Chapter 18: Mukhon

After more than a month, Mu Kong, the middle-aged man, taught each other Bai carefully. Although all these were not needed, he had to pretend to be a modest teacher.
The condensed state guides the cultivation of the path, and the absurd scene is almost performed every day.
Fortunately, time flies, Fang Bai finally survived this kind of torture and successfully opened up the seventh pulse, and his anger rose sharply again. Seeing that the second day was the big draw, Mu Kong looked a little excited.
"You are a disciple of Danzong, representing the face of Danzong. I can't make it into the top ten, and I can do it." Mu Kong's cold words made Fang Bai's heart cold, and he could feel that killing intention, not a threat. It will definitely do it!
The indifference of Fang's family, the ruthlessness of Bai's family, the posthumousness of Mu family, the insidiousness of Feng Wou-ki, and the cruelty of Mencius all make Fang Bai feel the cruelty of the military world!
Fang Bai had a high starting point in the previous life and was taken care of by the master. He did not experience much until the last brother betrayed the sneak attack. Starting from scratch in this life, I found that the world is cruel!
Forbearance!
Without absolute strength, he must be patient!
"I will surely enter the top ten." Fang Bai nodded, at this time there is no retreat, failure means death, he cannot afford to lose!
"No need to practice today, take a good rest, I will come to you tomorrow."
After Mu Kong went out, Fang Bai looked at the sky, and there were more than three hours before dawn, and he retrained his martial arts.
The deciduous palm and floating steps are the basic martial arts he has practiced in previous lives. He is not clear about the specific level, anyway, it will not be lower than the human level.
The impact of high-level martial arts on strength is very obvious. Fang Bai had a deep understanding of the battle against Muqiuyang that day. Especially after practicing the Eight Greatness of Chaos, his vitality was more than ten times stronger. The challenge of leapfrogging was not difficult.
Fang Bai's only reliance is on falling leaves and floating walks. Other martial arts cannot be used until they enter the gas gathering environment, and they must be released outside.
In front of the hall, Fang Bai's body turned into a white shadow and danced in the bright moonlight, his palms swayed, his breath was irritating, and the waves were rolling. After a while, he saw only a white horse running fast in the air.
One hundred thousand disciples at Tianjimen, of which there are always a lot of good people, came down in three months, and organized the disciples who hoped to win twenty places.
One hundred disciples are expected to enter the top 20, of which ninety-nine belong to Wuzong and one belongs to the lineage, but Danzong has none.
Dan Shi and Zhen Shi are superior to martial arts, which is obviously inferior to those who just martial arts. This can be seen from this list.
The power of the Dan division and the formation division cannot be shown in the single battle, but it is more of an influence. Of course, a powerful formation is different. Once you give him time to form a large formation, you can kill dozens or even hundreds of times.
However, those are all future things. No one under the age of 18 can do it.
In this way, the disciples in the list are particularly prominent, Jing Mengke!
It sounds like a woman's name, but no one dares to look down upon him. Since the age of six, he has been brought into the clan's clan. Not only is the talent of the formation method extremely powerful, but even martial arts is not weaker than some self-proclaimed talents.
Seventeen-year-old, all-level peak formation division, gathered Qi on the second floor, is enough to prove his horror! Everyone knows that the seat of the next generation of lineage masters must be him, and the remaining question is whether Jing Mengke is willing or not!
In the eyes of many people, the position of the lord of the lineage is coveted, but the real genius may not care, their eyes are not in the celestial gate, far away.
What Tianjimen's disciples are most looking forward to is that the two disciples newly received by the host will finally show up, especially Bai Qianxue's claim to be the first beauty of Tianjimen, causing countless disciples to reverie.
Mu Qiuyang and Bai Qianxue are also these 20 powerful contenders, and they are likely to enter the top ten.
There is a gorge to the west of Tianjimen, and the gorge further west is a continuous mountain range, Pingyin Mountain.
There are countless beasts living in the mountains, and it is a treasure of Feng Shui that disciples of Tianjimen have experienced and obtained cultivation resources. Of course, there are many fierce dangers.
The place where Tianjimen is much bigger has always been in this canyon.
In the most empty part of the gorge, some dais have been set up. Each of the east, west, and north has a stand. The stands are built on the mountain, and a large letter is engraved on the mountain.
Wu Zong, Dan, Zhen, Wu Zong stands in the north, Dan Zong in the west, Zhen Zong in the east.
At this time, Wu Chengyun, the master of the Tianjimen gate, was sitting in the middle of the Wuzong grandstand. He also had the identity of the Wuzong suzerain. Since the establishment of the Tianjimen, the seat of the gatekeeper has always belonged to the Wuzong suzerain.
Behind Wu Chengyun stood a man and a woman, a man in a black suit, a sword eyebrow into the cloud, staring like a star, with a smile, looking around; women's white clothes are like snow, jade skin is like fat, bright teeth, chubby lips, beauty Yan Wushuang, but she looked pale, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.
When Mu Kong brought Fang Bai to the gorge, it was already overcrowded, and finally he squeezed into the stand of Danzong in the west, and Mu Kong's complexion immediately gloomed.
Originally belonging to the stand of Danzong, at this time was full of people, the costume seemed to belong to the Wuzong side.
"roll!"
Mu Kong's cold words fell, and Fang Bai's strength was somewhat inexplicable. When was Dan Zong, who only had more than 200 people, so domineering?
The people sitting on the seat belonging to Dan Zong are extremely ugly, and dare to sit on this seat, which undoubtedly illustrates their strength and status.
Now almost all the disciples of Tianjimen are gathered here, so scorned by Mu Kong, where can they put their face?
"Mu Kong, aren't you too arrogant?" A plain-clothed old man with a somber face looked very daunted.
"I don't want to say the third time, everyone will get me off!"
Mu Kong's voice rose a bit, and the hustle and bustle of the crowd suddenly calmed down, his eyes looked together, and he immediately discovered something interesting.
The old man in Suyi's face was even more ugly. He suddenly stood up and screamed angrily, "Mu Kong, don't forget that you are a disciple. Which one is not Elder Zongnei? Here is what you should commit!"
"It's shameless to rely on the old to sell the old! After ten breaths, if you don't roll, I will do it myself!"
Mu Kong's arrogance and domineering made Fang Bai's eyes wide open. What's more curious is that there are at least a dozen elder levels here. Despite the angry beard and the complexion, none of them has done anything.
"Mu Kong is not easy!" Fang Bai finally understood, no wonder Meng Yue would promise him.
Those elders were 'good-tempered', but some of the disciples of Wu Zong could not stand it anymore. Those elders who had no apprentices and sons and grandchildren were a good time to divide their worries and solve problems. At that time, someone jumped out.
"So brave, dare to disrespect the elders, take him to the punishment hall!"
"Yes, take him down!"
A group of people shouted, Mu Kong turned his head and glanced coldly, and said to Fang Bai: "The garbage is not worthy of me, I leave it to you!"
"Uh……"
Fang Bai sank his face. These people are indeed garbage. In Fang Bai's heart, why isn't Tianjimen not garbage? The problem is that his current strength is too weak. Among these people, there is a gathering atmosphere. He may not be able to please him!
"Let go of your hands and feet, life or death, something happened, I stand for you, I can't stand it, the lord is standing!"
Mu Kong's words left Fang Bai speechless, but things couldn't be avoided, and people had rushed over.
The planktonic steps started, a white shadow rushed into the crowd, deciduous palms swept around, and a scream screamed and fell from the stand. Suddenly a group of people rummaged and yelled.
Surrounded by siege, Fang Bai had too much time to think, avoiding the Qiqi martial arts fighters, and specializing in the pulse of the martial arts. Below the gas gathering environment, no one is the enemy of Fang Baiyihe, the scene is a mess, but the military gathering gas situation is not good to intervene.
In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were beaten up by Fang Bai, and everyone was awakened. Someone shouted loudly, "All those who have passed through the pulse have retreated!"
The scene was a lot empty at the moment, and there were only five gas gathering martial arts soldiers surrounding Fang Bai. If it was a gas gathering martial arts soldier, Fang Bai still had a good deal, and five, he was by no means an opponent.
"Who moves, who dies!"
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At this moment, Mu Kong's cold eyes swept over, and the five soldiers in the gas gathering state froze and looked at the elders.
"Mu Kong, you are too much!"
The elder Su Yi slowly stood up and said coldly, "Let me teach Dan Zong a good lesson and teach you this unsavvy madman!"
"Ten breaths are over!"
Mu Kong didn't look at him, and murmured, "Master, the disciples can't be filial, remember to avenge the disciples!"
The voice fell, his body suddenly disappeared, and it appeared again that he had arrived in front of the plain-clothed old man, and a golden spear was raised in his hand, and the overbearing momentum erupted, and the roar stabbed!
"Arrogance!"
The old man in Su Yi screamed violently, his palms moved, his glaucoma spit out, and he converged into a qi shield to reach his chest. A spear stabbed above the shield, and a roar rang out, shining.
"Come again!"
The golden spear in Mu Kong's hand trembled, suddenly like a golden dragon out of the hole, a little bit of golden light spread out to surround the old man in prime clothing, and the air was full of killing gas.
"broken!"
The old man's blue shield spread out, condensed into a long whip, and surrounded the body. The golden light fell and swept away.
"Get him first!"
Seeing this, the gatherers on the side saw one after another and killed Fang Bai. Fang Bai secretly exclaimed, but rushed up without a break!