The old head of the Tibetan Soldier Gate sat on the main seat of the meeting hall, and the old god was there, and the whole person was almost out of the world.

The brocade rat suddenly came to the door naturally to hit the Tibetan soldier gate full of surprise, a mental calculation or no intention, no matter how you think about it, the brocade rat wins, but at the moment when the brocade rat came to the door, the old head of the Tibetan soldier gate had such a loss of sympathy for this golden retriever mouse full of bad water, for no other reason, it was because the brocade rat was too unfortunate when he came.

Behind the old head of the Tibetan Army, in a corner that no one else could see, a fat pigeon that was so fat that he could barely see his feet when he stood up was sleeping soundly.

The rules of the rivers and lakes, no matter what the reason, for what reason, according to the rules, you must first write a notice of worship, and then you can visit on the day of the plan, as for whether the object of the visit can be seen, that is the matter of the day.

As early as at the foot of the mountain, the shopkeeper asked Bai Xiaosheng to release pigeons, and the pigeons were passed on to tell the old head of the Tibetan Soldier Gate that he and others would climb the mountain today, if it weren't for Guo Xiaodao and Ning Shisan, maybe the brocade rat went up the mountain and pushed open the door of the hall, and you can also see the shopkeeper sitting on the side of the main seat, talking and laughing with the old boss.

The brocade rat was born to learn martial arts, although the inferior root was serious, but it could not add any stain to his martial arts intentions, but let him advance all the way, and soon broke through the gap that was difficult for others to overcome.

There are very few people in this world who are like this, some people are born with wealth and prosperity and go out to pick up money, some people are lucky enough to win every gamble, and some people are destined to be strong in martial arts and jump off a cliff to pick up martial arts cheats and treasures, these people's lives seem to be born destined to be powerful, which is a situation that ordinary people can't reach.

The brocade rat is one such character.

The old boss is obviously not as good as the brocade mouse, he is still practicing the iron sleeve skills when he is so old as the brocade mouse, he has achieved today's position not because of the generation of Guo Yanlei's martial arts is the highest, but because he knows the most about human feelings, among his peers, he knows how to run the sect the most, but Rao is like this, the quality of the potential he has piled up over the years is like a thousand tempered steel, enough to compete with the tide of the brocade mouse, but the old shopkeeper is passive defense, there is no desire to attack, the reason is very simple......

"With his old man here, what else do we boys need to worry about. ”

The old shopkeeper held his own one-acre three-point land and held still, and there was even Sha Qianqi, who was idle and focused on protecting Xiao Long and neglecting to defend, so that he would not behave so ugly.

Just when the old head of the Tibetan Soldier Gate was so passive and defensive that he was bored and wanted to doze off, he suddenly felt that there was a slight fluctuation in the range of his potential.

The essence of potential is the extension of qi and blood, whether it is a martial artist or an advanced cultivator, qi and blood are the foundation of everything, but now the old master can indeed feel that there is an external momentum that is slowing down, slowly flowing within the scope of his own potential without harming himself.

"It's!"

The old master felt the flow of the foreign momentum, which was clearly writing, as if when he was young and still literate, the patriarch took his hand and wrote on the palm of his hand stroke by stroke, teaching himself to write, this kind of control of his own qi and blood is simply arbitrary, and the whole world is afraid that only that person can do it!

The old head of the Tibetan Soldier Sect was shocked by the pressure, and tried his best to identify the trajectory of this momentum, and soon he understood what that person meant, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

......

At the moment when the shopkeeper raised his hand, the brocade rat suddenly felt that a force suddenly appeared out of thin air within the scope of his potential, constantly pulling and kneading his momentum back and forth, repeatedly making the brocade rat uncomfortable and wanted to vomit blood.

"This force ?!!"

The brocade rat is naturally angry and bloody, and when he was a child, he got a clever recipe for tempering qi and blood, starting earlier than others, under the accumulation of resources in the watchtower, the brocade rat has discovered its own talent to the extreme, and has exercised a massive amount of qi and blood that ordinary Jianghu guests dare not think of, and even extended a method of using a potential that other Jianghu guests dare not think of, that is, to release their own qi and blood to form a tide-like potential, and then wash down the opponent's luck with overwhelming momentum, so as to oppress the opponent's strength, so that the original opponent can use 90% or even more than 100% of the strength after the outbreak, at most, can only play 50%, and if you are unlucky, you will even be exploited by the tide of potential for a while, infiltrating the body and causing damage and defeat on the spot.

However, now the brocade rat felt that his invincible tide seemed to be grabbed and pulled back and forth by a person, and the force was sticky and domineering, as if he was kneading dough wantonly.

"Huh?"

Although his brain didn't turn very fast, Sha Qianqi was very sensitive to changes in potential, and he obviously felt that the unscrupulous momentum of the brocade rat actually began to be disordered, and then he saw his old boss and slowly stood up from his seat.

"Jinmao, I respect you as the head of the twelve earthly branches of the Wangji Tower, and I have always treated you with courtesy......" The old head of the Tibetan Military Gate walked down the steps step by step, and his sleeves continued to bulge as if they had been blown out, and a pair of iron sleeves made a heavy voice in mid-air: "You don't accept this kindness, and the old man has never been angry in the face of the old pavilion master of the Wangji Tower, but now you dare to openly act in the hall of my Tibetan Military Gate!!

The brocade rat only felt that every time the old head of the Tibetan Soldier Gate took a step closer, the strength of his tide was oppressed, and he was shocked in his heart: "This old thing still has such great power!!"

The old head of the Tibetan Soldier Gate walked three steps in front of the brocade mouse, a silver wire was automatic in the air without wind, and the sleeve robe was agitated, the old head looked at the brocade rat with a calm face, his eyes glared, and he said word by word: "So unscrupulous, you, depending on where I hide the soldiers." ”

As soon as the words fell, the brocade rat felt a suffocation in his heart, and the power to control his tide suddenly burst out, and he actually tore the tide he was proud of into several pieces, and wiped out a part of it in the air.

Potential, is the product of the release of qi and blood, the destruction of the potential is equivalent to the destruction of the power of qi and blood, the source of qi and blood in the body of the brocade rat was implicated and injured on the spot, a mouthful of reverse blood is about to gush up the throat, but the brocade rat is forced to swallow down, its remaining tide momentum is withdrawn, the brocade rat was shocked to find that its tide momentum has been wiped out as much as thirty percent!!