Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

After eating, Wei Canglan asked his disciples to take a vacation, those who wanted to go out to play, and those who wanted to rest in the yard, could rest.

Anyway, he just came back today, and he doesn't want to teach everyone how to practice, he just wants to catch fish at home.

After a great battle, Chen Yu established a relationship with Wei Canglan again. After a day of tossing around in Black Wind City, she might be a little tired, so she took a rest at her residence after eating.

But Tang Canxi and Mei Hua stayed behind, chattering around Wei Canglan non-stop, insisting on asking him to talk about his experience of going out this time.

Wei Canglan couldn't hold back the two girls, so he vividly described how the people escaped from the enemy and how they fought against them.

Mei Hua didn't understand very well, but she could also feel that this trip must be extremely dangerous. If it wasn't for the master's supernatural powers to turn the danger into a breeze, the whole group might suffer.

Tang Canxi's eyes were bright, and when she heard that the Masi barbarians dared to invade Dayu, her blood boiled with enthusiasm, and she wished to go to battle to kill the enemy immediately.

So when Xiaomeihua got a little sleepy, when she went back, she pulled Wei Canglan, shook his arm constantly, and said coquettishly:

"Master, the next time something like this happens, can you bring Canxi with you?"

I haven't seen her for a few days, but Tang Canxi is acting like a baby.

I remember that she was a typical straight person, how could she be like this?

Wei Canglan enjoyed the beauty's coquettish speech, smiled and nodded silently.

Hey, Canxi, why are you becoming more and more beautiful?
Could it be that...Missing is a teacher, and something will happen to me?
Too many hormones?
However, the two chatted for a while, and Tang Canxi went to change clothes and practice martial arts.

Wei Canglan had nothing to do, so he leaned back on the rocking chair, swayed, and slowly closed his eyes.

Today, he stole half a day of leisure.

He didn't get up to make dinner either, and the girls were still busy.

It wasn't until nightfall that he slowly got up from the rattan chair, stretched his waist, then cleaned up briefly, got up and walked down the mountain.

Calling Wei Xiaohua, one person and one wolf walked a little farther, and then he transformed Xiaohua, rode on it and flew towards the Lingxian Mountain Range.

When resting today, he didn't really sleep to death.

The battle in Black Wind City and the fight on the grassland made him fully aware of his lack of strength.

Before, I just wanted to hang on, not to cause trouble, and to hide as much as I could, but I couldn't hide from the hardest steel.

But this time the battle made him completely understand.

Many things cannot be avoided.

When it comes time to face, he must have enough cards.

Now, the two vajra statues and the Jiwu Bahuangquan are all trump cards.

But he couldn't use it skillfully.

First of all, he didn't know what to use for so many arms and so many magic tools.

Secondly, after summoning the Dharma Image of the King of Drinking Fire, he only let it show its upper body in the air, and could not let it land on the ground.

In the end, Ji Wu Ba Huang Fist, the most heaven-defying hole card, can basically break any opponent with a single punch, but the most fatal flaw is that he cannot completely control this set of punches.

Every time he uses it, his aura will be exhausted and his body will fall into a state of extreme fatigue, unable to avoid lethargy.

This is a big problem.

If he encounters an enemy again later, and instead of knocking him down with one punch, he falls to the ground first, what will happen to the people around him?

He didn't want to see any accidents happen to his disciples without him.

As a master, you must maintain a good image.

Now it is no longer relying on him to fool you, you can cheat the world, you must have a certain strength to support it!

So, after nightfall, Wei Canglan and Xiaohua came to Lingxian Mountain Range, the junction of the outer and deep layers. The terrain here is wide and there are fewer monsters.

After landing, Wei Canglan patted Xiaohua's wolf head, and said earnestly:
"Xiao Hua, I treat you well."

"If I faint later, you have to protect me well."

"Ow~"

Xiaohua nodded obediently, and pushed it aside.

Seeing this, Wei Canglan stopped talking, slowly closed his eyes, and felt the movement of spiritual energy in his body.

Tonight, he was going to challenge his limits.

That is to perform Jiwu Bahuang Fist once, control the aura well, so that it will not be exhausted, and at the same time ensure that you will not fall into a coma.

"call!"

Taking a deep breath, Wei Canglan suddenly opened his eyes, took a step forward with his left foot, opened his lunge, clenched his right fist, and drew it to his waist.

His gaze was sharp and sharp, as if a steel knife that could pierce everything, looking straight ahead.

The surrounding air became hot and seemed to be shaking, and the scenery seemed to be distorted.

Wei Canglan's breathing became heavy.

At this moment, he is trying his best to control the speed of the spiritual energy.

Every time before when he used Jiwu Bahuang Fist, the domineering boxing method always emptied the spiritual energy in Wei Canglan's body.

Therefore, this time, he has to learn to control the loss of spiritual energy by himself, so that boxing requires less spiritual energy.

After a few more deep breaths, when Wei Canglan felt that he was about to lose control, he threw his fist forward.

boom--

Violent noises and tremors erupted in the deep forest and the ground.

A spiritual pressure started from Wei Canglan and rushed forward, as if thousands of troops were charging to fight, unstoppable.

Wherever the spiritual pressure passed, it was destroyed, not a single blade of grass grew, and the trees and weeds were wrapped in volume and swarmed forward.

Even the hills blocking the front were instantly razed to the ground after encountering the spiritual pressure.

Within a hundred miles, there is no survivor.

Wei Canglan looked at the tyranny of this boxing as an example, and pulled a wry smile from the corner of his mouth.

Really one punch man.

Nothing can't be solved with one punch, and if there is anything, it can be solved with two punches.

But what the hell is this old man now... There is no chance to make a second punch...

Thinking of this, Wei Canglan's figure began to shake, and he found that his eyes were gradually blurred and his sky was spinning.

"Grass, is it still okay?"

After spitting, Wei Canglan fell backwards.

Fortunately, Wei Xiaohua, who was hiding and observing in secret, had sharp eyes and quick hands, rushed up, put herself under Wei Canglan, and let him fall into the fur.

The corner of Wei Canglan's mouth curled into a wry smile:
"Xiao Hua, you are still caring."

Immediately afterwards, before he fell into a coma, he said with his last consciousness:

"Don't go back yet, stay nearby... find a safe place... wait for me to wake up..."

"I have a hunch that it won't be too long this time..."

After the words fell, he fell into a deep sleep.

The clear brilliance of the silver plate is sprinkled, sometimes mottled by rustling trees, and sometimes covered by dark clouds.

People who didn't know the mess left by the spiritual pressure in front of it thought it was a huge group of monsters migrating across the border.

Wei Xiaohua carried Wei Canglan on her back and found a clean and safe place. Looking at the traces left by the spiritual pressure with her pair of dark green eyes, she was too scared to speak out, and thought to herself:
"Master is too strong... what kind of boxing technique is this?"

"This level of strength is already at the level of a land fairy?"