Master of the Worlds

Chapter 338 You will be called Bajie from now on

One moment they had a happy conversation, and the next moment they suddenly turned their faces.

This is the first time Tyrant Bear has seen such a situation in his 860 billion years of practice.

Therefore, the brain circuit was unable to quickly analyze the situation in front of him, causing Tyrant Xiong to fall into a short period of sluggishness.

"What? Do you know that you threw my flag like this, which made me very embarrassed?

And for losing my face, do you think you don't need to pay the price? "

Tyrant Bear King: "." So, what the hell is this sudden change of painting style?
"what do you want?"

Although he couldn't see through the realm of the man in front of him, but from the level of the faint threat, Mr. Tyrant Xiong could feel that the opponent didn't talk about the realm, but his combat power was at least the same level as his own, and he was at the peak of the Venerable Realm.

If he really wanted to do something, since this was the opponent's territory, he really didn't have much chance of winning.

"Well, that's a question worth thinking about."

Looking at Mr. Tyrant Xiong's face, Mufeng rested his chin with one hand.

"How about! As compensation, you let me put another ring scar on your head, how about it?"

Looking at Mr. Tyrant Xiong's bald head with emotion, Mufeng's eyes shone a little.

Speaking of which, ever since he saw the other person's bald head and the seven ring scars on his head, his soul pursuing perfection has become somewhat uncontrollable.

Eight ring scars are the most perfect, aren't they?
"Ah?"

Seeing the rhythm of the fight, but suddenly leading to such an answer, Lord Tyrant Xiong felt that his brain was not enough for a while.

While feeling that his brain couldn't keep up with the opponent's circuit, Mr. Tyrant Xiong was a little more afraid of Mu Feng.

A powerful person is not scary, but a person whose brain circuit is obviously different from others and who seems to be very powerful is more scary.

Because of such a person, you don't know if he who was chatting and laughing with you just a moment ago will suddenly draw a knife at you a few times in the next moment.

"Ah what! You said that you are a [-]-foot man, and you have nothing to learn from the Two-dimensional style!
Let me put another ring scar on your head, and the account between the two of us will be cancelled. Are you going to do this business or not? "

Looking at Lord Tyrant Xiong, Mu Feng has the attitude that if you dare to say "no", I will beat you up.

Tyrant Bear: ".Do it!"

After weighing it for a long time, he also felt that the seven ring scars were not perfect, and he didn't want to fight for no reason. He gritted his teeth and accepted Mufeng's conditions.

"Okay, deal!"

A smile appeared on his face, Mufeng opened his hands, and a razor and incense appeared on the left and right hands respectively.

You have to ask where this thing came from, and why he still carries it with him.

Amitabha, don't forget, the former Teacher Mu, turned into a great virtuous monk, went to Xitian Daleiyin Temple to obtain the scriptures.

"This is a razor that has plucked monkey hair, shaved pig hair, and scaled salted fish. Now, I will use it to cleanse you. Ah, no, it's shaving!"

After saying a word, Mr. Tyrant Xiong only felt his crotch was chilly, and suddenly he had some doubts. Is it right or wrong to agree to this condition?
Wouldn't it be a better choice to fight this seemingly unreliable young man who claims to be a professional?

While Mr. Tyrant Xiong was thinking about it, Mu Feng used his magic to make himself a little taller than Mr. Tyrant Xiong. The razor in his hand had already scraped Mr. Tyrant's big bald head.

Going through the motions, after shaving his big bald head with a razor, Mufeng held the special precept incense ignited by divine fire in his other hand, with a ferocious smile on his face. Ah, no, it was a kind smile.

Like the Buddha holding a flower and smiling, like Jialan seeing all living beings enter the Buddha's kingdom, Mufeng with a faint smile, pressed the ring incense in his hand on Tyrant Xiongjun's head, the one who should have been slapped to death by a certain person The Buddha clicked on the position of the eighth ring scar.

then
"Ow!"

A howling of pain, like the roar of a wild beast, came out of Tyrant Bear Lord in the form of a voice that was changed so that it did not resemble a human voice.

The next moment, Mufeng raised his hand, and a circular ring scar appeared on Typhoon Lord's forehead.

Well, it can be seen that this Ring Scar Mufeng ordered it very carefully.

At least, this ring scar looks a bit rounder.

"Perfect!"

Regardless of Tyrant Bear's painful wailing, Mufeng showed a satisfied smile.

"What did you use to give me the ring scar!"

Resisting the urge to slap the young man with a satisfied smile to death, Lord Tyrant Xiong shouted in a low voice suppressing his rage.

"Spot ring scars? Don't worry, I'm very professional, and I use special incense!"

Listening to Mr. Tyrant Xiong questioning his professionalism, Mu Feng raised the burning incense that had not been put away in his hand.

"I'm asking, what kind of incense do you use!"

With Lord Tyrant Xiong's eyesight, he can naturally see that there is nothing wrong with the incense, but the fire can burn him so painfully that he is definitely not an ordinary fire.

"Oh, you said the fire for burning incense!"

Hearing this, Mu Feng suddenly realized, "At your level, ordinary fire can't ignite the ring scar on your head, so to save trouble and reduce some of your pain, I used Sheng Yan.

After all, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, isn't it? "

Mu Feng looked innocent, and when he said this, his face was full of matter-of-factness.

Mr. Tyrant Xiong: "." Long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain. How could ordinary flames bring him pain?
Just, Sheng Yan?
Why does it sound familiar?
"you you."

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and as if he thought of something, Mr. Bao Xiong pointed at Mu Feng and shouted several words "you" one after another, but failed to say a complete sentence.

"Oh? Isn't it just a ring scar for you? We agreed in advance. As for such a big reaction, it's not easy to say excited words."

Curling his lips, Mufeng complained in a low voice.

"You, Sheng Yan, are you from the holy world? Are you from the holy world?"

As a creature born in the 490 billion years of the old sacred calendar, he had only heard of this place in the holy world occasionally in legends.

He doesn't even know any other information about the holy world except for a name and the status represented by the holy world.

Fortunately, he had heard of Sheng Yan, which is a unique product of the holy world.

Mufeng: "What?"

"You don't have to pretend, Sheng Yan has already exposed your identity, you must be from the holy world, right?"

Seeing Mu Feng pretending to be innocent, Mr. Tyrant Xiong looked determined.

Mufeng: "." What is he pretending? He wants to go to the holy world. Hasn't the door of the holy world been reopened yet?
Speaking of which, if you bastards hadn't come to make trouble, he might have opened the door of the holy world by now.

"I don't know what you're talking about, I'm from Earth!
In addition, if you want to go to the holy world, yes, I will take you there, how about it? "

The previous words were automatically ignored by Tyrant Lord. After Mu Feng finished speaking, Tyrant Bear’s mind was filled with the words behind Mu Feng’s words, “I’ll take you there.”

The holy world, among the heavens and worlds, some of the top existences have heard of this place.

Legend has it that the Holy World connects all heavens and all realms, and is the only world where giants can become enlightened.

However, the legend of the holy world has existed in the heavens and worlds for countless years, but no one has ever successfully set foot in the holy world.

Naturally, no one has ever seen a creature coming out of the holy world.

Therefore, for thousands of billions of years, the holy world has been just a legend.

Of course, only a small number of giants know exactly that the holy world exists.

And some of them know that due to some irresistible reasons, the gate to the Holy World has been sealed, waiting to be reopened.

But Mr. Tyrant Bear doesn’t know this!

After seeing Sheng Yan, a special product of the holy world, he has 100% believed that there is a relationship between Mufeng and the holy world.

Now hearing that Mufeng can take him to the holy world, the ultimate place that countless giants pursue, Mr. Tyrant Xiong only felt a big pie falling from the sky, hitting his head straight.

While being pleasantly surprised, he also felt dizzy from being hit by this pie, which felt a little unreal.

"Hey, big guy? Are you going or not? Give me a quick word!"

Seeing Lord Tyrant Xiong in a daze, Mu Feng asked again.

"go with!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Mr. Tyrant Xiong nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Well, how do you pay for the ticket if you go?"

Showing a profiteer's smile, Mufeng looked at Lord Tyrant Xiong without blinking.

"ticket?"

Lord Violent Bear was stunned.

"That's right, taking you to the Holy Realm, I can't take you there for nothing, after all, I have to work hard too!"

Mufeng is a matter of course.

Hearing this, Mr. Tyrant Xiong thought for a while, thinking that this was indeed the case.

The holy world, the kind of place that exists in the legend, even if it is a creature from the holy world, it should not be an easy task to bring the outside world into it.

Therefore, it is reasonable for the other party to take him into the holy world and charge some price accordingly.

"So, what do I need to pay?"

Determined in his heart that Mufeng's request was reasonable, Mr. Tyrant Xiong asked as if he was at his mercy.

"Um"

Seeing the fish take the bait, Boss Mu, who has already done a lot of business, held his chin, showing a look of pretending to ponder.

"It took me a lot of effort to take you to the Holy Realm, so naturally I couldn't take you in for nothing.

How about this, I will take you to the holy world, and you will hang out with me in the future, how about it? "

Based on the principle of fair and voluntary transactions, Mufeng put forward his own conditions for Mr. Tyrant Xiong.

Hearing this, Mr. Tyrant Xiong showed a look of embarrassment on his face.

"What? I paid such a high price to bring you into the holy world, and you don't even agree to this request?
I just want you to hang out with me, not to sell yourself to me! "

Seeing the troubled look on Mr. Bao Xiong's face, Mu Feng's tone was filled with displeasure.

"Ah" heard the displeasure in Mufeng's tone, and Mr. Tyrant Xiong panicked.

"No, the main thing is, I already have a boss, and I'm messing with you, what should I do with my boss?"

After hearing Mr. Tyrant Xiong's answer, Mufeng's eyes lit up a little more.

"Your boss? Are you better than you? Just as easy to fool as you, no, I mean, is your boss as honest as you?"

"My boss is stronger than me. As for Shicheng, that's for sure. Otherwise, how could he be my boss!"

After getting the affirmative answer from Lord Tyrant Xiong, Mu Feng's eyes became even brighter.

Big deal, this is a big deal!

Buy one get one free!

"Well, do you want to enter the Holy Realm, Boss? If you want to, pack it up and take it away!

That way, your boss will still be your boss, and you two will follow me from now on! "

Hearing Mufeng's solution, Mr. Typhoon Xiong was overjoyed.

My heart is worthy of being a person from the Holy Realm, and my brain is very agile. This method is simply perfect!

"It's done, it's decided!"

With a slap on the thigh with his right hand, Mr. Tyrant Xiong immediately sold himself and his boss to Mufeng.

"okay!"

Seeing Lord Tyrant Xiong nod his head, Mufeng knew that the deal was done.

Eyeballs turned slightly, looking at the eight ring scars on the head of Mr. Bao Xiong, Mu Feng couldn't help showing a smile again on his face.

"Big guy, you see you've been messing with me, I'll give you a code name, is there anything wrong?"

"En!" Lord Tyrant Xiong nodded.

"it is good!"

Mu Feng clapped his hands, "Look at the eight ring scars on your head, what a perfect pattern, why don't I give you a code name based on this.

You will be called Bajie from now on! "

(End of this chapter)