Global Elite Sports Center, underground refining institute of the Dongguo Ancient Boxing Department.

The four working students were still circled around the wall gloomyly, swaying left and right, shouting, "The sky is clear, the earth is spiritual, burn incense and worship the Lord Wood." Unfortunately, the Lord Wood no longer appears, and the four sleepwalking spirit mediums only consume their energy in vain.

In the training room rest area, Sun Xunqiao was explaining the reasons for the sudden change in the four styles of the work reading.

An old man with wide robe and big sleeves and white hair was sitting next to Chang Duanxuan, holding the four-color candied fruit on the table without eating, staring at Sun Xunqiao's chest.

Sun Xunqiao was trembling when he saw it. After explaining to Chang Duanxuan, he raised his chest with both hands and said:

"Sir Yuan, I'll go to the kitchen to prepare for cooking first, if I have nothing to do."

Yuan Shengtian's eyes shone, "Sun Xunqiao, your natural divine power was well-trained in the past, and it was meaningless from the body to the soul, that is, you can use both palms to the hands.

"I saw it today and it was very different. Your warrior spiritual sense actually had a bit of sincerity like a god, a prophet of misfortune and fortune, interesting and interesting.

"Come on, Master now wants to practice the right martial arts for you, so that you can make great progress within three months..."

Chang Duanxuan raised his eyebrows, "Can't you get out of bed within three months?"

Yuan Shengtian was stabbed by his old friend and said unconvincedly:

"Old Chang, you are just looking forward and unable to let go. How good Lei Donglan is, you see how you teach you, you are conservative and self-confidence. If she hadn't found a different approach, would she have achieved what she has today?

"Do you dare to make a bet with me and give Sun Xunqiao to me. Within one month, no, within half a month, I will let him be reborn and become a human being, at least five times better than now!"

Chang Duanxuan pinched a nine-character plum, and said slowly:

"Xunqiao, Master Yuan respects you so much, what do you think?"

Sun Xunqiao was trembling and frightened.

 The transformation is five times stronger in half a month. I am afraid that I will be played as a mutant in the cutting-edge martial arts transformation. Once I practice kung fu, I will not even recognize my own mother. What's the use of becoming stronger?

"No, Master Yuan, I'm weak and can't afford to make trouble. I'd better go to the kitchen to cook."

"You coward, if everyone is like you, what else can martial arts develop!"

Yuan Shengtian's fluffy snow eyebrows were so angry that they stood up. With a big sleeve, he swept Sun Xunqiao directly into the kitchen, without seeing it.

“Have Liang De not come back yet?”

"The true nature of Wood Art Rules is getting more and more turbulent, and Ade wants to wait until he enters a relatively stable period before coming over."

Chang Duanxuan sighed and said:

"You apprentice let go of your hands and feet and teaches you. You have learned well, but unfortunately your life is not very good."

"Your life is gone?"

Yuan Shengtian yelled twice, his nose was not the nose, his face was not the face, and his face was squinting at Chang Duanxuan.

"I don't have the same knowledge as you."

Old man, at such an age, why is he still so virtuous?

Chang Duanxuan couldn't help laughing and crying, turned his head and stopped looking at him.

Not long after, the passage between the grocery store and the underground refining station was opened, and a wooden ladder appeared out of thin air.

Liang De walked down the wooden ladder with a hard wooden craft rule, like a bald bandit who had just grabbed the wife of the village.

"Master, Master Yuan, I've carried him back."

Yuan Shengtian interrupted his contempt for his old friend and stood up to Liang Dedao:

"Hurry up, throw it over and show it to me."

"You can't throw it away, you can only take it lightly."

Liang De swung his right hand and said:

"Master Yuan, you don't know how wild his true nature is. The net value trend chart of Anping Growth Mixed Growth is not as wild as him.

"I didn't even dare to put him in the Haina Illusion, for fear that the strong internal aura would interfere with his mind, so I didn't dare to fly, so I had to carry it back."

Liang De honestly carried the wood art rules and walked to Yuan Chang and the others, bent down and put him upright next to the table.

Countless pieces of true nature of red sandalwood float around the wood art rules, rebirth and death, rising and falling, drawing a trajectory like a meteor falling.

Yuan Shengtian pointed at Mu Yigui's eyebrows, and saw purple air rising under his feet, and purple air rolling out from his sleeves, flooding him and Mu Yigui.

In the purple air, Yuan Shengtian's appearance and figure changed in an instant. He began to grow up slowly from the woodworking rules that looked like a child. After experiencing childhood, youth, and youth, he finally became exactly the same as the woodworking rules in front of him.

After a while, Yuan Shengtian removed the purple energy and soul from all over his body and turned to Liang Dedao:

"You said he became like this after seeing the Thunder Chun Sect. Later, Mr. Tai shouted at him a few words angrily. Did those two have any special actions before the end of the ritual?"

"Old Yuan, are you worried that those two people have secretly kept their hands on Wood Art Rules?"

"I didn't find anything strange, but I can't say it, Master, please take a look at it yourself."

Liang De showed his martial arts spirit and used his own supernatural power to copy previous soul memories, and passed them to Yuan Shengtian and Chang Duanxuan in the air.

Although I have told them about the past and afterwards, it is just a brief information summarized from his own perspective.

With the same first-hand information, the two Red Tribulation practitioners must have seen more things from them than him.

After receiving the soul memory from Liang De, Yuan Shengtian and Chang Duanxuan sat cross-legged on the ground to meditate, then stood up to communicate and discuss.

These two old men are both masters of the Red Tribulation who are not particular about the details in all worlds. They exchanged their methods of hurting people with hidden arrows, and they were so excited that they were smiling. The more they spoke, they became more and more excited.

The two of them felt sympathy and couldn't help but get closer and closer, and finally they became one...

"The soul borrows the appearance, and the sword immortal is empty!"

Yuan Shengtian and Chang Duanxuan once again joined forces to borrow Xiang Sheng Wuxu, hoping to chew the memory again with the appearance of the Qingjie Sword Immortal.

Unexpectedly, the blue-shirt swordsman carrying the evil sword of the bone appeared and ignored the memory at all. He just raised his eyes all over the wronged souls and looked at Mu Yigui, and laughed softly:

"A young man from Bai Jie can be seen everywhere, and life and death can be determined by a single thought. How can Brother Du and Taifeng be troubled first?

"The earth comes from its own strength and the sky comes from its own height. You are just ants in the world. Why bother with the sky and the earth and seek troubles on your own?"

After saying that, he pulled out the long sword of the bones on his back and shook his head and said:

"You are a slave who is a demon, you can't stand loneliness after all. Since that's the case, what's the point of keeping you?"

He bounced his fingers, and the long sword of the bones whined and turned into ashes. After the ashes disappeared, Yuan Shengtian and Chang Duanxuan staggered apart, looking at each other and laughing.

"Talking to yourself, destroying the sword with a blink of an eye... This appearance is not about you and me who have obtained Sheng Wuxu's supernatural powers, but about Sheng Wuxu who have remembered you and me. Lao Chang, I and you have achieved this method of reversing the image of the image! The next step is only..."

“Now is not the time to deduce martial arts.”

Chang Duanxuan touched his beard and said:

"Since Sheng Wuxu said it was okay, there should be no hidden dangers in Wood Art Rules. What do you think next?"

Yuan Shengtian stared at Mu Yigui's dull face and said:

"He was really turbulent and his soul was shaking. He was clearly thinking hard, hitting the south wall, and he was bleeding and refused to turn around.

“I have seen the hopeless cliff of the sky, and neither surrender nor die.

"This kid hasn't admitted his defeat yet. He knows that he lost since he was born, but he still wants to win!

"Okay, very good, I am worthy of being my disciple of Yuan Shengtian!

"What else can I do? As long as he doesn't admit defeat, I will help him to the end!"

Chang Duanxuan nodded and said to Liang Dedao:

"Ade, your master and I have to go out again. Please take care of the wood art rules and he will notify us immediately when he wakes up."

"Master, what about the good news you said before?"

Chang Duanxuan shook his head and said, "Your master is shameless and don't go to Yingxuetang. Editor-in-chief Yu of the Literature and Art Department lent us the manuscript when Du Gongtai designed the quit color coupon printing machine for Mr. Xie's affection.

"What the wood art rules want is not to live alone and live in the world. This manuscript is useless to hold. Your uncle and I want to go there again and send it back in person.

"You should look at Mu Yigui carefully. If he gets into trouble, you should beat him until he loses consciousness first, so as not to get into trouble."

"I see."

  …

22 hours and 15 minutes later.

Mu Yigui's eyes were no longer dull, and the fragments of true nature outside his body flew back to the martial arts soul, and the stimulating soul finally calmed down.

"Brother Gui, do you still know who I am?"

"Junior brother, please let me go! Lao Mu, do you still remember me? I am your father!"

"Sun...dog...get out, get out of your damn..."

"Hahahahahaha, junior brother, this idiot is not stupid yet."

“Ah…Ad.”

"Here, what's the matter, brother, please tell me."

"You...you can help me enroll in a male ethics improvement class... the faster the better, the better. I want to learn male ethics."

Wood Art Rules worked hard to mobilize the rigid soul and body, and said:

"Another... help me get a Thunder Pure Sect internal push code, I... I won't be a Konghai social worker anymore, I'm going to work at Qinggeng Peak, I...
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