Chapter 1944

As soon as the stele flashed, it broke into the air and left.

In this vast square, tens of thousands of people grin bitterly, and Ning Tao even draws his lips.

I still hold a beautiful stone in my hand.

This is the enlightenment stone, which helps to understand all kinds of roads. It is the treasure he needs urgently.

Just now, he didn't know what was going on. When he played Tai Chi together, he unconsciously began to use the Yin Yang method to learn from the immortals. Hundreds, thousands, and gradually tens of thousands of people. All of them kept the same rhythm and aura with him.

It's something like resonance.

Everyone benefited a lot from one set of fighting, and even many disciples broke through on the spot.

Feng Wuchen, Duan hei and Chen Qingyang all like it. Although this effect is not big for them, they see the strength of yin and Yang.

It is worthy of the immortal law.

Mangu is also very excited. He practices fast here. Manwang decides that he can master the soul Sutra in the first place. In just a few days, he will be reborn. He has enough confidence to enter the virtual world in half a year.

Ning Tao looks at him from a distance with deep eyes. He seems to have made a major decision

"What, you want me to be a disciple?" In a green valley, Mangu's face was full of consternation.

Ning Tao's face was solemn and nodded heavily.

In fact, for such a long time, he has been thinking about what he would like to give to Mangu, and what is the price of his life?

But when you think about it, it's priceless.

Seven grades of Daoism, wudaoshi, Xianfa These things are not comparable to their own lives.

So.

After thinking about it, he decided to take barbarians as his apprentice.

But Mangu was stunned. He never thought it would be like this, and seeing elder brother Ning, it seems that Not much older than yourself, right?

"This This He hesitated.

Ning Tao scratched his head and said with a dry smile, "don't think too much. Anyway, there is a clan. I don't need to give you any advice. I don't know much about teaching apprentices."

"I can't teach my skills and inheritance."

"I'm also incompetent. I can't be with you all the time."

"But there is one thing I can guarantee. If anyone dares to bully you, no matter he is Tiangang or Disha, or the emperor or the immortal, I will beat him right."

Mangu laughed bitterly. Although he felt very uncomfortable, his last sentence was really domineering.

But to be a teacher

Seeing that he fell into a tangled meditation, Ning Tao was very nervous. In case he refused, what would he do? I'm afraid no one would choose him as an incompetent master.

Just as he was daydreaming, Mangu suddenly looked firm, knelt heavily on the ground, and said solemnly to Ning Tao: "Mangu, see you master."

"Ha ha, good, good, get up quickly. You don't need so much etiquette here as a teacher. From today on, you are the second disciple of the teacher." Ning Tao was inspired and laughed heartily.

"What? Second disciple? "

Barbarian small face a Leng, immediately doubt a way: "master, do I still have a big elder martial brother?"

"Yes, his name is Ning Kun. He is a disciple of my teacher. You will meet each other in the future," Ning Tao said with a smile.

Ning Kun

Mangu was thoughtful. He thought the elder martial brother had been captured by a monster.

Then I think it's ridiculous, inexplicable, so casual, I actually have a master.

Or a peer who seems to be about the same age as himself. Isn't it true that all the masters are old men with white hair and trembling every step of the way?

When they get together, they think it's their brother. If they want him to be younger, they think it's his brother

In the following days, Ning Tao's life was very full.

In the early morning, I went to the square to play Tai Chi. At noon, I went to the waterfall to practice my gun. I honed my shooting skills and laid a solid foundation for the nine moves against the sky with hard work and sweat.

In the afternoon, he fought with a group of elders. Although he was beaten black and blue every time, he was always happy because his foundation was growing day by day.

In the evening, I listen to the sermons of two senior brothers and a few immortals, and occasionally doze off

Not only did he work hard, but the whole clan speeded up its operation. Those leisurely disciples who used to be, now they can't see any more, only the roaring, sweat and redoubled efforts on the training ground.

The high level of taijizong was ruthless. They demanded the disciples with the most strict conditions, and set up a reward and punishment system. The clan's treasure house was wide open, and they could not give up their children and set up wolves. If they made progress, they would be rewarded, and if they didn't make progress, they would be punished.

Although the response is very good, but the inside information is fast consumption, the general clan really can't afford to play.

The 20 most powerful disciples of the inner gate were trained by a group of elders alone, and they worked several times as hard as others.

Among them, fengwuchen is the most desperate. He wants to break the time into two parts, and his fighting spirit is burning.

He has only two purposes, one is to enter the sect, and the other is to defeat moyue himself.But he was too far away from both.

Mangu is also very hardworking. Even the elders praise him and think that his future is limitless.

As for conduct, it's absolutely thumbs up.

All the elders or disciples who have come into contact with him can really feel it. It's really good. It's not arrogant and impetuous. It's honest and steady. It's very popular with the elders.

Moreover, only a few people know about his worship of Ning Tao as a teacher.

Because he has to rely on his own efforts to prove that he can't lose his master's face, and he can't rely on his master's reputation all the time. He has to make his own day.

Enter taijizong.

He is only an outside disciple, but with his hard work, he has entered the top 20

Time is in a hurry, time without a son, the mountains do not know the year, this flash, unexpectedly is the past of January.

On this day, Ning Tao sat on the big Bluestone. Behind him was the flowing spring. The sound of the water did not affect his concentration.

His breath is very dull, very important, not the kind of floating, but as strong as a Mount Tai.

If a month ago his realm was like cotton, now he has pressed this piece of cotton into an iron scale after a month of soaking, beating, tempering and cultivation.

Extremely solid and stable.

The realm has been stabilized at the peak of the four levels of virtual cultivation. Although it has not been improved, its strength has increased greatly.

His forehead is full, his spirit is fresh, his muscles are like streamlined lines, every piece of meat is like compressed steel, full of explosive force, and his shawl of crystal silver hair is quite poetic.

At a glance, it's really cool.

Just in the spirit cultivation room, a panicked disciple ran over and yelled: "Shizu, no, Shifu has been captured by a monster No, bah, someone's coming to smash the scene. Elder martial sister ling'er can't hold it any longer. "

"It's xuanyinzong. A group of old ladies have come to kick the hall. The elders have asked me to ask Shizu to go out of the gate to dress up No, bah, retreat. "

Hearing this, Ning Tao slowly opened his eyes and looked at the disciple. The latter only felt that he saw a vast starry sky.

"Well How terrible

Ning Tao slowly stood up, such as an ancient fierce animal wake up, the whole body skeleton issued a sound like fried beans, a dull breath rising.

"Let's go, follow our ancestors and pretend to be forced. Bah, retreat..."