Fantasy: Goddess Wangfu, I Plundered The Opportunity

Chapter 7 The sky is falling and there is me, choose martial arts

Everyone knows that Chu Mo, the outer sect elder brother of the Holy Land, has been practicing for more than ten years and is only at the eighth level of physical fitness, but now, why has his strength suddenly soared to this level? !

Even Zhao Hu, who is at the tenth level of body forging, is not a one-shot enemy!

Several people were in disbelief.

But what followed was endless fear!

Zhao Hu’s strength is the strongest, but at the moment, they all fainted directly, and several of them are only in the realm of the sixth and seventh level of body forging, how can they resist?

“Senior brother, spare your life!”

“We were wrong, this is what Zhao Hu told us to do, not our original intention!”

“Also ask the senior brother to raise your hand and let us go!”

Several people were very wise, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed for mercy.

“Cut off an arm and get out!”

Chu Mo said coldly.

“Thank you, brother, thank you for your kindness!”

Hearing Chu Mo’s words, several people were overjoyed.

Although he had to break one of his own arms, it was better than Chu Mo’s anger and breaking the bones that they directly hit!

So several people gritted their teeth and broke their arms one after another.

Then there was another round of begging for mercy, and after seeing that Chu Mo was not being pursued, they supported each other and left quickly.

…

After they leave.

Chu Mo set his eyes on the girl, resisted the urge to explore the other party’s appearance, and asked plainly, “Are you alright?”

“No, it’s fine.”

Su Lianyue said in a low voice.

“Since it’s okay, then come back with me!”

Chu Mo said calmly.

Then he turned around and walked straight towards the wooden house where he lived.

behind.

Su Lianyue stared at Chu Mo’s leaving back, and was stunned for a moment before hurriedly catching up.

Inside the hut.

Chu Mo was about to enter the quiet room to retreat, but when he saw the hesitant look on the servant’s face, he seemed to want to say something.

“What? Is there anything you want to say?”

Chu Mo asked.

“No, no.”

Su Lianyue subconsciously shook her head.

But then he couldn’t help but say: “Young Master, you shouldn’t actually have a grudge against Zhao Hu for me… He has an inner disciple standing behind him as a backer, which will be detrimental to you.”

“So you were worried about this.”

Chu Mo showed a smile and said without hesitation: “Let’s not talk about Zhao Hu and the inner backer behind him, I don’t pay attention to it, not to mention that you are my servant, as the saying goes It depends on the master, how can you just let others bully you?”

This is very domineering, and the metaphor used is extremely inappropriate.

But somehow.

After hearing these words, Su Lianyue suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of security in her heart.

She was born an orphan.

She has lived in Taichu City since she was a child, and since she can remember, she has struggled to survive alone.

In such a cruel world, it is inevitable that an orphan who is helpless and has no background is often bullied by others.

But she did not feel sorry for herself because of this encounter, instead she worked hard to survive, and even successfully entered the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning and became a handyman disciple.

Although she entered the mountain gate and became Chu Mo’s servant, she still did not experience much warmth.

But at least.

Chu Mo never bullied her.

In her memory, this senior elder brother from the outer sect didn’t care about anything, all his energy was devoted to cultivation, and every day except retreat is retreat.

Therefore, when she was most isolated and helpless, even desperate because of it.

She was very moved when she suddenly saw Chu Mo appear, and she was still in the lead for her.

This was an experience she had never experienced before!

“Okay, don’t think about it, the sky is falling and there is still me… Let’s do things first, don’t worry about the rest, just relax!”

Just when Su Lianyue was still in her thoughts, Chu Mo smiled and said in a low voice.

“Ok.”

Su Liyue nodded.

And Chu Mo also turned around and walked towards the quiet room.

It will be late at this time.

The setting sun reflects the evening glow, the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the mountain road, and the golden light shines through the tree shadow window sill and falls on Chu Mo, as if casting a hazy veil on him.

The entire Taichu Mountain Range also became like a dream at this time.

“Son…”

At this time, Su Lianyue looked at Chu Mo’s back and said loudly, “Thank you!”

Chu Mo’s figure paused.

Immediately turned around.

His eyes were fixed on Su Lianyue.

But seeing her at this moment, although her figure is still thin and her skin is sallow, her eyes are full of brilliance that Chu Mo has never seen before.

It was as if the sky was filled with stars.

Chu Mo smiled and didn’t say anything, and walked directly into the quiet room.

…

The moon is like water.

The night wind blew, and the treetops rustled.

Chu Mo sat cross-legged in the quiet room, his heart tumbling.

Today, I first cast the congenital pure yang bone, and then I saw a peerless Tianjiao, and I also successfully brushed a wave of goodwill. It can be said that I have gained a lot.

“but……”

“But also encountered some troubles!”

Chu Mo muttered to himself.

Today, in order to gain goodwill, he seriously injured Zhao Hu.

This person’s strength is mediocre, but it is not a cause for concern.

But the inner disciple behind him had to care.

Being able to be promoted to the inner sect means that he is at least a true spirit realm martial artist, and maybe he has even entered the Tong Xuan realm. If the other party comes to retaliate, it will be difficult for Chu Mo to compete with him.

“The most urgent task is to improve our strength as soon as possible!”

“The realm cultivation base cannot be rushed, but now that you have stepped into the true spiritual realm and opened up dantian, you can find a superior martial arts!”

“There are regulations in the Holy Land. If you can step into the true spirit level, you can go to the Taoist Pavilion to choose a martial art. If you study it carefully, it will also improve my fighting ability a lot!”

Because of his mediocre aptitude over the years, he has been concentrating on improving his realm, but he has not practiced much in martial arts.

Before defeating Zhao Hu, he only relied on his own strength.

If you encounter a real powerhouse, it is estimated that it will be difficult to deal with!

Think about it here.

Chu Mo made up his mind.

Without stopping too much, he immediately set off towards the Asking Pavilion.

After half an hour, he came to a bright building.

In front of the eyes, there are giant red copper pillars surrounded by several people rising from the ground, supporting the top, and the momentum is extremely magnificent.

The ground is covered with white jade, polished by water, and you can walk on it and reflect on it.

At the entrance of the palace, there are vermilion columns on both sides, on which is written a pair of couplets in thick and solemn fonts: There is a succession of those who have succeeded, and there is no ancient or modern question.

In the middle part is a plaque with three golden characters: Asking the Pavilion!

The handwriting is iron hook printed and scratched, which contains infinite rhyme.

It is reported that this couplet was inscribed by the founder of the Holy Land in the early days. Because of the divine power of the ancestor, the plaque has been born with wisdom and belongs to the holy artifact.

But that’s just a rumor.

No one has really seen the plaque reveal its magic.

Chu Mo came to the door, looked at it, and then walked into it. *