Chapter 712

The way of practice is not eager for quick success and instant benefit. What we need is to step by step and act according to our ability.

Forcibly breaking through and striving for what is impossible at present is undoubtedly hitting stone with an egg.

According to situ Mo, Yang Feng can stick to the third level of cold ice at most. As for the stone statues and spirit puppets shaped by the fourth level array, he can't shake them.

As situ Mo expected, Yang Feng failed to defeat the stone statue spirit puppet.

The Yang family was a little desperate. They thought that the power of raising the family could shake the ten levels and get the inheritance of the sect leader, but they didn't want to lose at the fourth level.

However, even so, the Yang family's reputation in Qingfeng gate is gradually rising.

Yang Kaihua was also loyal. Situ Mo didn't want to chill the hearts of the Yang family, and then changed a rule.

You don't have to break through the checkpoints in front. You can continue when you have strength in the future.

At this time, a team of people came from the green front gate.

A dusty old man said to the gatekeeper, "please tell your sect leader that Wu Gensheng wants to see you."

Wu Gensheng, the third elder, looked at the plain green front gate. He could not imagine that there was a Wolong hidden here.

Wolong naturally said situ mo.

"Xiao Han, do you remember what I said when I came here?" The three elders said seriously.

"Remember, remember." Xiao Han is submissive.

Last time he didn't take the saint back, but he suffered. He was beaten directly by fat when he went back. The supreme elder was angry and put pressure on him when he came back. Even the three elders came together.

The three elders were angry and sprinkled it on themselves.

You have to take the saint back this time.

"Door master, there is a self proclaimed Wu Gensheng looking for you outside the door." Some disciples said to situ mo.

Situ Mo gave an "um" and then walked towards the door.

"Wu Gensheng, three elders? Is he here, too? Is it for the dream? " That's all situ Mo could think of.

Before I reached the door, I heard a terrible cry.

Sounds familiar.

"Ouch, it hurts. Master, stop fighting. It's all my fault. I didn't take the saint back."

"I killed you, a villain. You must have done something to make situ's little friend angry."

"Well, the saint won't come back. I'll kill you." Then he slapped Xiao Han again.

As soon as situ Mo came out, he saw this scene.

Xiao Han was covered with blood, and how miserable it was. The three elders were furious and furious.

Situ Mo couldn't laugh or cry. Although the performance of this old, young and old was very realistic, it was clear that Zhou Yu beat Huang Gai, one willing to fight and the other willing to suffer.

You can tell at a glance that it's acting.

"Two, did you come to Qingfeng gate to invite me to see the play?" Situ Mo smiled faintly.

"Play, what play?" Three elders do not admit it.

"Last time Xiao Han offended the saint, everything was his fault. This time I brought him to the door to apologize and bring back the saint."

The three elders said.

Situ Mo couldn't help laughing. "Last time brother Han came to Qingfeng gate, I got drunk with him in the pavilions. He didn't even see the saint's face."

"How could he offend the saint?"

"If you don't believe you asked him, I gave him a traditional craft book."

The three elders looked at Xiao Han suspiciously, but they were scolding the goods. The boy pit the old man and said that he was beaten out.

Then he gave Xiao Han a look and let him feel it slowly.

Xiao Han is almost crying.

The three elders are serious now. They slap down and lose their teeth.

Xiao Han was really sad and hurried. He was directly pushed into the fire pit by situ mo.

After several blows, the three elders suddenly felt dull. Situ Mo looked at them like a monkey.

"Well, since the boy offended the saint, let him accompany the saint face to face." He kicked Xiao Han into the green front door.

The three elders saw situ Mo smile, "situ Xiaoyou, you can have a good drink and have a chat today."

Situ Mo Bai glanced, "didn't you just see it half a month ago? The elder forgot so soon? "

"Didn't forget, didn't forget." The three elders found themselves arguing with situ Mo, fighting and never winning. The boy looks young and is actually better than the old fox.

But you have a good plan, and I also have a wall ladder.

I can't beat you. Can't I let you steal the saint? He involved situ Mo here and asked Xiao Han to knock out the saint and take her away.

What accompaniment is not just a cover.

Situ Mo said there was no wine, so the three elders took out the wine. Without a table and stool, they pointed and asked the sect disciples to lie on the ground and gather up an eight immortals table.

Situ Mo thought it funny.

"Little friend, what do you think of this wine? This is the monkey wine brewed by me. It has the effect of prolonging life. "

When he said this, he winked at the envoy Xiao Han not far away. The meaning was obvious. Go and take the saint away.

Situ Mo saw his eyes blinking and asked, "what's the matter with your eyes, three elders?"

The Third Elder deliberately wiped his eyes and said, "it's all right. Recently, I feel the wind and cold. My eyes have some sand and my eyelids jump badly."

The disciples under situ Mo's ass trembled and almost didn't laugh when they heard their elders say so.

Sima Mo's mouth flashed a radian.

Take a sip, "this wine is good. It's really good wine."

"Since you like it, I'll be generous and give you some jars."

Not long ago, several disciples brought some jars of wine. These jars of wine are good things. Wu Gensheng is about to send them out. He is heartbroken.

However, in order to stabilize situ Mo and let Xiao Han act, he also paid blood.

Just looking at Xiao Han, the three elders were impatient.

Xiao Han is usually single-minded. The first scheme can't do the bitterness play, so change the second one.

Wu Gen was very angry when he turned around. He must beat the boy well after he went back. It's stupid.

When Xiao Han finally remembered master's plan and was about to take the saint away.

Situ Mo spoke.

He pointed to the mountain hundreds of feet high in front of him.

"What do the three elders think of this mountain?"

The three elders took a look, "this mountain has many lingmu trees and is lush, but I'm sorry for my clumsy eyes. I can't see anything strange."

"In fact, the mountain is still a mountain. It's nothing strange, but there was no mountain here a few days ago."

"Later, someone, Yang Xuan, the leader of Yangzonghai, sneaked into our Qingfeng sect and wanted to plot a plot. I moved to the mountain to suppress it for 180 years."

What? Repression lasted 180 years.

Xiao Han, who has just walked out a few steps, is not calm.

He glanced at the mountain and swallowed his saliva. If he had been suppressed by the mountain for 180 years, he would have even fossilized his bones.

The foot that just stepped out was taken back.