Mo Yufei was not very satisfied with the current situation in the Vajra Great Array. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

First of all, although he has reached the seventh level of vajra mental power here, he must at least be promoted to the tenth level before he can reach the standard. In terms of martial arts, you must also reach the consciousness stage, and you are extremely strict with yourself just because of your own requirements.

Even if Li Shanshan, Chu Feng, Bai Xiaoqi, Huang Xiangzu, and Chu Tian are the pillars of the five great arrays, they must each at least reach the enlightenment stage. In vajra, you must break through to at least level 5 in vajra telekinesis.

And all the other martial illusion warrior members in the big array, for the requirements of martial illusion power, at least the martial illusion power of the god stage, in terms of vajra mental power, at least break through the third level.

In such a situation, in fact, for the Great Array to successfully generate, it is a severe test for each member of the Great Array. But no one will give up, and even this kind of thought will not arise, because if they don't form a large array, they will face the destruction of the light curtain and be killed by many high cultivators. They don't have any way out of their own, they have to cultivate.

Li Shanshan communicated with Mo Yufei from time to time through his heart, and Mo Yufei naturally gave his wife some difficult puzzles and guidance on cultivation while improving herself.

Time passed slowly for another half hour.

At this time, it was time for the old man Basho and the Ferris Martial Ancestor to fight! They had agreed! They were going to fight after an hour's rest.

"It's time, why hasn't your eldest apprentice come back, whether he comes back or not, let's have a try!"

Motian Martial Ancestor slowly opened his eyes and said irritably: "Wait for a while, wait for Lu Gang to pick the wild fruits on the South Mountain not far away, let's eat the fruits and replenish our energy, wouldn't it be more fun to fight like this?"

The old man thought for a while and replied, "That's fine, but how long will it take?" I think it's only a quarter of an hour, right? If Lu Gang doesn't come back for the time being, let's fight anyway. Isn't it the same to wait for him to come and eat the fruit?"

Motian Wu Zu scolded his mother angrily, and said helplessly: "Okay, a quarter of an hour is a quarter of an hour." Then they closed their eyes and waited quietly.

The Phantom Demon Mother, Zen Tianlong, the master and apprentice couldn't help but sneer, Li Xinghui, the True Gu Zi, the Netherworld, and the Gui Empress were also indifferent. seems to be watching a good show that is about to be staged, anyway, the result of the competition between the old man Basho and the Ferris Wuzu is a big drain, and they naturally benefit.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and the old man pinched the time accurately.

"I'm silently counting my breath, it's exactly a quarter of an hour, it's time for us to start!" the old man stood up, and began to stimulate the breath around his body, and a majestic force arose.

Motian Martial Ancestor shook his head helplessly, and couldn't help cursing in his heart, why hasn't the damn Lu Gang taken back his weapon Motian Divine Pestle! I'm in a hurry to die! On the surface, he had to open his eyes and stand up, holding back the anger in his heart, snorted, and began to work on the cultivation of his whole body no longer slackening.

According to the martial illusion cultivation of both of them, they were both at the peak of the Pure Mind Period. It's not the same, it's almost the same, and the mysterious old man who escaped is also in this realm.

are all in this realm, but the Ferris Martial Ancestor was careless for a while, and forgot to carry his own weapon, that is, the Ferris God Pestle. This caused him to be very jealous of the golden banana fan in the old man's hand.

Just when the Ferris Martial Ancestor was quite depressed and annoyed, an anxious and excited voice came from not far away: "Master, I'm here!"

Motian Martial Ancestor glanced at it and was overjoyed in his heart. It turned out that Lu Gang had just arrived.

"Lu Gang, do you know that you yourself have been delayed for as much as a quarter of an hour. Hurry up and bring the fresh fruit you have picked. As he spoke, Motian Martial Ancestor couldn't wait to call Lu Gang to speed up his feet.

Lu Gang was sweating profusely, he was also in the underground weapon hidden in the arsenal pavilion in the sect, according to the method taught by the master before, the underground weapon was opened, and after taking out the master's skyscraper pestle, he had to go to Nanshan to pick wild fruits, so that it was invisibly delayed for a long time.

When Lu Gang walked in front of the master in a little panic, he first put the picked wild fruits with branches in the hands of the master, and the Heavenly Martial Ancestor was not stingy. Directly divided half of it and threw it to the old man who was a foot away.

The old man took it with his hand, and looked at the fiery red and bright red fruits on the branches, and he couldn't help but pick one up and admire it. but did not eat.

"Old man Basho, are you really cautious, are you still afraid that the fruit is poisonous, this is all natural, without any toxins. Ferris Martial Ancestor said angrily.

"You'll have to taste it first. The old man Basho didn't feel comfortable opening his mouth.

"I'll eat first, I'll eat first!" Motian Martial Ancestor was angry and funny in his heart, but his face was still as helpless and painful as ever, he simply took a fruit from the branch and chewed it openly, but at this time, his Motian telekinesis had already activated, and he couldn't stop communicating with Lu Gang.

"Lu Gang, have you got the Ferris Divine Pestle?" asked the Ferris Martial Ancestor excitedly.

"That's right, I got it, put it in my storage bag, and I'll hand it to the master now, okay?" Lu Gang responded with thoughts, the two of them had already communicated quite tacitly through this method of teleportation many times!

"No, I'll take it!" As soon as the Sky Martial Ancestor passed the thought to Lu Gang, a golden pestle full of brilliance and as long as a zhang was coming from the storage bag on Lu Gang's waist. Quietly flowed out.

Lu Gang was stunned, knowing that it was the master who used cultivation to take out the Ferris Divine Pestle. Lu Gang's expression tightened, and he hurriedly stepped aside respectfully, but the excitement on his face was difficult to hide, he knew that Shizun had used this divine pestle, and he didn't know how many old monsters he had defeated! Moreover, these old monsters were all on par with Shizun. Even if the old man Basho and Shizun were equally powerful at this time, Lu Gang still felt that Shizun would win.

"Hehe, you old man, you are really a thief, it turns out that you ordered Lu Gang not only to pick wild fruits for us, but also to give you this broken pestle, but this is better, I can just try my banana treasure fan to see if I can beat your broken pestle!" However, in his eyes, he was shocked by the divine pestle in the hand of the Ferris Martial Ancestor, and his heart was extremely solemn.

Ferris Martial Ancestor laughed angrily and said: "Broken pestle, you dare to laugh at my treasure pestle, very good, then let me teach you what kind of bullshit is to break your banana fan!" As he spoke, Motian Martial Ancestor struck a blow with his pestle and stabbed straight at the banana fan in the old man's hand.