Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher

"Hey, he is ..."

"My mother, why is this old guy here, this is about to die."

When Wu Wuji saw the white-haired old man, his expression suddenly changed, he pulled his disciple and turned to leave, and, if he looked carefully at him, he found that Wu Wuji walked and muttered in his mouth, "Can't see me, you can't see me, I'm not a descendant of extreme martial arts ..."

"Master, we haven't spoken to Uncle, why should we leave ..." Wu Wuji's young disciple asked puzzled.

"To shut up."

Wu Wuji saw the old man with white hair, trembling in his heart, and never wanted to stay, whispering while drinking, and then directly pulled his disciple toward the distance.

However, at this time, the old man with white hair also saw Wu Wuji, his face sank, and he shouted, "Wu Maniac, when you see the ancestor here, dare you run?"

Especially when the old white-haired man saw Wu Wuji, a fire rose in his heart. There was a kind of heart before that because the two little girls, Sun Qingya and Monica, were only facing Xiang Yang, and they did n’t have the respect of Jiu Avenue. That feeling of suffocation is about to burst out.

"Who is the Wu lunatic, I don't know, I don't know, let's go quickly, don't let the dead old man catch up." Wu Wuji was pretending not to hear it, whispering in his mouth, pulling his little disciple. To break away and leave.

Obviously, Wu Wuji was no stranger to this white-haired old man, and he should have had a bitter experience before he could make him, the powerful martial arts fairy king, turn around and run away when he saw him.

"Asshole, you guys really dare to run like this in front of the old ancestor." After seeing the white-haired old man, he suddenly blew his beard and glared, ready to shoot Wu Wuji to catch the lesson.

"Second brother, when you see the eldest brother, you will run away without saying hello. What do you mean?"

But at this time, Xiang Yang's leisurely voice came from one side. I saw Xiang Yangzheng standing with a small hand of the former Sun Qingya and Monica standing in the distance, and said to Wu Wuji with a faint smile on his face.

"I didn't hear it. I'm not called Wu Lunzi, nor my second brother. I'm just an ordinary person. I'm going to take my disciples back to retreat and practice ..."

Wu Wuji said in his mouth that he was deceiving himself, and took his disciples to take a step forward, and he would flee.

"Om ..."

However, Wu Wuji had not yet used his magical power to leave, and he saw that the ancient fairy king Li Huan, who was standing next to the white-haired old man beside Xiang Yang, had already shot. His hand was opened, and he caught it from the air, and suddenly there was an invisible power. It broke out in an instant and directly sealed the space where Wu Wuji was located. Even Wu Wuji as a peerless fairy king could not break through the sky and could only pull his little disciple and stood there with a depressed face.

"Don't run away. In front of the deity, even if Wu Wuya came back then, it's impossible to run, let alone you."

Li Huan did not know when he appeared in front of Wu Wuji, with a faint smile on his face.

Li Huan naturally knew that Wu Wuji was the person of Ji Wu Dao. He had also studied with an ancestor of Wu Wuji, and at this moment he took actions to imprison Wu Wuji, but he did not feel embarrassed at all.

"Senior, you bully the young. If you let my ancestor see you, you will definitely feel very ashamed."

Wu Wuji gritted his teeth and looked at Li Huan, although he had been secretly watching Li Huan's entire process from a hero to a flesh in the fairy demon battlefield. He watched the hero who was originally a fairy king, but he had the flesh but He turned into an immortal statue, and he was very helpless.

If it was Li Huan not long ago, Wu Wuji absolutely dared to rush forward to fight with the other party, but at this moment, Li Huan was already a great Luo Xian respected strongman, even if Wu Wuji was not so confident about his strength Enemy against Li Huan.

Even, he thinks that Li Huan is right, even if the ancestors of the Xianzun level of his very martial arts are coming, they are not necessarily opponents of Li Huan. After all, Li Huan broke out after fusing with the flesh. The momentum is really terrifying. The strength makes Wu Wuji feel trembling.

"I only know that my boss asked you to stay." Li Huan said softly.

"Hey..."

Wu Wuji sighed, feeling that he was really unlucky. He knew that he would not leave behind Xiang Yang, but should find other exits and leave the fairy demon battlefield.

However, it is useless to say that, not only did Li Huan stand in front of him to stop him from leaving, even the old man with white hair also came in front of him, looking at him with a bad face.

Wu Wuji knew that this time he had to face not only Xiang Yang, the "big brother", but also the invincible strongman, one of the Daomen's Dao Nine Daoist, a white-haired old man.

"Cough ..."

Wu Wuji coughed a few times and showed a reluctant smile to the old man with white hair. Then, he said to the young disciple, "It's called Grandpa Master."

"What..."

When Wu Wuji's disciples heard it, they suddenly felt stunned. The little guy widened his eyes, looked at his master innocently, and said crisply, "Master, are you going to bully the master and destroy the ancestor, instead of throwing another door? "

"bump..."

As soon as the little guy had finished speaking, his head was knocked, and suddenly his tears fell off.

"You ... why are you hitting me?"

The little guy covered his head with seeds, and looked at the old man with white eyes dissatisfied. The person who shot him just now was not someone else. It was this old man with white hair. It looked as old as his master. He looked even more abominable than his master.

The little guy thought, tears were almost falling from his head.

"Little guy, Grandpa Master doesn't call, and dare to talk nonsense, you are begging." The old man with white hair shook his head and said.

"Old man, my second brother turned out to be your disciple?" Xiang Yang looked curious and took the two daughters to the neighborhood. He looked at the white-haired old man and Wu Wuji, who always felt that they were both white-headed With a white beard, it looks more like a brother than a mentor.

"Cough, no."

Wu Wuji quickly shook his head and said, "He, he, he is my grandfather master of the extremely martial art."

While he was talking, he was a little hesitant and did n’t dare to say it, because this old man with white hair was one of the Daomen ’s Jiu Dao Zun. He once said that the descendants of Ji Wu Dao were not allowed to tell each other ’s identity. Say it yourself, I wonder if it will be beaten up by this irritable grandfather?

Thinking of this, Wu Wuji carefully looked at the old man with white hair and found that the other party did not show how angry he was before he was relieved.

"What..."

His words suddenly shocked Xiang Yang. He looked at the old man with white hair and exclaimed, "Aren't you an old monster in Daomen? How did you become the grandfather of Jiwu Dao?"

He felt that the relationship was a bit confusing. If this white-haired old man was also the grandfather of Jiwu Dao, wouldn't he say that Jiwu Dao itself is a branch of Daomen?

Although he was not very clear about many things in Immortal Realm, he knew that the Daomen family was the only one in ancient times, and later became lonely. Nowadays, there are countless powerful forces that can fight against Daomen in court.

However, it seems that Daomen did not really fall, but developed in secret. Even such a terrible force as Jiwu Dao is related to Daomen. So, what else cannot be Daomen?

"This matter is a long story. Jiwu Dao was not created by one person. When the old man was young, he was founded with several like-minded brothers. It was the Taikoo military learning skills that I passed on. A unique vein, um, so-so, but still did not reach the goal when the old man founded this door. "The old man with white hair said with a laugh.

Although the old guy said that Ji Wudao did not achieve his goal of creating this door, however, no matter how they look, Xiang Yang and others always feel that this old guy is very proud.

However, this shocked Xiang Yang, even if he did not expect that the very unique martial madman in the famed world was created by one of Daomen's old monsters together with others.

It ’s no wonder that Jiwu Dao challenged the strong everywhere when he was idle. No matter whether he could defeat the opponent, he could always live well. This is not because Jiwu Dao is too strong, but mainly because of the background of Jiwu Dao. Too powerful.

However, this also proves that this white-haired old man has a long history as an old monster on Daomen Jiudi Mountain, and is definitely a living fossil character.

When Xiang Yang sighed in his heart, the old white-haired man looked at Wu Wuji, with a hatred of iron but not steel, "You bastard finally let the old man catch you. At that time, your master sent you to nine Emperor Shan, ask us old and immortal to take care of you for a period of time. As a result, you have swindled the sage of the Daomen, even if you have been swindled. Why do you even abandon people? Slag, how can Jiwu Dao have such a shameless younger disciple? "

"Wow..."

This is simply unprecedented news. Not only did Xiang Yang and others have their eyes widened, but even Wu Wuji's disciples also opened their eyes and looked at his master inconceivably. He said blankly, "Master, your history, It turned out to be so beautiful. "

"To shut up."

Wu Wuji wanted to cry without tears. When he was young, the black history was turned over by the grandfather. This made him really depressed. Seeing that the white-haired old man was saying more and more uncomfortable, when he was about to get started, he He even cried out with a wow, fell to his knees directly, and screamed with tears at the old man with white hair.

"Master Patriarch, at that time, the disciple was still young. The reason why he did this kind of thing is really no wonder the disciple. The main reason is that the disciple at that time was really too handsome, even handsomer than my elder brother. I do n’t know how many times. , The disciple just met with the Daomen's saint, she just fell in love with me, and stuck with me, what can I do ... "

The more he said, the more sad he felt, and the more he felt aggrieved. He could n’t help but pointed to Xiang Yang and said, “Look, Grandpa Zu, I ’m much better than my elder brother. My elder brother, who is young, The beauties around me are like clouds. Not only did they bring three out of the fairy demon battlefield, but there are two waiting outside. I do n’t know how many other beauties have been harmed by him. I do n’t think we should be thinking about me before. Fault, but these guys who are most likely to suffer endlessly should be restrained first, so that he can not harm other fairies. "

"I rely on ..."