Dog at total martial arts: Living in the third world was revealed by the diary

Jiumozhi was overjoyed when he saw Tang Mo like this.

When he was talking to Tang Mo just now, he had already seen that the martial arts practiced by Tang Mo were extraordinary. Moreover, it was rare in the world for Tang Mo to reach such strength of energy and blood at such an age.

Jiumozhi's martial heart was immediately ready to take action.

"Amitabha, Mr. Tang, forgive me for my shallow knowledge, but where did the outer sect of martial arts practiced by Mr. Tang come from? Please give me some advice?"

"Give me some advice? Easy to say! Easy to say! Ha ha! Ha ha! Tang

Mo said and laughed again.

"I have been very lucky since I was a child. When I was eight years old, there was often an old man begging for food in front of my house. I am a kind-hearted person, but I saw that the old man was pitiful, so I would always bring him a few steamed buns every time I went out....."

"Until half a month later, the old man suddenly took out a large book from his arms, said it was ten taels of silver and asked me to pick one."

"Although I was still young at the time, I had heard the story in the script and knew that this must be a senior expert. It must be because of my kindness that I impressed this senior expert...."

"This is an opportunity sent from heaven, hahaha!"

When Tang Mo said this, he picked up another glass of wine from the table and drank it in one gulp, looking particularly arrogant.

Everyone's expressions froze when they heard his words, especially Jiumozhi, whose face suddenly changed. Showing an moved expression

"Then I wonder what kind of martial arts that senior master came up with, and which one Mr. Tang chose?"

"I remember that there was the"Yi Jin Jing"》、《Marrow Cleansing Sutra》..."

"By the way, Master, the"Indestructible Magic Skill" you just mentioned seems to be in it, but the old man said that practicing that skill requires the body of a child."

"I was the only seedling in the Tang family, and my father was still counting on me to spread its branches. I didn’t choose that one at that time...."

Hearing the names Tang Mo said one by one, several people present took a deep breath, and Jiumozhi's eyes turned slightly red due to excitement.

"Amitabha, indeed!"

"Although Shaolin Temple's"Diamond Indestructible Magic Skill" is an external body-protecting skill, when practiced deeply from the outside to the inside, a pure and strong true energy will be produced, and this true energy cannot tolerate any impurities, unless it is practiced to a great extent. The state of perfection, otherwise you have to remain a child!"

Murong Fu and others heard what Jiumozhi said, and they became even more convinced that Tang Mo was really lucky to meet such an expert who traveled around the world.

Suddenly they looked at Tang Mo His eyes became even more excited

"At that time, the dozen or so books that the old man took out were all blue-covered secret books, but one of them was different. It was yellow-covered. I fell in love with that one at a glance and wanted to buy it at that time."

"The old man asked me many times, and it seemed that he was still not willing to sell it to me. How smart I am. I grabbed the secret book and stuffed it into my arms, and then threw the money to him. ,Hahaha!"

‘What is the martial arts secret book that so many experts care about? This Tang Mo is really lucky! no! You must find a way to get this martial arts.'

Jiumozhi looked at Tang Mo with eyes that were a little crazy with jealousy.

Thinking that Jiumozhi came to the countries of Middle-earth to travel, just to get a copy of"Six Meridians Divine Sword", he had already thrown the face of Dairin Meiwang to the ground, stepped on it again and again, but still failed to achieve his wish.

And because Tang Mo just did a good deed when he was young, he had more than ten top magical skills for him to choose from. How could Jiumozhi not be jealous of this?

Not only Jiumozhi, but also Murong Fu, who was sitting opposite, also had a hint of greed in his expression.

Although the Huanshi Shui Pavilion of his Murong family claims to have collected martial arts classics from all over the world, none of the top martial arts from each sect is included in it.

Who would have thought that Tang Mo, who was looked down upon by him just now, would have such an opportunity, which really made him a little jealous.

"The name of that book is"The Wheel of Life and Death", and it tells the story of a guy named Hong Yi who practiced this martial art, which melted life and death, yin and yang....."

Everyone was shocked when they heard Tang Mo say such an awesome martial arts name as"The Wheel of Life and Death".

But the more I listened, the more I felt something was wrong. The more I listened to Yin and Yang, life and death, and the great road, the more mysterious it became. It felt like a storyteller.

"……Ha ha! Ha ha! After I master it, Nan Murong and Bei Qiao Feng will be rubbish."

"The old man also said that although I had good luck, I was not blessed enough. He taught me a set of"Songhe Longevity Boxing", saying that this boxing technique had no other effect, but it could increase my strength and make me healthy. Live to be one hundred and twenty years old, burp!"

"...It’s all bullshit, he’s just jealous that I bought this unique martial arts book from him, haha! ha!"

When he said the last part, Tang Mo burst out laughing again.

For a moment, the side hall suddenly became silent.

After a long time, Bao BuTong said with a slight hesitation.

"If I remember correctly, there seems to be a painting book a few years ago, and there is indeed a martial arts in it called"The Wheel of Life and Death"》？"

"Amitabha, it seems that Mr. Tang is a little drunk. I should help him to rest first!"

Jiumozhi looked at Tang Mo like this and didn't completely believe the nonsense he said.

He walked to Tang Mo's side and supported Tang Mo, who was still laughing there, and then his true energy poured in. Tang Mo's body.

After a moment, Jiumozhi frowned.

According to Jiumozhi's perception, Tang Mo's body was indeed very strong, and his Qi and blood were very full.

But there was no trace of the existence of true Qi in his body. Thinking of this, Jiumozhi supported Tang Mo's palm again and took the opportunity to hold Tang Mo's hand.

The almost transparent film on Tang Mo's palm was indeed very tough, but it was exactly the same as Jiumozhi's impression. The feeling of returning to one's original nature after practicing external skills is completely different.

If external skills are really practiced to such a state of returning to one's original nature, a stream of true energy should have been generated in the body from the outside to the inside....

Murong Fu and others saw the change in Jiumozhi's expression, and their faces suddenly became shocked.

They all secretly cursed Tang Mo in their hearts for wasting such a huge blessing. You could just pick one out of so many magical skills, but you have to be unconventional and get a different one.

‘You're such a good Jiumozhi, I know I can't deceive you easily, I'm disgusted by you,"

Tang Mo thought with half-squinted eyes.

"Forehead!!"

While Jiumozhi was thinking, Tang Mo, who was being supported by him, suddenly retched, and a ball of smelly filth suddenly hit his chest.

Jiumozhi had no time to react while he was thinking, and suddenly he was There was a large stain on the rather gorgeous monk's robe.

Jiumozhi resisted the urge to slap Tang Mo to death, helped him back to his seat, and then used his palm to draw a burst of Qi. , and immediately the stains on his chest were evaporated completely.

Seeing this scene, Murong Qiudi laughed secretly in his heart, then stood up and said

"Master, would you like to change your clothes? I think Mr. Tang may have drunk too much, so I will take him down to the bar to wake him up first. Brother, please entertain the other guests."

Murong Fu couldn't help but say after hearing what his sister said.

"Sister, it's better for A'Zhu and the others to go."

Murong Qiudi helped Tang Mo from Jiumozhi's hand. Hearing his brother's words, he shook his head.

"I'm not interested in you grown men talking about these things. I'd better go down first and you stay to entertain your aunt, Yuyan and the others." When

Murong Fu heard this, he nodded and didn't say anything more. In this way, everyone watched Murong Qiudi help Tang Mo, who was still laughing there, to leave the side hall.

Among the crowd, only Wuqing looked a little uncertain, and Wang Yuyan also looked a little weird, but they didn't think much about it.