Fantasy Dimension Plunder

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The two quarreled all the way, but Bei Minglei didn't stop it, but found it interesting.

"Hero I, the patriarch of the Great Rakshasa Sect, how could there be a son like you who can't even ride a horse!" Bei Minglei said to Wu Yong disdainfully.

"Hmph!" Wu Yong stopped talking, and instead focused on how to train the sitting horse. Bei Minglei found that Wu Yong respected his father very much, but he would not do anything that would embarrass his father.

Wu Yong was excited by Bei Minglei's words, so he stopped complaining, and the effect was excellent.

Le Wa watched Bei Minglei train Wu Yong, and never intervened. On the one hand, it was because Wu Yong had grown a lot under Bei Minglei's training these days, and at least became self-reliant. On the other hand, she also had her own troubles. That is Nangong Tiexin and Bei Mingxue.

Ever since Le Wa joined the ranks of Beiminglei and his party, she has shown unimaginable concern for Beiminglei, even caring for Beiminglei.

Lewa is interested in Beiminglei, and everyone can see it, but it angers two other women, Beiminglei's younger sister, Beimingxue, and Nangong Tiexin who disguises herself as a man.

Bei Mingxue didn't want her sister-in-law to be from the Western Regions, and Nangong Tiexin's attitude was very intriguing.

Because of the rush, it was inevitable for everyone to eat and sleep in the open. After the sun went down, everyone set up camp in the wild, set up a fire, and then prepared food. Fortunately, they were all martial arts masters, and the mountains and forests were full of wild game. They quickly set up a bonfire. Roast game.

Wu Yong was forced by Bei Minglei to find a few mushrooms to roast in the woods to eat, and when Le Wa saw Bei Minglei sitting in front of the fire roasting food, she sat beside him and offered courtesy, fanning him for a while, and cheering for him for a while. It ignites.

"Brother, are you thirsty!" Bei Mingxue took the initiative to intervene between Bei Minglei and Le Wa, handed him a water bag, and then sat down, ignoring Le Wa's ugly face.

Le Wa is from the Western Regions, and the folk customs are open. If she likes Bei Minglei, she is very straightforward. But Bei Mingxue can't understand this kind of profligate woman, and always prevents Le Wa from getting close to her brother.

How could Beiminglei fail to see the careful thinking of the two women, but he still had Xiaoyue'er in his heart, and somehow refused Lewa, so he simply let Beimingxue stand in the way.

Nangong Tiexin was on the other side of Beiminglei, seeing Le Wa deflated, he snorted triumphantly, happily roasting the pheasant.

Seeing Beiming Xuelei's attitude, Le Wa lowered her head sadly. It's not that she can't see that Beiminglei doesn't like her, but she won't give up so easily when it comes to emotional matters.

Wentian at the side had a panoramic view of their attitudes, but he lowered his head and concentrated on grilling food. When he saw Wu Yong roasting mushrooms alone, he immediately sneered.

"I didn't expect that the master of the Great Rakshasa Sect is world-class in martial arts, but his son is so useless, he can't even hunt wild game, what a useless ghost!"

"You!" Wu Yong was anxious, threw away the mushroom in his hand, and roared at Wentian: "If I know martial arts, why can't I kill game!"

"Huh!" Wentian was puzzled, "You are the only son of the suzerain, why didn't he teach you martial arts?"

Although he has never fought against him, Wentian can feel that the suzerain's strength is strong, and he is not under Bei Minglei, but he doesn't teach his son martial arts, which is really puzzling.

Wu Yong lowered his head sadly, not knowing how to answer Wentian's question.

"My eldest brother never let Ah Yong practice martial arts since he was a child, nor did he allow others to teach him!" Le Wa also puzzled: "My elder brother never explained the reason!"

Everyone was puzzled, the only one who knew the truth was Bei Minglei who had read the original book.

"That's because of the 27th limit!"

Everyone was attracted by Bei Minglei's words, especially Le Wa and Wu Yong.

"How do you know the 27th limit?"

Bei Minglei did not answer Le Wa's words, but said to himself:

"The Great Rakshasa sect's magical skill "Luosha Kui", which has been handed down since ancient times, originated from the great god of Rakshasa, and belongs to the martial arts of the gods. As long as the previous leaders practice the magic skill, they will not be able to escape the 27th limit!"

The secret of his own magical skills was revealed from an outsider, and Wu Yong was shocked: "How can you know so much!"

Bei Minglei waved his hand to calm Wu Yong, and then said: "The martial art of the gods, the cultivation of mortals will be affected, the deeper the practice of magic skills, the more serious the poison!"

"A mortal body cannot withstand its domineering yang energy. Before injuring the enemy, he injures himself first. Therefore, all suzerains have never lived past the age of 27!"

"Luo Cha Kui has too much yang energy, so a man who practices yin and yang imbalance will be injured by his excess yang energy, and will also infect future generations, causing him to be born with a disease. Even if he does not practice magic skills, he will not live past the age of 27! "

"Because a woman has a mysterious Yin body, she will not be affected by it!"

Le Wa suddenly said: "That's why Big Brother doesn't let Ah Yong practice "Rakshakui"."

"Even if you don't practice magical skills, there is a half chance that you won't live past the age of 27!" Bei Minglei shook his head.

"Your father came to the Central Plains this time because the 27th limit is approaching. On the one hand, he is looking for a master to fight at the top before he dies, and on the other hand, he wants to find a famous doctor for you to solve the 27th limit!"

"That's why you set a three-month period!" Le Wa suddenly said.

"Young master! Useless ghosts can be saved!" Although Wentian had been arguing with Wu Yong, he cared about him, after all, he was just a child.

Wu Yong was moved, but he didn't care about his own safety, but cared about his father.

"Is my father still alive?"

Bei Minglei replied regretfully: "The master's martial arts practice is too deep, there is no cure for it!"

"It's you, want to practice martial arts!"

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"You want to practice martial arts!" When Bei Minglei's words reached Wu Yong's ears, he immediately jumped up and shouted loudly.

"I want to! I want to practice martial arts!"

Wu Yong has held back this sentence for many years, especially when he saw those children of the same age as him sweating in the martial arts field one by one, that was the moment Wu Yong envied the most.

"Stupid boy, why don't you kneel down to worship your teacher!" The third uncle smiled, very happy that Bei Minglei could get another good apprentice.

Although Wu Yong has behaved like a stubborn child along the way, the third uncle has seen the essence of this child, his pride, and his perseverance. Everyone has long recognized this child.

But at this moment, Wu Yong showed hesitation, and looked at his aunt Lewa.

Wu Yong is the only son of the patriarch of the Great Rakshasa Sect. He has a special status and it is inconvenient for him to ask outsiders to be his teachers.

Bei Minglei is extremely clever, how could he not see the scruples in Wu Yong's heart.

"You are worried that I will fight your father in three months!"

Wu Yong lowered his head. In his heart, he was very willing to worship Beiminglei as his teacher, but three months later, Beiminglei will fight his father. No matter who wins, it is not the result he wants.

"Do you understand your father's pursuit in life?" Bei Minglei suddenly asked Wu Yong.

Wu Yong raised his head and thought carefully about Bei Minglei's question. Suddenly he realized that he didn't know his father well. It stands to reason that the master of the Great Rakshasa sect, regardless of talent, martial arts, wine, sex and wealth, could easily get it.

But the suzerain still went to the Central Plains to fight Bei Minglei to the death. As a son, Wu Yong really couldn't figure out what his father was thinking.

Bei Minglei looked up at the starry sky, and praised: "Your father is a hero in the world. Although he is destined to not live to be 27 years old, but his limited life did not stop him from pursuing martial arts, but made him more and more frustrated and closer. In time, he became more and more passionate about martial arts!"

"Father has been outstanding since he was a child. He is versatile in both civil and military affairs. Before he was 20 years old, he surpassed many masters and was invincible all over the world!"

"Your father knew that 27 must die, but it inspired his ambition to fight against the sky. He came to the Central Plains not to challenge me, but to challenge the 'sky'!"

Bei Minglei suddenly pointed to the sky and said: "What he wants to challenge is the fate of the 27th limit!"