In order to learn kendo, Xiao Wuhui did not resist worshipping others as teachers, but what he wanted to worship were those who cultivated higher than himself.

Zheng Ming has just entered the Yuefan Realm, it can be said that he is not even as good as some of his own disciples, and he is ashamed to let himself apprentice.

"You kid is talking nonsense, and you are not afraid of the wind shining your stones, I will put your words here for you, and when you feel embarrassed, you can ask me for help. Xiao Wuhui looked at Zheng Ming, as if assured: "I will never let those people make it difficult for you." ”

As he spoke, Xiao Wuhui rose into the air, his sleeves waved, and the whole person turned into a sword and disappeared.

Zheng Ming looked at Xiao Wuhui who was flying away, and a smile appeared on his face. What he said just now, although there was an element that angered Xiao Wuhui and asked him not to say any more, but at this moment, he was still a little moved.

Xiao Wuhui's qualifications are good, and being able to accept him as a disciple will be of great use to him in the future.

"This guy doesn't know that if he can worship you as a teacher, it will be the greatest honor in his life!" Divine Qingluo appeared behind Zheng Ming, and said lightly: "The true meaning of your mixed yuan green sword body is really suitable for him." ”

"Although he has never seen the true intention of opening the heavens, as long as you selflessly teach him this method, I believe that his achievements will definitely be above you. ”

The divine Qingluo said with great confidence, and it was obvious that she was very optimistic about Xiao Wuhui. Zheng Ming smiled at the divine Qingluo and said, "Then it depends on whether he can grasp this opportunity." ”

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Sky Splitting Peak, although it is not the highest, has a sword that slashes the sky, which makes people feel afraid when they see it.

Although it was already night, Du Renjie didn't rest, or even cultivate, he just stood there quietly, as if quietly watching the moon.

But in fact, his heart is not calm, and today's scene is constantly flashing in his heart.

Ji Yuan is really stronger than him, and Zheng Ming is also stronger than him!

In the past, he always thought that he was the first person of the younger generation, but now he realizes that he is far from others.

This gap makes him uncomfortable, and he wants to catch up with this gap. He Du Renjie will never admit defeat in this matter.

Just as he was clenching his fists, he saw a figure not far away, a figure as tall as a sword.

Master: Why didn't he cultivate?

"It's Renjie, Zheng Ming said that as long as I worship him as a teacher, he will teach me that sharp true meaning, what do you think I should do?" Just when Du Renjie hesitated whether to leave, Xiao Wuhui suddenly spoke.

Xiao Wuhui's figure gradually disappeared in the moonlight, and Du Renjie didn't have time to answer his master's question at all, and after he saw his master leave, he also understood that he didn't have to answer this question at all.

In fact, his master already has the answer.

When he heard the question from his master, Du Renjie's first feeling was anger, a kind of anger from the bottom of his heart.

This Zheng Ming, he dared to say that he would make his master a disciple, who did he think he was!

His master is the first person in kendo, and he asked him for advice, in Du Renjie's opinion, he just looked up to him, but he didn't know how to lift, so he had to fill a big clove of garlic here.

Damn, it's so hateful. Countless thoughts flashed in Du Renjie's heart, he clenched his fists, and his eyes became cold.

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In the early morning of the Three Emperors' Flat, Zheng Mingpan sat on the cyan lotus platform, quietly doing morning classes. At the moment when the first wisp of primordial purple qi appeared in the sky, Zheng Ming's rapid breathing and operation exercises, that is, instant kung fu, and the exercises of the red sun shining on the thousands, ran in Zheng Ming's body three times.

Every time, Zheng Ming felt that the true yuan in his dantian had increased a little, although this trace was very small, but the true yuan was the true yuan after all, and it was too much stronger than ordinary true qi.

It's just that this primordial purple qi is too little, and between breaths, what doesn't enter Zheng Ming's body becomes pure yang qi.

Although the pure yang qi was also of great help to Zheng Ming, it was still too far behind compared to the primordial purple qi.

Moreover, the two major treasure veins in the body corresponded to the two major runes, so the primordial purple qi absorbed by Zheng Ming was actually divided into two parts.

This already made the overstretched primordial purple qi even more insufficient. If it weren't for the cyan lotus platform that could enhance the absorption speed, Zheng Ming's cultivation speed would probably not be able to catch up with the ordinary Yuefan Realm.

The glow of the red sun in the early morning shone lazily on Zheng Ming's body, as if he had put on a wisp of gold for Zheng Ming. No, it should be said that under the illumination of this light, Zheng Ming's whole person seems to have become a golden man.

Incomparably sacred, like a round of sun.

The exercises of the Red Sun Shine are even more powerful when they reach the Yuefan Realm. After probing the Red Rizhao Daqian Technique, Zheng Ming found that there were two methods that he could cultivate in the near future.

One is the Sun God Needle, and the other is the Sun God Flame!

Among them, the most rare is not the sun god flame, but the sun god needle. This method talks about how after cultivation, the true elements in the body are gathered into needles, and then radiate like the sun's rays.

As long as this kind of Sun God Needle can be refined, even if it is thousands of Yuefan Realm besieging Zheng Ming, it will be difficult to please.

Even when the light shines, it can kill the people who shine in the light in one fell swoop.

It's just that although it is not difficult to gather the true elements into needles, the difficulty is to gather 3,600 sun god needles.

This is a water mill, and I can't rush it. As for the Sun God Flame, it needs to be comprehended, and the true element in the body needs to be comprehended through the comprehension of the Sun God Flame Dao pattern, so as to exert the Sun God Flame.

There are many people who practice the Red Sun Zhao Daqian Exercise, but there are not many people who cultivate the Sun Divine Flame, because the cultivation of this exercise is really a bit dangerous.

According to the records of the Red Sun Sect, half of the people who cultivated the Sun Divine Flame did not grasp it well, because the fire of the sun entered the body, and in the end, the whole person turned into ashes.

The Zhenzong Sect of the Red Sun Sect is not something that anyone can cultivate, and those who can be awarded this exercise are all geniuses.

Zheng Ming inhaled the last breath of pure yang qi into his mouth, and then exhaled slowly, at this moment, in addition to being comfortable all over, what made him feel the most was that time was really a little insufficient.

Thirteen kinds of runes required him to cultivate into thirteen kinds of exercises, and that's all, it was enough for him to be uncomfortable, and the exercises were still a lot worse.

Wait a minute to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, as a large sect, Vientiane Mountain should have a lot of collections, hoping to have what you need.

"Senior brother, it's time to eat. Mu Wan'er's shout came from a distance, although the voice was still the same voice, but from the girl's words, Zheng Ming heard joy, just like a light bird.

Light porridge, light vegetables and vegetables, but after Mu Wan'er's skillful cooking, there is an irresistible fragrance.

Although Zheng Ming no longer has to eat, eating Mu Wan'er's things, Zheng Ming feels that this is the most beautiful enjoyment in the world.

"Wan'er, if you can't eat Wan'er's cooking in the future, Senior Brother really doesn't know what to do next!"

Zheng Ming's words came from feelings, but in fact, they were also the truest feelings in his heart. Mu Wan'er's cheeks flew up with a flush, and then said firmly: "Wan'er will be with her senior brother for the rest of her life." ”

These words were said very calmly, as if they were the most normal conversation with Zheng Ming, but from Mu Wan'er's words, Zheng Ming heard the resoluteness in Mu Wan'er's heart.

He looked at the calm girl and smiled on his face.

Just when the two of them were silently enjoying this warm breakfast, they heard someone say in a deep voice: "Vientiane is in the same vein Song Shuyun asks to see the sect master!"

Zheng Ming is no stranger to the three words Song Shuyun, and after he became the sect master of Vientiane Mountain, he already knew the location of Song Shuyun.

Jiang Yuan's most trusted junior brother is also the chief steward of the entire Vientiane Gate, and he can be said to be a high authority in the Vientiane Gate.

It can be said that the operation of the entire Vientiane Gate is inseparable from this person. Although Zheng Ming didn't like this person, he had to see it.

"Meet the Sect Master. When Zheng Ming walked out of the room, Song Shuyun had already bowed and saluted, looking extremely polite.

It can even be said that Song Shuyun at this time was extremely respectful to Zheng Ming, as if he was a real subordinate, worshipping his supreme sect master.

But in this, Zheng Ming didn't feel any sincerity, he knew very well that in Song Shuyun's heart, he might be unconvinced by himself.

"Uncle Song doesn't have to be polite. Zheng Ming waved his hand and said politely to Song Shuyun: "Uncle Shi, please sit down and speak." ”

When Song Shuyun heard Zheng Ming call himself uncle, a faint color flashed in his eyes, and then he sat down opposite Zheng Ming with respect.

"This Three Emperors Ping is a blessed land, legend, these three pine trees, was planted by the ancestors of the year, watching the sunrise on the Three Emperors Ping, it is a great scene of our Vientiane Mountain. ”

Song Shuyun talked eloquently, there was more nostalgia in his eyes, Zheng Ming listened quietly, he knew in his heart that this time Song Shuyun came over, and he would definitely not discuss the scenery with him.

"Sect Master, Senior Brother Jiang Yuan was deeply inspired after seeing the Sect Master's Qinglian Sword Technique, and some martial arts that were not usually penetrated suddenly became enlightened. ”

So last night, when he went back, he started retreating. Before the retreat, let me settle the settlement on his behalf with you, the Sect Master. ”

As he spoke, Song Shuyun took out his storage bracelet, and a copper-colored seal appeared in his hand.

This bronze seal is only the size of a baby's fist, but it is very simple, looking at this seal, Zheng Ming's heart trembled suddenly.

He knew that this seal should be the Vientiane seal representing the position of the sect master of the Vientiane Gate, and this seal had always been in the hands of the Vientiane Yimai.

Originally, Zheng Ming thought that this Vientiane Seal should be an ordinary seal, but at this moment, seeing this Vientiane Seal, Zheng Ming knew that his previous thoughts were wrong, this thing is clearly a kind of inscription. (To be continued.) )