Hutao uses me to judge my performance

Jiang Bai took out the Mora that the walnut gave him.

The patterns on it are exactly the same as the ones taken out of the walnuts, and they are all triangles composed of a single thread.

It's just that compared to the pattern on the Guyun Pavilion ruins, this pattern is much simpler.

Jiang Bai didn't understand for a while.

Mora was cast by Morax, the rock god. According to his speculation, the ruins on Guyun Pavilion were built by the people of other demon gods. Why are the patterns of the two so similar?

Does it mean that this pattern is very versatile?

Or does this pattern have other meanings?

Or maybe the pattern on the ruins of Guyun Pavilion is a variant of the pattern on Mo La?When the ancients who built the ruins drew patterns, they referred to the patterns on Mora and made it more cumbersome and complicated.

That being said, it seems to make sense...

Jiang Bai, who justified himself, temporarily put his doubts aside, and listened to Hu Tao explaining Mo La's face value to him.

These moras are the same size, just different colors.

"In the beginning, Lord Yan didn't make any distinction when he made Mora, only the face value of "1".

But later, with more and more people, more and more moras were needed, and it was not convenient to trade the moras with only one denomination, and the denominations of moras became more and more later.

This copper-brown one is Mora with the smallest face value, that is, one. "

Walnut turned Mora over, and the number one was written on the back.

"This brassy one has a face value of ten."

"This silver one has a face value of 100."

"This golden one has a face value of 1000."

Walnut turned them over one by one, and there were corresponding numbers on the back.

Jiang Bai pretended to be curious and picked up the 1000 denomination Mora, rubbed it in his hand, and asked, "Is there a bigger one?"

"No, one thousand is the biggest."

At a glance, Hu Tao saw through his careful thought of trying to put Mora in his pocket silently.

Stretching out his little hand, "Give it back to me!"

Jiang Bai reluctantly returned Mora to her.

Touching his Mo La, who was only worth a face, Jiang Bai felt bitter.

This mola, which cannot be bought for anything, is all his possessions

However, it only costs [-] moras to learn from the immortals. This price is really touching!This fairy is quite conscientious!

Seeing that the two were counting the money, A Ling thought they were thinking about whether Mo La had enough money, so she took the initiative to ask:

"How? Do you want to follow me to learn Taoism from Zhenjun?"

It would be too boring to have only them here, and it would be more lively if there were more people learning Taoism with Zhenjun.

"We are shy in our pockets, and we still want to wait until we see the Taoism of Zhenjun before making a decision." Jiang Bai scratched his head and smiled shyly.

With such a smile, the red mark on his face also changed with his smile, which looked a little funny.

Wu Cong tried to hold back his smile, "Well, little brother, do you want some medicine..."

Jiang Bai looked at Hu Tao with his watery eyes.

This was made by Hu Tao, so he can't let him do the medicine by himself, right?

Nut put his hand next to his cheek, pushed his hand, and turned his head away.

"A little flesh wound, what kind of medicine should I use!"

He didn't bleed and didn't do anything. With the quality of the God's Eye owner, this little injury is not a problem at all.

"Alright alright……"

Jiang Bai doesn't care, it doesn't hurt anyway, as for whether it's funny or not, he can't see it himself.

whatever!

A beating is better than a cremation package.

But next time I still have to take it easy and think before I speak.

Otherwise, the walnuts will not be so lightly beaten next time...

Chapter 56 Young people don't talk about martial arts

The two rested for more than ten minutes, and the little ghost quietly returned to Hu Tao's body. Not long after, that Thunderbolt and Thunder Supreme Lord also came out of the hut.

"I've already adjusted my breath, come with me." He closed his eyes, and then opened them slowly. There seemed to be a strong light in his eyes, and he couldn't look directly at them.

All four followed.

For Wu Cong and A Ling, it has been quite a long time since they saw Zhenjun showing his magic.

Naturally, such a shocking scene cannot be missed.

Jiang Bai was very curious about what Hutao's little ghost had discovered, but it was a pity that he couldn't communicate directly with the little ghost. Looking at Hutao, Hutao just blinked and smiled mysteriously.

Jiang Bai has no choice but to watch the old man's performance.

The old man came to a cliff facing the mountain path, about three meters high, with no vegetation growing on it.

"Alright!"

I saw him take a deep breath and step forward with his legs.

The wind blew from all directions, blowing his clothes and hair.

The four concentrated their attention and held their breath. There was expectation, curiosity, and nervousness in their eyes, waiting for the next development.

But the old man's sleeves fluttered, but his figure didn't move, but the rock wall seemed to be smashed by something, there was a loud explosion, and the broken stones splashed everywhere.

After a while, the smoke and dust dissipated, and the originally complete rock wall cracked, leaving a pit in the center that seemed to be punched out by a fist.

Zhenjun's two disciples applauded excitedly when they saw this scene again.

Among them, Wu Cong was even more excited, looking forward to the day when his martial arts could reach such a level.

But at the same time, he felt a little depressed.

With his dull talent, I am afraid that it is impossible to reach this level in a lifetime!

Jiang Bai's mouth was slightly opened, with a dazed expression on his face.

Did this old man throw a fist?Why didn't he see it?

Or is it that his realm is too low to see anything?

Looking at Hu Tao again, he was already holding his chin with one hand, showing a thoughtful expression.

The old man turned around, stroked his beard, and looked at the two of them:

"What do you two friends think of this old man's move?"

"How did you do this?" Jiang Bai asked, and then curiously moved to the cliff, wanting to see if there was anything tricky.

The stone wall is indeed a hard stone wall, and he can blast out such a hole. What surprised him was the old man's technique.

He looked very carefully just now, and the old man's fist didn't move at all.

So it wasn't that the old man swung his fist at a speed that couldn't be captured by the naked eye, but that he used other methods to smash the rock wall.

"Of course it was blown out by the old man's fist." The old man raised his head with a proud expression.

Hu Tao pulled Jiang Bai in front of him, pointed at Jiang Bai and said, "True Monarch, why don't you compete with him, if the True Monarch wins, I will worship under the True Monarch's sect."

"Huh?" Jiang Bai, who was forced to compete, was at a loss.

This is not good, what if the old man is injured?

There is only one mora in his whole body!

"This" the old man looked Jiang Bai up and down.

This young man looks skinny, he walks with a limp, and his face is bruised and swollen, so he should be easy to deal with.

However, this is not necessarily the case with the eyes of God.

To be on the safe side, it's better for him not to accept this proposal.

"No, the old man's boxing is too powerful, he can't bear it." He shook his head, looking like it's not that the old man doesn't want to fight, but you can't.

"No, no! I have no other skills, but my body is hard and resistant to beating!" Jiang Bai patted his chest and stood in front of the old man.

The hall master had already spoken, so naturally he, the younger brother, couldn't stand still.

The big deal is to put on a shield and let the old man beat it. If the old man hurts his hands or something, it's none of his business.

"The two big brothers must also want to see a wonderful battle!" Seeing that the old man didn't want to perform anymore, Hu Tao encouraged his two apprentices.

They are strangers, so it's a big deal not to accept their two disciples, but those who have already joined the sect, you can't let them down!

Hearing Hu Tao's words, Ah Ling and Wu Cong were really moved, and looked at Zhenjun expectantly.

This Thunderbolt and Thunderbolt Supreme Lord is indeed a little embarrassed to be put on the ground at this time.

If he persisted in not fighting, it would inevitably affect his image in the hearts of the two disciples.

But if you fight, if you can't beat it, it's not a matter of affecting your image.

He stroked the talisman in his sleeve, hesitating in his heart.

After hesitating again and again, he still made up his mind.

If he loses, the big deal is to run away. He changes places, changes identities, changes words, who else can find him?

"It's okay to fight, but the old man has three rules."

"How about three chapters?"

The old man raised a finger, "First, the old man's boxing skills are too powerful, and he will only use a fraction of his strength."

"Second, I only show boxing techniques, I don't use immortal power, and little brother, you can't use elemental power either."

Jiang Bai looked at Hu Tao.

I can't use elemental power, what should I do if I get beaten up too badly?

Hu Tao gave him a reassuring look, and he could only nod.

"Third, learn from each other, click to the end."

"no problem!"

Jiang Bai rubbed his hands and moved his body.

Immediately, her feet stopped limping, her waist straightened, and even the bruises on her face faded a little.

Zhenjun Pili Shanlei suddenly had a bad premonition, but at this time the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

"Then let's start!" Hu Tao excitedly became the referee, giving them an open space.

A wind came out of the valley, and there was a whimpering sound in the valley.

Adhering to the idea that this old man is a powerful person, in order not to be beaten too badly, Jiang Bai chose to attack first.

He punched the old man, he thought that the Thunderbolt and Lightning Lord would dodge with his super high-speed movement, but what surprised him was that his punch actually hit the target!

The old man let out a muffled grunt, and was immediately sent flying a meter away, rolling twice on the ground.

"!!!" Jiang Bai's scalp exploded immediately!

No no no no!

I thought you were a fairy, but you were just faking it? !

Even though he didn't use much force with the mentality of trying, this force is enough to beat this kind of elderly man out of his mind!

Ruined!

He only has one Mora in his pocket, even if he sells him, he still can't afford the medical expenses!

A Ling and Wu Cong were shocked when they saw this scene!