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- "Uncle Ma, why hasn't Brother Lingfeng come?"
"Has Brother Lingfeng's cultivation level increased?"
"Last time, Brother Lingfeng said that his master would give him a magic weapon, did he get it?"
"Is Brother Lingfeng's master really a master of Yushen Qi?"
Ma Yunteng's knowledge of Ling Feng was indeed limited. After a few words, he was overwhelmed. He poured out all the things he knew, but Zhen'er obviously still had more to say.
In the end, there was really nothing to ask, so the child gave up, then shook his head, looked at Ma Yunteng with his eyes open, and suddenly a smile appeared on his small face.
"Uncle, are you a warrior?"
Ma Yunteng also nodded with a smile. The child looked again, with a puzzled look on his face.
"Then why don't you practice, uncle, the power of martial arts is too bad."
If the other party was an adult, Ma Yunteng would definitely laugh it off and ignore it, but the other party is now a child, and he is staring at a pair of innocent eyes, looking at him curiously. Looking at the child's innocent eyes, I felt in my heart that I should say something to the child.
After a pause, seeing that Zhen'er was still staring at him suspiciously with his big eyes, he patted the child's head and said warmly:
"Zhen'er, in fact, the power of martial arts is not bad, and sometimes it is very powerful."
"Uncle, you are lying, as long as I cultivate my own magic weapon, I can smash such a big rock!"
The child stood up from the stone bench, tilted his head, and pointed to a large bluestone in front of him. The bluestone was about the size of a millstone. It looked like it had been placed in the ground for some years, but it looked quite solid.
After making gestures, Zhen'er tilted his head and looked at Ma Yunteng proudly, then pulled out a small bamboo sword from his waist, held it in his hand and compared it a few times, with a longing look in his eyes, as if he was Imagine that what you are holding is a real magic weapon flying sword.
A smile flashed in Ma Yunteng's eyes, and it seemed that there was some love and pity. The child's expression was so familiar, and Ma Yunteng's thoughts seemed to return to his own childhood, those days in Tianling, and the same eyes, such Longing, but more fiery.
Withdrawing his thoughts, he looked at the child in front of him again. Zhen'er was still playing with his little bamboo sword, with a sweet smile on his face, still immersed in fantasy, apparently unaware that the Baizhuo faction might face catastrophe.
Ma Yunteng didn't want to disturb him, so he sat beside him and watched quietly. Zhen'er danced for a while, then raised his head, with a strange light in his eyes, looking at Ma Yunteng expectantly.
"Uncle, why don't you learn how to practice with my grandfather? My grandfather used to be a martial artist, and later became a practitioner. Now my grandfather has cultivated inner alchemy. Uncle, do you know inner alchemy?"
With a smile on the corner of Ma Yunteng's mouth, he touched Zhen'er's head again, and took his bamboo sword over. The bamboo sword was carved very finely, and the surface was very smooth. Obviously, Zhen'er often played with it in his hand.
Seeing that Ma Yunteng didn't speak, Zhen'er thought he didn't believe it, and looked serious with a stern face.
"Uncle, you are Brother Feng's friend, I will go and tell Grandpa, Grandpa will definitely accept you."
At this time 75*zwz.co m Zhang Si. 强牺 wanbar.net 读牺。 Although the other party is just a child, Ma Yunteng feels warm in his heart. Practitioner, Ling Feng also said this to himself, seeing that Zhener was still looking at him solemnly, he said with a smile:
"Zhen'er, in fact, you can be a warrior or a practitioner. Martial arts are actually very powerful."
Speaking of this, Ma Yunteng looked at the bamboo sword in his hand, and then gently lifted the sword. The bamboo sword slowly glowed with bursts of brilliance, and a sword glow suddenly shot out from the tip of the sword, which was more than one foot long. , indeterminate.
Zhen'er was obviously stunned by Zhu Jian's abnormality, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was open, as if he hadn't recovered from the memory, he stared blankly at everything.
Ma Yunteng swung the bamboo sword casually, and saw that the boulder that Zhener pointed to just now was cut in half silently, just like a steel knife cutting tofu, and the cut was extremely neat.
"Good work! What a powerful sword glow!"
A cheer came from behind. The Baizhuo faction had a banquet today, so the staff moved around quite frequently. Ma Yunteng was located quite close to the rear entrance gate, so he felt that someone was approaching here, but he didn't take it to heart.
At this moment, he turned his head when he heard the call, and saw a middle-aged martial artist and a young girl walking over. The martial artist seemed to be about fifty years old, and his cultivation had reached the first level.There is no place for you here, go out and stay with the servants, don't show your eyes here! "
The anger in Ma Yunteng's heart rose instantly. At this time, Ling Lei was entertaining guests in the hall. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but smile wryly. He took two quick steps forward, with a smile on his face, and patted Ma Yunteng on the shoulder. .
"Brother Ma, don't mind, there are too many guests, you should sit there for a while."
As he spoke, he pointed to an empty corner of the lower head. Ma Yunteng suppressed his anger, looked stunned, and walked slowly to the corner. Many people around him still looked at him with smiles, and some of them kept pointing with their fingers.
Sitting down in the corner, Ma Yunteng calmed down and continued to think about his own thoughts. After a while, the noisy scene resumed in the hall, and the "member outside the Lanjianmen" sitting at the top squinted his eyes and fell asleep. It seems that he is indifferent to the things around him.
After a while, Ling Luoming walked in slowly with a Taoist priest, and the hall quickly fell silent. Ling Luoming smiled all over his face, as if the Taoist priest came to make him very happy, while the Taoist priest showed a sense of immortality, Shi Shiran walks with style.
The cultivation base of the Taoist priest has reached the fifth stage of god control, and he is regarded as a master in the practice world, and the cultivation base of the member of the Lanjianmen has also reached the fifth level, and the cultivation base of the servant behind him has reached the fourth level. .
And most of the guests invited by the Baizhuo Sect were at the second or third level of cultivation, and they were all very low. None of them were in the alchemy stage, so they were obviously not good enough.
After the Taoist priest came in, Ma Yunteng heard someone beside him talking quietly.
"I didn't expect Baizhuo Sect to invite the master of Songmiao Guan Zeyuan. It's really a face!"
"That's right, the Hundred Clumsy Sect has really cultivated the blessings of eight lifetimes to be able to invite Master Zeyuan."
"If there is the support of Master Zeyuan, Lanjianmen will have to sell some face."
The Taoist turned a deaf ear to the heated discussions around him, went straight to the "members outside" and gave a speech. The member hurriedly stood up to return the salute, sweeping away the arrogance he had just shown.
Ma Yunteng just heard the people next to him say that this member is the head of a hall in Lanjianmen, named Bu Xiang, and he can be regarded as the number one person in Lanjianmen. His cultivation base is not low, and he should be similar to this Taoist, but he seems to be scruples or respectful of this Taoist, Ma Yunteng can't help but feel a little strange.
Ling Luoming asked Temple Master Zeyuan to sit down, and then accompanied by the Prime Minister himself.
强牺 hxjxs.com 读牺。 After sitting down, the Taoist chatted with the member of the Blue Arrow Gate, It seemed that the two were very familiar with each other, and Ling Luoming was also very surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't help but feel happy. If the two of them knew each other well, things would go more smoothly. It is still right to invite someone.
After a while, it seemed that the time was about the same. Ling Luoming stood up, lowered his head and asked the Taoist in a low voice:
"Senior, junior is starting?"
Make big z.com make owls. Zeyuan Guan's face was on the main board, and he nodded indifferently.
Ling Luoming straightened his body, took two steps forward, coughed lightly, and then looked around.
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