Mo Qingyi and Wang Yuan quickly left the wild forest.

Wang Yuan originally thought he was going to some hidden place.

But this time, I came to a mountain gate.

From a distance, this place is like a copycat, with a huge plaque with three words written on it.

Godsmen!

Wang Yuan was stunned for a moment. If he hadn't known that he was learning stick skills, he would have thought he had come to the fortune teller's territory!

"It's this?"

Wang Yuan blinked and asked.

Hearing this, Mo Qingyi nodded and then said, "This place is so dilapidated, but the Shenpu Sect was once one of the sects of Tianwaitian. Their stick skills are unique in the world and are very extraordinary."

"But their sect leader... is already a useless person, and their stick skills are gradually lost. In this generation, there are almost no one who can join their sect."

"So, the sect leader told me that if someone with a talent is brought over, he will give full help and teach his secrets."

After Mo Qingyi finished speaking, Wang Yuan realized it.

But, a useless person?

How do you teach yourself how to practice stick method?

"Brother Qingyi, do you think he is a useless person? This..."

Mo Qingyi suddenly understood what Wang Yuan meant and hurriedly said, "It's not the kind of useless person you imagine, but... his dantian was destroyed, and his strength had fallen to the small star position. It was insignificant and could not even compare to the inner disciples of Tianwai Tian. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a useless person."

"At least, that's what he said."

Mo Qingyi's words made Wang Yuan understand.

The realm of the small star position is not enough, so people are naturally qualified to teach themselves.

"Let's go, go in."

As he said that, Mo Qingyi took Wang Yuan directly into the sacred stick gate.

It’s really as Mo Qingyi said, there are really few people here.

It looks like there are more than 20 people.

Not even as good as the mountaintops of Hongye and the others!

Soon, they arrived in the village without any obstacles. As soon as they entered, they heard a hearty laugh.

"Hahaha, Lao Mo, you are indeed here."

While speaking, Wang Yuan saw a hunched old man, who was lean and thin, looking a little vulgar.

Especially those two beards, they really magnified this vulgarity countless times.

"Oh, this is the genius young man you are talking about, right?"

"I'll take a look..."

"Well... Not bad, it's smart, my eyes reveal my cleverness. I'm not a smart person, I can't learn my stick method. OK! He's very good, he's the only one!"

"I like!"

The little old man spoke directly, which made Wang Yuan confused.

This is how smart you are at first sight?

How did this guy see it?

"Hahaha, old stick, I have found a young man with good talent as required. In one month, you can teach him and teach him your stick skills."

"Don't worry, he will pass on the legacy of your charlatan Sect in the future."

Mo Qingyi spoke directly, without asking Wang Yuan. Just saying such words surprised Wang Yuan a little.

He was not very interested in inheriting any sect. All he had to do was to save Qianlong.

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter if the sect inheritance is available, but boy, you have to promise me the stick method I taught you. If you find a suitable kid in the future, you have to pass it on to me, do you know?"

The old stick looked at Wang Yuan and spoke directly.

"Don't worry, senior, junior."

Wang Yuan did not refuse either. There was really one day that he had to teach it.

"Okay, young man, look at you, you're ready."

"Come on, put this armor on your body."

As he said that, the old stick threw it to Wang Yuan directly.

Wang Yuan didn't think much about it. After he subconsciously opened it, he was stunned for a moment.

There is indeed armor here!

It's just this armor, why is it so weird!

There is an iron helmet and an iron pants.

Apart from that, there is nothing?

"Is this...is armor?"

Wang Yuan looked puzzled. As soon as he said this, the old stick suddenly laughed.

"Of course, this is armor. How about it, this armor is good,"

"Come on, young man, to avoid injury, put it on quickly and don't ask why."

The old stick smiled, leaving Wang Yuan speechless.

But after thinking about it, I still put it on my body.

Not to mention, these shorts are really close to each other, and they are not as uncomfortable as they thought.

The same goes for the helmet, and it fits very well.

Then, the old stick took two sticks that looked hard but were indeed made of cotton and linen.

There is only a stick as thick as a finger inside the stick.

The rest of the outside is covered with cotton and linen, and it doesn’t hurt when you hit your body.

"I'll use this to teach you to keep it."

The old stick threw one to Wang Yuan and took one himself.

Then, he led Wang Yuan outside.

"Young man, you have reached a slight success, which is pretty good."

"I suppress my cultivation and use a slight success to deal with you."

"You have to be careful!"

"Old stick, my stick technique is the best in the world!"

After the old stick finished speaking, he directly hit Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan didn't think much about it. Maybe he was practicing this stick technique for himself?

But……

After the fight, Wang Yuan was stunned!

This old guy is not teaching himself how to play sticks, he is clearly teaching himself to be a hooligan!

He finally brought these shorts with him!

His sticks, no other place, were all heading towards his crotch.

That's so tricky, that's so vulgar!

"Hahaha, young man, how about it? I am a good charlatan, right?"

"Young man, there are too many stick techniques in this world, but this stick technique is rare in the world!"

"What is the most vulnerable position of a person? One is the head above and the other is the crotch below."

"The head is not easy to hit, so we mainly hit the crotch."

"We have been passed down for so many years. We can be very mature in various offensive routes and have already had a perfect set of moves."

The old stick explained while attacking.

Wang Yuan was really convinced. He was always defending and even clamping his legs, but the old stick's stick was like a loach, unpredictable!

So, in just a few minutes, my crotch was knocked at least a hundred times.

If I really started to do this, my egg would have been broken long ago!

At this time, Wang Yuan understood what the method of this sage stick sect was!

And why is this so-called sect leader so vulgar?
Chapter completed!