Mystery: The Beginning is Clocked By Dao

Yun Deyuan burst into tears after hearing Gu Feng's words.

Because he is very clear, even if he has learned the twenty-three Heming palms, he will not necessarily become an alchemist of the ground level.

And at that time, he still couldn't make Qingli Chihuo Dan for his mother.

Gu Feng definitely didn't give him a chance.

So Yun Deyuan knelt down towards Gu Feng and said, "Thank you, Master!"

Gu Feng waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'll teach you seriously after I've been busy in the past few days! If you have nothing to do, go back first!

"You have also read the twenty-three palms of Heming twice, think about it yourself! 99

"Yes! That disciple will retire now!

Immediately, the figure of Yun Deyuan disappeared into the tent.

"What else do you have to do these days?"

Qingrong blinked her big eyes and looked at Gu Feng and asked.

"You forgot what I said to Commander Qingshan earlier?"

Gu Feng's words also made Qingrong think of the internal troubles of the sea area city, and if you want to solve this internal trouble, you must have a thorn guard who manages the sea area city!

The next day, a new notice was posted on the gate of the sea city:

The recruitment of new recruits starts today.

And this also shows that this is an opportunity. Anyone who wants to stand out in this sea area city, the unified move in front of them is the way!

It's just that this road is a shortcut for some people, but it is an unclimbable mountain for some people!

The eight characters are extremely concise, but it is a musty room that makes some people in the sea area city so hard to sleep, the man's thick arm bursts with blue veins, and the hand is a hundred kilograms of stone piers, easy to hold. up.

When it was put down suddenly, it stirred up a piece of dust on the ground.

"Recruiting troops, recruiting new troops into the camp, in this season, it is really interesting..."

The moonlight outside the window was dim, and the faces of the people in the room could not be seen clearly, and the scattered hair was blurred, revealing a sharp jawline.

Time is fast, the sky is bright from the street corner, and there is no hint, but everyone walks towards the martial arts field in unison, which has always been the case.

Gu Feng sat on the summit platform, and the wooden table and chairs made creaking noises when he gently kicked them.

"I don't know if I can see a few good seedlings in this selection. I'm still looking forward to it."

Gu Feng's smile filled the corners of his lips.

Qing Shan, who was beside him, glanced at him, but did not speak.

The veterans who registered under the stage looked at the crowded men and shouted: "What's the matter with you guys, you want to squeeze me to death!? I don't know, let your grandma be a melon skin and line up for Laozi. !"

Although not all of the men who signed up were strong, most of them were considered to be very strong. When they were yelled at like this, their faces were unconsciously impatient.

The roaring big man looked at their faces, spit out a mouthful of saliva, his face remained arrogant, and he laughed out loud.

"Don't like me? Come and try?"

With that said, the tattered coat was taken off, revealing his sturdy arms, which were as thick as a woman's waist.

The brown skin has scabbed wounds and scars all over.

The people who saw this scene, some were afraid of getting into trouble and avoided it, some were heart palpitations, but they still stood there with their necks stuck in order to save face, and some didn't directly react to what happened.

And that man doesn't belong to any of them.

He stood in front of the silenced crowd, his loose hair fluffy, as if he didn't care about the demonstrations of the veterans, tilted his head and said hoarsely: "Isn't it a sign up?

The veterans traversed the military camp, and in front of such scattered people, there would be someone who would not take them seriously, and they were really furious.

His face turned blue, and his voice sank: "Do you know who I am? Shanquan Zhanmeng, do you dare not take me seriously!?"

The man turned his face sideways, and the corner of his cold eyes leaked out: "Shanquan sect, but indeed, you are not worthy."

The old soldier's face suddenly turned purple, and with a sharp wave of his hand, he attacked.

Between receiving and sending, the two have been entangled together for 830 years.

Gu Feng and Qing Shan, who were sitting on the stage, had pale expressions on their faces.

Seeing that the man took another punch from the veteran, Qing Shan said, "This man's strength is not bad. Zhan Meng's mountain boxing skills are among the best in the camp. He is not an ordinary person who can take his full blow."

Gu Feng did not answer the call immediately.

I saw that the two below were in another round. The man was hit by the veteran Zhan Meng to the lower ribs, and he slammed his body to the side, and Zhan Meng turned his body sideways, and his steps staggered.

"You guys still have something!"

Zhan Meng spat the saliva in his mouth on the ground and said immediately.

When the young man heard Zhan Meng's voice, he smiled disdainfully: "Why do you need to say that?

"quiet!"

Just as the two were fighting, an extremely loud voice resounded throughout the square of the sea area city.