Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

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In reality, there are three poles in the sun.

"Stop! Don't hit me any more!"

Meng Lang yelled, and sat up suddenly. He opened his eyes and saw that the bad friends in the room were all looking at him as if they were fools. He blinked his eyes twice and smiled mischievously.

"What's inside, how many brothers are there?"

Zhuge Qing leaned over with great interest, squatted beside Meng Lang and raised his hand to hook his neck:

"Lao Meng, everyone is very curious. Your Majesty doesn't want to stop now, and your Majesty doesn't want to stop later. What kind of dream did you have last night?"

Meng Lang: (￣ー￣)...

"Be your sister!"

"Why are you still scolding people?"

"I'm not swearing, I'm telling the truth. What, you're not convinced? Well, now assign today's new task, you go to inform the neon that the competition between Guan Gu and Liu Sheng has been moved to September 9th, Beat anyone who disagrees."

Zhuge Fox's head was full of black lines: "...All right, then who will go with me?"

"Aren't you very brave just now? Of course you go by yourself!"

Zhuge Qing: (｀⌒??メ)!

"Meng, don't go too far! Even if there is no labor law in our country, at least there is an animal protection law, right?

Penglai Island is so big, even after yesterday's incident, there are still more than a dozen of those neon kendo sects left. If they make trouble collectively, you let me take the head off? "

"Okay~ Then I'll send you two more people. Except for Zhang Chulan, you can take two of the goods in the room. There are no masters at Nihong now. If three people go together, even if you can't beat them , it’s okay to run back and shake people.”

"Just waiting for your words!"

Zhuge Fox agreed, and casually picked up Wang Ye, who was still napping, and pulled him out of the room under the latter's bewildered expression.

"Ah Sheng, come here too. Ah Guan has changed to fire method now. There are only three of us warlocks left in the room. After a while, I will take you to Xiaolanke Mountain to open your eyes. It is a treasure land!"

Watching the three of them go out, Meng twisted his neck, which was stiff from sleeping, and stretched leisurely: "It's getting late, I should go back and have a look."

With that said, meng lang got up and walked out the door.

"Oh, by the way, Chu Lan, come with me, and while I have time in these two days, I, the master, will give you the first class first."

"Good Master! No problem Master!"

Zhang Chulan grinned, and followed behind Meng, completely dazzled by the joy of "joining the world's number one expert to teach with all his pockets", and didn't notice the gradual corners of his unscrupulous master's mouth.

When the two returned to Meng Lang's original residence, Meng took a cursory glance with his knowledgeable domineering arrogance, and after confirming that there were only two people inside, he opened the door and entered.

"Baby! Didn't you say that your hands are itchy recently? I brought you a sandbag!"

Zhang Chulan: ∑(o_o;)? ? ?

"What?"

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s: The first update.

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Chapter 275 The upcoming event

Ten minutes later, Meng Lang brought two girls to Zhang Chulan.

"Boy, do you know why I accepted you as an apprentice?"

"Is it because Master likes me?"

"Well, this is one reason, and more importantly, I admire your character."

"My character?"

"That's right, from the first moment I saw you, kid, I could see that you are pure, honest and honest, just like a teacher!"

"Master... are you sure you're not scolding me?"

"Of course not! I'm notoriously clumsy as a teacher, how can I curse?"

Zhang Chulan: 彡(-_-)彡

"Okay, master, as long as you are happy."

"Okay, let's get down to business. I called you here today mainly to give you a thorough understanding. Ten days later, the Mid-Autumn Festival will hold a grand meeting for the Teachers' Association. At that time, you will accept the challenges of young disciples from various sects as the champion."

"What?! Meng... Master, are you kidding me?!"

"I'm a clumsy teacher, I can't even swear, and naturally I can't make jokes."

"But it's been less than a week since I started! Before that, I hadn't practiced for ten years!"

"Well, I know, what's the problem?"

"It's a big problem! From before to the Mid-Autumn Festival, it's only been half a month since I was fully trained. You have the heart to let me practice kung fu for half a month to fight those animals that have been practicing for decades?"

"Don't worry~" Meng Lang patted Bilian on the shoulder nonchalantly, "Since I dare to let you go, I will definitely not smash my own brand, and I will use these ten days to help you reborn."

"Gulu..." Zhang Chulan swallowed reluctantly, and his master's swearing tone made him feel that things seemed to be getting worse, "Then I wonder how you plan to train me, master?"

Meng smiled slightly, reached into his pocket and stroked the flat peach core inside, crushed the skin with his fingertips, took out the peach kernels and handed it to Zhang Chulan.

"As the saying goes, the way to practice martial arts is to train the muscles, bones and skin on the outside, and to train the breath inside! Come, eat this peach kernel first."

Zhang Chulan took the peach kernel without hesitation and put it in his mouth: "Master, this thing has no taste? You give it to me... Uh! What is it?"

Zhang Chulan's eyes widened in surprise as she felt a powerful qi pouring out of her dantian in her body.

"Don't be too surprised, have you seen martial arts? The peach pit just now is the so-called treasure of heaven and earth, which can make up for your lack of skill."

Facing Bilian's grateful eyes, someone Meng patted him on the shoulder again: "I'm not even willing to feed your two mistresses. Practice hard, and don't embarrass me after ten days."

"Yes!" Zhang Chulan hurriedly stood upright, but then scratched her head again, "Master, after eating this treasure, I understand what you just said about internal training, but what does external training mean? "

"Oh, this question is also very simple." Meng Lang turned his back to his apprentice, took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Mrs. Gua, "Baby, take off the head of the shovel and hit his acupuncture points with a stick, no need Hold on."

Feng Baobao: ??(??????)??