Cultivating Master In City

Zhou Yi and Nie Qiuming are ready, and there is no fear on their faces. Nie Qiuming's face is eager to try.

Under the command of the general friar, four Yuanying friars and three Jindan friars approached Zhou Yi. Although the general and Friar did not move, there was an additional flag in his hand.

This flag is different from the apricot yellow flag of the old man with black beard. Not to mention the color is blood. There is a faint battlefield sound of thousands of troops and horses neighing and fighting.

Zhou Yi's face changed when he saw the flag. He knew that the flag was more powerful. Maybe Zhou Yi can deal with the soldiers, armor and puppets summoned by the apricot yellow flag, but he can't deal with thousands of words.

But Zhou Yi and Nie Qiuming can't retreat. Behind them is the big array presided over by Stark. What can Lin Lang, an Ping, Wan bin and others do if they are broken by these people in front of them?

Seeing that Zhou Yi and Nie Qiuming were about to face a siege, they were likely to turn into a siege. Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.

"Old friend, are you all right..." the voice curled up, full of middle spirit. What makes people feel surprised is that people are tens of miles away, but the voice is like in their ears.

Hearing the voice with a sense of vicissitudes, the general's Friar's face showed a trace of anger, and then turned to alert. He looked at Zhou Yi and Nie Qiuming in a bad color, but finally waved his hand and asked his men to withdraw and stand behind him. Then he turned to the direction of the voice and responded in a loud voice: "old mu, how can I be ill before you die?"

Nie Qiuming looked happy and said to Zhou Yi, "younger martial brother, it's the boss. Our eldest martial brother Mu Yuntian."

The speed of cultivating immortals is very fast, especially when they reach the stage of Yuanying, they can reach it in an instant hundreds of miles away. The voice of Mu Yuntian still lingers in my ears, and people have seen the shadow.

A group of monks came from the western sky, stepping on all kinds of Flying Magic instruments, with a scale of more than 100 people.

At the beginning, an old man wearing a straight suit, although his hair is a little gray, his face is as delicate and ruddy as a baby, which perfectly explains what is called crane hair and child's face.

This man is mu Yuntian, the president of the General Hospital of Huaxia monastery. It can be said that he is a disciple all over the world. He is known as the first person in the secular world.

Originally, Zhou Yi thought that Mu Yuntian was just a master level monk. Now it seems that he is very wrong. Mu Yuntian's Qi accumulation and ability to fly in the air without borrowing the magic weapon of flying clearly show that he has at least the cultivation of Yuanying period.

Zhou Yi sincerely praised: "elder martial brother's cultivation is so profound."

Nie Qiuming said: "of course, the teacher said that the first person in the period of transforming God is the eldest martial brother. But the eldest martial brother is low-key. The world doesn't know that the eldest martial brother is hidden."

Mu Yuntian came to Zhou Yi quickly. He smiled at Zhou Yi and said, "junior brother, I'm your senior brother Mu Yuntian for the first time."

"I've seen the elder martial brother!"

"Younger martial sister, do you want to fight again? How can you get married?"

Nie Qiuming stamped his foot: "elder martial brother, don't be disrespectful! Believe it or not, I'll tell the teacher."

Mu Yuntian smiled, turned to the general and friar, and said calmly, "Meng Yiqing, you shouldn't have come."

"Shepherd, the world is big. I come and go whenever I want. Others respect you as holy, but I regard you as dirt. A group of dignified villains who only stab in the back."

"I haven't seen you for many years. Meng is still so angry. Do you still want to make a difference this time? As long as I shepherd the clouds, you can't think about it."

Meng Yi glanced down at those immortals who followed behind Mu Yuntian. They were all black suits, looked numb, and stepped on all kinds of Flying Magic tools. After flying over, they scattered and formed a encirclement trend.

Meng Yiqing is not afraid of encirclement attack, but each of these people has the cultivation achievements of the golden elixir period. What is more valuable is that their actions are neat and uniform. At first glance, they are comrades in arms who have been working together for many years, but they can never be considered as ordinary golden elixir friars.

What's more, when a hundred monks in the golden elixir period in black suits formed the Liuding Liujia attack and defense array, the big array below them also changed.

The effect of hiding trace and shape has been revoked, and there are boulders below. Professor Stark is directing Lin Lang and others to move the boulders as the base of the array. Soon, a change array will be formed, which vaguely corresponds with the 100 monks in black and golden elixir in the sky.

The momentum of the 100 golden elixir monks suddenly rose to a higher level, vaguely like the arrival of 100 yuan infant monks.

Just the change of formation immediately raised the combat power to an incredible level, which is the important role of array masters. Especially on a large battlefield, the existence of array masters can often determine the outcome of a war.

Meng Yiqing took a deep look at stark, who commanded the array below. He wanted to kill him with one blow, but he knew it was impossible. Not to mention the power of the gorgeous woman around stark, who was pale, could not be underestimated. Even stark himself was absolutely in the golden elixir period. He hid in the array and was almost invincible.

"I can't imagine that I haven't moved around for some time, and there are many excellent talents in the world. I'm a person who cherishes talents. Here I can give you a solemn commitment. Anyone who can subordinate to my Pre-Qin Dynasty can be granted Marquis, accumulate military achievements, be granted Duke of the king, and live the same life as heaven and earth. The sun and the moon shine together."

"Lao Meng, it's still a cliche. I don't know what age it is. It's too outdated to be a marquis and a king. I'm not afraid to tell you that my second martial brother Stark is in charge of the Xingxiu hundred light array, and the fourth martial sister Xie Haiyan is next to him."

Then Mu Yuntian pointed to Zhou Yi and Nie Qiuming with his fingers and said, "these two are the recent disciples of the old mentor, Nie Qiuming and Zhou Yi."

"The teacher has countless disciples in his life, but there are only nine in this generation. Five of the nine are here. Lao Meng, you should also be honored."

Mu Yuntian took the trouble to introduce his four younger martial brothers and sisters, which made Zhou Yi feel that the elder martial brother was wordy. However, he noticed that Meng Yiqing's face changed greatly, and suddenly clenched his teeth and said, "OK, the old shepherd has yours. The green mountains don't change, and the green water flows long. Let's see!"

Meng Yi turned his head and withdrew with people. Mu Yuntian waved to his subordinates in black suits to make way, and Murong Mengyi walked away.

Nie Qiuming stamped his feet and said, "elder martial brother, just let them go? Just now they wanted to kill us. The old bad boss scolded me. Forget it?"

Mu Yuntian said leisurely, "what if it doesn't count? Now this Mengyi young old man has taken charge of the military power. Let's not provoke him."

Nie Qiuming didn't understand Mu Yuntian, but Zhou Yi did. Without him, it was just because Meng Yiqing held the bloody flag in his arms, which put great pressure on Zhou Yi. If we really want to fight, it's hard to say who wins and who loses, but we are bound to suffer heavy losses. I believe the opponent thinks so.

Mu Yuntian looked at Zhou Yi with a thoughtful look on his face and said softly, "younger martial brother, I'm sure I'll gain a lot from this trip. The teacher was so happy that he couldn't sleep at night when he learned that you came back. He told me to see you and call you home for dinner."

In Zhou Yi's mind, Kong Fanxing's cynical old face emerged. How comfortable the teacher is, how speechless it is.

When Zhou Yi first came to Mo Yan's world, he thought about whether Kong Fanxing was a peerless expert who could save himself from the different world, but his hope eventually came to naught. What's more, although Zhou Yi, Kong Fanxing's disciple, hasn't learned anything. He hasn't even heard Kong Fanxing's teachings all day. Therefore, he feels strange about Kong Fanxing shouting to eat himself from the air.

"Elder martial brother, I still have some things to finish. I'm afraid I'll have dinner with the teacher for a while. It's hard to reach an agreement."

Mu Yuntian didn't say anything yet, but Nie Qiuming nearby opened his mouth in surprise and shouted, "younger martial brother, don't you talk nonsense when you are sick? The teacher has a lot of temper... How nice. He annoyed the old man, but he didn't eat any fruit. The teacher's words are the imperial edict. Don't listen to the imperial edict. Do you know how serious the consequences are?"

Zhou Yi was stunned. Didn't he just postpone a meal? As for that serious?

Mu Yuntian sighed and said, "younger martial brother, the teacher's temper and temperament are somewhat independent, but he is excellent. I think it's more important not to report anything to the teacher."

"Elder martial brother and younger martial sister, how do I feel that you two are afraid of the teacher?"

"It's more than fear... No... That's respect. His respect for the old man is like mountains and rivers forever..." Nie Qiuming also sighed gently.

Zhou Yi scratched his head and said, "do you think I have to go?"

"You can't go without going, or I'll carry the pot for you. Teacher, you have little contact with this person, you don't quite understand it. If you have more contact, you will find the teacher's mind, ha ha..."

"Uncle, you speak ill of the teacher behind your back."

"Yes? I don't remember how broad I seemed to be praising the teacher just now."

Zhou Yi looks at the elder martial brother in front of him. Unexpectedly, he is the president of the general monastery. He is so easygoing. He feels like a home-based grandfather.

"Teacher, is he still on Fulong mountain?"

"No, in order to meet an old friend, he came to the county seat of Sanyang county from the seclusion of Fulong mountain. As for where he is now in Sanyang County, it's not that our disciples can know that his old dragon sees the head but not the tail."