Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Extreme Martial Arts Hall

Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Extreme Martial Arts Hall

When Lin Mu woke up, there were five or six big men dressed as dart masters around him, cooking in front of a stove, and the hot aroma wafted from under the lid of the pot, causing a sound of hunger to sound in Lin Mu's stomach. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Hearing the call of the stomach, those big men who were holding crockpots and gobbling up them, all looked at Lin Mu at this time, and saw that there was confusion and ** on his unkempt face, and they couldn't help but look at each other and smile, and the nearest dart master Yang Dan pulled Lin Mu over and handed him the crockpot in his hand.

"Hungry, aren't you? Hurry up and finish this bowl of clear soup noodles, fill your stomach and say anything. ”

After being stunned for a moment, looking at the so-called clear soup noodles twisted into a ball in the crockpot, Lin Mu's stomach screamed to him again, he couldn't bear the strong hunger, took the crockpot and began to pour it into his mouth.

Even the soup base was licked clean, and Lin Mu licked his lips a little unsatisfied, sure enough, when people are hungry, even if there is only one cockroach in their hands, it is estimated that they can eat it as a chicken leg.

The need of the stomach was solved, Lin Mu put down the crockpot, recalled the scene before the coma in his mind, and after a little scrutiny, he suddenly bowed deeply to Yang Dan, the dart master.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life, if I hadn't had my predecessors done yesterday, I'm afraid I would have died under the throwing of thieves. ”

Yang Dan hurriedly helped him up, and Haosheng placed him down, and then spoke righteously.

"Those of us who walk darts, what life and death crises have not experienced, have long forgotten death, only a righteous word hangs high in the heart, darts but pillow righteousness, the dart master protects not only the caravan, but also strangers, see the injustice and pull out the knife to save, it is the duty of the dart master. ”

Listening to Yang Dan's words and proverbs, Lin Mu's heart swelled with warmth, and the gratitude became stronger and stronger in the eyes of these sincere dart masters.

He Lin Mu, whether it is out of the pride of the Ring Spirit King or the morality he adheres to, has a desire to repay Yang Dan and his party from the bottom of his heart, if he has a bright day in this life, he will definitely come back in the future to repay this saving grace.

"Little brother, seeing that you are alone in this Qingfeng Plain, where are you going?"

Hearing Yang Dan's sudden question, Lin Mu couldn't help sighing, and he didn't hide anything, and said bluntly: "The younger generation originally came from the north and went to the south to practice and practice, but when he passed through here, he encountered bandits blocking the way, killed my horse driver and smashed the carriage, and now he doesn't know how to get to the south. ”

Yang Dan showed regret on his face, but he quickly recovered his normal color, stretched out his hand and patted Lin Mu lightly on the shoulder, and comforted: "The southern land is more than 10,000 miles away from here, if you only rely on carriages, you will not be able to catch up for a while, why don't you go with us to the nearest Qinghe Town for a short rest, and wait for a new coachman to set off again, how about it?"

Lin Mu nodded, and after thanking the dart masters present again, he looked at Yang Dan again, his dusty little face was pleading, and said: "Senior, I take the lead and ask, can I join your dart game, even if I don't want to be a dart master, I am willing." ”

In fact, such a decision, Lin Mu was almost weighed when he was bored thinking in the carriage, since the family excluded himself everywhere, and he couldn't go back to participate in the coming-of-age ceremony after three years, in fact, it didn't make much sense, so he simply disobeyed the Lin family, and cultivated his heart and worked hard to be self-reliant.

No matter what son he inherits his father's business, no matter what he does, a few years later, he will lead a million strong soldiers to Beijing, let the whole family of the Gongsun family hand over, and present Momo intact.

Although these are all scenes in Lin Mu's reverie, at least he is serious, and the person who can't think of it is the waste of Tianzi No. 1.

Lin Mu was slightly stunned, and opened his mouth to say that his strength might be able to compete with the peak of the Spirit Habitat, but when he heard Yang Dan's words, he turned around and swallowed his words back.

"However, my Extreme Martial Arts Dart Bureau is attached to the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in Qinghe Town, if you really want to be a dart master, you can apply to enter the Extreme Martial Arts Hall first, and when you are in the late stage of cultivating to break through the spirit habitat, I will petition the hall owner and recommend you to join the Dart Bureau to protect the darts with us. Yang Dan smiled.

Looking at the sincerity on the face of the life-saving benefactor, Lin Mu was quite moved, just said that there are still good people in this world, so don't complain.

After agreeing, Lin Mu groaned for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Senior, I don't know if you corrected that thief on the spot yesterday? Don't get me wrong, the junior is not questioning your strength, but just wants to know about the bandits who intercepted me yesterday." ”

As soon as these words came out, not only Yang Dan, but also several dart masters around him looked a little gloomy, Yang Dan shook his head at Lin Mu and sighed.

"The bandit's name is Lu Yehu, who was originally also the dart master of my Jiwu Dart Bureau, and he is also the strongest chief dart master, because he coveted the treasures in the guest's cargo box during a dart transport, and secretly changed the pannier box before the dart was completed, and then fled with the goods on this Qinghe Plain, at that time his cultivation was indeed too strong, just a few of us can't do it, and like him, the owner wants to crusade and has nowhere to find it, so far he can only continue to be at large in this wasteland. ”

"So Lu Yehu didn't continue to pursue you yesterday, for us and the others, it can be regarded as a relief, if he insists on killing you, it will be difficult for us to stop it. ”

Seeing the helplessness in Yang Dan's eyes, Lin Mu did not show the slightest disappointment, lowered his gaze and swept a few crockpots on the ground that left only leftovers, and then clenched his fists respectfully towards Yang Dan.

"Thank you seniors for telling me about this, if he stabs this person in the future, he will feast on everyone here. ”

"What, you want to kill Lu Yehu? Just rely on your kid's three-legged cat kung fu, don't laugh. Hearing Lin Mu's wild words, one of the dart masters did not sit still, and looked at him with a questioning face.

Yang Dan couldn't help frowning, and opened his mouth to scold this companion, but Lin Mu raised his hand to interrupt.

"A year. Lin Mu stretched out his index finger and stared intently at the questioning dart master, with an assertive assertion in his voice: "Give me a year, and I will let this person taste the pain of the coachman before he died." ”

There is some hatred, and he can only be helpless, but there is some hatred, and he Lin Mu must revenge it.

It is absolutely impossible not to make an oath to the outside world, not to put pressure on oneself to re-entrust oneself, and to surpass Lin Dao, Lin Zong, and even Gongsun Muling in the short term.

During the one-month penance of the Lin family in Shangjing, Lin Mu learned from Lin Zishan that in the current Lingwu Continent, the Tower of Babel, which comes once in five hundred years, is in an open state, and if there is a legendary king who has reached the final bottleneck, he can step into the tower for a trial and complete the ultimate breakthrough in the mysterious realm above the legendary king, otherwise in this life, he can only reach the end of his martial arts after the maximum of five hundred years of longevity is exhausted.

Five years have passed since the opening of the Tower of Babel.