Chapter 1271

"Ha ha, master, I didn't attack you. I'm afraid our favorite students have more fighting power than you!"

"Cut, what's the blow? Green is better than blue. It's too late for our master to be happy!"

"Longche... Is really the first genius of Nanxia martial arts mansion in thousands of years! It's much stronger than that bastard of Optimus!"

"Well, after a while, it will be the day when the battle of the ancients begins. We should arrange our disciples to go to the battlefield of the battle of the ancients in advance!"

"I hope that by then, longche will be able to make a blockbuster and win glory for our Nanxia Wufu, and even for the Nanjiang of our Daxia country!"

"Is there any doubt? This smelly boy will get there!"

Several people were excited for a while. Long Che's combat effectiveness, temperament and even insight far exceeded them, which made them a group of senior executives very happy.

At the moment, longche's body shape appears in another space.

He landed in a beautiful place, and he flashed out of the mountain!

Looking up, there are green mountains and green waters everywhere, green and dripping, surrounded by fairy mist, just like a fairyland, ethereal.

Among the mountains, there is a pavilion with cornices and arches, just like a bird spreading its wings to fly.

Longche's spiritual power is spreading rapidly between the heaven and earth. In the blink of an eye, it shrouds ten thousand feet!

"This is the space in the painting? The breath is so strange! Everything seems so unreal..."

After feeling the breath here, longche's eyes could not help coagulating.

"All this... Is painted..."

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came into longche's ear.

Longche's eyes turned sharply, and he saw that, I don't know when, the figure of an old man in white robe suddenly appeared in the mountains, the only building.

"Hehe, master, everything is painted? I'm afraid even you are not real?"

Long Che smiled and moved. In an instant, he came to the pavilion.

"Yes, young man, you have a high vision."

The white robed old man turned slowly and fixed his eyes on long Che.

There seemed to be a sense of appreciation in that look.

At this moment, long Che also saluted with a respectful fist.

He can feel that from this old man, he exudes a feeling of being free from vulgarity, floating like an immortal, and even there seems to be no smell of dust love entanglement.

Like an expert in Taoism, he looks down on everything in the world.

"My body is not me, but my master, who has painted me with such a bearing."

The white robed old man looked kind. "It can be said that I am the work of the master and the person of his ideal country."

"Senior, I think the master you mentioned should be a top painter? He can create a work like you. He must have extraordinary knowledge and seems to have a detached heart, which is different from all ordinary people."

Long Che said with a smile.

"Young man, your vision is really unique. You deserve to be the one who can remove the seal of black inflammation. It seems that you are the person I want to wait for."

The white robed old man is kind-hearted and has a deep appreciation for longche.