In the blink of an eye, the two arrived at the martial arts training ground, and Sun Weiming imposed a ban. Everyone crowded around the martial arts training ground, and Dazhu and Sun Weiming were facing each other in the field.
Dazhu bowed and said: "Master, it's been a long time since I've had my fill. I'm rude to you. The Qi Refiner of Ziling Mountain has fulfilled my promise and asks you for advice."
Although he is cute, every word he speaks has the demeanor of a sect. He wears silver battle armor and holds a fairy sword. He calmly shouted: "The name of the sword is 'Yang Gang', look at the move, 'Purple Qi Manman'"
,go!"
The sword flew into the air, and a purple mist spread around him.
Sun Weiming was not in a hurry to respond, and wanted to see how capable he was. He used the "Om" technique to protect himself with a ball of light. He had practiced this technique to a colorless state, and there was no sign of any defensive moves at all.
The purple energy began to shrink and gathered into a purple dragon, spitting out a purple mysterious bead and spraying it directly. Everyone screamed: "Master, be careful." It seemed that this was Yan Daocheng's unique skill.
The purple mysterious bead was extremely fast at first, but once it was two feet away from me, it suddenly stopped and remained motionless in the air.
It turned out that when it hit the ball of light, Sun Weiming used the word "Ma" to freeze the Xuanzhu, and his words turned into a figure. This kind of braking made him a little unbearable.
Sun Weiming was not busy counterattacking, and said that he had used his full strength. Zilong spurted out clouds of purple energy and tried hard to activate the Xuanzhu, but the Xuanzhu still did not move. Not to mention attacking, it was difficult to even withdraw it.
Sun Weiming came out with the word "Mi", and his luck was on the surface of the mysterious bead. The purple bead was covered with a layer of light golden light. He was sweating profusely after saying this. Sun Weiming smiled and shouted: "Dazhu, be careful, I'm about to make a move."
Sun Weiming used his power and the newly trained "Fire-Burning Eagle" was released!
I saw a huge fiery red eagle in the sky, magnificent and majestic. It only used the first move of "Wing Burning", and its huge wings fanned out a powerful burning wind, blowing towards the purple dragon in mid-air.
With just this simple move, without any fancy tricks, he defeated the purple dragon.
Sun Weiming was shocked and did not dare to try again, so he dissolved the "Ma" formula. The Xuanzhu returned to Zilong smoothly. Dazhu reluctantly strengthened Zilong, took back the Yang Gang Sword, and sat cross-legged on the ground as if in collapse, meditating with his skills.
Alas, it seems that Dazhu is still lazy in practicing. This kid really needs more supervision. I will send out a little bit of true energy to help him recover quickly.
Everyone was stunned. These people had never seen the true ability of a monk, not to mention that Sun Weiming was no longer the same as he was then.
Seeing that Dazhu was fine, Sun Weiming took back his true energy and said to everyone: "Everyone go back first. In the evening, everyone will have an all-night carnival by the lake. Dazhu and I have something to talk about."
After everyone left for a while, Dazhu said: "Master, you have become so powerful."
Sun Weiming replied teasingly: "Dazhu, you are not making progress these days, what are you doing? If your master knew this, it would be strange if he didn't scold you."
Yan Daocheng said in surprise: "Master, do you know that these two years are the days when I have made the fastest progress, especially this purple dragon, which can actually be transformed into reality. I don't know how many years and months it will take to practice in the Han Empire."
Got it, I thought I could block one or two of Master's moves. Uncle Master, you are so perverted, so powerful."
Sun Weiming smiled bitterly. He didn't quite understand the reason. He only heard Dazhu talking about other things: "By the way, Master, we have all the materials needed to save Bei Feng. They are now at Shuangjian Manor. Then Liu
The master has come here several times and said that he wanted to see you. Could you please take some time to visit my uncle after he cures Bei Feng?"
"Really? Beifeng's matter can't be delayed any longer, Dazhu. I plan to go to Shuangjian Manor in the next couple of days." Sun Weiming said.
"Master, in the past two years, the Northern Alliance has been established. It has fought many battles with the Divine Sect and seems to have suffered a lot. In the southern part, we have formed an alliance with Tianwu Peak and Jinguang Cave, but Wucheng Mountain and Gulong Mountain are still there.
Talk. It is said that the divine religion is the devil's religion. Many masters in those days were controlled by the same poisonous spell as Bei Feng. Therefore, the divine religion became more and more powerful. I heard that even Hanlin City, a large sect in the central part, was annexed. Master
Uncle, it seems that a great catastrophe is coming."
Sun Weiming looked at the light and beautiful Yuluo Lake, and he had no worries in his heart. Anyway, he had to die sooner or later, and he would not sit idly by while facing the Demon Sect.
Originally, he had no particular likes or dislikes towards the so-called demons, Tao, and Buddhism, but Bei Feng's incident made him think that the evil ways must not cause them to lose their lives.
Seeing that Sun Weiming was far away, Dazhu didn't dare to say anything more. He stood quietly with me on the platform. I asked Dazhu: "By the way, how are you, Zhenjun and your master?"
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At dusk, a large group of people gathered together and sat on the ground, as if they were back in school days and having a campfire party, talking and laughing.
Aka, Adat, Ma Shuming, Ju Qian, Kongda, Anan, etc. have all completed the "Golden Medal" given to them by Sun Weiming. Their efforts are really admirable. It seems that the main reason is Kongda.
The principal is too strict. With him here, I don't have to manage Xihe Academy, and everyone can still make progress.
Everyone laughed, and Sun Weiming bowed respectfully to Kong Da and said, "Thank you for your hard work, sir. I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of everyone."
Kunda hurriedly returned the gift, "Kongda has been engaged in education for so long, and he has never seen anyone like Master. People who receive education do not need money, background, or race. I am also inspired by you."
"Konda, in my hometown this is called education without distinction. It's nothing. Everyone should have the right to education."
Kunda was deep in thought, as if he had gained a profound enlightenment. He looked at the sky and said softly: "What a man of education."
The dwarves gathered together and happily started to dance with us, much like a harvest festival.
The dance here is really special, but there is no music. Suddenly one of the dwarves shouted: "Hey, hey, hey, ho."
Then all the dwarves shouted: "Hey, hey, hey, ho."
Ma Shuming explained beside Sun Weiming: "Master, this is their labor song when mining. 'Hey, hey, hey' means holding the shovel to raise the air, and 'ho' means digging downwards."
Even dancing is related to mining. When I thought about it carefully, I understood why dwarves breathe through pores.
The air in the mining area is thin, and the aluminum and titanium content may be very high. Over time, the body structure will change.
Beating the time with a roar, this is the crowd power used by the dwarves when mining. Sun Weiming couldn't help but take a piece of bamboo and make a flute three or two times, and played the song "Millet Festival" along with the time. The dwarves were frightened.
One jump!
Ma Shuming and the others were also startled. Ma Shuming asked, "Master, what is this? The sound is so beautiful."
Sun Weiming stopped and said, "This is called a flute. It's made of bamboo. This tune is for dancing."
While he was explaining, a short winter melon wearing a robe floated down from the sky. He didn't know whether it was an enemy or a friend, and Sun Weiming couldn't help but feel nervous.
"It sounds good, it sounds good..." the man shouted.