Chapter 356 Shenzang-Apprentice Conference

Time has passed quickly. It has been ten years since Zuo Guixing became the first generation disciple of the God Master, but his master has been in retreat and has not taught him any skills and cultivation experience, which made him slightly disappointed, but he still did not give up. Although his cultivation has not improved, the brothers of the God. The mutual love between them does give him a sense of family. He has regarded this place as a part of himself. Although he is very surprised why he can't remember what those brothers look like!

On this day, Zuo Guixing came to the square early as usual. His cultivation could not be broken through, so he worked hard on the attack moves and the improvement of spells. He has never stopped for hundreds of years.

Today's divine gate seems to be a little different. The square is empty. Except for the roaring mountain wind, no one was seen. Although Zuo Guixing was puzzled, he still began to practice every day. But as soon as he restrained his energy, he saw a stumbling figure walking into the mountain gate. The man was covered with blood and could hardly see clearly.

"Brother, why are you still here? The magicians are now approaching the foot of the Flame Mountain, and the Elder Gate and many brothers have been killed... Ah!" A sad cry of pain sounded. Before Zuo Guixing remembered who the senior was, he saw the man being penetrated through his chest by a dark long gun.

"Tell the leader, hurry up...go!"

Zuo Guixing did not have a magic weapon. He only had a green steel sword for practice in his hand. At this moment, he could not take care of much. Seeing that his fellow brother was killed, he rushed up with red eyes.

"Bang!" The killed brother was kicked out by the shadow behind him and hit him straight into Zuo Guixing. Zuo Guixing stopped the footsteps of the front thorn, turned sideways, and hugged the body of the thrown brother in his left hand. The green steel sword in his right hand was obliquely stabbed to the shadow from a strange angle.

As the saying goes, "As soon as an shanger take action, he will know whether he has it or not!" The shadow didn't seem to expect that Zuo Guixing's swordsmanship was so exquisite that he took half a step back and avoided this unexpected exquisite sword!

Swordsmanship, spells can indeed have a surprising winning effect when they have the same cultivation, but if there are too many differences in cultivation, these skills are not worth showing off.

In the array of gun shadows, Zuo Guixing has been suppressed by the shadow and retreated steadily. His exquisite swordsmanship looks so vulnerable in front of the power like the top of Mount Tai.

"Puff!" The piercing sound sounded in Zuo Guixing's ear, and he bent slightly, and his arm with the green steel sword stretched straight, as if he had been holed. Difficultly lowering his head and looking at the long gun that had passed through his chest, Zuo Guixing tightened his brother in his arm and wrist. He suddenly found that in addition to returning to Kunlun for revenge, there were many things in the world worth cherishing and protecting, but it was too late!

"I don't understand. You can throw away the body in your hand. Maybe you can resist my ten moves with your swordsmanship, or maybe you can escape! Can you tell me why?" The shadow said coldly.

" shut up! This is not a corpse, this is my brother, this is my family!" Zuo Guixing felt that the strength of his whole body was constantly passing, and his left hand was a little weak to hold the brother, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

"Escape? Maybe I will choose to run away in the past! But now"

The red in his eyes had already receded. Zuo Guixing threw away the green steel sword in his hand and pointed to the monument standing on the square and said:

"But now, my name is on this monument. I am the first generation disciple of the God Gate. The God Gate is my home. Everyone here is my family! Escape? No, I want to live and die with them!"

"That demon king will fulfill you!" The black shadow waved to the empty space with his bare hands, and the black air knife cut at Zuo Guixing's neck...

I don't know how long it took, Zuo Guixing opened his eyes tiredly. He subconsciously touched his neck, then moved his hands and feet, and found that he was still standing well. Looking around, the huge monument was still standing proudly on the square, but it was still the names of the elder guardians, not his own name. Obviously, here It is based on the scene of the apprenticeship meeting of the God Gate.

"What the hell happened? Did I just have a dream? A ten-year dream?"

At this moment, the square has fallen into the silence of the air. Everyone, like Zuo Guixing, is confused and puzzled. They seem to have experienced something and had a strange dream!

Looking at the unusually quiet square, Yang Zhuimeng and others were also stunned. Feiye and Shen Tu Xiulan looked at each other, and it was even more unclear that this had not yet begun to be tested. How could these scattered practitioners show such a strange expression?

"Cough!" The first wooden Sirius in the Divine Gate Precept Hall. After coughing gently, he stepped forward and came to the steps. With a bang, everyone's eyes stared at the white-haired wooden wolf.

The sharp eyes of Mu Tianlang glanced at everyone present, which seemed to look straight into their hearts and made many people blush and lowered their heads. San Xiu, who attended the apprenticeship meeting, finally understood at this moment that their test was over!

"Everyone, please take off your coat!"

As the voice of Mu Tianlang fell, the square began to be lively again. Some began to take off their coats and go to battle bare, while others left directly. Some female monks were more embarrassed. They didn't take them off or not. They blushed and didn't know what to do. Fortunately, Yang Zhuimeng added:

"The female monk followed Elder Shen Tu in for inspection!"

"Old man, what are they doing? Isn't it an apprenticeship meeting? How did it become an undressing party?" Dan Lingzi was confused by the strange apprenticeship meeting of the God.

"How do I know? I think it must have a deep meaning! I said, brother, that old brother Mu didn't seem to intend to throw himself into the door of God!"

"Old man, how do you know?"

"He didn't take off his clothes!"

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"Brother Dao, you are not simple! The man in black, who always stood behind him, respects him very much, and even has the same cultivation as your Taoist brother. If there is a subordinate in the early days of Mahayana, will he join the divine gate? No wonder he disdains rights and status. Such people's rights and status are at their fingertips! Huh? Brother Taoist, look, there is the third person in front of Brother Mu on the left!"

Following Qin Chuan's eyes, Dan Lingzi also looked over and exclaimed:

"White Tiger Fuwen! It's Geng Huibo's stinky boy. He's not dead!"

Geng Huibo, the former Haoyuemen White Tiger Protector! But now Uncle Geng is already a scattered repair, because Haoyuemen was destroyed 400 years ago. As for who did it, no one knows, and now it has become an unsolved case! But I didn't expect that Geng Huibo was not dead. Maybe only he knew the truth of that year!

Of course, if Geng Huibo can brazenly walk on the true fairy continent and come to participate in the apprenticeship meeting of Shenzunmen, he has indeed changed his appearance. If he hadn't taken off his coat at this moment and exposed the unique white tiger Fuwen, I'm afraid Qin Chuan and Dan Lingzi would not have recognized him.

Geng Huibo is very depressed and shocked now. Anyway, at least he is at the peak of the disaster, but just now, he was as illusioned as others!

Looking at the fallen brothers around him, it seemed that he returned to the battle of 400 years ago. There were corpses everywhere and blood everywhere. He could choose to escape like many people, but he did not do so. In the face of the tide of magic soldiers, he fought back and killed a bloody road! He had done well enough, but he did not recover from his injury, but ran back to the mountain gate with all his strength. He wanted to inform the brothers who were still in the door to leave and leave a trace of blood for the divine gate, just like he had killed all the way back to the Haoyue Gate. But there is only one younger brother practicing sword in the square!

Until now, Geng Huibo can still feel the pain when he was penetrated through his chest by a long gun, but he did not regret it, because in the illusion, when he swallowed his last breath, he heard the brother who always held him and said, "This is not a corpse, this is my brother, my family!" It was this sentence that made Geng Huibo finally put down Haoyue Gate and his identity as a white tiger guardian, and he entered the divine gate!

"As long as this stinky boy is fine! When I heard the bad news of Haoyuemen, I was sad for this stinky boy for a long time! Old man, since this stinky boy escaped, why didn't he come to us? Judging from the slightly wet corners of Dan Lingzi's eyes, he sincerely liked Geng Huibo, just like his own nephew.

"Maybe there are some difficulties. If you have a chance, ask him in private! I said, brother, what do you think of Brother Mu?"

"What do you think? To be honest, in the past few days with Brother Mu, I feel that he is a very contradictory person. On the one hand, he is calm and seems to have nothing to do with him no matter what happens! On the other hand, he gave me a sense of cruel and extravagant killing! I'm afraid you don't know anything. Just two days ago, we passed a small village on the border of Xiao, and this small village was just attacked by a group of bandits. All 300 people in the village were killed. Brother Mu took action on the spot. You didn't see the scene at that time. Black light came out of Brother Mu, 200 A mountain bandit was cut into pieces by him in an instant, and his flesh and blood flew all over. That was simply a hell!" Looking back at the beginning, Mu Lingfei with a pair of red eyes, Dan Lingzi couldn't help trembling!

"Black light?" Murmured, Qin Chuan was silent and turned his eyes to the "undressing conference" again.

"Ban, Bum, Bum!"

Three loud bells rang again. Mu Tianlang came to Yang Zhuimeng's side. After whispering, Yang Zhuimeng's face suddenly appeared excited, but he soon calmed down and took a step forward and announced loudly:

"To the same people, this is the end of the apprenticeship meeting! There is a red one left in the chest. You are the first generation of disciples of my divine family. Others, please leave quickly!"

"Red dot?" Zuo Guixing looked down at his chest. Sure enough, there was a red dot with a diameter of two inches. Thinking about it carefully, isn't it the place where the long gun of the dark shadow penetrated through his chest in his dream?

The crowded square, which was originally less than thousands of people, is now empty again, and the lipstick spots on the chest have been left, with a total of 36 people. Of course, these 36 people do not include Mu Lingfei and Luo Dingbang.

"Cold Devil, let's go too! Let's see where those people go! There may be a good show tomorrow!" Mu Lingfei smiled badly, but just as he turned around and was ready to leave, a voice full of incomparable resentment sounded from behind:

"This Taoist friend, please stay!"