public enemy

Luo Hua regained consciousness from the surprise of 31 times the potential of normal people, and suddenly thought of another strange phenomenon.

"I have another question to ask you," Luo Hua asked with a frown, "How old are you?"

Wu Hai was taken aback, how should he answer this.

Xie Yuce said: "Try not to answer if you can. Once you answer, it's best to let her never bring up this topic again."

This is a very sharp question, Xie Yuce thought to himself.

If he guessed right, just now when Luo Hua directly probed Wu Hai's soul power, he would definitely find that his bones and tendons are not developed at the level of a teenager, while Wu Hai is just an ordinary person with low combat effectiveness. Ling, now 30 years later, he is still a teenager.This makes Wu Hai, who has only been in a plane where technology prevails for more than ten years, how to make up?

Without exposing the earth, there is really no way to explain it.

It depends on whether the other party accepts it or not.

If the other party did not intend to accept Wu Hai as a disciple from the beginning, no matter how they answer, there will be flaws. If the other party is generous enough and does not make a fuss about waiting for 30 years, then even if Wu Hai lied, the other party will Come up with one or several sets of explanations, give Wu Haiyuan this lie, and even if you don't answer, you won't pursue it.

Wu Hai understood, he was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Since I was 12 years old, my family changed and my clan members died. .”

"Okay, I won't ask any more." Luo Hua said it casually, so he could understand the answer.

When she put her hand on Wu Hai's head for inspection, she did find that Wu Hai's bones and tendons were only at the level of a teenager. It stands to reason that at least 30 years have passed, so it shouldn't be... But the person who can get the disciple order must have a certain background or experience. unusual.

In recent years, the family has been massacred less often, 31 times the normal talent, life expectancy is longer than the average person, and it is not impossible for the body to be stunted.

Luo Hua has followed Wu Zun for many years, so it is not uncommon to see more strange things.

"Well, it's not bad to learn from you." Wu Hai didn't lie completely, and the memory of the natural disaster is still fresh.

Xie Yuce didn't speak, but said seriously: "If you fail, leave the dagger and give it to your cheap master who has no fate to meet."

Xie Yuce had a general understanding of the hierarchy here, and found that the "god" of this continent is like the "immortal" of his plane.

Moreover, this master is strong and does not forget to take risks outside to seek a breakthrough, which coincides with Xie Yuce's goal.

At least for the time being, he is somewhat interested in the Lord of the Martial God Palace, whom he has never met before.

"You mean the Lord of the Martial God Palace?" Wu was startled.

Mr. Xie has no nostalgia at all, he never forgets his purpose all the time, or he doesn't talk to him, and he wants to leave when he talks to him.

"It's too sloppy. I haven't seen him face to face. Who knows if he's good or not."

"I have a certain liking for masters." Xie Yuce said casually, "After all, I am at the same level as masters."

"Then I will worship you as my teacher." Wu Hai said, "With you as my master, I don't even look up to the master of the Martial God Palace. As long as you agree, I will turn around and leave."

"I never accept disciples." The principled Xie Yuce didn't want to waste any more time with Wu Hai, "Don't try to get involved with me in different ways."

"Why didn't you accept disciples?" Wu Hai was curious.

"Maybe I think that the apprentices who need to be taught by the master are rubbish."

Cough cough, you will offend many people by talking like this.

Wu Hai hissed lightly: "Why does it feel like you're scolding me?" He is now sparing no effort to find a way to get the inheritance, and worship the Master of the Martial God Palace who he has let go for 30 years and has never even met as his teacher.

"I didn't scold you. Even if you barely pass the test, you won't be able to see him in person." Xie Yuce said, "What's more, you don't have the ability to pass."

"Why is everything you say so ugly." Wu Hai was dissatisfied.

Xie Yuce thought to himself, if I have to say nice things to you and make you want to keep the dagger for yourself, that would be bad.

Xie Yuce said: "As long as it is someone I admire, every word I can say is nice."

That is to say, as long as you become someone you admire, you can stand up and listen to your nonsense?

Wu Hai couldn't imagine that a person like Xie Yuce could speak every word nicely, how wronged he was.However, it's exciting to think about.

Wu Hai was really curious about Xie Yuce's kind words, although judging from Wu Hai's only experience in interacting with people, just because it sounds good doesn't mean it's true.

Wu Hai said: "Don't worry, I'm more responsible than you, I promise you, if I do what I promise, I will personally hand over the dagger to the palace lord."

Xie Yuce said: "There is no need to be brave."

"..."

Wu Hai's friendly expression was about to lose its hold.

**

"This is the second test that the Palace Master left for you, open it and see for yourself."

Luo Hua unfolded a row of scrolls, ten in total, this is a test given according to the different levels of the disciples.She took out the first scroll on the far left, which was sealed with a thin white strip. The others had been opened, but this one was brand new, with no trace of opening.

This was specially left by the Palace Master of the Martial God Palace before he left for the outer domain, and only the designated person can open it.

The palace lord specially ordered that no matter how strong the disciple who joined him was, he would follow this method.

Wu Hai carefully opened the scroll, only to see that there was only one line of writing on it.

"I'll give you a day to write an inscription for the Martial God Palace. I'll see it myself."

The handwriting is crooked and indescribable.

"This is written by the Palace Master?" Wu Hai couldn't believe it.

When Luo Hua saw this word for the first time, her expression was complicated: "...um."

Is this the handwriting of Xeon Wu Zun, who is rumored to have a good handwriting?Wu Hai has seen it for a long time.

So this font, from the perspective of people here, does it look good or not?

Luo Hua always had the same attitude. She stood by the palace lord and acted according to orders: "The palace lord has a reason for doing what the palace lord does. The words are like a person, you write."

As he said that, he pushed Wu Hai, and the space in front of him fluctuated like water waves, and Wu Hai plunged into another space.

"In this place, no one will bother you, not even me. Give me the inscription in a day."

Braziers were lit in the four corners of the room, as if it were daytime. There were no windows, and the exquisite walls were empty. There was only a long table, a stack of white paper, black ink, brushes, and paperweights... In addition to ordinary writing tools, even a There are no chairs.

"The Lord of the Martial God Palace's own words are not very good..."

It's too careless, Wu Hai thinks, from the handwriting, you can feel that you don't take yourself seriously, and you can't analyze any useful information.

The test may seem simple, but in fact it is not.

You must know that calligraphy is not developed overnight. It is similar to the art of calligraphy, painting and sculpture, and it is also related to the realm.

For example, Wu Hai, except for the written test, almost never really took a pen to write a few words.

Writing three words in one day does not rule out the possibility that the palace lord deliberately punished him.

Although Wu Hai's strength is not strong, he also has some special means. If he really wants to choose, he would rather break through other levels than challenge this "simple" task that 'success or failure depends on the subjective preferences of a certain judge'.

Especially his handwriting is not very good, and the only 'judge', the Lord of the Martial God Palace, was already dissatisfied with him for waiting for him for so long.

This kind of pie-in-the-sky thing, if you drop it once, don't think about it a second time.Who made him come 30 years late.Still don't get your hopes up.

The Beishan Twelve Palaces are not limited to the Wushen Palace.

With no psychological burden and no need to pay attention to style, Wu Hai simply spread the paper on the floor.

One mind and two purposes, two pens, left and right hands start working.

After Wu Hai finished writing, he couldn't help laughing.

"I'll take a look at what I wrote." Xie Yuce just opened his mouth.

Wu Hai subconsciously leaned to the left, blocking the paper full of large characters.

The paper on the right is still full of martial arts palaces written in a very serious manner, crooked and unevenly covered with ink spots, which is also very ugly.

On the left is a sentence, in simplified Chinese——

"Xie Yuce, stop bragging, your brain is definitely not a hundred!"

"Childish brat."

Xie Yuce was speechless: "Name, three words, two wrong."

Wu Hai looked innocent: "Really. Then how should I write it."

"The space of the universe, the policy of the strategy."

Before he finished speaking, he stretched out a warm hand out of thin air, and grabbed Wu Hai's right hand holding the pen, and there was someone beside him at some point.

With a click, the pen in Wu Hai's hand dropped.

Xie Yuce bent down, picked up the pen, and wrote his name on the paper.

Long hair as smooth as ink fell between the two of them, Wu Hai couldn't help leaning back, and wanted to turn around to see if it was a real person.

Xie Yuce's identity information on the official website of the game was filled in by Wu Hai. Would he not know those two words?

The point is the last sentence, a brain width of 100, that is, a soul power of 100, is already able to become a god, that is to say, this is a limit value, Mr. Xie may not be as powerful as he himself...

But now Wu Hai couldn't say any words of shock, his eyes fell on the paper uncontrollably, and his eyes almost popped out.

"That's called words!"

It's just the three words Xie Yuce, which can be done in one go.

It's not just the beautiful and vigorous shape in terms of perception, but the words are integrated into a whole, and I feel a fearless aura that directly pokes the pupils and shocks the soul.Wu Hai deeply felt the lack of language.

The character is like a person, and the shape is similar to the character to know the depth of the realm.

But what surprised him even more was Xie Yuce, who was not a soul body, but a human being!

"Are you a human or a soul?" Wu Hai grabbed his arms, knees, and patted his shoulders even more pleasantly. When his hand touched the cold long hair, Wu Hai was stunned, "How could this happen!"

"The vitality of this place is strong enough to keep my soul materialized." Xie Yuce discovered right after he arrived that the vitality of Yuanwu Continent is just like the aura of his plane, but it's just another way of saying it.

Xie Yuce frowned, and blocked the claws that were reaching for his face. Wu Hai tried to touch it forcefully, but his head instantly blurred.

"Stop moving your hands and feet."

Wu Hai raised his hands to his chest in a regular manner, palms facing outward, fingers spread, and smiled at him.

"You stay here temporarily and help me find other partners."

"We're not looking for the Lord of the Martial God Palace anymore!?" The change of mind was too fast.

Wu Hai couldn't help slandering: "Could it be that the handwriting written by the palace lord is too ugly..."

Xie Yuce said: "It remains to be seen and needs to be further understood."

"Let me just say it," Wu Hai was not as knowledgeable as him, and patted his chest to assure, "Leave it to me! Strength, personality, appearance and preferences will be screened for you one by one until you are satisfied."

With Xie Yuce's ingenuity, he would not have known that this was a deliberate typo, a blatant hint.

Knowing that it was a trick, Xie Yuce cooperated so much, and even materialized his soul to help write. Wu Hai looked forward to it: "So you mean, I can use your handwriting to submit it, and get away with it?"

"Yeah." Seeing him like that, Xie Yuce had no hidden thoughts at a glance, so he stopped talking nonsense with him.

"Put the paper on the table and grind the ink for me."

Wu Hai did so diligently, and said, "I've never seen such beautiful calligraphy. How can you write so smoothly with just one stroke of a pen?" No comparison.

Xie Yuce was very useful.

After writing, put down the pen.

The three characters of Wushen Palace are self-contained, but their sharpness is restrained, without the rushing momentum of writing names.

"Why do you feel that these three characters are not as good as your name?" Wu Hai said, "Why don't you write another one like the one just now."

"That's because you don't understand." Xie Yuce was displeased, "I won't write, just this. Do you want love or not."

"Yes, yes." Wu Hai thought for a while, and then wrote three crooked big characters according to his own level according to the handwriting of the master of Wushen Palace.

"Tell me, would a master like a disciple whose taste and aesthetics are similar to his own, and his handwriting would be even uglier, so that he would be able to bring out his goodness?"

"Small cleverness." Xie Yuce disdainfully.

"It's also possible." Wu Hai said.

"So which one should I choose?" Wu Hai compared the two pictures, and actually had an idea in his mind.

"casual."

"It's related to whether my task can be completed, I'd better hand in this one, I believe in your aesthetics."

When the time was up, Wu Hai was moved out of the room, and Xie Yuce had already returned to the dagger.

Luo Hua communicated with the palace lord who was far away in the outer domain through the boundary marker, and half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

I don't know if I can succeed in fooling around, Wu Hai's time is like a year.

"Come with me." As soon as Luo Hua came back, he took Wu Hai away.

"Sister Guardian, what are you doing this time?"

"Go to the Zongtang." Luo Hua said, "Appreciate the teacher."

Out of surprise, Luo Hua was so impressed by this seemingly young man that he didn't correct his address.

"You mean..." Wu Hai took a deep breath.It's done!

Xie Yuce's handwriting is really easy to use!Wu Hai decided to practice calligraphy according to his handwriting in the future. I have to say that it is really the most beautiful handwriting he has seen so far.

In the Zongtang, one of the important places of the Martial God Palace, there are statues of the palace masters of the past dynasties, which seal the palace master's spiritual sense, and seeing the statues is like seeing himself.And deeper in the Zongtang is the most precious "Inheritance Mansion" of the Martial God Palace. There are statues of the palace lords of the past dynasties guarding this place. Without the permission of the palace lord himself, no one can enter.

As soon as Wu Hai entered the first door, he was infected by the solemn atmosphere. When he looked left and right, his attention was attracted by those strange buildings and reliefs——

"My dear disciple, come here and kowtow three times to your master."

A brisk voice exploded in Wu Hai's mind, making him dizzy for a long time.

Right in front of the huge palace, there is a white jade statue. It is a handsome man with an invisible coercion that makes people unable to lift their heads.And that voice came from the mouth of this lifelike statue.

"This is the current Lord of the Martial God Palace..."

Looking at the statue alone, he is not angry and arrogant, that kind of soaring spirit can completely ignore his appearance.

This is a real strong man.

Wu Hai kowtowed to the statue in a daze.

"From now on, you will be the apprentice of my Martial God Palace Master."

This sentence is long overdue.Still through the mouth of the statue, it relayed what the owner of Wushen Palace wanted to say 30 years ago.

Luo Hua was moved. Compared to the ignorant Wu Hai, she has followed the palace lord so far and knows the weight of these words.

Luo Hua led Wu Hai inside, and said to Wu Hai with a very complicated expression: "The palace master never accepted disciples before, if you showed up with a disciple order 30 years ago, you don't need any extra tests, you He will be the only direct disciple of the Palace Master, and he will even be the next Palace Master of the Martial God Palace."

Wu was slightly moved.

Luo Hua continued: "For 30 years, you have taken the disciple order, but the person has never appeared."

"So the Palace Master was furious..."

"Stop accepting disciples?" Wu Hai interjected.

"No, the palace lord accepts 92 disciples in a row. The worst is a fifth-level warrior."

Wu Hai: "..."

"Cough!" Xie Yuce didn't hold back.

Wu Hai said happily: "Dare to ask the Great Protector, where are my 92 brothers and sisters now?"

"You are number one."

Luo Hua said: "Most of your younger brothers and sisters are not in the Beishan Wushen Palace, but are wandering outside or doing things on orders. In view of your noble status, your strength is low."

"The palace lord has ordered that you can only live in the Martial God Palace before you become a 'spirit master' or 'condense the primordial seed to become an emperor-level powerhouse'."

……

But having said that, when Luo Hua took that word and used the void-breaking talisman to appeal to the Lord of the Martial God Palace who was far outside the territory, he immediately got an affirmative answer.

According to the original rules, he will be trained strictly according to the standards of the next palace lord.

Luo Hua was very surprised, but when she saw the words written by Wu Hai, she was speechless. This word was completely different from Wu Hai's. Luo Hua felt that the apprentice imagined by the Palace Master might meet her. Wu Hai himself was different.

Of course, perhaps it was the childhood experience that the other party didn't want to mention, which caused this internal and external difference.

"If it wasn't for his good handwriting," the Mistress of the Martial God Palace said coldly, "I would have made him kowtow thirty times."

"It's a pity that I can't go back for the time being, otherwise I really want to meet this apprentice who is beyond my expectations. I hope that the words are as good as the person..."

Outside the territory, the handsome face of the Mistress of the Martial God Palace was calm, but there was appreciation in his eyes.

satisfaction.

He is very satisfied.This disciple is worthy of being the one who can pass the test and get the disciple order.

Full of personality, great ambition, deep realm, great potential, even better than the disciple he expected, it is not in vain for him to wait for so many years.

Just as Luo Hua was about to say something, he heard the Lord of the Martial God Palace say:

"I will try to shorten the time as much as possible, and try to go back within 80 years. The affairs in the palace and the supervision of my apprentice's cultivation are all left to you."

"Palace master!" Luo Hua finally got in touch with him, and quickly took the opportunity to report what happened during this period, "Recently, the human-devil clan has been in turmoil, and many families have been bloodbathed. Before you left, everything was calm, and all the disciples of the Martial God Palace Everything was fine, but after you left, eleven of them died in just three years, and it happened to be the eleven you took in first."

"Where are No.12 currently?"

"The place of experience, Fu Shuangcheng. Yan Congtian is chasing and killing the fleeing demons. He was the one who notified me of Wu Hai's appearance, so I made preparations in advance."

The Lord of the Martial God Palace said: "It seems that the whole continent is the same in recent troubled times. Arrange people to protect my big apprentice, pass on my orders, choose one of the inheritance of the Martial God Palace, and open all the cultivation treasures of the Beishan Zodiac to him. It won't work." Soul masters' or 'imperial warriors' are not allowed to go down the mountain."

"The other disciples can't protect themselves, so it doesn't matter if they die."

"If the Martial God Palace has not been breached, it is not a major event. You don't need to inform me of any trivial matter."

"This subordinate is guilty." Luo Hua knelt on one knee and waited respectfully until the phantom disappeared.

In order to seek a breakthrough, the palace lord went to a foreign land and had no time to care about other things.The next thing to do is just to adapt.

But indeed, as long as there is a Palace Master, the Martial God Palace will last forever.

**

Fu Shuangcheng, Fu's family.

There is a man who has been locked in a secret room and locked on the bed for three days. His shirt was stripped off, revealing his firm chest. His smooth and young skin was covered with blood, as if he had been driven into silver stakes. His hands and wrists were crushed. Forced to screw on the head, unable to move, life is being lost.

If Wu Hai was here, he would definitely know who it was at a glance.

"There is still no news about the branch of the Zhao family. I am already vigilant enough to live under the fence. I never thought that this family would be so vicious that they would poison me."

Poisoning is pervasive, drinking water and eating, there is always a time to be tricked.

"I knew it was so easy to lose my life. No matter how low-level the token is, I will recognize the master and I won't end up like this."

"The Zhao family hasn't sent anyone over yet, how long can I last?" Zhao Zhuofan absorbed his vitality to stay awake, thinking in his heart, "I don't know what happened to Wu Hai."

"Fortunately, Wu Hai doesn't have a discipleship order in his hands. I hope Fu Qianlong won't lay a bad hand on him."

……

"It's so quiet today." It was surprisingly quiet, and there was not even a single voice outside. Zhao Zhuofan thought, could it be that he has lost his hearing, or that Fu Chun took the disciple's order and went to Medicine God Valley, so he can only be forgotten in the Here, until death...

Zhao Zhuofan sighed, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Suddenly, there was a strange rustling sound.

A black shadow came in through the crack of the door like water, and quickly spread towards the bed. A seductive man with horns on his head and a delicate face appeared beside the bed.He raised his head and looked at the human teenager locked on the cold stone bed with great interest. He tapped his ears with his slender fingers, and the green scales on the backs of his hands receded one by one, revealing fair human-like skin.

This is the human demon who was previously entrenched in the middle of the boundary monument, using the fluctuations of the cross-boundary teleportation formation, forcibly changing the formation of the boundary monument, attracting countless disciple orders, setting traps to kill a large number of human races, and escaped from the siege of countless strong men.The strength is evident.

"Heck, I've observed you for two days. Human beings treat you like this, rob you of your treasures, abuse your skin, and bury thousands of needles in your body, but you didn't even scream, accepting death calmly, let I'm bored watching it."

"Now you are going to die. With your talent, it's a pity."

The demon grinned and showed a ferocious look, scaring him and said: "Why do you need to be with the human race to ask for trouble, and simply betray the human race, how about serving the human demon race?"

Zhao Zhuofan opened his eyelids tiredly, and only said one word...