Chapter 817: No Help!

Culture is like underpants.

Invisible but very important!

But there is no need to show it to people every day.

As for this sect master?

This sect master does not wear underpants every day.

It is okay to show it a little and let people know that there are underpants!

After all, the name of pervert has long been pinned on this sect master.

Don't panic!

—— Taken from the 1761st article of "My Diary" by Zhang Moshen, the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth

Take a look, take a look.

What is explained and what is easy to understand.

At once, the great sect master Zhang was shocked by this simple "cultivation theory".

He can understand this thing!

Farts with great force?

He can do this too.

Not only is it big, but it is also very loud!

If you want to be more "profound", the taste can also be strengthened.

Read on, this old man who has been dead for who knows how many years has recorded in detail the process of his practice of flying.

It is probably about how to release the vitality from the hands and feet, and control it bit by bit, like floating in the water.

You can practice in the water first to get used to it, so that even if you need to fart to adjust your posture, you can hide the sound.

I have to say that this brother is really rough but delicate!

Then try to hang in the air, fly high, and then move forward.

As for speed, practice according to the brother's method. According to the brother himself, you can reach faster than ordinary cultivators.

The height is not bad!

The most important thing is that others can only fly completely and hang high in the air after they have reached the perfection of the dragon.

According to his method, you can fly as soon as you enter the dragon, but the speed is slower and the flying is lower.

This is undoubtedly a fatal attraction for the great master Zhang.

This master said, how can you not practice it.

It seems that you are practicing according to the formal method, and your cultivation level is not up to par, right?

Fortunately, I found the method of this brother, relying on farting to adjust your posture. This way of practice is unheard of!

Of course, it is best not to smell it, because it may smell a bit strong.

That's right, the only disadvantage of this method is that the posture is not very elegant.

This point was directly ignored by the great master Zhang.

I am not afraid of shortcomings. I have seen all kinds of "shortcomings" along the way.

What's wrong? Can I lack more than taking off my armor and charm?

Indecent posture?

Can I have indecent clothes?

Nothing about face is a big deal.

Let's practice!

After setting up a pond in the backyard, Grand Master Zhang started to work on it, striving to learn to fly in the shortest possible time.

This has always been a pain in Grand Master Zhang's heart.

Because he can't fly, every time he escapes, he has to cover for others.

Last time in the Temple of Delusion, he almost died in the hands of a dung beetle!

Too cruel!

It's all tears to talk about it.

This kind of thing must never happen again. Especially now that he is the mastermind, as long as there is a place where he is needed in the future, the opponent will definitely become stronger and stronger.

If he can't run, he will be finished sooner or later.

Have the people in the Temple of God ever heard of letting the master envoy go first!

He doesn't know any rules!

Complaining in his heart, Grand Master Zhang became diligent as he rarely does.

The daily practice time is as high as a whole hour!

One hour!

Grand Master Zhang felt that he was too diligent.

While practicing that day, the old bald man came jogging all the way.

"Master!"

Hearing his voice, he knew that something must have happened again, and it was not a small matter.

He was already a great elder, but he was still so uneasy.

What does this mean?

It means that he has not experienced enough!

People say that the hair is long, but the experience is short.

The old bald man has no long hair, so why is his experience so little.

"What's going on again!"

Zhang Mo replied in the water.

The water unicorn burped again next to him, and then collected his food to prevent it from being snatched away by Grand Master Zhang again.

What's wrong with the master now? Why does he come to steal his food every day? He is so shameless.

"Master, there is a fight, there is another fight in Youyuan."

When he heard that it was about Youyuan, Zhang Mo lost interest immediately.

"Let's fight. It's best if we kill them all, so they won't come to bother this sect master."

Zhang Mo reached out to the side and tried to grab a roast chicken to eat.

Unexpectedly, he didn't catch anything. Turning his head, he saw that the food had been hidden by the water unicorn.

Oh, you're still protecting your food, right?

Just wait, I'll have to deduct one day's ration from you to help you lose weight.

"Sect Master, this is a big fight. Your adopted son was beaten up by the Japanese demons and almost died!"

The old bald man drooled and was very excited.

Zhang Mo didn't react when he heard the word "adopted son".

When he heard the Japanese demons beating him up, he finally remembered.

"Oh, that corn-eyed evil demon, right?"

"Sect Master, he is red-eyed!"

"Yes, yes, red corn-eyed. Why was he beaten up? Did he eat other people's corns?"

The old bald man couldn't keep up with the thoughts of the great sect master Zhang.

After a pause, he said, "Why do you want to eat someone's corns? Sect Master, there was a war. The Japanese demons attacked the Red Eyed Demon and almost killed him in his territory. But the Red Eyed Demon was worthy of being a demon. He was well prepared and set up a triple trap, almost catching the Japanese demons. It is said that the battle was so intense that the sun and the moon were dim. It was really..."

"Let's get to the point. What was the result?"

Sect Master Zhang interrupted the old bald man.

This guy would be perfect if he had as little hair as he did.

"The result is that both sides are hurt, and neither can do anything to the other. But after the Japanese demons failed once, they obviously refused to give up, and began to mobilize the army, ready to kill the red-eyed evil demon in one go. Now the situation is critical, and the red-eyed evil demon has written you a letter for help, please take a look."

Old Baldy finished quickly.

But Grand Master Zhang directly refused: "I won't read the letter for help, I won't read it. Just reply to him with four words, I can't help you!"

"Ah?"

Old Baldy said a little puzzled: "Grand Master, hasn't he already sacrificed his soul, and also worshipped you as his adoptive father, so why don't you save him? With him, we can have a foothold inside the Nether Abyss, and then we can nibble at the Nether Abyss or swallow the Nether Abyss. It would be bad if he failed like this."

Grand Master Zhang shook his head and said: "I'm not interested, I can't control it. He wants me to send people to help him fight, he's dreaming. Let him fight by himself, let him die, don't make trouble, that's it!"

Grand Master Zhang didn't take it seriously at all.

He was displeased with this red-eyed evil demon at first sight. This guy actually dared to glare at this sect master.

Moreover, even if this guy sacrificed his soul, he still looked reserved and rebellious.

This sect master has no interest in his life or death.

The old bald man did not dare to say anything else. The sect master had already made a decision, so it had to be like this.

"Okay, sect master, I'll reply to him now."

The old bald man turned around and was about to leave.

The great sect master Zhang suddenly stopped him and said, "Wait a minute, old bald man, there is another important thing."

The old bald man immediately turned around and said, "Sect master, have you changed your mind?"

The great sect master Zhang frowned and said, "Change your mind? What do you want to change? I asked you to help me get a roast chicken quickly, hurry up!"