My understanding is against the sky, I create a family of villains and longevity

Chapter 140 Little Overlord Peng Nai!
Tianlan Holy Land.

Located behind the South Peak and North Peak, there is a hillside that is not high.

Although the hillside is not high, it has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

One by one thrushes and orioles stand on the branches in a row, and they sing crisply in conjunction with the cicadas.

On the hillside, there is a thatched house.

An old farmer with white hair and beard, whose white hair was tied up casually behind his head with a thick cloth, and with a naked upper body, was holding an ax and splitting some firewood in half.

A beautiful Taoist nun who was wearing a slim-fit blue-ink Taoist robe, with fringed black hair draped behind her head, and holding a dust whisk, walked step by step.

"Xiaomei, why did you come here?"

The white-haired old farmer put down his ax with a smile, fetched a bucket of cold well water from the well outside the thatched hut, and washed his face.

Mo Yuemei looked at the white-haired old farmer, cupped his hands and said, "Holy Master, I want to borrow the Taiyi Essence Stone from you as a load."

The white-haired old farmer raised his brows when he heard the words: "Why? Or decide to use that secret method and pass it on to that kid?"

"Well, it's decided."

Mo Yuemei nodded with a smile.

The white-haired old farmer couldn't help shaking his head slightly when he heard the words, and said flatly: "According to our sect's secret investigation, this Xiao Ping's identity is doubtful, and many neighbors in his hometown have been tampered with. Even so, do you still decide to take the risk and use the secret method to teach him?"

Having said that, the white-haired old farmer said in a serious tone:

"Xiaomei, think about it. If he fails to pass on his skills, he will only suffer damage to his Dao foundation, but his cultivation base will plummet, and the Nirvana status he has finally cultivated may not be able to keep. Is it worth it?"

Mo Yuemei thought for a while after hearing the words: "Holy Master, I don't have much time. That child Ping'er's talent is extremely amazing. He is the most amazing and brilliant disciple I have ever seen since I became the leader of the peak. If he is the leader of Nanfeng, I can leave with peace of mind."

"The rise of Nanfeng is my master's last wish before he died."

"I can't fulfill this wish, but with Ping'er's talent, I have a chance to fulfill it!"

"Therefore, I must hurry up and raise Ping'er's cultivation level before I leave."

Don't wait for her to finish her sentence.

The white-haired old farmer frowned, and interrupted with a blank expression: "You are rushing to the doctor in a hurry. This son's talent is indeed outstanding. In the past 500 years in Nanfeng, there has been no one who can match his shoulders. But this person's origin is unknown. If you rashly do so much for him, you are not afraid that Xiao Ping will stab you in the back. Everything you do is to make wedding dresses for others?"

The words fell.

Mo Yuemei couldn't help but fell silent.

Just when the white-haired old farmer turned around to enter the hut.

Mo Yuemei took a deep breath, and said calmly: "Ping'er does have some secrets, but I can feel that he has no malice towards me or the entire Tianlan Holy Land."

"And this is enough! Everything else is not important!"

"I trust my vision!"

The white-haired old farmer paused, then took a deep look at her and said:

"Do you really want to go your own way?"

Mo Yue frowned and gritted his teeth: "I trust my own judgment."

"Forget it, I hope you won't regret it, don't let me do it myself to clean up the house." The white-haired old farmer said lightly.

The voice fell.

call out!
A piece wrapped by Xuanhuang Daomang shot out from the sleeve of the white-haired old farmer and fell into Mo Yuemei's hands.

Mo Yuemei's face brightened immediately and he said, "Thank you, Holy Master!"

Drunken House.

third floor.

"Huh? What's the situation?"

Chen Zhixing, Guan Tianyu and Li Ran frowned when they heard the noise downstairs.

"It seems to be someone from Beifeng?"

Guan Tianyu hesitated.

"Go down and have a look, don't you know?"

Chen Zhixing got up first and walked downstairs.

Guan Tianyu and Li Ran looked at each other and quickly followed.

I saw it on the first floor of Zuixian Tower.

A group of disciples wearing black sleeveless shorts with two arms exposed were blocking the door on the first floor.

They are all tall and strong, with high temples and piercing eyes, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

Most of Nanfeng's disciples were thin and thin. Standing in front of them at this moment, their aura was half a point shorter unconsciously.

And at the forefront of this group of Beifeng disciples, there are two people with the most powerful aura.

Both of them were wearing sleeveless red shirts, fastened around their waists with a black brocade belt.

The man on the left stood with his arms hanging down like an old ape with hanging arms. In his eyes, there were actually a pair of dark golden vertical pupils!

And the person on the right, who looks about eighteen or nineteen years old, is nearly two meters tall, standing like an iron tower.

He exudes a barbaric aura all over his body, full of qi and blood, like a ferocious humanoid beast walking out of the wilderness, even faintly surpassing the vertical-eyed man beside him!

"Nie Xiaolong, the true biography of Beifeng, and the new true biography who has been invincible in this recruitment, the little overlord Peng Nai!" Guan Tianyu said with his eyes fixed.

Chen Zhixing looked towards the two of them, and saw that in Nie Xiaolong's body with his arms hanging down, there was a faint neighing of a dragon elephant, exuding the aura of Zhenwu.

And that Peng Nai, although he only has the Nine Levels of Immortal Travel, he is full of energy and blood. There are nine ovens of energy and blood looming behind him, and his strength is probably still higher than that of Nie Xiaolong.

"Please come back, fellow members of the North Peak. Today, the Drunken Immortal Tower has been reserved by our Saintess Highness from the South Peak."

A Nanfeng disciple stepped forward and said expressionlessly.

,

The voice just fell.

From the other side of the Beifeng disciples, sneers came one after another.

"You Nanfeng really have a great style, if you say you can reserve the venue?"

"That's right, acting so domineeringly? Doesn't it mean that we will make a trip for nothing?"

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Peng is hosting a banquet at Beifeng today, and we have to reserve the venue!"

After finishing speaking, the Beifeng disciple looked at the Nanfeng disciple with a sneer on his face.

"Are you determined to disrupt the situation on purpose?"

The eyes of all Nanfeng disciples flickered, and their faces darkened.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper of Zuixianlou immediately sweated profusely, and hurriedly came out to smooth things over and said:
"Everyone, our Drunken Immortal Tower has several floors. From a small point of view, how about the fairy elders each occupying one floor."

Before the shopkeeper of Zuixianlou could finish his sentence.

"no!"

The disciples on both sides refused with one voice.

"Why? It's obvious that our Nanfeng came first, why should we let them go to the first floor?"

"Hehe, we at Beifeng have never had the habit of sharing meals with idlers!"

The people on both sides are facing each other, and they will not give in to each other.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere became extremely tense.

The shopkeeper of Zuixianlou stammered and didn't dare to say any more, stomped his feet and quickly stepped aside.

"This person from Beifeng probably knew that Junior Sister Li Ran was holding a banquet here today, and deliberately came to make trouble." Guan Tianyu narrowed his eyes and said.

"Yeah, that makes sense." Chen Zhixing echoed casually, but yawned boredly in his heart.

For him, the two peaks are fighting each other, and it's a matter of intentional anger here.

It's like a child playing house, it's boring.

Or just do it directly, a large group of people are here and you are angry with me, and I am angry with you, but if you don’t do it for a long time, it’s really boring.

If it wasn't for his status, Chen Zhixing would have turned around and left.

"Obviously, Beifeng wants to give us Nanfeng a blow before the big competition between the two peaks, and dampen the enthusiasm of Nanfeng's disciples. Therefore, although today is just a competition for the field, we must not back down." Li Ran said lightly.

"Once you back down, you will lose three points before a fight."

Just between a few people talking.

"The steps have been given to you, are you really not going?"

The Nanfeng disciple who had spoken before stepped forward, his gaze coldly glanced over everyone who spoke.

puff!
A big hand suddenly grabbed that Nanfeng disciple's neck.

Peng Nai, who is tall and looks like a savage dragon, grabbed the Nanfeng disciple by the neck and lifted it up, and said impatiently: "What are you talking to them about? What a silly calculation! From my point of view, I might as well take this opportunity to kill all the Nanfeng disciples, so that there will be no need for the competition between the two peaks."

The voice fell.

Bang! !

Peng Nai swung his big hand, and directly sent the Nanfeng disciple flying, smashing several tables and chairs with his back.

Seeing this, Nie Xiaolong's eyelids twitched. He was trying to persuade Peng Nai not to be impulsive, so he hesitated to speak.

"Senior Brother Lin!"

Seeing this, the expressions of all Nanfeng disciples changed immediately.

"Damn!"

"The competition between the two peaks has not yet started, and you actually did it privately?"

In an instant, a group of Nanfeng disciples were furious.

Fu Jiang, the most hot-tempered Taoist, laughed back in anger and said:

"I want to see how strong the so-called bully is!"

The voice fell.

A spear of divine sense suddenly appeared in Daoist Fu Jiang's hand, jumped up, and stabbed fiercely towards Peng Nai's sea of ​​consciousness.

Peng Nai did not dodge or dodge, staring at that kind of Fu Jiang with great interest.

boom! !

I saw the spear of divine sense in Fu Jiang's hand stabbing hard into Peng Nai's sea of ​​consciousness.

"It's done!"

Fu Jiang's heart was overjoyed.

No matter how strong Peng Nai's physical body is, no matter how amazing his strength is, if he is hit head-on by this spear of divine sense, even if he is not seriously injured, he will lose his fighting power in an instant!
"What little overlord, he's just a stupid big guy with no brute force." Fu Jiangzheng sneered in his heart.

puff!
A big hand like a cattail fan stretched out in an instant, pinching Fu Jiang's neck.

"Weak weak weak weak weak! Too weak!!!"

Peng Nai's body began to swell and grow at a speed visible to the naked eye. The muscles of the whole body protruded from the surface of his skin like thick tree roots, and the meridians and blood vessels twisted like giant pythons, sending out strong and powerful beats.

A six-meter-tall giant with cracked eyes and snow-white eyeballs full of nematode-like bloodshot eyes appeared on the spot!
He pinched Fu Jiang's neck with one hand, lifted him up from the ground, grinned with sharp teeth and said:

"Such soft power, who can kill?!"

The voice fell.

Under Fu Jiang's sluggish gaze, Peng Nai grabbed Fu Jiang with one hand and lifted it high, about to smash it down.

A terrifying force gathered in his right arm.

His entire right arm seemed to be congested with blood, turning into a flush.

If this hit is real, even if Fu Jiang is not dead, he will have to lose half of his life!

"stop!"

Accompanied by a low drink.

A cold sword light flashed across, and Peng Nai's entire arm was severed at the root, and blood gushed out instantly!

(End of this chapter)