135 Bucket Spout

The wizard crawled out of the soil with a disgraced face, and scolded there: "My power wizard has never suffered such a great humiliation, someone can snatch my ghost divine tree away in front of me, without the ghost divine tree, this divine giant is estimated to only support more than a month, I must take back the ghost divine tree!"

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Wizard Xinli said secretly: The three Venerables of the world have helped themselves a lot for this ghost divine tree, in order to revive these three god giants by themselves, so that they can help attack the Central Plains world together. But he lost the ghost divine tree, and these three god giants could only support more than a month, and he had no way at all for the time being, so he had to urge the three god giants to move forward quickly, just taking advantage of the fact that the three gods and goddesses led a million troops to attack the Central Plains world, he could help from it, otherwise, if he wasted so much energy, he didn't help anything, then he was in the extraterritorial martial arts, and there was no future at all.

Xin Li had no choice but to destroy the three god giants and hurry up to the battlefield.

"Damn boy, don't let me catch you, or I'll have to skin you alive!"

The damn kid in Xin Li's mouth, that is, Wu Mochong, was lying leisurely on the Taishi chair at this time, drinking ice water and eating ice watermelon, looking leisurely.

Ma Jiao went to get busy, he rubbed all the Shaolin 72 stunts over and over again into a book, and then handed them over to those subordinates and let them tear them up and play.

Every time they tore a copy, those subordinates immediately learned a kind of seventy-two mastery. Although they have just learned, it is still very early to exert the power of the Shaolin seventy-two stunts, but the average monk wants to learn the Shaolin seventy-two stunts, and some can only learn two or three in a lifetime, but Wu Mochong's subordinates, basically one person has not practiced much, but has learned seventeen or eighteen, if this matter is known by the Shaolin faction, it is estimated that the eyeballs will fall out.

Wu Mochong was very leisurely, lying on the Taishi chair, wandering out of the world.

As for the forest outside the territory, the Great Snow Mountain Temple, he still has to go there, he ran in a hurry last time, the treasure was not dug up, and the Great Snow Mountain Temple did not take a look, in order to avoid those giants, several people fled back to the Death Desert in a hurry.

However, Wu Mochong had the map in his mind with him, and he could go whenever he wanted, so he was not worried that others would be able to grab it in front of him and dig up the treasure.

Wu Mochong asked Ma Jiao to first expand the Shaolin seventy-two stunts, each of which could tear twenty volumes of books for each person, so that those more than 200 subordinates, each of whom had twenty of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, and then asked Ma Jiao to stop rubbing, and let those subordinates practice well, let them work hard to raise each door to a certain height, and then let them practice the next one.

As the saying goes, greed is not too much to chew, a person learns seventy-two mastery at one time, and he is not afraid to practice too much, let them practice a few less, this is for their good.

However, Wu Mochong also has his own plans, if he lets them learn all the seventy-two Shaolin Absolute Learnings, and some traitors want to defect, will Wu Mochong want to kill the killer? He can only teach one hand and keep the other.

Let them learn more than 20 Shaolin 72 peerless studies, it is already Wu Mochong is very kind, this has to be given to other people, you have to be grateful if you can learn one.

This is not to blame Wu Mochong, there are too few people under him who can use it, so he has to hurry up and use this kind of method that others have not yet discovered, and he can learn this martial art by tearing up the book, taking advantage of this time difference, he wants to grab more cheats, and then arm his subordinates.

He wants to go to the capital first, he hasn't seen Jin Yan'er for a long time, and he doesn't know if Jin Yan'er is doing well.

When he thought of it, he directly called up the map of the capital city of Luoyang from his mind, and with a whoosh, the figure had disappeared in the desert of death.

The next moment, his figure slowly appeared in the capital.

As soon as he arrived in the capital, he heard a brittle bear child shouting behind him, "Master, why aren't you dead yet?"

Wu Mochong didn't have to look back, he knew with his ass that the bear child who cursed himself to death all day long and looked innocent was none other than Wu Mochong.

Sure enough, when I turned around, the bear child was happily eating a sugar gourd there, but she couldn't see where her sister Wu Feifeng went.

"Bear child!" Wu Mo rushed over and kicked him in the ass, Wu Yingying hurriedly dodged to the side, who knew that Wu Mo Chong kicked him fake, and snatching the sugar gourd from his hand was real, as a result, Wu Mochong was caught off guard for a while, but the sugar gourd fell under Wu Mochong's men.

Wu Mochong directly put a string of sugar gourds into his mouth, and praised at the same time: "Well, the sugar gourds are very delicious." ā€

Wu Yingying said: "Master Villain, you even grabbed the child's sugar gourd?"

"Grab the bear child for the teacher!" Wu Mochong said.

"With a master like you, it's really my misfortune as an apprentice, I poured eight lifetimes of blood mold, and accepted a master like you, creating evil, unfilial piety, God is unlucky, woo hoo lament!" Wu Mochong looked sad and compassionate, full of tears.

"Bear child, can you not do it in front of the master, and you are so ugly. Wu Mochong said.

"Master, I suddenly noticed something. Wu Yingying said.

"What's the matter?" Wu Mochong asked.

"Master, you are not only ugly but also blind, I am so cute, how can I be innocent, at best, I can only be called innocent. Wu Yingying said.

"I really don't want to fight with you bear boy, because every time I fight, I want to slap you to death. Wu Mochong said.

"I don't want to quarrel with you, a bastard master!" Wu Yingying said.

"Don't wait to see you bear child, where is your sister?" Wu Mochong asked.

"My sister went to the palace ......" Speaking of this, the bear child Wu Yingying suddenly stopped talking.

"What is your sister going to the palace for, is that place your sister can go to?" Wu Mochong said.

"Why can't you go, can't my sister go to pee at the foot of the palace wall?" Wu Yingying rolled his eyes and said casually.

"Peeing anywhere, aren't you afraid of the palace guards fines?" Wu Mochong said.

"What kind of character is my sister, forget it, you stupid master, you won't understand it. Wu Yingying waved his hand and said.

Wu Mochong stared at this bear child Wu Yingying, and saw that he was wearing a very gorgeous silk, he and his sister must have a very noble status, but these two bear children refused to say anything.

is still hiding from him, the master, and he didn't investigate it carefully, anyway, he will always know where these two little guys come from in the future.

However, his well-behaved and lovely female apprentice actually entered the palace, which is really unexpected.

However, next, something that Wu Mochong didn't expect happened, because someone posted the emperor list.

A group of people crowded into the imperial list to watch, and found that the competition held in the palace to recruit relatives had come out.

And Wu Mochong didn't go to see it, because he was absent in the last game.

However, after a while, a group of people found Wu Mochong, and then, a group of people looked at the emperor list and looked at Wu Mochong, this kind of scene was very weird.

Wu Yingying's eyes were sharp, and he said there: "Master, look at the portrait on the wall, it looks exactly like you. ā€

"Really?" Wu Mochong also noticed, walked over to take a look, and found that the emperor had indeed posted the candidate who won the final victory in this competition, and the portrait was indeed nine points similar to himself.

There are still people in the world who are nine points like themselves, and they must find a drink when they have time.

However, when Wu Mochong saw the words Wu Mochong and Ma Ye written on the list, he really couldn't laugh.

Why did he end up being a colt master, this is really unreasonable.