"Alas" Tang Xinao closed his eyes tightly, lost his spirit, and was somewhat decadent.
"It's all right, it's all right." He shook his head and looked at Wu Yu again. He said weakly, "I don't force you either. I only teach you my skills, not accept you as a disciple."
Wu Yumo was silent. He was in trouble again. Why did the elder pick him up?
He straightened up and bowed to Tang Xinao to express his thanks.
"Master, thank you so much for your kindness to me, but I've always been comfortable and used to it. I'm afraid that after I accept your skill, I can't carry it forward, which will disappoint your good intentions and miss the big event. So please find someone else."
Tang Xin stood proudly in the air and floated out of the world. He was just like the exiled immortals in the world, but now he was a little angry, even his forehead had blue veins.
In those days, he swept the world and scorned all the heroes. Everyone in the world dared not fear him, and everyone was afraid of him. But today, a yellow haired boy refused him twice and again, which was beyond his face.
"Boy, you know how many people wanted to be my successor in the past, but I didn't like it. Today, I have retired and asked for the second time. I don't accept you as an apprentice, but I only pass on your skills. But you dare to refuse. You are very brave." He was a little cold, and his voice even contained a hint of threat.
Wu Yu felt cold. Tang Xinao would not have been angry. He wanted to attack him. It was too petty.
I think it's too difficult.
"Kaka"
The thunder was thundering, and the seven color lightning slanted down and bombarded the mountain protection array. The black barrier made cracks, as if it would break at any time.
Tang Xinyao stared at the sky, and his face was heavy.
"Boy, you don't have much time. If you don't make a quick decision, I'm sure everyone here will die."
"Master, what do you mean? And what's the matter with these lightning bolts?" Wu Yu looks ugly.
Hearing the words, Tang Xinao was full of energy, with a proud face and a proud tone.
"This is the great method I created in the past. On the day of its completion, God punished me with thunder. It automatically locked me. As soon as I appeared, terrible thunder would come out, trying to destroy me completely."
"So how did you become complacent, master?"
"Of course, he was killed by thunder!" Tang Xinao was in high spirits and his nose was almost up in the sky.
Wu Yu's face was livid. Is this man a madman? He was killed by thunder robbery. There is only a trace of residual memory. He is still so proud now.
If he is not defeated, Wu Yu would like to destroy his memory now, let him completely return to the earth, and then let Lei Robbe go.
"Boy, what's your look? I tell you that only when the immeasurable Dharma is born, the sky will send down the thunder robbery, and the thunder robbery is more powerful, which means that the created Dharma is more rebellious, and my thunder robbery is the nine day chaos thunder robbery that has never been seen before."
"These thunder robberies are God's approval of my skills! It shows that my skills have reached the extreme."
In response to his words, the thunder above is even more terrible. It constantly bombards the mountain protection array, and the cracks are constantly expanding, which may break up and turn into pieces at any time.
Wu Yu was shocked. He had already felt the terrible energy coming from the crack. He believed that every bolt of lightning could split the mountain and turn it into nothingness. Moreover, this was just the tip of the iceberg. The real energy core had not yet been transmitted.
Tang Xinyao didn't cheat him. If thunder came, he or Luo Lingxuan would only face one result, death! Moreover, the spirit of God is completely destroyed, and every bit of it is not left.
"So, boy, I'll give you another chance. You'd better think about it again, otherwise, hum hum" Tang Xinyao's eyes were burning and his words were full of provocations.
Wu Yu is speechless. He really doesn't want to be infected with such a big cause and effect. In his opinion, if he gets this magic skill today, he will return it in another way someday.
He is a little cramped, breathing even a little disordered. Once this cause and effect is infected, whether he wants to or not, he can no longer be independent and can no longer live a peaceful life.
However, if he refuses, even if Tang Xinyao doesn't embarrass him, he and Luo Lingxuan will be killed here by thunder and turned into dust.
He seems to be used to being alone. Even if he dies today and turns into dust, after that, there will only be that troublesome sister who will cry bitterly and be heartbroken.
The vast majority of people will only regard this as the withered leaves falling in autumn, and no one will pay attention to his bleakness and wandering.
But Luo Lingxuan and others are different from him.
Luo Lingxuan is the pride of heaven. Too many people carry hope on her and look forward to her rise. If she falls down here today, too many people will regret and be disappointed, then sigh, and finally scold God for injustice.
Although Xu Xiaoran is a fool, with her personality, there should be many people who cherish her. If she falls today, how many people will cry for her.
As for Liu Fei, let's forget it.
Wu Yu is full of sadness. He doesn't want to be a 'great villain' who destroys people's future. After a long sigh, he asks Tang Xinao, who is staring at him intently.
"Master, what will happen if I inherit your skills?"
"I will get rid of my obsession and return to the loess. Lei Jie will also disappear after he doesn't notice my breath, and you will be saved if he doesn't appear again." Tang Xinao looked into his eyes with a calm voice.
"OK, I promise you." Wu Yu closed his eyes painfully after saying that he knew he could never live a peaceful life again.
I'm so miserable. I just want to live in peace. Why is it so difficult?
Tang Xinao did not know Wu Yu's idea at this time. Of course, if he knew, he would slap him and shout at Wu Yu's bear face.
Tang Xinao points out a black light, shoots into Wu Yu's eyebrows, and enters his Lingtai.
"This is the principle of art. Don't resist it. Accept it carefully."
Wu Yu's eyebrows began to ache violently, and he felt that the huge pieces of Tao were gathering on his platform, as if to fill his whole brain.
"Ah!!!" Wu Yu held his head and groaned bitterly. He felt that his head would explode at any time. His mourning platform was many times more powerful than that of ordinary friars of the same level, but now he also felt that the Tao was huge, and these fragments seemed endless.
On the one hand, Tang Xinao was surprised that in order to save time, he had accelerated a lot to let Wu Yu bear the limit of his realm. But Wu Yu's Lingtai was even stronger than he thought, far from reaching his own limit.
"I want to see where your limit is." His eyes are Zhan Zhan, and he is interested. The black light is surging, and even more huge. He speeds up again.
The pain became more intense, as if the nerve would burst at any time.
"Ah! It hurts!" he shouted.
"Ah ah! I'm your grandma's leg!"
Wu Yu has always considered himself a civilized man, but now he can't help cursing.