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Chapter 277 Eight Masters!

“Look at him, he has a knife on his back! At first glance, he is a genius who learns the knife!”

“No, no, I see that his hands are very smart, and they are good at poisoning!”

“Amitābha! This young benefactor is related to my Buddhism!”

“Old bald donkey, don’t talk about this with my old mother. How can you tell that this kid has a buddhism relationship with you?”

“After you shave your head, there will be fate!”

“Ababa!”

“……”

Sounds came from Han Feng’s ears, which seemed to be very close, but also very far away.

He only felt weak in his limbs, like a paper man, without the slightest weight, he was a strange one.

In the dream, there is a bronze ear painter who uses mountains and forests as a picture scroll, a bronze doctor who uses a poisonous dragon as medicine, and a big Buddha with a thunder light in his hand, like a heavenly dragon…

That dream is extremely colorful, full of mystery of martial arts.

Eventually wake up!

“Huh!”

Han Feng let out a soft groan, the eyes that were originally closed, the eyelids trembled, and the slender eyelashes trembled, then slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was an extremely dark sky.

“Where is this?”

Han Feng’s heart was startled, he immediately got up, and suddenly felt that the powerful force returned to his body, no longer felt like a paper man before.

Looking up and looking around, I found myself sitting on a stone table under a huge ancient tree, and beside him, there were nine stone benches placed around the table. There were eight elderly people with different expressions and expressions. Eight of them were sitting on the stone table. On a stone bench.

These old people have all appeared in his’dreams’, and each of them has incomparably amazing means, and they are as wonderful as a fairy.

“Little Wawa, you are awake! Tell me, who do you want to recognize as a teacher?”

At this moment, the old beggar and old man broom sitting next to Han Feng took the lead and said, “Aren’t we the two?”

“Old beggar! Don’t play the emotional card! Isn’t it just that we have known each other for a while longer than us?”

“Dare to talk nonsense, I will smash your yellow teeth!”

“Old Poison can say that this guy has an extremely special physique, enough to be a disciple of any one of us!”

“……”

Seeing that the old beggar was close to Han Feng, the other six were not idle, and snorted coldly.

“Hehehe!”

Seeing everyone’s angry appearance, the old beggar felt wronged, he laughed suddenly, he didn’t dare to provoke the anger, he had to return to his seat obediently, only the pair of dark eyes, staring at Han Feng, kept blinking to suggest .

But obviously, these old people have reached a consensus, and this young man will choose one person as his Master.

“this……..”

Upon hearing the sound, Han Feng was silent for a moment. He understood that each of these people in front of him was an extremely powerful existence.

If it is released to the outside world, it is enough to become the ancestor of tens of thousands of people!

“Wait! There is one more person!”

Suddenly, the old monk on the side stood up, glanced at the empty stone bench on the side, and said.

“This old bald man, think of that person?”

“That man is just a statue!”

“Even if it is not a statue, if it is impossible to accept an apprentice, no one in this world is qualified to be his apprentice!”

“…”

Hearing what the old monk said, the rest of the old men were shocked and looked at each other, but the old monk ignored the others and turned to a secluded thatched cottage.

After a while, I saw the old monk sitting with a Lotus Position on his back, and the motionless old man with white eyebrows came out.

“Humhhhhhhh!”

Seeing the old monk walking step by step, the Buddha’s light fluctuated all over his body, and the blue veins in his one arm were violent. It seemed that the person on his back was not an old man, but the sky…the earth!

It’s the whole world!

The rest of the old people, seeing the person behind the old monk, were silent for a moment, with a look of respect on their faces.

“call!”

I saw the old monk take a deep breath and gently placed the old man on the stone bench. The strange thing was that the stone bench didn’t tremble at all, as if it was just a feather!

“If he is willing to accept this kid as a disciple, will you still fight?”

The old monk also took a seat, looked back at a few people, and slowly began to say.

Surprisingly, these old people who were still fighting for life and death for Han Feng’s sake were all silent at the same time.

This made Han Feng understand that this old man like a statue is probably the strongest among them!

“Little Wawa, you go to him and kneel down, apprentice!”

Even the old beggar, with respect in his eyes, took the initiative to remind Han Feng to bow forward.

“good!”

Upon hearing the sound, Han Feng nodded immediately, jumped off the stone table, and came to this old man who looked like a statue, and then he was about to kneel.

“Boom!”

But at that moment, a deafening thunder and thunder came from Han Feng’s ears. The space around him was distorted to the naked eye. A boundless force bound his body and movements, making him unable to move and tolerate. No movement is allowed.

Kneel…not down!

“call!”

Immediately afterwards, a strong wind blew, blowing sand and rocks on the ground, which also directly turned into a force, shaking Han Feng back three steps.

“No!” Han Feng was a little surprised, and he was even more curious about this mysterious old man.

“Sure enough! He is still not qualified.”

Several people were not surprised, but at the same time they breathed a sigh of relief.

“I have a question, I don’t know seniors, can you help me out?”

Han Feng knew the power of these people, so naturally he didn’t want to let go of this opportunity, so he asked, “If you worship you as a teacher, you will accept your tradition? Then I will be in the future…”

“Boy! Daoism is a fallen one, who is unwilling to be annihilated in the world by own means, and what is left, although it can be passed on by the owner’s way, but also ruined the way of the inheritor, but apprenticeship is different. You will still be able to walk out of independence in the future. It belongs to the own way! The Master leads the door, and the practice is personal!”

Hearing the sound, the old beggar said, and several people nodded in agreement.

“You seniors don’t know, I have a three-year life-and-death duel with the ninth son of Wufu. May I accept your inheritance, three years later, can I defeat the ninth son of the power realm?”

As Han Feng spoke, he glanced back at the old beggar as he spoke.

But seeing the old beggar’s brows suddenly frowned, and the ninth son was Hua Xuanji, he naturally knew and understood that the man was extremely talented, and their master was also a very powerful person.

After pondering, the old beggar shook his head and said: “Three years is too short, you are not in the realm of martial arts, if it is ten years, I can guarantee that the old beggar will be enough to compete with him, and it will be easy to kill him in a hundred years. ”

Upon seeing this, Han Feng turned his gaze to other people, but saw several old people shook his head.

Unexpectedly, Han Feng didn’t get discouraged when he saw this scene. Instead, he smiled and said: “Then if you worship eight of you as teachers at the same time and learn your skills, can you defeat him in three years?”

As soon as the voice fell, the expressions of the old people changed slightly, and they looked at Han Feng somewhat unexpectedly.

“Learn a knife, chop him off!”

“If you can’t cut it, I will pit him!”

“Can’t pit it, poison him again!”

“…”

Han Feng said unhurriedly, but the light in the eyes of these old people was ignited one by one.

“Hey! This kid, I like it! Yin is enough!”

On the stone bench by the side, the sitting doctor smiled, and the pair of clear eyes under the bronze mask looked at Han Feng with joy.

“good idea!”

The old men immediately hit it off. It was the old monk who said in Buddhist language: “Amitābha! Little donor, the secret technique of the few of us, each of which is an ordinary person who can’t insight in a lifetime of poverty, can you really accept it?”

As soon as the words fell, the old people who were still happy suddenly calmed down and looked at Han Feng.

“If you don’t try, how do you know?”

The corners of Han Feng’s mouth raised slightly, outlining a smiling arc, and a pair of star pupils glowed with light…

Time passed like a white horse, and it was fleeting, and there had been no news of Han Feng in Daze Wu’s house for a long time.

Everyone didn’t understand where the young man who dared to fight the ninth son for three years had gone.

“Maybe it’s gone!” Someone guessed.

“Or, it’s dead! After all, not everyone can provoke a dignified son!” Someone speculated.

There was an acquaintance of Han Feng, Li You. After inquiring a lot of news, he learned that Han Feng was at Qimen Peak.

On that day, Li You found an opportunity to walk through the winding and rugged mountain roads and came to the foot of the most special Lingfeng Mountain in Dazewu Mansion.

As soon as he approached the foot of the mountain, Li You saw a young man in a green robe, and he was immediately overjoyed.

“Junior Brother Han Feng!”

Li You was overjoyed, and quickly stepped forward, looking at the young man in Qingpao sitting in front of the mountain gate, and said.

“Oh? It turned out to be Senior Brother Li You! Long time no see!”

Han Feng also turned his head and smiled when he saw Li You who came by.

Li You can be regarded as one of the few friends of Han Feng in Daze Wufu!

“Yeah! Long time no see! I heard from them that you were accepted as a closed disciple by the existence of Qimen Peak?”

Li You’s news was obviously very informed, and he said.

“Senior Brother Li You can really joke, I’m not qualified yet.”

When Han Feng heard the sound, he shook his head and laughed. He immediately glanced at the sky getting late, and immediately got up to say goodbye, and then slowly closed the mountain gate.

Seeing Han Feng closing the door, Li You looked complicated.

The boy in the green robe seemed to have said something, and it seemed that he didn’t say anything…