Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 299 Prison Dragon Pagoda

Yan Kuan and Ye Feng pulled Wang Mu out of the fire sand, and wrapped Wang Mu with their own body-protecting spiritual power.

The golden and red threads on his body dissipated, and Wang Mu returned to his original state. His handsome face was as pale as paper. Even though he was supported by Yan Kuan and Ye Feng, he was walking very weakly.

Bing Ling'er's ignorant eyes flickered strangely, and there was also some unknown touch in Ping Jingshui's heart.

Everyone was looking at Wang Mu, with unbelievable expressions in their eyes.

Long Xian took a light breath, the surprise in his eyes slowly dissipated, looked at Wang Mu's weak back, smiled self-deprecatingly, and strode over.

"I'm willing to gamble and admit defeat." Standing in front of Wang Mu, Long Xian chuckled, "You are indeed special, it seems that not all the demons are mediocre."

"Hehe," Wang Mu smiled lightly, "I'm sorry, I only blocked one move from you."

Even though he was extremely weak, his smile was still peaceful, and it seemed that the pain could not affect his calm mind. Looking at those still radiant eyes, Long Xian was secretly shocked again.

Then, without further hesitation, he approached Wang Mu's ear, and told Wang Mu some things he knew by means of sound transmission.

Wang Mu couldn't help frowning, and turned to look at Bing Ling'er who had been following behind him.

Just as I guessed, Bing Ling'er's sister, Bing Yue, really went to the Dragon Emperor's Domain, and she went there to find herself.

According to what Long Xian said, about hundreds of years ago, a master of the cultivation domain suddenly came to the Dragon Emperor Domain, an ice demon with white clothes and white hair. emperor.

After that, she was locked in the Dragon Prison Tower.

Of course, these are all rumors, not many people really saw it, Long Xian only heard about it.

Wang Mu sneered in his heart. Naturally, the Dragon Emperor would not deliberately publicize these things. Dealing with an ice demon by the big bullying the small would damage his dignified image of the Dragon Emperor. There are many secrets, such as the fact that he united with other major forces in the Three Realms and Nine Regions to surround and kill the Flower Buddha.

Looking up at the blue sky, Wang Mu smiled wryly, the cold and persistent beauty appeared in front of his eyes. That silly girl must not have known that when she was looking for him, he had already passed away and fell into reincarnation.

"Thank you." Looking away, Wang Mu looked at Long Xian and said.

Long Xian shook his head, said with a light smile, "I'm willing to admit defeat. However, I also want to ask you something, can I tell you?"

He didn't use sound transmission to encrypt this sentence, and everyone present could hear it clearly.

Wang Mu glanced back, and found that everyone's eyes were a little excited, especially the five mentors, who looked impatient.

"Say." Shrugging his shoulders, Wang Mu said generously.

"What's the name of that move you just used? Where did you learn it?" Long Xian said, mentioning that move, his heart was inexplicably agitated, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath before calming down.

That weird move is really unprecedented, perverted enough, and powerful enough.

"Tiantian Style." Looking at Long Xian calmly, Wang Mu said without hesitation.

The calm voice once again shocked the hearts of the people. Long Xian on the opposite side blushed a little, blinked, and froze in place.

For monks, the most taboo thing is to inquire about the source of other people's martial arts, especially some relatively powerful martial arts.Because once you ask this kind of question, the other party will think that you are trying to play other people's martial arts, and the consequences will be very serious.

Under normal circumstances, when asked about the martial arts information at the bottom of the box, most of them would not tell the other party. Even if they did, they should first ensure that the other party would become a dead person after learning about it, and would not tell the details of their martial arts.

This is common sense, a well-known rule among monks. After all, everyone has secrets that they don't want others to know.

Naturally, Long Xian knew it too, but he couldn't hold back the surprise in his heart.

But Wang Mu said the name of this martial skill so easily, which naturally made people feel astonished.

"As for where this martial skill came from, I think it's better that you don't know." After a pause, Wang Mu said again, looking at Long Xian with unfathomable eyes.

Long Xian's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said with a sneer: "Yes, I was the one who was abrupt, I was just curious."

After speaking, he nodded politely and returned to his camp.

The five instructors frowned, seeing Wang Mu's serious injury, but still talking and laughing, they became more and more suspicious.

Others don't know what the three words "Qingtian Style" represent, but their mentors do.

According to legend, a long time ago, a master from the Fentian Region of the Heavenly Realm came to the Cultivation Realm to challenge the masters from all sides, and his best martial skill was this Sky-lifting Style.

Under the same level, no one can break through this sky-lifting pose, it is absolutely indestructible, even some masters who surpass their opponents seem to be unable to do what they want.

This master is victorious in all battles, and his nickname of "Old Man Qingtian" is also all the rage in the realm of comprehension.

But later this person disappeared suddenly, and it was said that an opponent whose cultivation level was not as good as his broke the sky-lifting posture and was killed.

Of course, people don't believe this rumor, but the Qingtian old man's Qingtian posture is well known among the older generation in the cultivation field, so when they saw Wang Mu using this long-lost Qingtian posture, Will be frightened.

Originally, the five instructors also wanted to ask Wang Mu where he learned the Qingtian Style, but after Long Xian asked, they dismissed the idea.Being able to learn the Qingtian style created by the old man Qingtian naturally has something to do with the old man Qingtian. Regardless of whether the old man Qingtian is dead or alive, he is also a master of Lao Tzu Fen Tianyu, and Wang Mu obviously does not want to reveal the source , if you force it, once Wang Mu feels disgusted, telling him these things to the person who taught him the Qingtian style, it will be a fire.

Curiosity kills people, everyone understands this truth, let alone inquiring about such confidential things.

Seeing that people were no longer entangled in the Qingtian style, Wang Mu smiled slightly, and he was relieved in his heart. If these people really asked, it would be really difficult, because the old man Qingtian was killed by him.

After that, no one challenged Wang Mu and his group, and the dozen or so people became more isolated. People looked at them as if they were looking at a group of monsters, and they dared not approach them easily.

Wang Mu didn't care too much, and got a few pieces of Hob Beast's sawtooth to practice.

He wants to recover as soon as possible, and then find a way to go to the Prisoner Dragon Pagoda in the Dragon Emperor Domain.

The instructors left after recording the results of the major camps. Before leaving, Jiang Nantian ran to Wang Mu's side, squatted on the ground and stared at Wang Mu for a long time, but in the end he didn't dare to ask the doubts in his heart. Whispering all the way away.

The luxurious ship pulled by the wild dragon sank into the clouds, and the Huosha City returned to its usual tranquility, and all the trainees also worked harder to cultivate. After seeing the desperate and weirdness of Wang Mu and the others, it was also a kind of kindness for them. excitation.

It is an exciting thing for the low-level to successfully challenge the high-level. Everyone hopes that one day they can be like Wang Mu and his group. They seem crazy, but they are fearless, powerful and mysterious. fear.

After two days of non-stop training, Wang Mu's cultivation level recovered by seven or eighty-eight. This is also because of those sawtooths. If there were no such sawtooths, it would take ten days and a half months to recover in the harsh environment of Huosha City. difficult to recover.

That Qingtian style is really perverted, it is a martial art of self-mutilation, forcibly retrograde the meridians, using the whole soul and the potential of the whole body, such a powerful spiritual power is enough to cut off the meridians.

If it weren't for Wang Mu's body protection with the peach blossom seal, the recovery speed would be comparable to others, and it would probably take longer to recover.

Of course, being able to block Long Xian's move is not only due to the Qingtian style, but also the uniqueness of Wang Mu's body. The combination of the twelve primordial spirits and the power of the broken soul and broken body training is not something that ordinary monks can exert. comparable.

Just as he was thinking, a sense of coolness came over his face, causing Wang Mu to open his eyes.

Bing Ling'er was sitting opposite him, with deep worry in her ethereal eyes.

"Brother Wang Mu, are you awake?" Seeing Wang Mu open his eyes, Bing Ling'er smiled happily.

Wang Mu nodded, moved his eyes, and found that Xiaoyu was also watching, and the rest were practicing.

"Brother Wang Mu, thank you, I, I don't know what to do, we just met, you just helped me like this, almost..." Bing Ling'er spoke incoherently, not knowing how to understand what Wang Mu did.

Wang Mu smiled lightly, and said softly, "You don't have to think too much, I'm always enthusiastic, besides, it's all a matter of effort."

A little effort... Bai Xiaoyu on the side blinked her big eyes, feeling more and more that Wang Mu was so strange that he was almost killed, and it could be said that it was a little effort, what a nerve.

"Then, then my sister..." After a pause, Bing Ling'er was a little excited again.

Hearing this, Wang Mu took a light breath, scanned the audience again, made sure that everyone else was practicing, and then said leisurely, "Don't worry, your sister is still alive, and I will help you find her."

"Really! That's great!" Bing Ling'er's eyes brightened, and a rare look of happiness appeared on her usually dull face.

That night, after Duan Yixue and the others woke up, Wang Mu told them secretly, and then left quietly.

For many years, Bingyue has been trapped in the Prisoner Dragon Tower. It is self-evident where the Prisoner Dragon Tower is. During these long years, I don't know how much the originally ethereal and holy girl has suffered.

This is what Wang Mu owed her, so no matter what the price is, he will rescue her.

(End of this chapter)