The Mad Cultivator

Chapter 51

"I didn't see the ancestor, but I can guess without thinking about it." The old ancestor Huang Quan continued to say in a sarcastic tone. "The Northern people robbed the place of the shadow clan. There is a natural contradiction between the two sides. Moreover, the shadow clan A woman is so beautiful and proficient in music. Who has the ability and doesn't want to get a shadow beauty to go back and play with a surname slave? Also, the shadow people have such a magnificent personality and carelessness, which offends many people ... How can they not perish!

"But after all, the Shadow clan helped the North clan against the demon!"

Huang Quan's ancestors scolded, "Naive! Human nature is not to remember resentment well! Who will remember them well after those tens of thousands of years? Besides, the Shadow clan is also afraid of demons invading Cangnan They shot it, and because they are cheap, they like to be in the limelight, who cares about these things, who can they blame? "

Ye Kong felt that he could not agree with Huang Quan's ancestors, and retorted, "You are not right, oh, friends help you deal with the enemy, but they are cheap, asking for themselves, and then after they are safe, they covet other women to look good. "What's the point of killing your friend's family? Is there an axiom?"

"Axiom?" Huang Quan's ancestor smirked and said, "It seems you are really naive. This axiom of this world is like this, and you will always be stronger! Either I eat you, you eat me! If you do n’t have the strength, Then you have a low-key, what friends, kindness, friendship are shit! As long as you have something in your pocket to make people fancy, anyone will kill people and treasure! Weak meat and strong food, without a trace of tenderness, this is the eternal axiom of the immortal world! "

That's right, this is the Cangnan continent, and this is the most authentic side of the Cangnan continent.

The sentiments here are so indifferent. Apart from strength, other friendships and morals are not as good as a piece of paper. This is why Wan Xuanzhen and Zhang Wude always emphasized "being low-key."

Ye Kong had been prepared for the ruthlessness of this continent, but when he heard the ancestor Huang Quan said this, he still felt very uncomfortable, and suddenly remembered the sentence left by the Five Elements and the Immortals.

"The world is really fucking." Ye Kong said lightly.

"Yes, indeed, this is a **** world." Huang Quan ancestor nodded.

"Have you ever heard of Wuxing Sanren?" Ye Kong asked again.

"Five Elements Sanshou? Sanshen? Generally Sanshou is called Sanshen. Haven't heard of it, is it famous?" Huang Quan's ancestor shook his head.

"Why don't you know, he soared."

Huang Quan's ancestors thought about it, still don't know, guessed, "Maybe within 100,000 years."

"Well then, I've refined your aura. Well, the reason for using the Cangnan continent is that I don't need to thank you. When I'm strong, I can kill you."

Huang Quan's ancestor laughed, "Indeed, as long as you have that ability." Then he yawned and stretched out, "Well, there is no spiritual power, I can't talk more if I want to talk. I fell asleep and remember to go In Fangshi, buy Lao Tzu some nourishing Yangdan. "

"I don't know where the Fang City is." Ye Kong grinned bitterly and began to refine the aura in his body.

The spiritual roots of Huang Quan's ancestors were mainly wooden auras and earth auras. Therefore, Ye Kong ’s body is full of these two auras. It ’s really time-consuming to refine. After all, the remaining consciousness on these auras is a primitive baby. Powerful consciousness in the middle.

Therefore, you can only take a little aura at a time, filter it back and forth several times, and finally incorporate it into Qihai, and they will merge with Ye Kong's own aura.

Although refining is slow, it is much faster than absorbing it from the air.

"Xiao Hong, what's the situation today?" Mrs. Er asked while drinking tea.

"Today Master Master 8 has closed the retreat, closed for five days, and came out to rest for a day. I heard what kind of kung fu should be practiced, and no one should be near his room." Xiao Hong bowed her head and replied.

"No one is allowed to approach?" The second wife frowned, and said, "while the girl named Lu is not here, you can take a look."

Xiaohong thought about Ye Kong's sudden rage in the morning. She was still worried, and said quickly, "She can't stay away from Lu Qin, and she is temporarily living with Aunt Chen."

The second wife glanced at Xiaohong unhappyly. "She won't go to the hut if she doesn't eat? Why don't you have a peek while she is away?"

"Master Eight is very shrewd, slaves are afraid of hitting the grass and scaring the snake." Xiaohong lowered her head and whispered.

"That's what it said." The second wife nodded and asked, "What martial arts are he doing, you tell me again."

"Yes, the slaves listened to three kinds. The first one was the beggar playing dog sticks, the second one was the dragon and the eighteen palms, and the third one was ... Oh, Jiuyin's bone-bone claws."

The second lady groaned, "He will have a lot of sticks, palms, and claws, but that stick is the best for marching. I have also seen a lot of generals under generals. I really want to see this kid playing. How mighty a dog stick is! "

If Ye Kong hears that he will faint, even the second wife would like to see his dog stick and wonder if he will be able to find it by then.

Xiao Hongyi returned to the room after reporting. At this time, an 18-year-old boy came out from behind, with red lips and white teeth and a faint moustache on his lips. It was the second wife of the second wife, the third master Ye Wu.

"Wuer, how much credibility do you think of Ye Kong's martial arts?" Asked Mrs. Er.

Ye Wu's eyes still stopped in the direction that Xiao Hong left. He returned to his mind when the old lady put the tea cup on the table.

"My son thinks, um ... Bacheng is still credible. Listen, beggars fight dogs must be inspired and evolved from beggars beating dogs ..." To say that Ye Wuzhi really talks about soldiers Good hand, talk now.

"But the child felt that it was not great. I do n’t think it would be used by the beggars. And the nine-yin white-bone claw, whose name is evil martial arts, must be too soft and spicy. The so-called nine-yin must be If you want to make nine women into bones, these martial arts will be defiled in the army. It ’s the eighteen palms of the dragon. The name is domineering and arrogant, and it will make people enthusiastic when they hear it. Tiger descending is exactly what men want. "

If this Ye Wu came to the earth and met Jin Yongfan, he would surely be a confidant, buddy, you are so god, you know so much by listening to the name. Jiuyin bones is the nine women who make white bones and yak! If I tell you the sad ecstasy of a hero Yang Guo, how do you explain it?

The second wife listened and nodded, "I also think that this boy is indeed not imaginary. These martial arts names are not something he can make up out of thin air, and I don't know what adventure he got."

Ye Wu was also jealous, and said with a grin, "God is injustice, let a fool have an adventure, if I get these martial arts, I must be hundreds of times stronger than him!"

The second wife smiled and touched her son's head and praised, "That's right, rest assured, we will get the exercises, haha."

Ye Wu saw the old lady in a good mood, and couldn't wait to ask, "Mother, when is Xiaohong to me, she's sixteen, can ... that round house, hehe."

"Your boy knows to put his eyes on Xiao Hong. If you practice martial arts seriously, how can you not compare with Ye Long Ye Hu? Let ’s wait until Xiao Hong gets the exercises from Ye Kong!"

Ye Wu was frustrated. "Why do you have to go to Xiaohong? I have to go to Ye Kong's little kid's house to steal the exercises in the middle of the night?"

"Confused!" The second wife scolded, "The boy is now martial arts high strength, if you let him find that hitting you is light, let him have an excuse to move out of Yefu, there will be no chance to start!"

Ye Wu was dissatisfied. "Mother, what's the meaning of beating me? Www.novelmtl.com ~ I don't believe he is such a great guy who just learned martial arts!"

"Don't mess with me!" Mrs. Er faced a stubborn face, Ye Wu didn't dare to say more, and retired in a grudge.

When I went out, I saw Xiaohong's room was lit with lights, and the thief was immortal. He stomped around, walked around the room, and came to the back window of the hut. I just saw the small window half-open. I don't know who it is.

The moonlight was like silver, and a small breeze blew. Under the lamp, the girl frowned and worried, with a faint water mist flashing in her eyes, holding her chin with her hands, to make the pink vermilion lips more lovely, and seeing Ye Wushen soul half gone.

"Hey, meet during the day, and still think at night, I don't know if it's Huaichun." Xiaohong suddenly muttered without a thought, then she noticed the dark shadow outside the window and asked, "Who?"

Ye Wu turned around in fright and ran away, muttering in his heart, kid Ye Kong, even let Xiao Hong have an unwillingness to think of you, see if I don't find a chance to humiliate you!

Xiao Hong also recognized him from the back of Ye Wu's escape, and she sighed, "Well, Master Three, I will marry this kind of boring and insignificant man who looks like a thief through the window?" "

Girls are very heroic. In contrast, Ye Kong is open to face thousands of people, and he respects the Ye family like a general.

And Ye Wu peeped and was found, like a dog of a bereavement, he almost fell over when he escaped, of course, Xiao Hong looked down.

But as the eldest wife of the second wife, can she choose? She had sold herself to the Ye family, and all the decisions were in the hands of the second wife. Although she could speak out to those family members, she was also a person without freedom and could not even feel to whom her body was entrusted.

Xiaohong stretched out Hao's arm, closed the window, and sighed, "Master Eight, you know that slaves are missing you ..."