Signing Into Immortal Martial World

　　 Zhao Mu didn't know that Yun Shuyu didn't mind being his pet at all for the benefit of daily feeding pill.

of course.

　　 Even if he knew it, he wouldn't have any other thoughts.

　　 Raise a big cat, at least you can lick it,

　　 can raise a woman, it is only oneself who is taken advantage of.

　　 It also affects the speed of drawing the sword.

　　 The gain is not worth the loss.

　　 After a while.

　　The fragrance of tea curled up, Zhao Mu stroked the grunting Congxin with one hand, and looked out of the study:

　　 "Hong Yazi, you are here, why hide your head and show your tail."

　　 Yun Shuyu furrowed his eyebrows slightly, and followed the voice to look out.

　　 The spirit is frozen, reflecting the surroundings.

　　 The god-refining method of the Hei Tian Shu has long pushed her to the eighth realm of the mortal realm.

　　 As expected, a seemingly long Qi machine appeared in the perception.

　　 "His Royal Highness still has a high level and a keen sense of consciousness."

　　 Yun Shuyu said with emotion.

　　 "I didn't even notice it at all, it was really careless."

　　 After being drunk by Zhao Mu, he appeared from behind the rockery in a red robe.

　　 Hong Yazi had a look of uncertainty on his face. He wanted to find the leader of the dragon guard and report on the recent movement of the Demon Sect.

　　 Before getting close to the underground palace, he was spotted by a handsome young man sitting in his study.

　　 "With my eyesight, I can't tell the depth of this person!"

　　 Hong Yazi's heart "cocked", pretending to be calm, and smiled:

　　 "It has long been heard that the masters of the imperial city are like a cloud, but I did not expect that even in the cold palace, there are such extraordinary people as little friends."

　　 Although his face is only twenty, his actual age is not like that.

　　 called a little friend, there is no problem.

　　 The corners of Zhao Mu's mouth turned slightly, and he didn't answer.

　　 just shattered the teacup with his fingers, and the boiling water seemed to be stagnant, suddenly floating in the air.

　　 Adverse luck and true energy, turn the strong yang into feminine, and instantly condense a "life and death talisman" thin as a cicada's wings.

　　 Seeing this scene, Hong Yazi's pupils tightened, seeming to be extremely shocked.

　　 "Your excellency is... a disciple of the chief?"

　　 He quickly changed his name, showing a respectful side.

　　 Zhao Mu shook his head and said lightly:

　　 "Since it's here, let's go with a cup of tea."

　　 Yun Shuyu was silent, brewing tea.

　　 A prestigious master like the Scarlet Heart Guru meets His Royal Highness, it's like a mouse seeing a cat.

　　 This love and this scene made her inner worship of the gods and mystery become firmer.

　　 "I happen to be a bit thirsty too..."

　　 Hong Yazi agreed.

　　 His complexion was overcast and sunny.

　　 He had a vague guess in his heart, but he didn't want to admit it.

　　 What is certain is that the handsome boy sitting in the study is not an old monster who is pretending to be tender.

　　 The man sits still, full of life, as if the sun is rising.

　　 is obviously a sign of vigorous blood.

　　This is nothing to hide from the heart-hearted leader of the Eightfold Mortal Realm.

　　 "Dare to ask... but His Royal Highness the Ten Princes?"

　　 Hong Yazi walked slowly into the study, kneeling on the couch with his legs.

　　 "Exactly."

　　 Zhao Mu nodded.

　　 "The punch that killed Yuanli, Sitianjian..."

　　 Hong Yazi's face is even more ugly.

"it's me."

　　 Zhao Mu nodded.

　　 "The last time I planted the Talisman of Life and Death..."

　　 Hong Yazi asked a little hard.

"also me."

　　 Zhao Mu answered calmly.

　　 There was silence in the study.

　　 Hong Yazi looked at the steaming cup of tea, only feeling like swallowing a piece of coptis, full of bitter taste.

　　 He has never been so momentous, and his heart is full of frustration.

　　 "His Royal Highness...Isn't it time for the crown?"

　　 The leader of the Red Heart questioned.

　　 "The year of proper haircutting."

　　 Zhao Mu smiled gently.

　　 Hong Yazi was completely speechless.

Fifteen!

　　 Nine layers of mortals!

　　 Innate Great Master!

　　 This person has started practicing since he beat his mother?

　　 "There is no commander at all, from the beginning to the end is your Highness..."

　　 No matter what Hong Yazi said to convince himself, he couldn't figure it out.

　　 Why is there a fifteen-year-old innate master in this world!

　　 Why?

　　 The red-hearted leader growled silently.

　　The road of martial arts, pay attention to sincerity.

　　 He has been hammering his body since he was eight years old.

　　 In order to maintain the heart of bravery and diligence, even the teachings are charming and charming, sucking the marrow and eating the bones, so that the human body can experience infinite beauty, the extremely gentle sisters, sisters, and mothers.

　　 Hong Yazi resisted the temptation stubbornly, did not double cultivate with him, and maintains his boyhood.

　　 can be said to be the clear stream among the coquettish **** in the magic door.

　　 Such a firm will and hard work.

　　 Only then has he been able to break through the eight layers of the mortal realm, condense the will of martial arts, and become a master on the Zhou Tian list.

　　 The ten princes who can sit in front of you?

　　 He is only fifteen years old!

　　 "Master still praised me for my outstanding talents, and compared with His Highness... Oh, let alone, maybe it is a frog at the bottom of my well, short-sighted, and I have never seen such an outstanding person like His Highness."

　　 Hong Yazi picked up the teacup and took a sip.

　　 "The Yuan Emperor's adventures a thousand years ago, with strong luck, only entered the congenital realm at the age of twenty-five, and became the master of martial arts."

　　 "Compared with Your Highness, it is also inferior."

　　 Zhao Mu was not humble, and nodded slightly.

　　 He can have today's achievements, most of which are based on his own hard work.

　　I think of people spending decades accumulating themselves and honing martial arts.

　　 But he has to run around, branding the mark of the road.

　　 So, it is indeed...a bit tired.

　　 "What's happening at the magic gate?"

　　 After revealing his identity and terribly frightening Hong Yazi, Zhao Mu asked.

　　 There is not much time left before the emperor’s birthday banquet.

　　 The six magic gates, there should be action too.

　　 "A few days ago, we met on the Purple Mountain..."

　　 Hong Yazi did not hide it, and now his life is in the hands of the ten prince.

　　Moving those crooked thoughts and thinking carefully is no different from actively seeking death.

　　Furthermore, the fifteen-year-old innate master may not be impossible to hit the tenth mortal realm in the future, the martial artist is immortal.

　　 If you can put this thigh on, it would be nice to be a twenty-five boy.

　　 Hong Yazi deserves to be the clear stream of the magic door, and soon adjusted his mentality and replaced it in the role of doglegs.

　　 "You said, Wu'anhou is the master behind the scenes?"

　　 Zhao Mu's eyes flashed, which he didn't expect.

　　 The Lord Hou, known as the pillar of the Great Zhou Kingdom, actually took the initiative to collude with the Demon Sect.

　　What does he want?

　　 Break through the mortal realm nine layers, innate great master?

　　 Or.

　　 Create a new dynasty again?

　　 The answer Zhao Mu guessed is no different from others.

　　 "Wu Anhou himself said that he wanted to win the tenth mortal realm and become a martial arts immortal."

　　 Hong Yazi explained.

　　 Use the dynasty's luck to refine the Longyuan Great Pill.

　　 If Wu Anhou took the initiative to break this secret, he might have been kept in the dark.

　　 "Long Yuan Great Pill...Hong Yazi, you are also the leader of the Demon Sect at any rate, you don't even know about this?"

　　 Zhao Mu joked.

　　 "Your Highness, you don't know anything."

　　 Hong Yazi said embarrassingly.

　　 "There are still two Supreme Elders pressing on my head. I will judge the major issues in the teaching, and they will decide on the minor issues in one word."

　　 Zhao Mu was taken aback for a moment, and asked curiously:

　　 "Is there anything wrong with this?"

　　 Hong Yazi smiled bitterly:

　　 "But those two supreme elders~www.NovelMTL.com~ are both the martial arts realm of innate masters. In front of them, no matter how big things are in the teaching, it is a trivial matter."

　　 Zhao Mu laughed dumbly.

　　 After thinking about it carefully, it made sense.

　　 If Hong Yazi is in the Momen, he has a very high status in the Red Heart Sect.

　　 There is no need to ask for everything and take refuge in oneself.

　　 "His Royal Highness, there are three masters sent by the Holy Sect, you must pay attention to."

　　 Hong Yazi reminded.

　　 "One is Yang Xiu, a sick scholar from Yinskue Mountain. This person cultivates "Jueju Condensing Yin Qi" by making himself into a zombie, invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire."

　　 "There are seven levels of martial arts in that martial arts, the first is white zombies, then black zombies, and then purple zombies. These three stages are equivalent to the six levels of mortal realm."

　　 "Later stiff jumping, flying stiff, drought, corpse..."

　　Since he became a second-to-five boy, Hong Yazi directly explained the many masters in the Six Demon Sects and all the details.

　　 After listening to the story, Zhao Mu remembered the names of three people.

　　 Yin Mule Mountain, the sick scholar Yang Xiu, the congenital great master.

　　The Palace of Longevity, Gu Hongzi, the innate great master.

　　 There is also Mrs. Xuanyu who carries a magic weapon.

　　 "In addition, there is still a mysterious Wuanhou who looks at flowers in the mist."

　　 Zhao Mu wondered if he had encountered these four people.

　　 Is he sure of this, kill them all.

　　 "Since they are all masters who have been famous for a long time, they must have their own cards...Looking at it this way, my choice of dormancy is the right choice."

　　 Zhao Mu's eyes are faint.

　　 Recently, I need to find a few more suitable places to imprint the Dao Mark, so that I can break through the gods.