I am Huanglong, the favorite of the Honghuang group

Chapter 235 Tell Xing Tian Perfect
"I can't live anymore. I have suffered such a serious injury and I still have to be beaten. Is there any reason for this?"

Xing Tian lay on the bed with his butt swollen and wailed.

"Why are you crying? Your parents and godmother are all living well." Huang Long patted Xing Tian's butt again.

The pain was so painful that Xing Tian yelled: "Godfather, hit me lightly, beat me to death, and you will no longer be a son and apprentice."

"Then change it to another one. There are too many people who are willing to be my son and apprentice these days." Huang Long said.

Xing Tian suddenly became even more sad, feeling that it was too difficult to be a human being.

Huang Long didn't pay attention to him any more, while thinking about the important matters of his own juniors' cultivation, while thinking about how to train Xing Tian.

Yuqing's Taoism is the foundation, and the rest of the Kaitian essence has also been taught.

Eighty-nine Mysterious Arts?

Yuqing doesn't seem to have this kind of profound art yet.

Moreover, this kind of profound art, which focuses on the primordial spirit, the immortality of the primordial spirit, the body can be reborn infinitely, is actually not very suitable for Xingtian.

It's just that the physical body shown by this Xuan Gong is stronger than physical cultivation, and it is the future Dharma-protecting magic skill of his lineage of Yuxu.

If you are free, you can ask Master and let Master develop it.

the remaining……

It seems that there is nothing left.

God of War, just go out and fight.

The head fell off, and the beating continued.

Thinking about it, Huang Long felt relieved, and began to concentrate on tailoring training plans for his juniors and juniors.

If so, in the blink of an eye, it is a few days.

Huanglong has a preliminary idea, so he can make a good operation.

Then, looking at the butt next to him that healed, but the injury was not healed, and Xing Tian wanted to die, he couldn't help but said: "Calm down. The strong will only challenge the stronger, and will not swing the butcher's knife at the weak. Chen Both Gou and Hua Hai were completely killed by me, if you go to take revenge now, you will have no head and no debtor, if you really want to take revenge, then practice hard, wait until you become a quasi-sage, and go to Gonggong."

"Huh? Gong Gong?"

Xing Tian, ​​who was originally full of dissatisfaction, was shocked when he heard Huang Long's words.

Although this happened, he was very dissatisfied with Gong Gong.

But that is also Gonggong, which exists at the same level as Jumang.

The twelve masters above the entire Demon God Clan.

Xing Tian was unhappy, but he never thought that he could win, he only wanted to find a backer.

"Why are you surprised? The seniors opened the way for the younger generations, and the younger generations will surpass the seniors one after another. Always under the brilliance of the seniors, how will it develop? He Gonggong is at most a water god, and Ni Xingtian is the god of war. God, if you don't even have this courage, how can you be my disciple?" Huang Long said.

Hearing Huang Long's encouragement, Xing Tian was a little excited. He didn't expect that he had such a high opinion in his godfather's heart. Godfather still loves me, but it seems that you can't beat Gonggong as godfather.

Could it be the godfather, you think you can't beat it, so fool me.

Seeing Xing Tian's timid look, Huang Long couldn't help but shook his head, and decided to give this guy some stimulation. The first path of the God of War is to be fearless.

No matter how strong the opponent is, even if he is really not the opponent, there is no fear in his heart.

A person with a fearful heart cannot become a God of War.

"Come on, godfather will tell you a story. Don't think it's a pitiful thing to almost have your heart gouged out. There is a person who is much more pitiful than you. His bones were gouged out since he was a child. When he grew up, all kinds of relatives and friends died tragically. "Huang Long spoke slowly, and told Xing Tian a wonderful story in a deep tone.

a perfect world.

Just right, someone's bones were dug out, and your heart was dug out.

Xing Tian became interested after listening to the first story, but he found all the stories Huang Long told very interesting.

And as the story deepened, I was completely attracted into it, and I was so happy that I was dancing and dancing.

"When a man walks around, wherever he is not home, where he dies and where he is buried, the world is like a green mountain."

"Who is calling invincible, the one who dares to speak out?"

"The me in this world is doomed to be invincible, this is my belief! The me in the future will become a variable. I am the only one in all ages, and I will never die!"

……

These words don't make much sense among some mature or pure monks.

But in the ears of Xing Tian, ​​who is still a child in the Wu clan, although he is more than 1 years old, his blood surged like a thunderstorm.

At this time, even if Zhu Rong came, he would dare to go up and fight.

As for doing too much, that's another matter.

To put it simply, it is two words - top.

And it's not just an ordinary top.

I am invincible.

Destined to be invincible.

All those who are stronger than me will eventually be defeated by me.

Arbitrary forever?

Isn't this tailor-made for me?
The fighting spirit in Xing Tian's eyes became more and more intense.

Looking at Xing Tian's appearance, Huang Long nodded in satisfaction.

well.

There is a breath of fearlessness.

In this way, it can also be released.

Challenge the whole prehistoric.

Wait a few hundred thousand years before returning with Cangjie.

One literate and one martial arts.

Two big Luo.

Master should be able to explain the past.

Waiting for them to prove Da Luo, the master should be able to laugh like crazy.

However, speaking of it, the disciples of the three generations are outstanding, and this is the characteristic of our teaching.

During the Battle of the Conferred Gods, the second-generation disciples were the highlight of the interception. Although many second-generation disciples were single-killed by Chanjiao, Zhao Gongming and Yun Xiao were too amazing.

And the surprise of explaining education is a group of three generations of disciples who don't talk about martial arts at all.

A group of guys who have only practiced for 20 years, met the opposite uncle who didn't know how much they practiced, and they threw a bunch of innate spiritual treasures to beat them up.

It is fair to bully the few with the more.

And they can win, like Lu Yue and Zhao Gongming suffered a loss at the beginning.

Especially a guy who likes to let dogs go, bit Zhao Gongming and Bi Xiao successively.

Huang Long felt that he should promote this point in the future.

Everyone fights, what face is needed.

It is said that the big bullies the small, and the more bullies the few.

But in fact, these two points almost never exist at the same time. It is the disciples of the third generation who bully the few with the more, but they are all disciples of the second generation.

And the Twelve Golden Immortals really like the tradition of facade kung fu.

In a one-on-one fight with Zhao Gongming, if the twelve fight together and lose the magic weapon, Zhao Gongming will also have to be afraid.

But they didn't agree, so they asked the gourd baby to give him the wheel of the grandfather, and Zhao Gongming took one by one.

On the contrary, Cihang, Manjusri and Puxian learned their wisdom. When they were in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, they teamed up to besiege Jinling, and then lit a lamp to attack.

That was also the only time the Twelve Golden Immortals bullied the few with more.

Speaking of which, the three of Cihang and the grandson of Fear who have been kicked out, although their character is not very good, they have a way of doing things.

If Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi learned the style of fearing to keep their grandson, they would not lose face.

But speaking of it, none of my group of juniors, except for Yun Xiao, seems to have much hope of breaking through to the quasi-sage.

Forget it, give up.

Or train your apprentices well.

Thinking of this, Huang Long completely relaxed, then took out the white jade bi, and started chatting.

(End of this chapter)