Chapter 139: Silent (subscribing to make up)

"Goro! Wake up! Get up!"
Wu Ming came out of the merchant's house and saw Goro, who fell asleep on one side. He couldn't help but be speechless and kicked forward.
"Ah! Sorry, great!"
Goro blushes and is deeply embarrassed.
"Well... go to the hotel and stay, then we have another big meal, you can leave..."
Wu Ming spoke casually and immediately saw the gaze of Goro.
But there is nothing to say.
After all, at his age, he missed the best time for practice. Next, correction will inevitably cost more effort. Wu Ming is looking for followers, but it does not mean anything. It is not directly proportional to the benefits.
"What about Yamada's home in Numa City?"
At this time, looking at the Tianshou Pavilion in the center of the city, Wu Ming’s mouth was a smile.
According to the statement here, if Shi Gao is more than 10,000 stones, and he builds a city pool, and controls one city and one country, it can be called a big name.
This Yamada family has a height of 12,000, representing a military force that can mobilize about a thousand or so, and there are 20 to 50 warriors. It is indeed a small force in the Izumo.
unfortunately……
"Ordinary military forces, a thousand soldiers are a thousand feet, is an ordinary peasant, it is not worth looking forward to... the real combat power, or the dozens of warriors... almost the surface strength of the Wang family in Chufeng County Not as good as..."
Fifty warriors represent fifty elite soldiers, and perhaps there are bows and horses. If the plains charge and are surrounded by the army, it is naturally a dead end.
However, Wu Ming has only one person, using complex terrain to fight guerrillas, killing the foot as light as mowing, and even breaking the samurai.
Needless to say, Yamada Hushen is really willing to use all his own money in order to encircle a rogue?
Therefore, the previous wine house duel event has actually passed.
This point, from the end of the Nagata Longchang as the Yamada Hu Sheng's royal businessman, but to recruit, can be seen.
"My dignity is not in the privilege of the samurai, it is in this sword..."
Wu Ming looked at the samurai sword on his waist and smiled.
Now, he is no longer a name, he has invested in this world, and he is confident that he can live very well. What he relies on is his own strength! Or say... internal luck!
This life is illusory, the foreign transport is like rootless duckweed, only the internal transport, is the real control, the real power!
Although somewhat disappointed, Goro still accomplished his task well.
Wu Ming did not lose money at all, and naturally lived in the best room.
In fact, the life of the rogue and the wild warrior is very hard, and it is normal for the meal. The meal is not normal. In the winter, even the death of the hungry is quite a lot, but Wu Ming will not abuse himself, and there are three black bears sold. Ten money, what is to enjoy is the best.
Soon, the news of a strong warrior staying in the hotel was passed on, and the security brought by it attracted more guests, so that the three-pointed boss smiled.
Time goes to night.
After rejecting the boss's full of hints, or even simply an invitation from the wind, Wu Ming sat on the tatami with his knees in his hands, and a bright pearl appeared in his hand.
"This is followed by Hou Zhu... After taking the essence of the Ba snake, it seems to change slightly!"
After being the Emperor of Dongyue, Wu Ming naturally knew what it was like to attract Houzhu in the palace of the palace.
"The ancient beast... the snake? On this, although this bead is a dragon, but it also has a snake..."
Wu Ming will follow the Houzhu to the moonlight, and suddenly it will be seen that the golden and blue clouds in the air are not condensed, and the looming purple snake shadow is becoming more and more lively.
I am on top of the cloud and change in an instant.
The colors of gold and blue are gathered, and a cyan dragon is emerging in the middle!
Although he can see the subtlety of the sky, he divides the man's air transport into three layers. This dragon is only a foreign trade, but other hopes can not have this ability. If you see it, it is possible to go directly to worship.
Breathe……
Wu Ming's simple breath, the flash of light in his eyes, will confuse the thoughts and enter the state that is most suitable for practice.
Within the sea of ​​knowledge, the "Huang Ting Yin Fu Jing" has been completed, but it is automatically running.
At this time, it can be noticed that the outside of the golden cyan cloud gas is continuously decreasing, and it is concentrated ten times and enters the internal transportation range.
Affected by this, the original red and white color of the insider representing his mage level, the redness of the redness is gradually thickening, and the purification is fast. The process is fast, it is incredible, enough to make those who are suffering in the mountains and mountains to envy and die.
"The so-called solid foundation... is the process of diversifying the duckweed in the wind and completely digesting it into a stable internal transport..."
With the eyes of the sky, the way of gas transportation, suddenly there is no secret in front of Wu Ming.
By the time the sky became clearer, Wu Ming slowly recovered, and the surface showed a happy color: "According to this progress, within a few months, you must be an advanced person!"
In fact, after the last world of ghosts and the return to the big week, he did not have much time to practice.
The world of ghosts and ghosts is not perfect. After the big week, it has not been pulled into the task directly for a few days. Only now can we calm down and understand the mystery of Huang Tingyin.
"The realm of the monk, the Master is white and red, the real person is the redness of the internal transport, the achievement of the gods, the consolidation of the person... The next heavenly master is golden..."
At this time, I couldn't help but think of the swordsman who had no thoughts.
"This time also I heard that this kendo can be divided into swordsman, the swordsman who is exempt from all, the swordsman, and the Juggernaut in the rumor... Swordsman, Swordsman Level 2, Jianhao Level 3, rumored Juggernaut, perhaps Level 4, equivalent to Wudao Wusheng?"
Da Zhou Wu Dao is divided into four stages: the physical body, the master, the great master, and the Wu Sheng.
This master is already comparable to the Master, the internal transport is red, and the Grand Master is the martial arts level 3, comparable to the real master!
Although the applicability of the Taoist law is extremely strong, if the Taoist is well prepared, the military will inevitably be defeated. However, in the case of close combat, within five steps, the means of doing the enemy is better than the Taoist.
"After the Buddhism Grand Master, it is Wu Sheng! In the rumors, Wu Sheng is honed to the limit regardless of the meat, the inner interest, or the spirit. It is said that King Kong is not bad, and it is placed in the military. It is a peerless savage. Enemy! I don’t know what about Juggernaut here?"
"Although there is no road after the rumor of Wudao Wusheng, but the fourth-level master is comparable to the Taoist Tianshi, it is also very horrible..."
Wu Ming's face is dignified.
This sacred continent's practice system is not limited to one kendo.
The Yin and Yang division, the ninja, and the ghost gods, and even the rumored of the creation of the Tianzhu, have made him aware that the world, no matter the top strength, or the level of ordinary practitioners, may have to surpass the world of ghosts!
"Le Song in the world of ghosts and ghosts is just a real person of Taoism and three levels. When he arrives here, he may be the strongman of a famous country, but he is definitely not invincible, the world is the first..."
At this point, Wu Ming is a bit stunned.
He was originally a cautious person, and immediately passed through what he had done. He found that he was not doing anything too bad at the moment, but he was not afraid of reflexion and was slightly relieved.
"There are still hostile authorities..."
Even if the other party is only 10% more likely to be stronger than Wu Ming, Wu Ming is not willing to take risks.
So first lurking here, silently practicing to the real person, perhaps the best response.
At present, he is not a Taoist second-class, and his combat ability can enter the third level. However, if he is a real person and cooperates with Leifa, his combat power can be promoted to the third level!
This is the level of Dajianhao. Even if a country is famous, it needs to be respected. It is a personal thing in the whole Fusang.
"The other party may not be in the cloud... the best means, or is it delayed?"
Wu Ming was thinking about the limitations of that decade.
He is not a person who advocates a breakthrough between life and death. If it can be dragged to the end of ten years, the other party does not have the right to exempt from obliteration. It is really a good thing.
He didn't mind spending ten years at the cost of killing the enemy by the main temple!
"It’s just the main temple, it doesn’t seem to be so cheap, right?

Wu Ming shook his head.
......
Two months later.
"Hey!"
A huge white ape monkey, with only a bloodshot vertical eye in the center of his forehead, his hands open the bushes and scream at Wu Ming.
"Shooting!"
Next to it, a dozen people from all over the country shouted and shot bows and arrows, but they were all blocked by white fur.
"Adult, please, please!"
An old man in a patterned dress, looking at the white monster and roaring, immediately bowed to Wu Ming.
"Give it to me!"
Wu Ming’s face was speechless, and the sword was pulled forward.
"A warrior in the district..."
The one-eyed ape roars and speaks the human language: "Be a sacrifice for my ninety-nine lives!"
"Noisy!"
Wu Ming and his sword smashed out, and the blazing sword light suddenly fell from the shoulder of the ape, and it was like a broken bamboo.
Peng!
A large piece of gray smoke exploded, and a ceramic bowl with a crack was seen, and it fell to the ground and swayed.
"Discuss...requested!"
The people of the country next to them are all open-mouthed, with an incredulous expression on their faces: "The ninety-nine lives, but the drive of the presence of several monks and surgeons..."

It’s a good thing to help the grown-up!

"There is light on the sword of the adult! The wind and the magic are really worthy of the name, but the world's famous blade..."
......
Many arguments came, Wu Ming was not able to do it: "Don't you have a ghost of a level..."
In the eyes of his spirit, the white giant python, the demon gas, no matter the difference, the inner movement is only pale!
In general, the purification of one color, representing the consolidation of the level, such as the pure black inside, is the standard level! Pure white is the standard second! Now light black, it is slightly stronger than the average person, actually can be passed on like this!
Looking at the old man next to him is also a grateful look, Wu Ming is even more speechless.
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