World of Cultivation

The fifty-second section is spelled!

"I didn't expect you to become an inner disciple." Luo was expressionless and his face was indifferent.

Zuo Mo took a look at the valley, and his heart was slightly safe. Luo Li just destroyed the ban of Taniguchi and did not go in. He was obviously prepared. Although Luo Li won the favor of the uncles, but he did not dare to act rashly. If the spirits of the valley were damaged, the elders in the door would not spare him.

In the dark, he did not dare to use it on his own, and he was very clear. The identity of Ling Zhifu is doomed to be protected by the martial art. What the other party can use is the means of being fair and honest.

Looking at the everywhere, and the ban on the ban, Zuo Mo, although he knew that the other party was only venting anger, but still inevitably ignited. The other party must have come for Hao Min’s sister. The left Moss is not afraid. He has taken up the word for this matter. Even if he is at the head, no one can say that he is doing something wrong.

Zuo Mo screamed in his heart, and ridiculed his words: "The sword of the brothers is really good, but it is a pity that these flowers and plants."

Luo looked at Zuo Mo indifferently, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt: "My sword is not good, you will know. You dare to move my woman, you are very courageous."

"Oh." Zuo Mo slammed his sentence and looked down at his right hand. He didn't care: "How about moving?"

If there is no such thing as Hao Min, these two people must be the object of his stagnation, but the development has evolved to the point where it is now, and the two sides are in a state of fire and water, and there is no possibility of peace. Zuo Mo’s enthusiasm also came up. Instead of being oppressed, it’s better to rise up and resist. Even if he’s miserable, he can’t make the other party better. If there is not a bit of blood, with the origin of his outside disciples, he may be oppressed in the future.

Luo’s pupils suddenly shrank, and his face’s expression finally changed: “After three months, the door is in check, I am waiting for you.”

"You said that I will wait for me?" Zuo Mo sneered, sighed: "The face of the brother is really big!"

Luo looked away from the look, looking to the left Mo's eyes straightforward ***, he forced himself to squat, roared: "Hey, look at your mouth is still so hard!" He said he left.

"What?" Zuo Mo was very disdainful, and he walked into the valley. Everything in the valley was safe and sound, and Luo did not come in at all. Although Luo is arrogant, but people are not stupid, and they are just right. Destroy the prohibition of the West Wind Valley, but do not move the grass inside the grass, the elders in the door will close one eye.

It is forbidden to fight with the same door, and every sect will have such a rule. However, the battle of the same door has occurred frequently in every martial art. There are many reasons for this, but the connivance and acquiescence of the elders in the door is undoubtedly one of the important reasons. In the martial art, there is no fear of a competitive atmosphere, and occasional small frictions. In the eyes of the elders, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, and to a considerable extent, they will adopt an acquiescence attitude.

However, Zuo Mo feels that these things have nothing to do with themselves. He did not believe that Luo dared to rush into the West Wind Valley, his West Wind Valley is now one of the important areas of this door, even more important than the cold fog valley.

In peacetime, he continued to refine the medicinal herbs until the arrival of Li Yingfeng.

"What?" Zuo Mo lost the voice: "What is this broken?"

Li Yingfeng explained: "It is indeed true. It is said that in order to prevent disciples from fighting, the martial art simply takes the assessment in the door as a solution. He can challenge you at that time, you must fight, if you should not fight, give each other Fifty martial arts contribution points."

"But I am Ling Zhifu! I am a spiritual husband, can you tell me to fly up the sword and fight him to kill?" Zuo Mo was indignant.

"You can also ask someone." Li Yingfeng also looked helpless: "This is not a violation. The repairer like you can use the refining medicinal herbs or planted things to invite people. But only please Other brothers are not allowed to ask other sects."

"Other brothers of this door? Wei Sheng brother has not come out. Who else can I ask?" Zuo Mo felt that he was going crazy. The door can win and leave, only Wei Sheng brother, but Wei Sheng brother in Jiandong, one and a half will not be able to come out.

"The regulations are like this." Li Yingfeng suggested: "You can also buy some powerful magic weapons."

Zuo Mo feels that he is fainting and buying a magic weapon? I am too poor to get rid of the slag, but also buy a magic weapon! Zuo Mo now understands what the meaning of the sentence before Luo’s departure, and his mood suddenly became terrible.

Damn it! The trouble is big!

Outside of the valley, he was so frustrated that he was so frustrated that he did not dare to treat him. After knowing that there was such a rule in the door, he was dumbfounded. What kind of swordsmanship, scare and scare others to okay, to deal with the repair of "empty swordsman" Luo, who did not even learn a sword, how to die do not know.

Of course, the elders of the sect will not let Luo Yi really hurt him, but they are afraid of being insulted in public. Fifty martial art contribution points, this is a huge amount of property, he can not sell 50 contributions. Thinking of this, the depression in Zuo Mo’s heart doubled.

Li Yingfeng looked at Zuo Mo sympathetically. She also loved Mo, and she could only leave with the help of Zuo Mo.

The news about Luo’s leaving to Zuo Mo’s essays has been rumored and well known in the door. Hao Min these days, as soon as he saw that the left Mo is a cocky look, he couldn’t wait to give her a slap in the face. Others look at Zuo Mo's eyes are also quite weird, including some of the gloating guys, so no one is optimistic about Zuo Mo's battle.

"I heard that you have left the brothers to give you a gauntlet?" Shi Fengrong asked the left and right.

Even the master knows...

Zuo Mo had to answer: "Yes."

"Well. You and your sister Hao Min, I don't care." Shi Fengrong said faintly: "You can check in the door, I don't care what you use, you can't lose. If you lose, hehe..."

The last two cold rumors meant that Zuo Mo’s originally withered heart was more dying, as the petals withered and fell to the ground.

"The disciple is just a spiritual husband..." Zuo Mo couldn't help but remind the master.

"What happened to Ling Zhifu?" Shi Fengrong raised the volume, and Feng Feng collapsed: "As long as it is my disciple, you can't lose!"

"but……"

"I don't care what you use." Shi Fengrong interrupted Zuo Mo impatiently.

The left heart is a horizontal, simply saying: "The master has such confidence in the disciple, the disciple is not willing to lag behind. The disciple has nothing to ask for, only to be able to pick a sword in the classics room." Since the master must not lose himself, he It’s silly not to ask for help. He thought of the "Water Sword" in the classics room.

"You are practicing the sword now, it is too late." Shi Fengrong frowned.

"The disciple only has this request." Zuo Mo looked at the door, and his heart was slightly happy, and he kept saying.

"In this case, I can promise you." She looked at the left and looked at it harshly: "But if you lose, I will not spare you."

"Yes." Zuo Mo should be down.

"With this token, you go to the classics room and pick a sword." Shi Fengrong looked cold and cold.

In three months, Zuo Mo can only be grateful that after three months of assessment, he still has a chance to live!

At the fastest speed, he picked the "Water Sword" and went straight to the West Wind Small Court.

Luo slammed what abacus, he was very clear, inside and outside the door, everyone felt that he did not have a chance to win. But Zuo Mo didn't want to admit defeat. When he thought of Luo Li and Hao Min's face, he rushed up in his chest. And this will directly determine his future status in this door, others do not say, the teacher's warning, especially in the ear.

Isn't it a sword?

Is there something simpler than a sword? Will it be smashed for thousands of times?

Left Mo thought.

There is no winning percentage by the conventional method, and his bet is pressed against the Pu Yao. But pressing on the Pu Yao means countless spar.

"I want to help? OK, as long as you can afford the spar, everything can be said." Pu Yao excitedly said: "If the price you are out is high enough, hey, I can go directly to Luo, do the guarantor I don’t know."

really……

Pu Yao did not unexpectedly do the work of extortion.

"What? Higher than the previous price? That is natural, this is called the market is bullish!" Pu Yao's face can not tell the fascinating smile: "You have to think about it, the price will be higher tomorrow."

Zuo Mo found Li Yingfeng.

"Sister, how many spars can you borrow me?" Zuo Mo was red and his throat was hoarse.

Li Yingfeng did not hesitate: "All lend you, three three products!"

"Thank you sister!" Zuo Mo no nonsense, only grateful in my heart. At a critical time, one can see that a person is worth noting in the end.

The old blackheads and Guo Lu did not hesitate to lend almost all the spar to Zuo Mo, even Xu Qing, secretly stuffed the left 50 with two spars. The whole door knows that Zuo Mo is borrowing spar, and many people regard him as a joke.

"Are you asking for a loan?"

"Hah, I can't lend him."

"No, I just dared to offend Hao Min’s sister when I just raised my inner disciple. He really thought he was a personal thing!”

"Hey, I remember Xiaomo people are very steady, how can they do this stupid thing?"

"The villain is arrogant!"

Zuo Mo sold all the mature spiritual medicines in Lingtian and got a three-crystal spar.

Seven seven eight eight eight counted down, the left spar's hand spar totaled about six three crystal spar.

This is a huge sum of money, Zuo Mo never thought about huge sums. Not long ago, his annual income was only twenty or thirty two-sparing spar. The six three-splitting spar in front of him exudes attractive luster and strong spiritual fluctuations.

"This is all I can raise, I will give it to you."

Zuo Mo throws all three three spar to the Pu Yao.

Pu Yao smiled and smiled at these spar, and the right hand played with one, gently thrown up, and gently picked up, and looked intoxicated: "It is a beautiful voice, spar is really the most reliable thing in the world. ”

"Teach me to refine it!"

Zuo Mo took out the jade slip of "Water Sword", the tone is definitely incomparable.

His look is hard to hide, and the zombie face is gray and gray, but the pair of scorpions seem to be beating two flames, fanatic and fierce.

--Fight!