A Paragon of Wuhun

Chapter 5 Pick Martial Arts

"Chen Feng, you are so hard!"

Leaving the crowd, walking on the outside mountain road, Han Yu smiled from Chen Feng.

However, there is no blame in his words, but it is very happy to be happy.

"Sorry, the teacher, I really didn't intend to be interested in smuggling ..." Chen Fei cook.

"I know, I know, I am afraid of the tree big stroke." Han Han haha ​​smiled: "Nothing, don't explain, I am very happy. But ..."

He Su Sui said: "Your Master is countless, I just think that you are a waste, don't do it, now you have changed someone else's views on you, I am more dangerous. Listen to me, be careful Act. "

Chen Feng's heart is warm and mean, said: "Uncle, you can rest assured! I will pay attention."

"What are you going to do now?" Han Xi asked: "Do you still go to the resource temple to receive Lingshi?"

Chen Feng shook his head: "Don't go first, if you want to go, the teacher, you will definitely have a conflict with Sun Chang, these years, my Lingshi has a lot, and it is not bad. Waiting for me. Strong enough, go to see Sundong's blind. "

Han Wei is gratifying.

Chen Fengneng will be a step, he is very pleased. The real power, can't play, you can fade, you can know the progress. How many of the majors of the majestic side are a smooth sailing?

"Han Shous, I want to go to Wusong Pavilion to pick a martial arts, Master has been teaching me to practice, but I have not taught me martial arts." Chen Feng said.

"Well, I will take you." Han Yu smiled: "Just, responsible for the martial arts Court is a teacher when I first get started, is the exterior of the exterior, I can help you say a few words."

The two went up from the avenue, and they came to Wucan Pavilion along a small way. The martial arts Pavilion was a cliff, surrounded by mountain flowers bloom, green trees hiding, very quiet. Come along the way, I met a few foreign disciples, holding a line of books in my hand, regardless of the leaving of the treasure. They are all selected from the Wusheng Pavilion, hurried out, and worked urgently.

There are a few people to see Chen Feng, which is exposed to the colors of laughter, but I don't dare to talk.

The door of Wudang Pavilion, an old man relied on the steps and drinking wine, his beard hair was messy, looking very much. Hourly gourd butt chartered, the liquor rolled down, he was swallowed, and there is alcohol in the mouth. I can smell the strong alcohol from him.

Han Yu went to the front, whispered: "The uncle, the disciples brought someone, it is the disciple of Yan Qingyu's brother, I have thought that he is a waste, but he can practice now, and afterwards The third weight, according to the rules of the zone, to three, you can pick a martial art. "

The old man snorted two, nor did you know what, Han Yu returned: "You go in. Don't stay too long, come out early."

"Thank you teacher." Chen Feng did not ask more, walked to the door, rushing to the old man: "Thank you, the uncle."

After that, I went in.

The martial arts Pavilion is very large, there are hundreds of meters, a row of bookshelf, which is full of martial arts, at least 10,000.

The foreign martial arts cabinet is only for the use of foreign disciples, and the outside disciples are basically the realm of the next day. The martial arts in the Pavilion, the highest level, and only the yellow-class three products.

The martial arts practice, step by step, the day after tomorrow, can only choose from a layer, reaching four, can enter the second layer. To reach the seven layers, you can enter the three floors.

Chen Feng directly wanted to go to the second floor of the stairs, and the martial arts of the first floor couldn't see it. Although I didn't reach four, there was a thousand pounds after the day, and he had reached 800 pounds, he wanted to try it.

Just stepped on the first step, he felt that the body was stopped, like a transparent warbate on the stairs, hindering his way forward.

Chen Feng is not unexpected. He is full of heat, got out, and confronts the warbobility, trying to charge it. He stepped forward in step by step, pressed back to the back, but the toughness of the tightness, no matter how, it is not broken. Chen Feng is sweating. Because the murdere is excessive, the meridians have been hurt, but he still bits the teeth and moves towards the dead.

At this time, suddenly slammed the sound, like a bubble crack, the air barrier disappeared without trace. Chen Feng hurriedly took the step, otherwise it was hit on the stairs.

He was a bit shocked, and he didn't expect to rush.

Chen Feng did not think too much, and quickly on the second floor.

"The goal is very clear, there is tenacity, it is a good seedllar. Good seedlings, I certainly have to be convenient."

In addition to martial arts, the drunken too long said that the eyes are bright, which is half a drunk?

Han Yukong Ruo: "Thank you, Master."

"His Master in that year, unfortunately ..." Too long and sighed.

Chen Feng picking martial arts on the second floor, and he has already had Bedo Ye Jinjing, no need to find another.