Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of the great master Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! Yugong stood up in a flash. This was the first time Qiu Ming saw Yugong so disobedient. Even if the wise man came over to cause trouble, even if Qiu Ming called the wind and rain, even if the mountain god appeared, Yugong was very calm.

"Are you a witch? It's impossible, you are a Qi training man!" Yugong looked straight at Qiu Ming. He was very sure of this, and didn't Qiu Ming admit it too.

"Yugong, sit down." Qiu Ming poured another bowl of Erguotou for Yugong, "I am a Qi training man, but I am also a witch. Does anyone say that a Qi training man cannot become a witch?"

"Impossible, this is impossible. The magic power and the magic power of Qi training will conflict. You must be lying to me."

Conflict? Qiu Ming was stunned for a moment. He never felt conflicted. Qiu Ming suddenly thought of his particularity. The power in his body was formed by a mixture of three forces, family-born martial arts, Taoist martial arts, and Buddhist martial arts. This made many monks unable to see through him.

When Qiu Ming and Mujiang Yang learned Wuwen, they didn’t feel that it was difficult. He didn’t learn the art of carving in mechanisms?

Qiu Ming thought about it and reached out to Yugong: "Yugong, there is a small game in our hometown that is used to compete for strength, called arm wrestling."

Yugong looked at Qiu Ming with some pride: "Do you think I'm old? I haven't lost the competition for strength."

Yugong thought he could overwhelm Qiu Ming's arm in an instant, but when he shook hands with Qiu Ming, his expression became much more serious, and Qiu Ming's strength was much greater than he thought.

The two of them exerted their strength at the same time, and they were in a stalemate for a while. Qiu Ming also felt the horror of Yugong's strength. This was an old guy in his 90s.

Click!

The two of them stood up at the same time, and Yugong copied his hand and caught the falling wine bowl. They were too strong and they crushed the table.

"Yugong, I didn't have the means of a Qi training man just now, and I rely on my body. Isn't it a witch, can I have this body?" The table was deliberately crushed by Qiu Ming. If there was another second, Qiu Ming would be defeated in the strength of his body.

Of course, if you really do something, Qiu Ming will be confident in defeating Yugong. Not to mention that Yugong's qi and blood have begun to decline, it doesn't matter even if it doesn't. Yugong doesn't have any martial arts at all. Qiu Ming can always remember Yugong's appearance of throwing the mountain god with a big stone.

As Qiu Ming said, he took a few more poses, and Yugong was stunned. This seemed to be very similar to his physical exercise.

"Are you willing to protect this land and the people on this land?" Yugong said righteously.

"Eternal protection? Can't leave?" Qiu Ming asked.

"Of course, until you die." Yugong looked at Qiu Ming, and he saw the rejection in Qiu Ming's eyes.

Sure enough, Qiu Ming, like Zhisou, had no mind here, so he could not enter that place, which was something that the guardian could enter.

For so many years, Yugong has been looking for the right person and the one to replace him. He once considered Zhisou, but Zhisou was not a person who was willing to be a stable person, especially Zhisou actually wanted to be a servant of God, which was what he looked down upon the most!

As a witch, you should stand tall and upright, how can you be a servant? That god is not born, and the warriors of their witch clan have killed the so-called gods. This is like this. This is disrespect to their ancestors!

And it is very likely that if Zhisou goes in there again, he will destroy it, which is absolutely not possible.

"Yugong, why should we always protect this place? If there is a place that is more suitable for life, is there anything wrong with everyone moving? Is it because of your house, what is there?"

Yugong stared at Qiu Ming: "If you don't plan to keep guarding here, don't get close to my house!"

This time Qiu Ming confirmed that there must be something to guard Yugong's thatched hut in Yugong, but there are also something wrong. Since Zhishu wants to get it, why didn't Zhishu get it when Yugong went out?

Not to mention anything else, when Yugong took his children and grandchildren to bypass Taihang and Wangwu to trade in the south, it took a long time to go back and forth. This time is not enough?

If Yugong could take that thing away, then he could take it with him while working, why are you afraid that Qiu Ming would approach his thatched hut?

Unless there is a passage or something under the thatched hut, it can only be opened at a specific time, and it also takes time to open it. In this way, when Yugong is away, Zhishu cannot open it after less time.

When Yugong is back, it takes a long time to open it. Or special conditions are enough, Zhisou can't do it either.

This is just a possibility. Qiu Ming didn't know if his guess was right. Yugong didn't allow it, and he didn't plan to get close. Perhaps one day in the future, Yugong would invite him over.

"I went out for a trip and couldn't stay here forever. There is no one among your children and grandchildren who satisfy you, and they can't do it?"

Qiu Ming felt very strange. Yugong's children and grandchildren were far inferior to Yugong, and Qiu Ming had never seen Yugong's children and grandchildren pose in those postures of refining their bodies. Why didn't Yugong pass it on to them? Isn't this better if the younger you practice, the better?

This should be the more people who know this, the easier it is to protect this place. One Sun Wukong failed to make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace. What if one hundred Sun Wukong made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace at that time?

"If there is no successor in the end, then you can only choose one of them. I don't know if they can afford this responsibility." Yugong sighed.

What does it mean? It seems that the martial arts were passed on to them or harming them. This is not right? After learning the practice of war witches, they will become stronger and should be able to live longer. Isn’t this what he hopes?

Before Qiu Ming could ask, Yugong took the initiative to say: "Do you think it's a lucky thing to be a war witch? Do you know the responsibility they have to shoulder?"

"Isn't it just the people who protect this place? How many people want to become witches but cannot be obtained." Qiu Ming didn't think it was difficult to understand. Didn't Carpenter Yang protect that village? He usually did nothing and only took action when the house was in danger.

"What about the dangers that you have to go through to become a witch?"

Qiu Ming blinked his eyes. Is it dangerous to become a witch? He didn't notice that Yang Carpenter and Yang Qijin were all very smooth. There was no danger in learning Wuwen by himself?

When Yugong saw Qiu Ming's confused look, he was also very confused: "Why, you haven't been in danger?"

"No?" Qiu Ming didn't know what the danger Yugong was talking about. He had experienced many dangers, but what does this have to do with becoming a witch?

No? This is impossible!

No one can become a witch without experiencing danger. He can’t do it, Zhisou can’t do it, and Qiu Ming shouldn’t do it!

"What have you encountered in the altar? Didn't you see the afterimage of the ancestor witch?" Yugong asked.

What's the thing? Altar? The afterimage of the ancestor witch?
Chapter completed!