After all the disciples saw Tang Zimo's strange movements, they were instantly petrified, and at this moment, they even saved their expressions of contempt for Tang Zimo.

Where is the person in front of him dancing with a sword, it is clearly like a three-year-old child holding a wooden sword and slashing indiscriminately.

Seeing Tang Zimo waving the sword in his hand, even Duanmu Shihan couldn't help but laugh at this minute when he saw his posture of learning martial arts.

Just when Tang Zimo was enjoying his studies, he suddenly realized that those guys seemed to be laughing at him, so the anger in his heart came again. "You guys, I think that Lao Tzu has not learned martial arts and wants to bully me, don't you also have a little fur, and when I learn peerless martial arts, I must also taste the feeling of being ridiculed. ”

"Alas-" Luochen sighed, looking at Tang Zimo's strange movements, he couldn't help but bow his head and laugh, I really don't know what the head thinks! He walked up to Tang Zimo and said, "Senior brother, you come with me!"

"Oh!" Tang Zimo put down the long sword in his hand and walked away with Luochen.

"Senior brother, you better start from the basics. Luochen secretly took out two blue books from his arms and said.

Oh, seeing Luochen take out the treasure from his arms, it shouldn't be some kind of spiritual martial arts cheats, right?

At the moment, Tang Zimo didn't care about any face, so he snatched it directly from Luochen's hand, and looked at it, but he was immediately depressed. "I did it for a long time to get started with this basic thing and "Hundred Poison Solution", detoxification, what do you want it to do!"

This guy said high-sounding words, but his movements were also tight, and the thing had already been hurriedly carried into someone's arms.

Luochen saw him like this, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, this martial arts study can't be reached overnight, not to mention that you don't have a foundation at all, so you naturally have to start from scratch." As for this detoxification book, every new disciple must understand that as a martial arts cultivator, it is inevitable that there will be injuries, and read more such detoxification books, so that those who are injured in the future can learn to deal with it by themselves. ”

Senior brother, don't be discouraged and take your time.

"Slow down, if you take your time, when I learn this basic thing, won't they keep riding on Lao Tzu's head and. Tang Zimo secretly scolded in his heart, but he didn't answer.

When Luochen saw him bowing his head and pondering, he didn't bother and left by himself.

Tang Zimo looked left and right at no one, and secretly turned the first page of the book, which read: Practice martial arts first practice waist, force from the ground, all rely on the waist to pass, practice the waist first practice the pile, the foundation is unstable, the tower will be destroyed, Zama stepped out of the straight fist, at the beginning of the four flat horses, the fist from the waist, rely on the force of the ground to transmit the power to the waist, and then by twisting the waist to turn across, the force to the hand.

Looking at the detailed Lingwu steps in the book, Tang Zimo's face was overjoyed, with this thing, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to learn it, and I didn't expect that I would be able to see the legendary "Lingwu" with my own eyes from another world, "Lao Tzu is not in vain, haha.

After two hours, he began to feel a little bit of the edge, and slowly realized that although the movements were not so standard, it was already very good compared to him from the other world, at least he learned to hold a sword.

"Wow, are you learning pretty fast!" suddenly a woman's voice came from the silence, and at some point Duanmu Shihan had quietly come to his back and shouted.

Hearing this, Tang Zimo turned his head and looked, Duanmu Shihan, he didn't answer Duanmu Shihan's words, but changed the topic and said: It's not good to learn martial arts from Senior Brother Luochen, why did you come here.

Duanmu Shihan frowned, glanced at him suspiciously, showed a look on his face that was about to faint, and said angrily: "Tang Zimo, aren't you stupid, what time is this, everyone has already left." "Na, let's talk about it, Duanmu Shihan also stretched out his finger and pointed to the sky!

"Ah, it's getting dark?" Tang Zimo looked up and said.

You still know that it is dark, which proves that you can still be saved.

"Since everyone is gone, why don't you go back and run over, don't you want to see me laugh too!" Tang Zimo didn't understand a certain action for a long time, so he was distressed for a long time, but unfortunately Duanmu Shihan came here at this time, and it was strange that he didn't get angry with her.

"You're ......!"

Duanmu Shihan stretched out his finger and pointed at him, his face showed a domineering appearance of an aggrieved eldest lady, and exclaimed: "People kindly came over to see how you practiced, I was afraid that you would forget to go back, so I came to inform you tomorrow-"

"Okay, I didn't expect you to treat me like this, I don't know the hearts of good people, hum!" Throwing off this sentence, the woman ran away angrily.

Tang Zimo lowered his head and meditated, he didn't really listen to Duanmu Shihan's words at all, and after Duanmu Shihan ran out of his sight, this guy suddenly snapped and patted his head. "Ha, I know how this trick works, how easy it is!"

He raised his head, hey, what about Duanmu Shihan? Tang Zimo turned around and looked, and the woman's shadow was disappearing into the corner of the eaves in front of him.

"Why didn't you leave, I haven't talked to her properly! ”

After a while, Tang Zimo returned to his room with his tired body and shouted: "I'm tired today, my hands and feet are so sore." He fell on the bed, leaning on the soft futon for a while, and after a while he snorted and fell into a sweet dream.

Late at night, the room where Tang Zimo was.

"Crunch" There was a small knock on the door, and a shadow quietly entered inside, and Tang Zimo, who was sleeping soundly in the room, had no idea that a black shadow had sneaked into his room.

There was a bang, and there was a sudden noise in the dark and quiet room, and something was knocked to the ground.

Hearing the sound, Tang Zimo, who was in a daze, was woken up, and he muttered inarticulately: "Don't make noise-"

When the man opened his eyes, there was a soft sound, and he saw a black shadow rushing to ambush Tang Zimo, and holding a sharp dagger around his neck.

"Ah!" Tang Zimo saw a figure appear in front of him, and shouted an exclamation from his mouth, and even his soul was almost scared away. He glanced at his neck, and the dagger reflected a white light in the moonlight, which was really terrifying.

"Shhhh

In the middle of a second, this guy from another world has a high-speed brain, and he is used to seeing this kind of TV scene, so this scene should not be a masked killer at the moment. It's over now, Lao Tzu didn't offend anyone, I don't want to die young.

Tang Zimo was scared in his heart, and of course he reacted to shout, "Save ......"

"Cover-cover" Without waiting for the man to make a sound, the black shadow quickly covered Tang Zimo's mouth. "Scream again, and I'll kill you!" the masked man threatened, holding a knife to his neck. ”

"Uh-huh. Tang Zimo nodded, his eyes staring at the masked man.

Seeing this man nodding, the masked man let go of his mouth, and as soon as the masked man's hand was released, Tang Zimo immediately begged for mercy and shouted: "Hero, don't kill me, I won't scream." As he spoke, he looked at the mysterious man in black with a pitiful look in his eyes.