The Sacred Courtyard is the oldest academy in this wilderness, inherited from ancient times, and its heritage is beyond speculation.

There are all kinds of powerful exercises hidden in the Tibetan scripture building, all of which have been inherited from the heyday of antiquity, and there are several kinds of supernatural powers that make those great holy places and ancient sacred mountains greedy.

For tens of thousands of years, the Holy Academy has been adhering to the purpose of Wubu Tianxia, opening mountains to accept disciples every ten years, and recruiting wizards in the great wilderness.

Whenever this happens, the big tribes in the Great Wilderness, the ancient civilizations, and even some big shili with a long heritage will sharpen their heads and drill into the Holy Courtyard.

But compared to the large tribes and big shili in the Great Wilderness, the number of places is too small.

The opportunity is rare, and countless tribal heroes are looking forward to sending their clansmen into the Holy Courtyard, that is, they can learn some fur skills in it, and after they come back, they will be able to serve as the clan's supernatural powers.

Because of this, every time before and after the opening of the Holy Courtyard, countless large clans would kill rivers of blood for a place.

A place is full of gold and blood.

The one who can come is not the pride of the world.

The Holy Courtyard has a long heritage, disciples are all over the world, and some magic techniques are even more shocking to the past and the present, and many people yearn for it, even if it is a big shili.

The quota of the ancient courtyard is rare, and it is normal for many people to break their heads for this.

The Ancient Holy Courtyard is a must to go, when he was still in Kunwu Mountain, the unscrupulous father was ordered three times, leaving countless cruel words, and almost took a sword to his neck.

The mothers who have always "responded to requests" are useless, and even the grandfather and grandfather who are used to him are also turning their faces and denying people this time.

Under the coercion and temptation of such a strong lineup, Mo Wen had to give in.

Isn't it just an ancient holy courtyard! No matter how strong it is, it can surpass Kunwu Mountain?

The Eastern Wilderness Divine Land is not called in vain, and it has its own unparalleled heritage.

Eighty percent of the people on the mountain who looked at me unpleasantly were exiled. Sooner or later, the master will have to go back to the mountain, huh!"

Mo Wen muttered and walked forward indignantly.

The mountains and forests are lush and lush, and the closer you get to the Holy Courtyard, the more you feel that the sky is shrouded in an auspicious light, and the surrounding clouds are steaming and the clouds are shining, and the aura is rich and terrifying.

In the mountains and forests, all kinds of beasts and fairy birds are infested, and the century-old medicine is obliquely inserted between the cliffs.

Ginseng is as thick as a child's arm, and it is covered with all kinds of powerful prohibitions.

Some large lakes dot the mountains, and occasionally the lake surface churns, and a huge black shadow flashes in the water, as if there is a hidden dragon.

"The Ancient Holy Academy! It is indeed worthy of countless thousands of years of inheritance! I am not afraid of boredom after being deserted for a few years. ”

Mo asked Xiyi to look at the surrounding "abundant" mountains and forests.

If nothing else, this is his future back garden and vegetable garden.

Dozens of miles ahead, the number of people on the road gradually increased, and there were often powerful fierce beasts pulling the gods to crush the void, and all kinds of immortal birds and gods abounded, all of which were powerful races escorting disciples to come.

Some of the gods were broken and stained with blood, some powerful knights were seriously injured, and some of the fierce beasts pulling the chariots were missing, showing the traces of the tragic battle.

The Endless Wilderness is extremely dangerous, and even these large tribes are difficult to cross safely. These people who came were lucky, and many more may have died halfway through.

......

"If you go, you want to go, but when you go, that's what I say! The generals are outside, and the military orders are not subject to it! Do you say that Xiaobai?"

Mo asked if the old god was there, and kneaded the head of the black panther who sat down, causing a grunting dissatisfaction.

A man and a leopard rushed towards the sparsely populated place, and a large number of forest birds were frightened.

The old trees in the mountains are entrenched, the ancient vines are densely covered, and the powerful heaven and earth essence is as rich as mist, floating lightly in the mountains and forests, just like a fairyland. The elixirs in the mountains are as thick as a child's arm, and they are all fifty or sixty years old.

All kinds of Rui beasts walk in the meantime, although they are not surprised when they meet people, but it also depends on what kind of people they meet.

"Roaring ......"

In the quiet mountain forest, a sudden roar shook Cangyu.

"Tell me about it...... Whoosh!"

The dense forest trembled, and a cloud of three-colored glow rushed over the hill like an arrow.

"Where to go?"

Behind him, there was a burst of applause, and a gray shadow also flashed, and a large area of dirt flew behind him, like a mud dragon.

"Sick cat, if you can't catch up with that thing today, I'll castrate you!

Mo Wen rode on the little white head, grabbed its ears with one hand, and held a three-foot long green wooden staff in the other hand to "fly the horse", saliva splashed, and threats continued.

The three-colored Shenxia in front of him is a three-color divine deer, a rare heaven and earth spiritual thing, which specializes in eating yellow essence in the mountains and grows up, and the medicinal power of one body has competed with several century-old medicines.

With Mo Wen's background, this hundred-year-old medicinal power is not enough to enter his eyes, but the fat of the three-colored divine deer is a rare delicacy in the world.

With the background of Kunwu Mountain, the last time he ate this thing was two or three years ago, and he couldn't imagine that there was one in the "vegetable garden" of this ancient holy courtyard, how could he not be overjoyed.

"Whew......"

sat down and Xiaobai's head was big for a while, and he secretly speculated about when he actually had a "phase haode" on Kunwu Mountain.

Although he couldn't grasp the point after thinking about it, he still roared lowly, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and he was chasing after him.

The smell of the mountains ahead is not an ordinary mountain and wilderness, and when you take a bite, your mouth is full of fragrance.

The little white blood is extraordinary, like a whirlwind sweeping through the hills, the beasts are frightened away, and the dead branches and mud are flying.

"Roar, roar, ......"

On a hill, the three-colored god deer and horse stumbled on their front hooves, Mo Wen shouted like a horse thief, and the gorgeous green wood staff in his hand smashed on the back of his head at once, and slapped it out.

"Roar!"

Xiaobai roared, swept and flew quickly, pounced suddenly, and bit the throat of the three-colored divine deer, and the three-colored divine deer struggled three or two, and immediately lost his breath.

The perfect coordination shows the skillfulness of the "skills" of the two, and it is obvious that this kind of work is not a day or two.

"Smack!"

"Alas, you don't have a long memory, just bite down like this? What if you have rabies, it's contagious!"

Mo Wen hated that iron is not steel, looked at the twitching three-colored deer, slapped Xiaobai's head, and scolded with a light smile.

"Woo ......"

Xiaobai, who was still majestic just now, suddenly wilted, let go of the deer in his mouth, squatted on the ground, and looked at his master with resentment: Do I look like a dog?

"Yes, there is a three-colored deer in this place, and it must not be an ownerless thing. But since we have bumped into each other, there is no owner. Let's go! Find a piece of 'Feng Shui Treasure Land' to get a big piece of Duoying!"

The so-called "Feng Shui treasure land" is just a hidden place to sell stolen goods.

Xiaobai is the best at this, after all, he is the king of the mountains, and he is called a three-color deer, and he goes to the dense forest.

When these two evils were "committed" on Kunwu Mountain, it was responsible for this matter.

Mo Wen was carrying a long stick, like a prodigal son, and he was playing, interrupting the tender grass on his side, brushing away the leaves, and following behind.

The genus Poria and Linzhi in the mountains are everywhere, densely packed, like a huge medicinal field.

The fifty-year-old medicine is already very precious, and it is guarded by the forbidden formation.

A leopard and a person crossed the mountains and mountains, and when they saw the delicious elixir, they cut through the forbidden formation with a stick and stuffed it into their mouths.

It's not about how strong he is, it's just the miracle of the Aoki staff in his hand.

He was driven out of Kunwu Mountain alone, and the life-saving things on his body were naturally indispensable.

Otherwise, if he is slaughtered, how faceless will Kunwushan be?

Thinking that he had just come out of Kunwu Mountain, he turned back three times in one step, and the hundred-zhang long road actually walked for two hours, so that the hands of everyone who saw him off were shaking to cramps, and Zuihou had no meaning of seeing him off at all.

The eldest grandfather had a bad temper, so he grabbed the usually precious wine gourd around his waist and smashed it on his head.

Grandpa's eyebrows were angry, his eyes were almost bulging, and his hands behind his back were tightly clenching a stubborn stone, if it weren't for his daughter-in-law who was crying so much, he would have smashed it on the head.

The third grandfather was still a little more rustic, just turned around and looked at the sky in the distance, but how did he look like he was staring at the white clouds in the sky viciously.

His father naturally turned half of his body to the side, turned his back to his daughter-in-law, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he kept scolding angrily in his heart: "Rebel son! Rebel son! Hmph! Loving mother is so defeated!"

A large group of people saw off here, and it was a bend a hundred feet away, but it was unprecedentedly from early in the morning to noon.

If it weren't for the zuihou child, his father couldn't bear it, and the sword would be killed, and this farce of seeing off might not end when.

But it's ridiculous to say, just now the people who were still angry and angry and spoke viciously to each other, before Mo Wen walked out of Kunwu Mountain, it was like an appointment, and they came and went quietly in a rigorous and orderly manner.

The eldest grandfather came quietly and handed over the green bamboo cane he was carrying: "Ask you, who dares to bully you outside, a cane will kill him, if you can't beat him, then make a note of his appearance, and go back to the grandfather to destroy his nine clans." ”

The grandfather just left, the grandfather came, rubbed a Baoding, handed it to Mo Wen with a little nostalgia, and said bitterly: "Ask, take it, hide inside when you encounter danger, in the Eastern Wilderness, you can break its existence for a while and a half has not yet been born, and then grandpa will rush to kill all the eight lambs of the king!"

Grandpa left quietly, and Mom and Dad came quietly. The father casually threw out a piece of soft armor and said to him: "Son of a, I can't afford to lose that person if I wear it, and I can't afford to lose that person...... Oops!"

Before the child's father finished speaking, he screamed in pain, and one ear was twisted three times by the "tigress" beside him.

"How are you a father? The kid is leaving, and you're still scolding him? Woo woo...... With so many people in Kunwu Mountain, can't they still teach them to ask questions? I have to go to the broken courtyard. ”

"What a broken courtyard! That is the Holy Courtyard, inherited from ancient times, not much worse than our Kunwu Mountain!"

"That's also worse than our Kunwu Mountain, what if you don't fit in, then what should I do?"

"You...... Hmph!' Mother is a loser, that's you!"

"Say it again! Believe it or not, the old lady made you ......."

"Oh no! my elixir!" the child's father slapped his head and fled in embarrassment.

"Hmph, I don't believe I can't cure you!"

The child's mother looked triumphantly at the embarrassed figure, then turned around, and his eyes were full of big tears, and he handed over a bag of animal skins.

"Son! This is the Qiankun bag, there are several square spaces in it! My mother has filled you with clothes and your favorite snacks, woo woo...... Your father is really ruthless, I have to send you to the broken holy courtyard, what does our family have, we have to go there to learn?"

If you can't stay outside, you can come back, and your mother will protect you to see what they can do, and I will run away from home with you and kill your cruel father. ”

If you are bullied outside, don't fight back if you can't beat him, and when you turn around, your mother will lead someone to slaughter his eighteenth generation of ancestors. ”

"Oh yes......! If you meet a beautiful girl outside, whatever you want, bring it home, if you see something you like, if she doesn't open up......

"Hmph, then grab it back, if you can't grab it back, then the mother will grab it. If your mother can't do it, then let your father rob it, if your father can't do it, then isn't there your grandfather, grandfather, third grandfather, fifth grandfather, and seventh grandfather. If it doesn't work, then let your old and immortal grandfathers rob it, I don't believe that there are girls in the world who can't be robbed by Kunwu Mountain. ”

If you are not used to the food there, then come back, they can't teach you well, my mother will teach you herself, I don't believe it will be worse than the broken holy courtyard. ”

"Ask, if you're outside......"

"Ask, if ......"

......

The mother was worried, and the mother cried so much that she talked bits and pieces for almost an hour, and the tears never stopped.

"Mother, don't cry! crying women are easy to get old, aren't you afraid that my conscienceless father will find a junior again?"

"He dares! lend him ten dares!"

Mo Wen even coaxed and deceived, coupled with a grimace, it was easy to send his mother away, and the third grandfather who was not smiling came secretly, swept all kinds of things in front of Mo Wen with horizontal eyebrows, and scolded angrily:

"Hmph! You're just spoiling them! Thanks to those old immortals who still swear by gambling curses, no one will give you anything, and all of them have changed in the blink of an eye, and they are all a raccoon dog, which makes people look down on them!"

"Third grandfather, don't pretend! Can't we be more direct and happy? Hurry up, if there is something good, give it quickly." Mo Wen immediately dismantled his platform.

Just now scolding others, Mo Wen's face suddenly changed, he took out a pair of silver gloves, and threw them to Mo Wen casually, and said with some hatred:

"They have given away other things, you take this gadget, wear it on your hand, the weapons of the world can be pinched in your hands, you can't fight, you must have some means to save your life. ”

After speaking, he said with some contempt: "Remember! Whoever is not pleasing to the eye outside, give me a beating, if you dare to bully you, you will destroy his nine clans and ten clans, if you can't beat him, you will go back to Kunwu Mountain to move rescue troops, who are we afraid of in Kunwu Mountain in the world?"

When he was about to come, he said: "If you are beaten, you are not allowed to cry, you will embarrass me." Also, if you can fight, then don't give me any 'gentleman's revenge, it's not too late for ten years', I don't want to do this in Kunwu Mountain, and if I am wronged, I will have to chop it up like a quick knife!"

While the third grandfather was preaching, his hands were still scribbling in the air, but there was no artistic conception of cutting the mess with a quick knife at all, but it was a bit like kneading dough.

The older generation and the town are all here, and now it's the turn of those seven aunts and eight aunts, the older brothers.

Kunwu Mountain Mo's family, I don't know if it's jealousy or what, people have always been thin, and it is very rare to be able to give birth to one. Mo Wen is the smallest seedling on the mountain, who doesn't spoil it?

It was almost time for the sun to go down, but Zuihou still couldn't bear it and roared angrily: "Get out of here! What is this like? The sun is about to go down, and you won't let me go to school?"