The Supreme Dojo is located in the south of the Holy Mountain, 600,000 miles away.
Thousands of miles around, everything belongs to the sphere of influence of the Supreme Dojo. After a hundred years of development, it has become a well-known force within hundreds of millions of miles. Thanks to the establishment of the Supreme Dojo, the status of the human race has also changed a lot, at least in the Wanhua Saint. This is true within the clan's sphere of influence.
Anyone who is not stupid knows that there are only two elders in the Supreme Dojo to maintain affairs, but these two elders killed many famous and powerful men when it was first established.
Regarding the Supreme Dojo, there is also a mysterious Taoist saying that has been circulated among the disciples for hundreds of years. Some people believe it and some do not.
"Welcome to the two elders!"
Outside the dojo, the guarding disciples couldn't wait to salute when they saw Qi Mo Luo and Feng Jiuyou returning.
"Send a message to the Nine True Legends to go to the Supreme Palace!"
Mo Luo spoke carelessly, and then led Guhuang into the interior of the dojo. Naturally, it was a refined world outside the universe, as the core area of ??the dojo.
Guhuang walked into it and was speechless all the way. He had a lot of praise for the construction and core of the dojo. The old man was worthy of being the protector of the empress, and Mo Luo would be the king of the Ten Thousand Demons Heaven in the future. The old man was poor in management. A little, but definitely not bad at teaching people.
Inside the world, a large hall stands in the sky. It is the core of the Supreme Dojo, where the Supreme Palace is located. When the three of them set foot in the Supreme Palace.
"I've met the master, I've met the elders."
The nine true disciples of the human race were already waiting in two rows. When they saw Mo Luo and Wang Lu, they bowed and saluted one by one, but no one dared to raise their heads and look directly at the two of them.
"No gifts!"
"There is actually nothing important to do in calling you here today. I just want to check your respective progress."
"If you have any questions about cultivation and martial arts, you can feel free to ask them."
"I and you, Master Mo Luo, will answer your questions one by one."
Feng Jiuyou sat on the elders' table and spoke softly to the nine true disciples. Mo Luo nodded in the same way, and Guhuang stood beside them, and the nine true disciples could not see him at all. The presence.
"Master, uncle, disciple, is there something you don't understand?"
"Why can't our human race, on the cultivation side, the martial arts side, and the wild side, not be able to awaken the power of the world? Why are we not favored by spirits? Why don't we conclude a contract with our human race?"
¡°Disciple is brave, please master and uncle please speak clearly!¡±
A young and heroic young man on the left spoke up. This problem has always troubled him, and even troubled all human beings.
"I can't answer this question because I don't know why?"
"Once upon a time, I was just as confused as you, why the human race couldn't awaken the power of the world and make a contract."
"I have been helpless, confused, and even angry, shouting about the injustice of the world."
"But no one responded to me, so I was disheartened and opened a restaurant in Huaxu City, the birthplace of the human race, and prepared for the rest of my life until I met someone."
"It is the true founder of our supreme dojo, our Taoist master. He told me what if there is no boundary power? What if there is no spiritual contract?"
"He made me see what a strong practitioner is, what the martial arts side is, and what a true strong person is."
"As long as you become strong enough, everything will be like a chicken or a dog. I have killed devils with my fists, smashed evil objects, and killed professionals from various systems."
"Don't be confused, practice hard, the future belongs to you."
Feng Jiuyou has been following Mo Luo for a long time, and he just opens his mouth and pours poisonous chicken soup. There is no need to make it up anyway.
"Master, Master, how strong is our Dao Master?"
Another petite female disciple spoke up, and everything seemed to be filled with admiration.
"Tao Master, his power is beyond unimaginable concepts. I will tell you briefly! Even if the spirits of the nine holy worlds come out together, our Tao Master can crush him with his bare hands."
"Another example is the ancestor of the Wanhua Saint Clan, who is known as the existence of the ultimate nine realms."
"Our Taoist master can also slap him to death."
"Little guys! Don't be too ambitious. You will never be able to surpass the power of the Taoist Master. You are destined to only look up to him in this life. Don't be dissatisfied."
"I don't want to be alarmist. When you see the Taoist master one day, if you can get his favor, I can teach you a few tricks and it will be enough for you."?The benefits are endless. "
Mara pulled the stopper of the gourd and drank a few big gulps of wine. He not only gave these boys hope, but also did not forget to give them a blow.
"Uncle, when can we see the Taoist Master?"
Another burly disciple spoke up, his eyes filled with endless doubts.
"My lord, Taoist Master, went to war outside the territory and will return soon."
"You will naturally be able to see it then."
"Okay, you are all making good progress in your practice. It seems that you are not lazy. Let's stop here today!"
"Little guys, come back!"
Mo Luo waved his hand gently, because he had already received the signal from Guhuang. It is important to know that everyone who comes to join the dojo as a disciple has at least secretly checked their background. This will never go wrong.
The nine true disciples bowed one by one and walked out of the Supreme Hall. After everyone left, Guhuang slowly appeared and sat directly on the throne that symbolized the Taoist master.
"Gu boy, how are you?"
"It's ancient and big, so there should be no difference!"
Feng Jiuyou and Mo Luo stood up instantly. Their expressions were quite worried. These nine disciples were usually very caring, and it was by no means as simple as it seemed.
"You two old fools, if I come back later, the Hongmeng human race will be killed by you two."
"None of the nine true disciples that you are so proud of is from the human race."
"Three races from the radiant camp, two from the Eternal Race, one from the Golden Human Race, and the last two are the incarnations of the Holy Spirit of Darkness and the Holy Spirit of Life."
"I'm surprised. If the core of the world is not on the cultivation side, how could such a peerless genius be born? None of them have small backgrounds and origins. Each of them is as big as the sky."
"Fortunately, you two are so confused that you are not too old-sighted to pass on the martial arts side-to-day skills and the practice side-to-day skills, otherwise there will be no secrets left."
¡°You have accepted me as a disciple, it¡¯s up to you to decide what to do with him!¡±
"Starting today, I will stay in seclusion to study the Dharma until Emperor Wanhua comes to visit."
After saying that, Guhuang¡¯s figure disappeared, leaving it to the two old fools to deal with it themselves. He did not directly kill the nine true disciples because it was to save face for them.
"Brother Jiuyou, what should we do now?"
"Brother Mo Luo, he is not of my race, his heart must be different, kill him!"
Feng Jiuyou doesn¡¯t have so many scruples. They are all mortal enemies of the human race, and they almost destroyed the human race. If they don¡¯t kill them, can they still keep them for the New Year? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com