Chapter 172

Mo also quietly sat in an inn, listening to these people, said the news.

"Mr. Cong Bian? Su Xinghe Mo also listened to the information, but he had a plan in mind.

Su Xinghe is Wu Yazi's Apprentice. He is famous in the world, but his main identity is not very important. I don't know whether he is one of the characters.

"The 70 years' skill of Wu Ya Zi is OK," Mo Yi said in his heart.

If he cultivates and absorbs by himself now, I don't know how long it will take him to reach the next level. If he has the help of wuyazi's skill, he will get twice the result with half the effort.

Wu Yazi is also a disciple of the Xiaoyao sect. He majored in the divine skill of Beiming. He has more than 70 years of Beiming Qi. With the help of these Qi, he has no idea how many channels and acupoints he can get through, or how much he can improve the quality of his Qi.

Wu Yazi took in two apprentices, Su Xinghe and Ding Chunqiu. He was half dead and half alive when Ding Chunqiu plotted against him and knocked down the cliff. He couldn't move, so he had to find a successor.

Su Xinghe has a poor talent. He doesn't make much progress in martial arts. Instead, he inherits Wu Yazi's ability to master all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Basically, he is very good at divination, divination, pathology, medicine, music, chess, calligraphy and painting. He just can't do it in martial arts, so he can't inherit Wu Yazi's ability at all.

It's that Ding Chunqiu has a good talent in martial arts. He may not have learned it completely or at all, but he can also come up with a great method of transforming martial arts, which is famous in the rivers and lakes.

"Master, do you know how to get to Leigu mountain?"

Mo Yi immediately walked out of the inn, looked at the coachman he rented and asked directly.

"Leigushan? You know, it's a change of course? " The coachman thought about it, then nodded and said.

"Yes, go to Leigu mountain first, and the price can be calculated."

Mo Yi nodded and said, on the other side, he won't go for the time being. He is sure to get the skill of Wu Ya Zi.

"Yes, let's go," said the coachman with a nod.

Immediately, Mo Yi got on the bus. The driver changed his direction and headed for Leigu mountain. He was familiar with the route and didn't go wrong.

It took almost half a month to get to leigushan. It's just that they've been a long way before. It's not very far away. Just change the route.

Mo also hired a car to go to the boundary of Tianshan Mountain. It took him almost three months to catch up with the distance.

"Here we are, young master. This is Leigu mountain."

The coachman opened the curtain and looked at Mo Yi inside. At this time, there were countless people walking around the Leigu mountain. Basically, the famous people in the Jianghu were invited.

"Myth, here comes the Wulin myth"

"A hundred years of immortality, a martial arts myth?"

"Give way, Wulin mythology has come to Zhenlong chess game"

In an instant, countless people are to give way to a road, at the end of the place, it is Mo also standing.

"I have a good reputation in the world"

Mo also secretly said in his heart, stepping on the shadow step, the body shape is a mirage, but the robe moves with the wind, a pair of ethereal immortal dust appearance.

After a few breaths, Mo Yi's body turned and set foot on the Leigu mountain. All the people in the Wulin gave up their bodies and gave up to Mo Yi.

In the Leigu mountain, there is a big game of chess on the stone table. Among them, the most influential figures in the world gather around.

"Apprentice Murong Fu, meet Master"

Among the crowd, Murong Fu, dressed in a blue shirt, rushed forward and half knelt down in front of Mo Yi.

"Come on, there are a lot of people here. I'm just here to see some famous people in the world. Let's have a try." Mo Yifang said directly, as if she didn't care about her reputation in the world.

Generally speaking, he is now a senior in the Wulin, and here he is regarded as his younger generation. In terms of the current situation, to say so clearly is to bully the small with the big.

"The myth of martial arts is unparalleled. We have not forgotten to compare martial arts and enhance our strength. We really can't catch up with each other."

"Yes, yes, no wonder there is such force in the myth."

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For a moment, all the voices above the Leigu mountain were words of appreciation for Mo Yi. There was nothing else.

Mo Yi is immortal for a hundred years. The name of the Wulin myth has already gone to the top. Who doesn't know that Mo Yi's martial arts are the best in the world. He is immortal for a hundred years. His strength is very important. He is famous in the Wulin. Who dares to speak ill of Mo Yi?

This is not only the world, but also the society. When you have strength, ability and background, all the so-called negative situations are unimportant, because no one dares to talk about it. It will only enlarge your advantages infinitely.

Big fists are the hard truth. History is written by the winners. Who stands last, who laughs last, just like Mo Yi now.

Mo Yi defeated Murong Fu from Canhe village of Gusu, accepted him as his apprentice, and then killed the leader of Huanglong gang. Later, he defeated Wuliang sword sect, defeated four villains, defeated Kurong master of Tianlong temple, defeated Xiao Feng. Mo Yi's name of "hundred years of immortality, the myth of Wulin" has been widely used in the whole world.

"Jiumozhi, are you there, too?"

Mo also saw Hatoyama's figure and couldn't help laughing.

"Myth, the last time I said goodbye, I missed it." with a wry smile, Hatoyama Chi quickly made a Buddhist ritual to Mo Yi.

"Think of me so much, let's go out and practice," Mo said with a direct sneer.

"Myth is joking. Where is the opponent of myth

As soon as Hatoyama's figure retreated, he quickly shook his head and said that he was defeated by Mo Yi last time. He didn't know how long it took him to recover.

"What is the Wulin myth? We Xingxiu Laoxian are the best in the world in martial arts. "

"Yes, Xingxiu Laoxian has the best martial arts in the world; Xingxiu Laoxian is the best in martial arts; Xingxiu Laoxian, the best martial arts in the world

On one side, countless strange people were holding flags and shouting in unison. On the bamboo sedan chair sat an old man with white hair and beard, holding a goose feather fan.

"Old star monster, I think you are looking for death"

Murong Fu opened his eyes and stepped forward two steps. He put his hand on the hilt of the sword to draw out the sword.

"Murong Fu, although you are good at martial arts recently, I'm not afraid of you either." Xingxiu Laoxian smiles, then stands up and walks to an old man not far away.

"What is the Wulin myth? I haven't even heard of it? It's ridiculous that the wild boy who doesn't know where comes out calls himself a myth of the Wulin. "Ding Chunqiu stands up and looks around at mo.

Then, Ding Chunqiu crossed Mo Yi and went to a Huajia old man beside Zhenlong chess game.

"Elder martial brother? Elder martial brother? "Elder martial brother" Ding Chunqiu went to the old man and asked repeatedly. Then he disdained to smile: "how can I forget this? Elder martial brother can't speak, and can't hear what I'm saying. "

"Of course, I'm not as powerful as Xingxiu Laoxian." Mo can't help laughing and looking at Ding Chunqiu.

"Hum, it's good to know," Ding Chunqiu said with a smile. Then he surrounded Mo Yi and said, "son, I'm an immortal in Xingxiu. My martial arts are superb. I'll just accept you as an apprentice."

"Oh? Would you like to thank Xingxiu Laoxian? " Mo also light a smile way.

"You're welcome, but there's still a teacher's salute of kneeling on three knees and nine kowtows, pouring tea and water." Ding Chunqiu turns around slowly and walks past Mo Yi calmly.

Su Xinghe turned his head to look at Ding Chunqiu, then closed his eyes and turned his head.

"But your martial arts are not so good. I'm afraid it's useless for me to learn it." Mo Yi turned his body, looked at Ding Chunqiu and said faintly.

"Fart, Laoxian, I'm the best in the world."

Nading Chunqiu gave a loud drink, with an unconvinced tone, but between the words, a gust of wind and sand blowing, cold wind, like a sword across.

"Bang."

Just heard a sound, Ding Chunqiu behind the stone wall, there is a huge sword mark, a world for me domineering sword gas spread in the whole valley.

"Dong.".. Dong.. "Dong Dong"

But Ding Chunqiu's head fell from his neck. At the same time, a piece of fresh blood splashed in the sky. Ding Chunqiu's whole body fell to the ground with no vitality.

Mo also stood in the original position, pointing to the direction before Ding Chunqiu, with a cold look.

"Ding, congratulations on beating Ding Chunqiu, 90 bonus points"

At the same time, the sound of the system reverberates in Mo Yi's mind. Ding Chunqiu's strength is not high or low, and there are 90 points.

"Dead? And so he died? "

"I know that mythological martial arts is the best in the world. What is the old star monster and where is the opponent of mythology?"

"Yes, it's a myth of Wulin. It's the best martial arts in the world."

"The myth of Wulin is that its martial arts are the best in the world."

Those who used to live in the sea of stars, Ding Chunqiu's disciples, looking at Ding Chunqiu's death, immediately fell on the battlefield and flattered Mo Yi with a flattering look on their face.

"Roll" Mo also lightly spits out a, the facial expression is cold incomparable.

"Yes, go away, go away"

"Go away, myth tells us to go away, go away quickly."

Immediately, one by one, these people rolled down the leigushan mountain. They really rolled down the leigushan mountain. They didn't dare to cheat at all, so they went down the leigushan mountain.

"Mythical martial arts are really powerful. We can't catch up with this sword skill."

Xuannan of Shaolin temple came out with the Buddhist rites in his hand, saluted Mo Yi, and said with a smile.

"Shaolin Temple is the great master of martial arts in the Wulin. It is said that the martial arts of the world come from Shaolin. I will go to Shaolin if I have a chance in the future. Please give me some advice," Mo said faintly.

"There is a myth to teach, that's hard to get, Amitabha," Xuannan lowered his head and said.

"Myth, great martial arts, please follow me"

At this time, Su Xinghe stood up and saluted Mo Ye respectfully. In his eyes, tears flickered faintly. Then he walked into the illusion of the chessboard and disappeared.

Mo Yi's body moves and his whole body is full of real Qi. He also follows the Su Xinghe River and goes directly into a cave where wuyazi is hiding.

"Thank you for killing Ding Chunqiu," Su Xinghe said respectfully, kneeling in front of Mo Yi in the cave.

"Oh, don't mention it. At that time, xiaoyaozi and I met each other. This time I was born, I didn't expect that the world had become like this." Mo Yi shook his head and said faintly.

"Master xiaoyaozi?" Su Xinghe is not from a surprised to say, immediately slowly nodded.

"Is this xiaoyaozi's disciple?"

Mo also looked at the surrounding caves and asked.

"Inside is my master wuyazi, who is the disciple of master xiaoyaozi. Myth, please follow me