Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 111: Fatty Is Not Happy

器 峰。 Device peak.

The fat man came to the gate of Su Zimo's Dongfu.

The gate of the cave was already damaged by Xiaohe. Su Zimo never repaired it. The little fat man looked inside and saw a stone bed. A man in a blue shirt was snoring and sleeping, guarding a fierce looking tiger.

The fat man's eyes brightened, he took off the flying sword, and rushed in.

When Linghu saw the little fat man, he growled and did not show hostility.

It is naturally clear that this little fat man is Su Zimo's friend.

If someone intruded like this, the Tiger was already standing in front of Su Zimo.

"Brother, brother, wake up soon!"

The little fat man shouted before he approached.

Although Su Zimo was sleeping deeply, when the fat man broke in, he had already awakened subconsciously.

Su Zimo shook his drowsy head, sat up, blinked his sleepy eyes, and rubbed his muscles a few times.

"Brother, where have you been for more than three months, why haven't you seen your figure?" The little fat man asked.

Su Zimo casually said, "Go out and take a circle and relax."

The fat man rolled his eyes and mumbled, "Brother, you are really big enough. Seeing that Wufeng is better, you are still out ..."

After a pause, the fat man came to Su Zimo and said mysteriously, "Brother, a major event happened in Zongmen recently, haven't you heard of it?"

"what?"

Su Zimo was a little confused and shook his head: "I don't know."

"Brother, do you know there are ten towers in the formation?"

"I know."

"This ten-tower tower was broken by a mysterious disciple!"

Su Zimo was shocked in her heart, frowned, and asked, "How do you know?"

"It's not just me. The trial disciples in Wufeng know all about it! It's estimated that it won't be long before this thing spreads throughout the sect. Now there are many people gathered on the front, and they are all watching there!"

Su Zimo was startled.

I didn't expect my unintentional move to make such a big move.

Could it be Elder Luo and Xuan Yi who first spread the matter?

wrong!

After thinking about it, Su Zimo asked: "What do you mean by the mysterious disciple? No one knows who has crossed the tower for ten times?"

"Hey!"

The fat man smiled mysteriously, and said with a frown, "This is the most powerful place! After this disciple entered the battlefield, he didn't actually leave a name on the ten array monument! Now the disciples in Wufeng are guessing the identity of this person. "

"Ten battles?"

Su Zimo blinked his eyes, faintly remembering that beside the tower of ten arrays, it seemed that there was a tall stele with writings on it.

"What did you say about the ten monuments?" Su Zimo asked again.

The fat man explained the usefulness of the Shizhen Beibei, explaining: "After the battle, you have to contact your Zongmen token with the Shizhen Beibei, and the Shizhen Beibei can record the names of the disciples."

Su Zimo hesitated for a moment, and murmured to himself: "That's the original statement."

"It's really admirable that the bull, who broke through ten layers in one breath, drifted away."

The fat man's eyes were full of admiration, and he seemed to see a monk in the misty clouds.

In fact, that night, Su Zimo had almost exhausted, and barely returned from the imperial sword.

Seeing Su Zimo's snack is not in the air, the little fat man seems to be unhappy, so he pulls Su Zimo's arm and says, "Brother, go! Follow me to the front to see, you know the power of this person ! "

Su Zimo avoided the fat man's palm without any trace, and shook his head, "I will not go."

Su Zimo didn't have much time. He spent another three months on the front. He didn't practice alchemy, didn't upgrade to the realm, and didn't practice the technique of imperial sword. It was only less than three months from the end of the year.

He still has no heart to watch what is lively.

Moreover, he is not mysterious about any mysterious person who enters the battlefield.

At the same time, Su Zimo also realized that if this matter was passed on, he would have no trouble, so he planned to conceal it temporarily and talk about it later.

"Brother, there are so many people on the front. It's an unprecedented grand occasion. It's a pity you don't want to take a look at it!" The little fat man refused to give up and persuaded again.

Su Zimo smiled and said casually: "I also know a little bit about formation, and it's nothing to break through."

This sentence, Su Zimo casually said, who knew that the fat man would not be happy on the spot.

boom!

The fat palm of the fat man patted heavily on Su Zimo's stone bed, and there was a muffled sound.

Su Zimo looked wrong.

"Brother, I don't like to hear you."

The little fat man put away a smile, his expression was more serious than ever before, and Shen said: "This mysterious disciple may not be better than you on the refiner. However, you can't treat people so lightly!

"It doesn't matter what it is to break into a battle? You know what it means to be able to break through the tenth floor of the ten battle tower?"

Su Zimo asked subconsciously: "What does it mean?"

The fat man was directly asked by Su Zimo, and for a long time, his face turned red, and he didn't figure out what it meant.

Of course, the fat man wasn't really angry, but he didn't hesitate for a moment, and wanted to fight against the mysterious attacker.

Su Zimo looked embarrassed at the fat man and couldn't help smiling, and smiled: "Actually, I'm the mysterious disciple ..."

"Brother, don't bother." The fat man waved and interrupted.

Su Zimo: "..."

The fat man said in a deep voice: "Big brother, you know, for so many years, all the sectarians have tried generations after generations, how many geniuses have emerged, and the highest record is just to pass through the sixth floor!"

"You look at Feng Haoyu. It seems pretty now, but there is no genius who hasn't seen Feng Linggen in Zongmen. He is just one of them. However, this mysterious disciple broke through ten towers and ten floors, but The first person in Zongmen for thousands of years! "

Su Zimo nodded and agreed.

"Brother, you think about it, you have endured a lot of hardships and burst all the gates, which is awesome? In fact, this mysterious disciple's achievements are as unprecedented as you are now."

The fat man had a fat face, and he said something seriously: "Brother, you have to be humble, you have to be humble, and you can't look down on people if you can't move."

"Okay, I see. I'll see if I have time."

Su Zimo was sweating all over his head. Seeing that the fat man did not stop, he quickly turned away from the topic and said, "I haven't cultivated for a long time, and I have to hurry up to improve my level."

The fat man used the spying technique to sweep Su Zimo's body.

Or six layers of condensate?

The fat man said sadly: "Brother, look at you. Three months ago, you were the sixth layer of condensate gas. It has been three months in the past. You haven't made any progress, what can you do with Feng Haoyu!"

"Brother, even if you know that you are out of reach, you have to cheer up and not give up on yourself. The path of meditation is like sailing against the water, or retreating if you don't advance, and the three months are just wasted. You tell me what's good about you, oh!"

Su Zimo: "..."

Thank you smoon for the reward from the heart ~

(End of this chapter)