Martial Arts Spiritual Exchange System

Sect Lord Pei smiled gently and elegantly. He seemed to have always been such an elegant person.

This is an invitation, there is no domineering oppression.

After he sent out this invitation, he started tasting wine, not anxious for Fang Zhou's answer.

The organization of martial daoist...New Martial Hall.

And Sect Lord Pei intends to absorb and train him to become a new member, a young martial daoist.

This is an opportunity!

Fang Zhou is keenly aware that this is an opportunity.

However, Fang Zhou is very cautious and needs to clarify some problems, whether there are dangers.

Sect Lord Pei said, New Martial Hall’s rule is to train a new young martial daoist every three years and maintain the fresh blood of New Martial Hall.

In those years, isn't the number of members in New Martial Hall very large?

Fang Zhou looked towards Sect Lord Pei and asked: "Sect Lord, can you take the liberty to ask, how many people are there in New Martial Hall now?"

Sect Lord Pei was holding the celadon Jiu Zhan, still looking at the long street outside the window, did not look back, and replied faintly: "Including fresh blood, there are a total of 102 people."

"However, there will be only 101 people left immediately. It’s gone."

"That fellow Zhao Yang, he intends to assassinate the emperor, here, probably...ten deaths without life."

Sect Lord Pei's words were very calm, even There is not much mood swing.

Assassinate the emperor?

Fang Zhou was shocked, how crazy these moves are!

However, Fang Zhou calmed down and continued to ask.

"How many years has the New Martial Hall existed? Only one hundred and one people?"

Sect Lord Pei finally turned his head back and put down the celadon cup: "Not all martial Daoist will join the New Martial Hall..."

"Some of them are used to wandering, some of them are included in the Great Imperial Teacher Cao Man, included in the Martial Dao Palace, and listed in the Martial Appraiser, seeking an eternal celebrity Opportunity."

"However, when the number of martial daoist in New Martial Hall was pinnacle, there were only 180."

"New Martial Hall trains young martial every three years. daoist, but also... there will also be martial daoist dying to pursue the path of faith."

"In recent years, battles between gods and demons have erupted outside the realm, and all major races have participated in the war. The powerhouse suppressed the Human Race martial daoist a lot less, and the martial daoist died less."

Pei Tongsi looked towards Fang Zhou's gaze suddenly became solemn.

"I know what you want to ask, and I don’t know what will happen in the future. After all, in this dark age when the race is in the domain of Human Race, no one knows about Human Race. There is no future."

"We cultivate young martial daoist, just to allow inheritance to continue, so that the fire of Human Race can continue to burn in the dark."

"When There is still a ray of light in this dark Heaven and Earth, which at least proves that Human Race has hope."

Pei Tongsi stood up and said with a smile.

"You don’t have to worship me as a teacher, and I will not accept you as a disciple. I am just your guide on the Martial Dao road. We are equal."

"I I will pass on what I have learned all my life, I just hope that in the future, when my body dies and Dao disappears, you can walk for me the way I have not finished, and continue to inherit my way."

"In fact, the martial daoists who joined the New Martial Hall have the same desire..."

"May Human Race, children will grow up safely."

"May Human Race, women can be free from abuse."

"May Human Race, the elderly can have a good end."

"May Human Race, Martial Dao prosper, the mountains and rivers are great, peace and peace. "

Fang Zhou looked solemn when he heard this.

Pei Tongsi's words made Fang Zhou feel the tremor of the Martial Arts Bookstore, which is a resonance, a resonance in thought and soul.

This shows that Pei Tongsi's words are all true, not hypocritical.

There is no way to the darkness in front of us, but after all we need a pioneer to go forward and walk a way out. Even if this road is full of thorns and darkness, there will always be someone who will not hesitate to turn back.

Fang Zhou moved towards Sect Lord Pei and bowed deeply.

Pei Tongsi looked at the tough-faced teenager with a big smile on his face.

He seems to know the boy's answer.

……

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martial battleground.

The box on the second floor.

Lei Laohu eats oily mouth, leaning on the chair, the cultivation technique in the body works, squeezing the food energy in the stomach, and it turns into vigor.

Outside the door, a black clothed Martial Artist came in quickly and said a few words in Lei Laohu's ear.

Lei Laohu hearing this, his expression suddenly became extremely complicated.

He turned his head and looked towards the chubby Guan Tianyuan, with admiration and fear.

The bet on poisoned milk is really powerful!

Huang Le, the Yellow Class boxing and sixth-ranked Martial Artist, was forcibly milked to death.

According to Fang Zhou's strength against Qian Houzi in boxing yesterday, Huang Le is stable against Fang Zhou.

The final result was that Huang Le was killed in Changjie.

"Arrange for someone to collect the body for Huang Le."

Lei Laohu sighed.

Guan Tianyuan, who was smiling at the side, became stiff.

Huang Le...is it cold?

Are you betting wrong again?

impossible!

"How could Huang Le die?! He is the sixth in the yellow character!"

"It's not as useless as Qian Houzi. Isn't it easy to deal with a newcomer?"

Guan Tianyuan muttered.

Lei Laohu corner of the mouth twitched on the side, stop milking, everyone is gone.

"Instructor Lei, do I have to arrange for someone to do that Fang Zhou?" black clothed Martial Artist asked Lei Laohu.

Lei Laohu turned his head and glanced at him. The beard was stained with oil, but he was looking at the black clothed Martial Artist, cold all over.

"Are you teaching me to do things?"

The black clothed person hurriedly lowered his head.

"Fang Zhou, this kid survived by his own strength, but there are only three things, I will go to trouble again, that is, if I don’t give Sect Lord Pei face, I will die."

"Do you want to kill me?"

Lei Laohu slapped the face of the black clothed Martial Artist.

bang!

A wave of invisible air burst out, and the black clothed Martial Artist directly knelt on the ground.

"Lei Laohu's low voice came from the box.

"Here."

The black clothed Martial Artist got up from the ground, sweating, and hurried out of the box.

Just out of the box, in the distance, a lithe and graceful silhouette walked slowly, and the split cheongsam revealed a faintly discernible whiteness.

Poisonous hand Raksha!

black clothed Martial Artist complexion slightly changed, hurriedly smiled and moved towards Sister Mei and bowed.

However, Sister Mei's blazing red lips directly ignored him, walked to the front of Lei Laohu's box, raised his slender leg, and kicked it on the door of the box.

"bang!"

With a loud noise, the carved wooden door of the box was kicked open.

In the box, Lei Laohu stood up, and the beard seemed to be flying in the wind, eyes wide staring angrily.

"Who is so beautiful!"

However, seeing the charming woman appearing in front of the door, Lei Laohu's curse immediately changed.

"It turned out to be Mei Mei, come to my Old Lei, what's the point?"

"Your kick... kick is so powerful!"

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Lei Laohu smiled all over his face, and his eyes were almost narrowed into flowers.

Guan Tianyuan stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth.

Heh, lick the dog.

"Huang Le is yours?"

Sister Mei's charming face is covered with frost.

Lei Laohu startled.

Sister Mei looked towards Guan Tianyuan who was eating meat and watching the show: "Go out."

Guan Tianyuan shivered with fat, rolled numb, and was stuffed before leaving Got a piece of meat into the mouth.

He has suffered a lot recently, and he can't afford the meat.

Just got out of the box, the peng sound rang and the door closed again.

Guan Tianyuan has a heart of gossip.

To fight? !

Lei Laohu is one of the very best in Heavenly Class Instructor.

However, Ye Zimei's strength is his background, his strength... is actually quite average.

The rabbit bites when he is anxious. Lei Laohu's violent temper is forced to explode completely. Ye Zimei may not be able to beat him.

Lei Laohu bet on this wave!

My thoughts just fell.

In the box, the terrifying internal qi agitated, accompanied by the screams of Lei Laohu.

bang!

A loud noise!

Carved wooden doors all split up and in pieces, sawdust fly all over!

Lei Laohu with bloody nose and swollen face flew out of the box, fell directly from the second floor, and hit the martial battleground fist.

The frosty Sister Mei Ping Ting walked out, leaning on the railing, and her flaming red lips outlined the icy arc, she had a unique beauty.

Underneath, Lei Laohu got up swiftly, his arms were weirdly twisted, his eyes were swollen like brown sugar buns, his nose was crooked and dripping with blood from a small snake, but he grinned like a second fool.

"Mei Mei, are you happy?"

"Why don't you play more?"

Lei Laohu raised his head.

Guan Tianyuan: "..."

This wave is definitely not the pot of his poisonous milk!

The world of licking dogs, bizarre and motley!

He was sloppy.

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