MTL - Martial Arts Master-Chapter 700 Spring rain

Two days later, the cold is still the emperor.

When Lou Cheng stepped into the courtyard again, Mei Lao was working on flowers and plants, and leisurely.

He changed his black short robe. It’s not so old, the silver hair is a lot thinner, and the loneliness is even more lonely.

"The younger generation met with the old man of Mei." Lou Chenggong sang a courtesy.

Mei Lao raised his head, and his eyebrows that were about to lick his face shook twice. He smiled and said:

"The second room in the left hand."

"Thank you for your predecessors." Lou Cheng did not have a jealousy, no idleness, stepped on the pace, and went to the left side of the courtyard. Mei Lao bowed his head and focused on flowers and plants. It seems that everything is not closed.

Stepping on the steps, stopping in front of the destination, the building gaze at the room with no windows for a few seconds, reaching out and pushing the door of the copper lock mottled.

The sound of screaming dragged on, and the scene inside was slowly appearing in his eyes.

The floor is covered with blue bricks, nothing is placed, and the feeling of empty and cold is overflowing with words, as if even in the summer, it will be like late autumn.

Lou Cheng did not look around, his eyes were directly attracted by a scroll hanging on the opposite wall. It was dark and dark, and was not shaken by the external light. He could only see a Taoist person depicted in the center of the faint, and the Taoist Tianzun in the Taoist Temple. The statue is quite a bit like a Taoist.

The realm and strength of the building into the present, but also not very clear, instinctive went a few steps forward, into the room, closer.

His brilliance gathered in the hustle and bustle, just like a big day of formation, shining forward, trying to penetrate the darkness.

At this moment, he suddenly had a flower in front of him, surrounded by darkness, boundless, a little bit in the distance, pure white glare, slowly moving along the path of mysterious.

"I balanced into Dan's 'cosmic starry sky'... How did it naturally emerge?" Lou Cheng thought just flashed, and suddenly saw a white jade palm pressed down.

It has a five-finger grip and a dark and deep palm, which makes the universe of the starry sky smaller and more solid.

Click!

The "Star" wheel was shattered, the darkness shrank rapidly, and it fell to a point, and it was immediately thinned and split!

Hey! Lou Cheng retired a few steps and retired to the outside of the door. There were blood spilling in the eyes, ears, nose and nose, the spirit was obviously wilting, and the head was sore.

However, he has a hard time fighting the "Dragon King" and "Wu Sheng" feelings!

"This is the Forbidden Ministry. Yu Qing articles? What kind of realm did the predecessors who created this magical power reach? Can they meet and not be sought?" The thoughts were mixed, and the floor sat down on the knees, and the breath was evenly distributed. The earth view thought of the words "all" and "pro", and entered deep sleep.

An hour later, he opened his eyes and the spirit had recovered.

With his back pressed, Lou Cheng stood up and stepped into the house again, watching the picture shrouded in darkness, and the sights were similar, supporting for a few more seconds.

Twice, three times... When he endured the pain of deep sleep and did not recover, he wanted to continue to feel, but he saw a black robe in the black man standing at the door.

"Go back, think more, learn more. Before entering the taboo field, each warrior learns from his own roots and himself. The scenes of 'seeing' are not the same, and the sentiments of the same warrior after a certain period of time are also There will be nuances." Mei Lao said calmly, "As long as you keep completing a task every year, you can come to realize it once, huh, hustle and chew is not bad, first digest the previous harvest and say it."

"Yes, Mei old predecessors." Lou Chengke restrained the embarrassment of the heart.

He turned his body and walked to the gate of the courtyard. When he was about to go out, he suddenly looked back and asked:

"Mei seniors, can I communicate with others about the realization of the banned magic?"

"If other warriors don't mind." Mei Lao smiled.

............

In a few days, the "Super War" finals started, in the defending "Wu Sheng" Qian Donglou, the challenger "Dragon King" Chen Qichen, "Clown" Gu Xi and "Ming Wang" Zhihai, a single round robin system, if it appears The three men have the same record, and each other wins and ends to form a closed loop.

The fear of Lou Cheng and "Luo Hou" Ning Yu happened in the first game. Because of the lottery, "Dragon King" hardly "Wu Sheng", this time, he won the victory, but it was seriously injured.

After that, the two generations of the two arrogance were cheaper than the "Ming Wang" Zhihai. He won three battles and became the "super-powerful" of this year. He got his second title and was far ahead of Lou Cheng, Peng Leyun and Ren Li. Musha.

Not long after the "super-war" ended, the top professional competition rekindled the flames, and the curtain of the new one is about to open.

The person in charge of this incident is the last "World's No. 1 Dragon and Tiger Club", they will sit in the Huaxia Mountain of Huacheng, to meet the challenge of the foreign alliance.

On Friday afternoon, the sky was dark and the water was heavy.

A luxury CMB drove out of the airport to the "Gu Yue Hotel", where the car was seated outside the foreign ministers and their assistants.

Tang Zexun did not wear a kimono again. Instead, he was replaced with a white-red red-encrusted martial arts uniform. The puffer fish was hidden in the sheath and crossed her knees.

She used the corner of her eye to observe the road sitting on the opposite window forever. She saw the other person's hair neatly combed back, and looked very lightly at the street scene outside. The famous "King knife" was standing quietly. Next to it, leaning against the seat, the dark green scabbard shimmered.

"Well..." Tang Zexun did not regain his gaze, but adjusted his own sitting position. He seemed to be imitating the other side, just as he had just entered the "Xin Zhai Liu" and was accepted as a disciple by Master.

In those few years, I was still very short, always imitating Master's every move, whether it is martial arts or daily habits, in order to cultivate tolerance and adjust the mind until the martial art is successful, and slowly form its own style.

Master once said that every strong person starts from imitating the predecessors!

I will start again now, starting from imitating the road to the predecessors!

He is a master of knives and has a certain connection with Dong Jian Jian Shu. Master visited him in the prime of his life and learned about "Jian Dao". He is convinced of him and believes that he is still better than the past because of this relationship. In, you can bypass the obstacles and enter the alliance.

Every time Master can bring up the "knife" who is full of awe, it is indeed an object worth imitating!

Tang Zexuan felt that he once again found the enthusiasm of the original cultivation of "Jiandao".

Um... the biggest obstacle now is the language...

At this moment, the sky was darker, and the rain of the slaps suddenly came, blurring the window.

The rain of spring... Tang Zexun thought.

Suddenly, she heard the road forever sounding in a low voice and whispering to herself:

"It's raining."

The rain outside the window is even worse. The road is always dark and squeaky in the dark green scabbard. There is a kind of dullness and a feeling of joy and perseverance. It is like a real dragon finally got rid of the **** and tumbling in the air. Clouds and rain.

"Hey!"

The sound of the knife screamed, and Tang Zexuan seemed to be touched, but it was difficult to have a clear idea.

............

"It’s raining..." In the big conference room of the Dragon and Tiger Club, Ning Yu looked out the window and felt a sigh.

"It’s not that I haven’t seen it before.” Coach Lu Yan responded impatiently, then looked at Lou Cheng and Guo Jiedao. "We continue to talk about the alliance."

"Well." Stayed in Huacheng for so long, Lou Cheng was not surprised to see the rain, even if it was the first rain after the spring.

Guo Jie is not squinting, always staring at the projection screen, even if she is not likely to play, as for the "Dragon King", is receiving "comprehensive treatment" in the hospital, it will take ten days to re-play.

Lv Yan nodded and said with no politeness:

"The foreign alliance is not strong."

"In addition to the road forever, there are many leftovers, but none of them can get one."

"The road will always be said last time. Since his own knife method, his strength has increased day by day, and he has the qualification to compete for the title. He must pay attention to it."

"In addition to him, there are two second products, one three products, and the newly joined, and there is no Tang Zexun who has yet to report the association."

"The two two products are clearly ‘金毛犼’ Li Pingwa, ‘蜃龙’ Zhu Xiaoyun.”

When referring to the words "Golden Donkey", Ning Yu looked at the building and glanced at it, and laughed out loudly, destroying the solemn atmosphere that Lu Yan deliberately created.

"Actually, I feel that nicknames like sacred gods and bad luck are much better than squatting," she said.

"I also want to change the nickname, but no one listens..." Lou Cheng was very helpless.

The "Zhenlong" Zhu Xiaoyun is famous for illusion, and it should be the outsider who teaches Jingjing sister now...

Hey, Lu Yan knocked on the table a few times and continued to say:

"Li Pingwa was highly hoped that he would be a good candidate. He thought that he could quickly get a product. After a few years of accumulation, he even hoped to compete for the title. However, his growth trajectory was not as good as expected. It was said that it was not long before he was promoted and he was defeated. Confidence, it is said that his father, who was dependent on his life, passed away in the year of his nephew, and he was grieved. From then on, he could not find his direction and his progress was slow."