Zhao Xiaomao, leader of the Demon Cult

Master Mo Yunsheng's face was still cold. There were a total of nine senior brothers and the younger disciples who came with Zhao Kitty. Qin Yan looked fierce as he watched Zhao Kitty break his hand. There was a clucking sound from the joints, which made Zhao Kitty shiver all over.

Mo Yunsheng said: "The leader of my teaching is the foundation of the teaching. Before apprenticeship, you should pay homage to the leader! Come with me!"

Zhao Kitten followed behind Mo Yunsheng. He had read the religious rules yesterday and knew that a new low-level non-religious disciple like himself must walk behind the senior brothers. The nine disciples in front of him followed Mo Yun in order. After the promotion, the first one is senior brother Qin Yan, the second one is the gray-haired second senior brother Yang Wugong, followed by third senior brother Gu Gu, fourth senior brother Yue Wu, fifth senior brother Yin Feifei, sixth senior brother Yun Paopao, seventh senior brother Wei Man Man Man, Eighth Senior Brother Jin Songsong and his Ninth Senior Brother Qiming went to call him.

A group of people walked into the main hall respectfully, and saw that the main hall was full of screens, and the screens were placed very carefully. They were divided into four squares, two at the front and two at the front, and each square had 28 screens. There are [-] rows and [-] columns. There are paintings on each screen, some are figures, some are landscapes, some are footprints, and some don’t know what they are, and they are in a mess.

Zhao Kitten pointed to those screens and asked, "What is this?"

Qin Yan continued to wrestle his wrists, looked at Zhao Xiaomao contemptuously, and snorted, "Look for a fight!"

Ninth Senior Brother Qiming, who was about the same age as Zhao Kitten, tugged at the corner of Zhao Kitten's clothes and whispered, "Don't point at them, these are the portraits of past leaders!"

Zhao Kitten was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand back. It was written in the canon that anyone who insulted the late leader of the God Cult would have one finger cut off for each insult!

Mo Yunsheng brought Zhao Kitten to the innermost screen, and said, "Because there are too many teachers in my church, it is too late for everyone to draw portraits and build sculptures, so I use the screen to post portraits instead. This one you should Do you know who the priest is?"

Zhao Xiaomao looked at the screen, only to see a person painted on the screen with a flower on his head, he thought silently in his heart, it seems that only in the time of the first generation leader, it was fashionable for men to wear flowers, so he said : "This is the founder of the Divine Cult, Patriarch Moyun. It is said that he can smash a mountain with one kick. He once fought with decent people for three months, and finally beheaded hundreds of decent masters under the sword!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Xiaomao secretly looked at Mo Yunsheng. Mo Yunsheng had no expression on his face, and he didn't know whether he was satisfied with the answer. He only heard Mo Yunsheng say: "Kneel down and kowtow! Hierarch, you need to kowtow eight heads!"

Zhao Kitten knelt down respectfully, looked at the man wearing flowers in the portrait, and thought to himself: These chrysanthemums are still pretty flowers!

He said in his mouth: "Disciple Zhao Xiaomao pays homage to the patriarch!" As he said, he kowtowed. After eight kowtows, Mo Yunsheng took him to the next screen. Vaguely distinguish appearance.

Mo Yunsheng said: "Continue to kowtow!"

Zhao Kitten knelt down and kowtowed again.When Zhao Kitten kowtowed, Mo Yunsheng began to explain the name of the leader, and sometimes asked about related deeds.

Zhao Kitten answered honestly.

When he came to the third screen, Mo Yunsheng said, "Kowtow!"

Zhao Kitten kowtowed again.

The fourth screen, the fifth screen, the sixth screen...

When he came to the tenth screen, Mo Yunsheng was too lazy to speak anymore, and he didn't want to talk about who the patriarch was, anyway, just kowtow!

When he came to the third screen on the 120th, Zhao Xiaomao was already so tired that his back hurt. Seeing a landscape painted on the screen, he couldn't help asking: "Master, why is there a landscape painted here?"

Mo Yunsheng said coldly: "If you don't memorize the teaching rules well, you should be expelled from the school!"

Zhao Kitten trembled in fright, and hurriedly said: "Don't, don't! I remembered, this must be Yun Feiyang, the 120th third-generation leader of my teaching. He has only been in office for one day. Martyred for a famous landscape!"

Mo Yunsheng no longer mentioned the matter of being expelled from the teacher's school, and looked at Zhao Kitten with his hands behind his back and kowtowed numbly.

At noon, Zhao Xiaomao had only worshiped half of the leader, and he was almost exhausted. At this time, there was a blank sheet of paper in front of him with nothing on it. It was the portrait of the 720th generation leader. He had just ascended to the throne of the leader, and he only had time to shout "Hahaha, I am finally the leader!" and was stabbed to death by his junior brother with a sword. It's the leader!"

Because the time in office is too short, there is no time to draw a portrait, let alone leave anything behind, so I can only use a blank piece of paper instead...

When the sun was westward, the hungry Zhao Xiaomao finally finished worshiping all the 230 or [-] leaders of the God Sect. His back was so sore that he couldn't straighten up at all.

The black shadow of Mo Yunsheng was waiting at the entrance of the main hall. At first he had the patience to watch it by himself, but later he got tired, so he asked Qin Yan to supervise him. The muscular Qin Yan mentioned Zhao Kitten who was too tired to get up. Throwing it on the ground at the entrance of the main hall, Mo Yunsheng was condescending, and said in a cold voice, "Okay, let's start apprenticeship now!"

Zhao Kitten lay on the ground, put his palms together, and swayed twice, barely kowtowing to his teacher...

Ninth Senior Brother Qiming handed Zhao Kitten a steamed bun and a pot of water, and Zhao Kitten swallowed it. Qin Yan said to the remaining eight juniors: "Zhao Kitten is considered a beginner now. He is the youngest. He is the latest one, and the worst skill, from now on we will call him Junior Brother!"

The eight junior brothers immediately responded loudly: "Yes! Senior brother!"

Qin Yan nodded in satisfaction, and stood beside Mo Yunsheng with his hands behind his back, waiting for Master to speak.

Mo Yunsheng waited for Zhao Kitty to finish eating the steamed buns, and said, "Since you have entered our sect, you must practice martial arts seriously! The reason why my divine sect is strong is that every disciple is a hardworking person! We are members of the divine sect. The Moyun Sect, the Xuanwu Sect, the Qiyao Sect, and the Huanglu Sect also have martial arts competitions within each sect, and there is a martial arts competition between each faction every three months. Among the divine religions, it is held once a year Martial arts competition! A big competition will be held every three years, and the last ten contestants from each faction will be expelled from our sect!"

Zhao Xiaomao almost choked to death. In yesterday's traffic regulations, there were not so many contests...

Mo Yunsheng gave Zhao Kitty a disdainful look, and said, "I heard from your elder brother that your foundation is very poor, you have no foundation at all, and you need to step up your practice. The teacher will personally expel you from this sect!"

Zhao Kitten immediately jumped up, clenched his fists, and shouted loudly: "Yes! Master, I must practice martial arts seriously!"

Mo Yunsheng nodded, looked at the sky, and said: "It's not too early, Qin Yan, you take Zhao Kitten to his own room, and ask him exactly what kind of exercises he wants to practice! Starting tomorrow, the official Practice. It will be the day of the faction competition, if you don't live up to it this time, I will expel you all from this sect!"

All the disciples were shocked, and they all looked at Mo Yunsheng with fearful eyes.

After Mo Yunsheng finished speaking, he left, and all the disciples surrounded Zhao Kitten: "Little brother, don't sleep tonight, hurry up and practice!"

Zhao Xiaomao asked the senior brothers weakly: "Senior brother, when is the day for the faction competition?"

All the disciples had lingering fears: "Ten days later..."

A thunderbolt from the blue sky exploded on Zhao Xiaomao's head, and Zhao Xiaomao asked with the last hope: "Brothers, is there anyone in this teaching who started later than me? Or younger than me? Or the old ones can’t walk?”

The second senior brother Yang Wugong gave Zhao Xiaomao a very sympathetic look, stroked his gray beard, and said, "Little brother, you don't know something, we all saw you when you were running in the martial arts field yesterday, and everyone agreed that, You... are the worst one!"

All the senior brothers looked at Zhao Xiaomao and shook their heads helplessly, sighing in a low voice, and Jin tightly said, "Little brother, let's be sad!"

Zhao Xiaomao jumped up from the ground with a swish, his feet spread apart, his arms slightly bent, he wiped his nose with his thumb, and shouted: "Ah-hit!", looking like Bruce Lee, a future kung fu master.

It's a pity that Zhao Xiaomao's senior brothers couldn't appreciate this posture, Qin Yan shouted angrily: "Zhao Xiaomao!"

Zhao Kitten stood on both feet immediately, and said loudly: "I absolutely don't want to be sad! I must become a first-class master within these ten days!"

Several senior brothers began to despise Zhao Xiaomao's whimsical ideas, but Qin Yan admired him more: "Okay! Junior brother, have ambition! I like you, so, for these ten days, just give yourself to me completely! "

Zhao Xiaomao felt that there was something wrong with this remark. He turned his eyes to Qin Yan, and saw that Qin Yan, whose muscles were all tangled, was holding on to his dark red belt.

The brothers quickly explained to Zhao Xiaomao: "Little brother, don't misunderstand, this is a habitual action of the senior brother, as long as he makes up his mind, he will grab his belt!"

Zhao Xiaomao nodded suspiciously, and the seasoned second brother Yang Wugong patted Zhao Xiaomao's shoulder, showing a kind smile: "Little brother, you don't have to be afraid, the big brother is a practitioner of masculinity. Leak, I will never do anything bad to you!"

Only then did Zhao Xiaomao feel completely relieved, knowing that the big brother Qin Yan was going to train himself.But he was blessed in his heart, looked at Yang Wugong who was half hugging him, and asked: "What kind of kung fu did the second senior brother practice?"

Yang Wugong chuckled: "I practice Moyun Dafa...Because I'm ugly, I can't find anyone to take care of me, so I haven't been very good at martial arts...Little brother, in fact, I think you will be very handsome in the future, why don't you follow me?" Brother, do I even practice Moyun Dafa?"

Zhao Xiaomao trembled all over, and quickly moved away from Yang Wugong, holding Qin Yan's arm tightly.

Qin Yan shook off Zhao Xiaomao's arm in disgust, and said, "I've seen my junior brother's background yesterday, and it's really bad. It's very windy here. Let's go into the room to discuss and see what he can learn best. !"

All the senior brothers didn't dare to disobey the senior brother's words, and followed the senior brother honestly to the side hall of Gufeng. He opened his mouth first and said, "Little Junior Brother, you should have memorized all the teaching rules I asked you to memorize yesterday, right?"

Zhao Xiaomao thought to himself, I have forgotten most of it, but still nodded vigorously and earnestly.

Qin Yan said: "Okay, the masculinity skills I teach, the ninefold spirit, Moyun Dafa and strange skills, have you thought about what you want to learn?"

Zhao Xiaomao pondered in his heart, the masculinity requires that Yuanyang cannot be leaked out for life, and I want to marry a wife and have children in the future, this is definitely not possible.Moyun Dafa is not bad, but... the first elementary exercise target is the second senior brother who is 49 years old this year and still has a hunchback, so forget it!Jiuzhong Spirit and Wonderful Skills sound like pretty good names!

He then asked: "Brother, I looked at the gate rules yesterday, but I didn't see it very clearly. Please explain to me the meaning of Jiuzhong spirit and strange skills and ingenuity!"

Qin Yan shouted loudly: "Why are you so stupid! Idiot, fool, you still want to be the leader of the sect? Just wait to be expelled from the sect!"

Everyone covered their ears, Qin Yan's masculinity skills had already reached the third level, his roar was so amazing that the ashes on the beams of the main hall fell down in a rustle.

After Qin Yan shouted, he said loudly: "Listen up, I'll just say it once! The Nine Layers of Spirit means that you have to constantly cultivate your own spirit, meditate, meditate, meditate, and the primary level is to become trance-like. The extreme state is to be able to see ghosts in daylight, the advanced state is to be able to control other people's thoughts, and can completely kill others with eyes, and the god-level state is a single thought, which can destroy a hundred thousand troops of the enemy!"

Zhao Xiaomao shuddered all over, thinking: Isn't this the path of mental illness? ? ?Let's look forward to the strange skills and ingenuity, the name seems to be not bad! ! !

Qin Yan continued: "There are very few practitioners in my sect, because it is very difficult to get started. It is said that only those who can be admitted to Jinshi are eligible to practice this technique. It is said that the elementary level requires me to finish my training. Teach the three hundred volumes of introductory exercises in Zangshuge, and only the intermediate level can be on par with ordinary people."

When Zhao Xiaomao heard that it turned out to be such a fool, he couldn't help asking: "Brother, since the entry requirements for this technique are so high, after many years of practice, it can only be tied with ordinary people. What do you do with it?"

Qin Yan glanced at Zhao Kitty contemptuously, and roared: "What do you know? Because this technique is very powerful when it is cultivated to an advanced level. Talking and laughing will be wiped out. It is said that if you cultivate to the level of God, you only need to move your little finger." , the whole world can be destroyed!"

Zhao Kitten didn't have much interest in this trick at once.

He pondered for a while, then asked: "Eldest senior brother, if I want to be quick, what kind of exercise is better?"

Qin Yan said: "There are only masculinity skills and Moyun Dafa! People in our spiritual religion practice these two the most. Among Master's disciples, my masculinity skills are the best! Your second senior brother's Moyun Dafa The one who cultivates is the best, do you follow me or follow him?"

Zhao Kitten hurriedly said: "Brother, I will follow you to practice masculinity!"

Qin Yan nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Very good! This martial art was the most difficult at the beginning. I originally taught my disciples, and everyone had their own room, but since you practiced this martial art with me, Then during these ten days, sleep with me!"

Zhao Xiaomao had lingering fears, and all the senior brothers saw that the junior brother had a master, and those senior brothers who practiced Moyun Dafa were very disappointed and dispersed one after another.

Qin Yan took Zhao kitten down the mountain, came to a row of houses, opened one of the rooms, and walked in, Zhao kitten followed closely behind him.

It was only after entering the room that Qin Yan's room was quite spacious. A room was more than 30 square meters, with a bed in the middle.

Qin Yan took off his shirt, sat upright on the bed, stared at Zhao Xiaomao with his eyes.

Looking at Qin Yan's sturdy figure, well-developed chest, and tight waist, Zhao Xiaomao faintly felt something was wrong.

Qin Yan said: "The first essence of masculinity is not to reveal a little bit of Yuanyang, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted, and at least half of the strength will be lost. Therefore, how to lock Yuanyang so that it will not be missed in sleep is the most important thing. Yes, it is also the most basic kung fu!"

When he said this, he suddenly glanced at Zhao Xiaomao, and asked abruptly, "Have you ever had a nocturnal emission?"

Zhao Kitten hurriedly waved his hands: "No...no, I'm only 13 years old this year...it's still early, it's still early!"

Qin Yan nodded, and said seriously: "That's the best! From now on, you have to keep in mind that you are not allowed to think about those messy things, you are not allowed to molest yourself, and you are not allowed to have sexual dreams in your dreams. What's more, you must be careful. Don't let those who practice Moyun Dafa approach you!"

Zhao Xiaomao began to regret choosing to learn masculinity Dafa. He looked at the face of the elder brother and asked cautiously: "Eldest brother, I...if I...I mean, if I sleep and dream, it's not something I can do. controlling……"

Qin Yan roared angrily, he punched the bed, and the bed board jumped, and then Zhao Xiaomao discovered that the bed of the senior brother was actually made of pure iron, and he had smashed many holes on the edge of the bed Bag it.Qin Yan roared loudly: "In the dream, you also have to firmly remember the word forbearance! If there is one time in the dream, the original ten-point skill will be reversed by one point, and it will not be recovered until ten days later! I three years ago In the martial arts competition, I had a dream the day before, but the next day my skill was greatly reduced and I lost!"

Zhao Kitten looked at the elder brother silently, and for the first time a tragic look appeared on the elder brother's face.

However, the elder brother was only sad for a moment, then he looked serious again, and said: "I am not as good as you, because I am not a child practicing kungfu, so I often have difficulty controlling myself, and it is also because I have cultivated to the third level of divine kung fu. I heard that if you have reached the ninth level of the divine art, even if you use a real spear to fight, you can keep Yuanyang from leaking! Not only will it not reduce the power of the martial arts, but it will also help the divine art to reach its peak!"

Zhao Xiaomao silently looked at his senior brother again. He had a premonition that the reason why his senior brother had a bad temper and abnormal personality was because he was suffocated by practicing magical skills...

Qin Yan glared at Zhao Xiaomao angrily, and said, "Tonight, I will start teaching you the most basic, how to stick to Yuanyang!"

Zhao Kitten was taken aback, and asked, "What?"

Qin Yan roared, "Take off your pants!!"