the first god

Chapter 519 Trapped
But after thinking about it, he couldn't think of anything wrong. Maybe the old man was really in a good mood, and he let the two ants go because he thought too much.Chen Mo had already expected such a result, but when he heard the words of the purple-clothed girl, he still couldn't have no sadness or joy.Looking at Chen Mo's face at this moment, Ma Yunteng suddenly thought of Chen Mo's lost expression when he was reading "Peach Blossom Elegy" in Taoyuan.

"drink!"

Xiao Da on the stage gave a loud shout, stretched his legs, and rushed towards Ma Yunteng with one stride.

"Stonefall Palm!"

It turned out to be the Rock Falling Palm that Xiao Heng had used at that time, but compared to Xiao Heng, Xiao Da's Rock Falling Palm, on the surface, revolved around the fluctuation of vitality, and its lethality was even greater.

"Sure enough, it's not comparable to Xiao Heng's half-baked ones." Ma Yunteng thought to himself, but the speed of the Falling Stone Palm was getting faster and faster, and it was slowly approaching him, even if he used the Meteor Step, it was too late to dodge.

The scene was extremely silent for a while, and the cool breeze was blowing through the forest, making the leaves rustle, and finally caressed gently on Chen Mo's heartbroken face, as if to soothe his sorrow.

"I got it, I got it completely, Xianfan Molu, I won't have any more thoughts—by the way, Qing'er, why are you here at Feihua Pavilion?" Chen Moqiang said calmly after a long silence.

After the purple-clothed girl’s next words, Ma Yunteng learned that the purple-clothed girl’s name is Ling Qing. She came to Feihua Pavilion this time to get money. The time was spent on cultivation, and some daily chores were handed over to handymen, and those who worked for immortal cultivators had a good income, so Xingya Palace specially opened this money-making Feihua Pavilion.When Ma Yunteng stole the handkerchief, Ling Qing was waiting for Feihua Pavilion to raise money. For a while, he was fascinated by the past, but Ma Yunteng got it.

"Liu Xuequan!"

Boom!Seeing that he couldn't dodge Xiao Da's attack, he had no choice but to face it head-on. When Ma Yunteng's fist collided with Xiao Da's palm, his body shook slightly, feeling how thick Xiao Da's rock-falling palm was, and his fist , It was like being hit by a boulder that hit, and couldn't resist the huge impact at all, and was directly knocked back to the side of the stage by Xiao Da's palm.

Seeing that Ma Yunteng was defeated, Xiao Da took advantage of the situation and wanted to knock Ma Yunteng down in one go.

"Damn it." Ma Yunteng cursed in his heart, the gap between the third-level practitioners and the fifth-level practitioners is so huge.

As long as one reaches the fourth level of cultivator, one can refine the vitality into the skin and cover the whole body with vitality, so that the attack power and defense power can be improved.

"Can you see if I have spiritual roots?" Ma Yunteng learned from Ling Qing that spiritual roots are a prerequisite for cultivating immortals. People without spiritual roots cannot cultivate immortals no matter what methods they use. The chance of having a spiritual root is only one in a few thousand, but Ma Yunteng still asked Ling Ziqing out of luck.

"I've seen it before, you have no spiritual roots." Ling Ziqing replied without thinking.

For cultivating immortals, how many people do not yearn for it? As for whether he can cultivate immortals, Ma Yunteng is not very interested in it, and he can't force it.

"However, your lightness kung fu is not ordinary. It may be inherited by warriors from some sect of cultivating immortals. Of course, this is just tasteless to cultivators. No cultivator will take the time to learn the lightness kung fu of the warrior realm. After all, cultivators must be Levels can fly with the magic weapon." Ling Qing took the opportunity to express his doubts.

"Stonefall Palm!"

Seeing that Ma Yunteng was defeated, Xiao Da took advantage of the situation and wanted to knock Ma Yunteng down in one go.

This palm wind was more fierce than before. Looking at the oncoming palm wind, the corner of Ma Yunteng's mouth showed a hint of ferocity. He didn't have any dislike for Xiao Da, but he didn't want to lose this competition.

"Meteor Walk!"

This palm wind is still about half a foot away from Ma Yunteng, but it was dodged by Ma Yunteng's weird body skills.

In this way, a competition turned into a chase between two teenagers.

"Our martial arts are all taught by the master, and the master has never mentioned the names of these martial arts, as long as they are practical. I don't think there is anything special about them." Ma Yunteng replied seriously.

It could be seen that Ma Yunteng didn't know the source of his lightness kung fu, so Ling Qing had no choice but to laugh.

Just when Ma Yunteng was about to ask Ling Qing about Chen Mo and Situ Rong, Ling Qing scratched the wind-blown hair on his forehead and said, "I should go, Brother Chen, Ma Yunteng, we will meet later Bar."

After finishing speaking, he drove Hong Ling and flew towards Shenliu City without hesitation.

"There will be a future, hehe, Xianfan Molu, there will be no future." Chen Mo looked at Ling Qingfei's direction and sighed sadly.

The tree shadows are mottled, the breeze is gentle, and the sun shines through the leaves, swaying on the ground.

The villagers in the audience watched the competition between the two on the stage. Regarding Ma Yunteng's performance, many people who were not optimistic about Ma Yunteng before were full of admiration now. All the attacks defeated Ma Yunteng's figure, but it was unexpected for them to be able to fight against a fifth-level practitioner with a third-level practitioner.

"Ma Yunteng, you must not lose." Shen Yuan in the audience slowly closed her eyes and began to pray.

"This is the end of you."

Xiao Da's previous attacks frequently failed, and he was a little bit annoyed. After all, as a fifth-level practitioner, Ma Yunteng, a third-level practitioner, used his weird body skills to avoid several attacks. In the future, he will inevitably become the laughing stock of some people. This time Ma Yunteng was finally cornered, and he wanted to seize this opportunity to knock Ma Yunteng down with one blow.

"Advanced martial arts, Qingtianzhi! Ma Yunteng, you forced me to do this."

After Ling Qing left, Chen Mo sat on the ground, looking down at the shadows of trees swaying in the wind in a daze, without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.Time passed slowly like this.

"Eldest brother, you like that Situ Rong very much! Why don't you go to work as a handyman in Xingya Palace, so maybe you can be together." Ma Yunteng said breaking the silence.

But the only answer to Ma Yunteng was the rustling of leaves blown by the wind and the occasional birdsong. Chen Mo was still staring at the tree shadows on the ground in a daze. Ma Yunteng smiled helplessly and simply lay down on the ground.

"Hmph—be a handyman! So what if we can meet each other, she is devoted to cultivating immortals, how could she waste her time on me as a handyman, when I am getting old and gray-haired, she may not even look at me , Situ Rong, what kind of goddamn gods do you want to be, I, Chen Mo, have been short of you, so I haven’t lived in style these past few years, so what about mortals, I will live a hundred times more wonderful life in the future.” Chen Mo replied with a soft snort, as if I only heard what Ma Yunteng said now, but he seemed to be talking to himself.

"What, it turned out to be advanced martial arts! This Xiao Da actually knows advanced martial arts."

"Ma Yunteng is in a terrible situation. It seems that the victory has already been divided."

"Yes, but this is the most exciting match of the day. It's not easy for a third-level practitioner to be able to delay until this time. With time, Ma Yunteng will definitely be able to surpass Xiao Da."

The audience in the audience saw Xiao Da's high-level martial arts, and they all said one after another.

"Advanced martial arts, Sky Finger!"

Xiao Da concentrated the vitality that was already gathered in the palm of his hand on the index finger and middle finger, and the vitality appeared on the fingertips in the shape of a sharp weapon, stabbing at Ma Yunteng like the speed of light.

Chen Mo was refreshed, stood up and patted the leaves and dust sticking to his body, stretched his waist, let out a long breath, swept away the dullness before, as if he wanted to start a new life, looked at the sun above the leaves, He exclaimed, "What a wonderful world! Brother, let's go."

Ma Yunteng looked around, knowing that there was no way to retreat, he calmly observed Xiao Da's attack direction, and it turned out to be stabbing towards his chest.

"You actually want to kill me, don't blame me for being cruel."

The mighty offensive came towards Ma Yunteng, and he had a sneer on his face, and said something calmly to Xiao Da.

Huangtu Village is surrounded by mountains. At noon, Ma Yunteng had just finished cooking and came out of the house. As usual, he went to the field full of joy to call his parents back for dinner. At this time, a black cloud suddenly floated over the mountain. The speed was very fast, covering the sky and the sun, and covering Huangtu Village in a shadow.

"Boom——" the black clouds were mixed with lightning and thunder, and strands of lightning slammed on the rocks randomly, as if uncontrollable, and then the wind blew up, as if the lightning was also blown to one side and lost its aim. The broken rocks rolled towards the Huangtu Village at the foot of the mountain, the trees were uprooted, and the houses in the village fell down one by one.

The villagers ran with their heads in their hands in a panic, screams and cries filled the village that was peaceful and peaceful at this moment, and it was like a hell on earth at this moment. Standing there blankly.

As if thinking that his parents were still working in the field, Ma Yunteng suddenly ran towards the entrance of the village like crazy, yelling at his parents hysterically——perhaps because he exhausted all of his strength suddenly, Ma Yunteng didn’t take a few steps. fainted.
"You lost this competition. Although the advanced martial arts are powerful, you want to use them before you have mastered them."

When a powerful finger was about to hit Ma Yunteng, Ma Yunteng took a step to the left with his body, but his shoulder was still scratched by Xiao Da's attack. In an instant, the blood stained his clothes red and seeped out , but Ma Yunteng's gaze ignored him at all, the veins in his left arm surged, he clenched his fist, and immediately hit Xiao Da's arm.

"Flowing Snow Fist"

How many times I woke up from my dream, how many nights I should have slept peacefully, I couldn't sleep all night.The age that should have been a happy life, having loving parents and a happy family, all of these were ruthlessly taken away by that indiscriminate disaster.

"Ah no. No. Father—mother—" Ma Yunteng woke up again from the dream, ignoring the pain from the injury on his body, and looked around. This is a spacious room, and he is lying on a bed. Comfortable bed.

"Junior brother, you... you woke up, you finally woke up!" Seeing Ma Yunteng waking up, Chen Mo, who was sitting by the bed, suddenly started up, holding Ma Yunteng's hand, he was so excited that he couldn't help himself, his face was haggard, obviously extremely worried .

"Brother, I made you worry." Feeling Chen Mo's concern, Ma Yunteng felt warm in his heart.

Boom!When Ma Yunteng's fist hit Xiao Da's arm heavily, Xiao Da's attack completely collapsed. He stepped back and managed to stabilize his body. He looked at Ma Yunteng fiercely.

"You dare to hurt me, I will fight with you."

Hearing Xiao Da's words, Ma Yunteng was a little funny and said: "Although your attack just now was very strong, it seemed disorganized. I just destroyed your offensive from the outside, and your arm was also injured by my own vitality. It seems I won this competition."

Because Ma Yunteng was seriously injured and unable to walk, Chen Mo got a carriage. He was afraid that Ma Yunteng's injury would not be able to withstand the bumps, so he didn't walk very fast. After traveling day and night, he finally returned to Qingxi Town after thirteen days.Somehow seeing this small and not prosperous Qingxi Town again, Ma Yunteng felt very cordial, like a wanderer returning to his hometown after a long time no return.

Chen Mo jumped out of the carriage, carefully carried Ma Yunteng on his back and headed for the hermitage on the mountain.

"It's finally here. Is it on that mountain? I'm really looking forward to it. I don't know if you will be surprised to see me, Junior Brother!" An old man was sitting in a restaurant in Qingxi Town, his eyes full of murderous intentions, and he threw a corner of a table. Crushed to pieces, this old man is Heng Wu who followed Ma Yunteng and Chen Mo for many days.

"Damn it, I haven't lost yet." Xiao Da yelled loudly, protecting his arm with his left hand.

"If you refuse to accept, come back and fight again, and accompany you at any time."

Hu Xuan was worried that there would be another accident, so he jumped onto the competition stage and said loudly: "Okay, as the invigilator, I announce that the winner is Ma Yunteng. The winner represents the passing of this selection. Go back tonight to prepare Just a moment, enlighten Wan Lingcheng."

He just practiced quietly in the blood bamboo forest like this, and wanted to break through to the body training stage, and then in the blood bamboo forest, the stronger his strength, the greater his chance of survival.

Another four months passed, and Ma Yunteng, who was sitting cross-legged, gradually opened his eyes and felt his own stronger power. He breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his tense nerves. He finally broke through to the state of body training. It took four months.

And at the moment when he broke through to the body-forging state, Ma Yunteng's body was also filled with a trace of black smoke, which should be the so-called evil spirit. It is said that the evil spirit can affect the opponent's mind, but now this No matter how strong the evil spirit is, it cannot go anywhere. The range is too small, but if people see this evil spirit, it will inevitably lead to speculation and become an excuse for others to kill themselves. No wonder there is a special method of concealing evil spirits. It seems that I have to learn now.

A few days later, outside the bloody bamboo forest, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with ragged clothes, clean face and disheveled hair was walking towards the depths of the woods with his back to the bamboo forest. Step by step, with a high degree of concentration, with spiritual awareness outside, carefully feel the changes around, for fear that if you are not careful, you will fall into a dangerous situation.

But after walking for a long time, except for seeing some hares and wild boars and hearing birdsong in the forest, nothing dangerous happened. However, it is very exhausting for the present Ma Yunteng to maintain a state of concentration and spiritual awareness. In this way, he gradually put away his spiritual consciousness and transported the Demon Devourer, and now the Demon Devourer can slightly absorb the surrounding demon energy and turn it into his own use.

(End of this chapter)