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"The Bull Demon Yuan hegemon, the Liuhe shape and meaning, the big monument hand. Pseudo-occultism, do you want to capture the dragon?"

In the back garden of the Beitang house, the sound of the piano has dispersed. Beitang Cangjue was still sitting in the pavilion, but there were a few more people in front of him, and his expression was respectful.

"Based on the Dragon Subduing Tiger Fist and the Bull Demon Yuan Overlord Body, the power to capture the dragon is derived, is this really true?"

Although he knows that these subordinates of his own know that he will never dare to speak falsely, he will not lie to himself. However, just because of this matter, it is too unbelievable, so Beitang is desperate, and he has to ask such a question.

In front of him, the man who was hidden as the head of the crowd and looked like a butler muttered for a moment before he replied in a cautious tone: "I waited until that time to be a little farther away, and I could only see the general idea, whether it was or not, I can't confirm it." However, Zhuang Wudao's occult magic power does have the power to capture the dragon and the tiger, which is true. Mo Yunmad was one hundred and fifty zhang away, and was sucked back by Zhuang Wudao, but he was shocked to death by a punch, this kind of power, even if it was a real dragon grabbing strength, it was nothing more than that. ”

"Then it should be!"

Beitang Cang bowed slightly with satisfaction: "Interesting, this Zhuang has no way, it's really interesting." In other words, only one of the six Qi Cultivators who participated in the ambush this time escaped. Most of the armor soldiers are also dead?"

"Yes!"

The butler bowed again and said, "I have seen with my own eyes that this person is invulnerable to the sword, and his fist skills are clear. On the battlefield, there is indeed the power of the ancient overlord. ”

"Well, I didn't mistake him! So what now? I hear you say that he fainted from poisoning. Will there be any dark diseases?"

"Probably not, I have probed his pulse, the poison is not deep, and it can be discharged in three or five days. However, this son is full of blood and blood, and it is difficult to suppress. This time I woke up, and it took a maximum of half a month to generate the true element. ”

"True Yuan, Qi Cultivation Realm?"

Beitang Cang chuckled, turned his head sideways and asked, "What do you think of this person?"

This question is the Beitangqin who asked.

Beitangqin's expression had already changed when he listened to everyone's story. Hearing the words at this time, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Then he curtsied a little ashamedly: "Miss and Mr. have a discerning eye, and there is no way to have this village." The day when my Beitang family excludes the city is just around the corner. This person can indeed be treated with the courtesy of a countryman, but Qin'er was rude before. ”

"Exclusive?"

Beitang shook his head and said, "With the temperament of the old man of the Gu Yue family, he will not give up on this. If the ambush strategy fails, there must be a backhand, and wait for it. It's wrong to say that I have a discerning eye, and I can't imagine it. That Zhuang has no Dao power, and he was able to break through the killing situation alone and kill Yu San. It's a real variable, it's exciting, and it's tricky!"

"However, with this Zhuang Wudao's martial arts talent, coupled with this dragon snatching strength. It seems that it is enough to make an exception for the Wujing Daoguan. "The one who reminded him was the butler.

Beitangqin's eyebrows jumped, this is true. Zhuang Wudao is innocent, and there is no family tie behind him, so he can cultivate the three supreme exercises to close to a heavy heaven. This person's comprehension in martial arts naturally goes without saying. It was the type that Lichen Sect liked the most when it opened the mountain to accept disciples, and there was always preferential treatment.

That dragon strength can restrain all the people in the world who are good at spiritual arts and most of the spiritual weapons. Even if Zhuang Wudao's cultivation qualifications were insufficient, it was enough for the Lichen Sect to make an exception to recruit him. There is no need to participate in the big competition, and take the risk of competing with many disciples of the family in Yuecheng.

Beitang Cangjue didn't care: "It's okay! Now that he is on the boat, it will be difficult to go down." And make an exception to recruit people who worship the Leaving Dust Sect, limited by the rules of the door, unless they achieve Jindan, they cannot be true in their lives. This son is intelligent and ambitious, so he should know how to decide. ”

After saying this, Beitang Cangjue held the tea cup in his hand, and his fingers rubbed it thinly. His eyes flickered and flickered, as if he was muttering something, and Zuihou smiled and stopped thinking.

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When Gu Yueming went to Gu Yue's mansion, he found that Gu Yue Tianfang and Gu Yue Qingrong had both returned before him.

Both of them sat in the gloomy lobby, and although it was dark, there were no lights. One person closed his eyes and meditated, and stroked the qin silently. One is not a god, and his face is pale.

"Grandfather, father!"

Gu Yueming has seen the ceremony. said with guilt: "It's the child's incompetence that worries the two of you,"

"What does it have to do with you?"

Gu Yue Qingrong said in a sullen voice: "My Gu Yue family is trying their best, but I can't help that kid." What can you do? I and your grandfather were not surprised by this son's ability, let alone you? The top priority is how to respond!"

Gu Yue Tianfang also opened his eyes, and said with a flat expression: "It's a blessing or a curse, things in the world, I'm afraid I don't have preparation." Although it is a defeat today, it can be regarded as a slight gain to know the roots of this person. When it really came to Dabi, it was caught off guard. Let me ask you, what are your chances of winning now?"

"Before the war today, I had seventy percent. After today's war, when it is four or six open, I am six and he is four. ”

Gu Yueming made no secret of the fact that he might not be the enemy of Zhuang Wudao. After pondering carefully for a moment, he spoke again: "If he generates a true yuan and steps into the Qi cultivation realm, then the situation will be different. The child's chance of winning is only forty percent. ”

Gu Yue Qingrong frowned: "I heard that Zhuang Wudao is today, but with a pair of fleshy palms, more than 170 people were killed in a row. Of the six Qi Cultivators present, as many as five died. If it weren't for the poisoning and fainting, I was afraid that Zuihou would be alone, and it would be difficult to escape. Ming'er, you are really confident, there are three or four percent chance of winning?"

Knowing the son Mo Ruo's father, although Gu Yue Qingrong is Chi Chun, he also knows that he is so killed, and if it is Gu Yueming, there is no possibility of survival. Even if it only lasts for half an hour, it is difficult.

Gu Yueming seemed to have expected it, and explained with a smile: "Father, this big comparison technique is different from fighting on the battlefield. The Zhuang Wudao ("" "See the latest chapter) big stele wrestler and Liuhe Xingyi Fist are both strong and fast, pay attention to short fights and go straight, and there is no need to move the turning place, especially suitable for one enemy. This son has the power to defeat the devil, if he meets head-on on the battlefield. I'm afraid that the child won't even be able to survive thirty. But if it is changed in the ring, the situation is different. ”

Gu Yue Qingrong pondered carefully, the situation was really like this. If it is changed to a wider place, Mr. Mo Da may not die so easily under the flesh of Zhuang Wudao.

"Forty percent is too little!"

Gu Yue Tianfang rhythmically tapped the coffee table beside him with his fingers, and said undoubtedly: "The Nine Refining Heart Cultivation Pill treasured in the clan can be used." But even if Ming'er adds two more layers of cultivation, he can't enter the middle stage of Qi training, and the odds of winning are at most seventy percent, which is still far from enough. We need to find another way, just like that—"

When he said this, Gu Yue Tianfang used the tone of the school examination again: "Today, the strategy of ambush and killing is no longer feasible. Ming'er, what plan do you have to solve the danger of my Guyue family today?"

Gu Yueming said without thinking: "The child has four strategies, one is to withdraw from this big competition. Asking Wu Jing to sit in the dust hall for the grace of the real person, the special entry, but the child is not a true disciple, it is not of much help to our clan. The second strategy is to completely muddy the water, or attract reinforcements from outside, or manipulate the number of scenes when the dust is compared, and then the child may not be able to face Zhuang Wudao before the first three finals (see the fastest update) come out. However, this method will also make my Guyue family the target of everyone in Yue City. However, although this strategy is not feasible, it can also be blackmailed. Whether it is the Xia family of the hundred soldiers, or the Lin and Kong families, they don't think that the Beitang family in Yuecheng is dominant. It shouldn't be difficult to arrange a good opponent for that Zhuang Wudao. The fourth strategy is that the child should try to open another spiritual trick within these three months. A little shallow, and ask my grandfather to correct it. ”

A smile finally appeared on Gu Yue Tianfang's face. With admiration in his eyes: "If these four strategies are not feasible, what will you do?"

"The child's body is flowing with the blood of the Guyue family, and he will not be afraid!"

Gu Yueming still spoke softly, but what was contained in his words was unshakable determination, and he smiled faintly: "With such an opponent, the child will not feel lonely in Yuecheng!"

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The land of the far north, above the snowy peaks of the ice field,

The fate of the past has long been broken. What I am asking for is the path of immortality, and what I am asking for is the boundless power. Can go to heaven and earth, can crisscross this world, at ease, omnipotent. It's not that I'm entangled in my parents' shortcomings, mediocre, and wasted this life—"

"Xi'er, Xi'er, when you know that I am faking my death, you should know my mind. Why do I have to go all the way from Soochow to find it? If I want to enter the Tao, I need to cut off all the dust. Everything in the world has nothing to do with me. The money left behind is enough for your mother and son to spend this life in peace. What's the problem?"

"You better go back, I am now called Chongyangzi, not your husband Shen Jue. ”

"Lie'er, his qualifications are five grades, if you are willing to leave him behind, I can give him a future. Shu'er will also treat him well,"

It was a woman dressed in goose yellow clothes, leading a four-year-old child, standing in the cold wind and howling snow.

The woman is beautiful and captivating, only coughing constantly, and her temperament is delicate, but only the eyes are bright and firm, with unusual persistence.

The child, on the other hand, looked at a young man in disguise in front of him with disbelief in his eyes. The look of admiration and longing in his eyes has not yet had time to recede.

This person was dressed in a green shirt, and he was stepping on a bright fairy sword under his feet. The temperament is dusty, the fairy wind is bone, and the posture is magnificent. However, what came out of his mouth were even colder and more piercing words than the cold wind on the top of the mountain.

And just behind this 'Chongyangzi', a woman who is also stunningly beautiful, dressed elegantly, is smiling and pretty, and has a friendly face. is also holding a child, his appearance is vaguely similar to Zhuang Wudao, but he is about twelve years old, and his eyes are full of ridicule when he looks at the mother and son in front of him.

The woman in the yellow dress looked at her in a daze, her eyes were first incredulous, and then turned to self-deprecation. At the corner of Zuihou's mouth, a trace of blood spilled and dripped on the snow, which was especially dazzling.

"Mother, mother-"

Zhuang Wudao's heart tightened, and he drank violently, waking up from his sleep, but he found that he was in his bedroom. And the whole body has been soaked in cold sweat.