My Disciples Are All Villains

Several people looked suspiciously at Little Kitty.

Duanmu Sheng asked: "Little sister knows who it is?"

Xiao Jie murmured softly: "A weird man living in a coffin, what is called Gong Yuandu ... This man is a neuropathy. The world is so big, it's scary to get into the coffin!"

Hua Wudao: "..."

Young people do not know that Gong Yuan is normal.

But for an old man like Hua Wudao, it must be said that it is thunderous.

"Gong Yuandu?" Hua Wudao frowned.

"... Elder Hua, do you know him?"

"Slightly heard."

Xiao Jieer said: "After Master slaps him into the air, Gong Yuan has ran out ... He has to fight with Master, but he is so timid that he was scared to hide in the coffin. come out."

"Wait." Hua Wudao raised his hand. "The patron slaps Kukong to death?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

Flowers cling to nowhere.

He not only knows such figures as Gong Yuandu.

Naturally, I also know a little about the distance of Dakong Temple.

Long ago, Kong Yuan was the master of Qiye.

After the retreat, there are even more breakthrough rumors ... if not, the monk of the empty mystery is not so brave enough to lead monks to go to the Runan Shrine for wrong.

Such a genius master of meditation was shot dead by the patron of the court?

Hua Wudao couldn't believe it.

After thinking about it, Xiao Jieer didn't need to lie ... it was possible to exaggerate the suspicion, or to recognize the wrong person.

It is useless to think of it now, and when the cabinet retreat is over, I will know it in person.

"Nothing ... Gong Yuandu you said just now, he is also in the sword market?" Hua Wudao said.

"Yes."

"Gong Yuan is very good?" Duanmu Sheng asked.

"It's a long story ..."

Hua Wudao recounted, "You may not believe that this Gong Yuan is a practitioner in the same period as the patron ...

"To be precise, Gong Yuan has to be about a hundred years younger. He is an authentic genius of practice ... like most practitioners, he is destined to live alone. Gong Yuandu is a native of Beidu. According to the classic records of Beidu, he started practicing at the age of five ... He entered the divine court at the age of fifteen, and succeeded at the age of twenty at the age of twenty. After that, he challenged the master for hundreds of years. No one knew how many leaves he opened until he met the master ... "

Hua Wudao said, "It's strange to say that the master seems to be a genius like Tian Ke, whoops ... I was so confused and defeated in the hands of the master."

Everyone was rolling their eyes.

Turning around and boasting about it.

The old face knew nothing about shame.

"It's just that, compared with Gong Yuandu, my junior is far away ... Gong Yuan is good at Daoyin and Zen, especially Kendo. Since Gong Yuandu lost to the cabinet master, he will challenge the cabinet master every year. , Repeated defeats, repeated defeats ... "

Xiao Jieer interjected suddenly: "He hasn't fallen into a psychological crux?"

"..."

The eyes of everyone fell on Xiao Jie's body.

Duanmusheng scratched his head and added: "Yes, I'm also curious ..."

Hua Wudao coughed, and said, "Cultivation, when it comes to the back, it is not just the will and the understanding. There is also the state of mind ... Gong Yuan is a genius in practice after all. So many masters. "

"What about later?" Xiaojie asked.

"Later ... The Lord received his apprentice, and once he stepped into the peak of spiritual practice, he was invincible. Gong Yuandu simply gave up the challenge, and his only capital was younger than the Lord. At that time, the practitioners believed that Gong Yuandu was probably like everyone , Waiting for the Lord to go old ... unfortunately, since Gong Yuandu disappeared, he never appeared again. "

Having said that.

Everyone booed.

Duanmusheng wondered: "I'm a bit impressed by what you said. When I started, I heard the master talk about it ... but with Master's temper at that time, Gong Yuan had no reason to be safe again. How did you do it?"

"I don't know then ... I also listened to someone." Hua Wudao shook his head.

Huayuexing said:

"Gong Yuan is a master of kendo. He can understand kendo if he appears in the sword market. But why is he hiding in the coffin?"

Hua Wudao shook his head again:

"Like many practitioners standing at the top, they want to seek the law of eternal life ... There are always insatiable practitioners in the world, trying to break the truth and rules of the practice world. The practice world, every millennium ... There are countless practitioners who seek eternal life ... but in the end they all fail. "

"Is the practice limit really unbreakable?" Xiaojie asked.

"of course……"

Hua Wudao took a deep breath, "This truth has been verified by countless people ... the one with the longest life is said to be 1,150 years old."

"Does this break the millennium threshold?"

"No. The limit of the millennium is just a saying ... Practitioners can increase their lifespan by improving their practice. By about 900 years, practice will decline and they will never be able to break through their lives. Ordinary people have a long life of 100 years ... Looking at the entire Great Yan, ordinary people are countless, and the centenarians are still only a small part. "Hua Wudao.

Having said that.

The crowd nodded.

Duanmu Sheng arched his hand toward Hua Wudao: "Taught ... I heard a lot from the Elder Hua and learned a lot."

These knowledge, Master never taught them.

Since entering the gate of the mountain, apart from practicing, it has been stabbed.

The same is true of little kite.

Hua Wudao sighed in his heart, and naturally understood Duan Musheng's suffering.

In fact, there are such martial arts in the right way, but no martial arts can be as outstanding as Mo Tiange.

"Gong Yuandu said he will come to Motiange in a month ... but he is here now. What a genius, I think is a villain." Xiao Jieer said.

"It shouldn't be him." Hua Wudao shook his head. "Gong Yuandu has high self-esteem and is a character with high eyes. He is a man with pride in his bone marrow. He follows the mountain and kills Mo Tiange to kill rats. Insignificant things ... he can never do it. Besides, Gong Yuan is not a good person. "

"Oh."

Xiao Jie muttered, "I just said it casually."

"..."

Hua Wudao is going to faint ...

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Duanmusheng frowned slightly:

"Gong Yuan is so powerful that he will come to Motiange in a month ... then that time ..."

"Don't worry." Hua Wudao said, "I have observed the state of the Lord of the Cabinet. Although the Lord of the Lord tried his best to suppress the breath and maintain the fluctuations in the realm of God's court, there was a spirit between his brows and Gong Yuandu. When it comes, there will be no doubt. "

"Strength?"

"A little bit of face-to-face. After all, Yunzong came from Daomen. I learned Taoism in my early years, and I knew a little bit about how to look at them." Hua Wudao said cheekily, but his heart was muttering.

"Eh? Elder Hua, then look at me ... what will happen to me in the future?" Xiao Jieer immediately jumped into the spirit and jumped in front of Hua Wudao.

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