Chapter 111

The little fat man came to the door of Su Zimo's cave.

The gate of the cave had been smashed by Xiaohe. Su Zimo never repaired it. The little fat man looked inside and saw a man in a blue shirt sleeping soundly on the stone bed, guarding a vicious looking tiger next to him.

The little fat man's eyes lit up, he took off the flying sword, and rushed in.

When Linghu saw the little fat man, he let out a low growl, showing no hostility.

It is naturally clear that this little fat man is Su Zimo's friend.

If someone else broke in so recklessly, Linghu would have stood in front of Su Zimo long ago.

"Big brother, big brother, wake up!"

Before the little fat man came close, he shouted loudly.

Although Su Zimo slept very deeply, when the little fat man broke in, he had already subconsciously woke up.

Su Zimo shook his groggy head, sat up, blinked his sleepy eyes, and stretched his muscles a few times.

"Big brother, where have you been for more than three months, why haven't you seen your figure?" the little fat man asked.

Su Zimo casually said, "Go out and take a walk, relax."

The little fat man rolled his eyes and muttered: "Big brother, your heart is really big enough, and you're about to get better at Wufeng, you still go out to relax..."

After a pause, the little fat man leaned in front of Su Zimo and said mysteriously: "Brother, have you heard of a major incident in the sect recently?"

"what?"

Su Zimo was a little confused, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Brother, do you know that there is a ten formation tower in the formation peak?"

"I know."

"This ten formation tower was broken open by a mysterious disciple!"

Su Zimo's heart was shocked, a little energetic, frowned, and asked, "How did you know?"

"It's not just me, all the disciples of the trial in the Five Peaks know! It is estimated that it will not be long before the matter has spread throughout the sect. Now there are many people gathered on the peak, and they are all watching the excitement!"

Su Zimo was taken aback.

Unexpectedly, his unintentional move would make such a big move.

Could it be that Elder Luo and Xuan Yi were the first to tell this story?

wrong!

After thinking about it, Su Zimo asked, "What do you mean by the mysterious disciple? No one knows who has broken through the Ten Formation Tower?"

"Hey-hey!"

The little fat man smiled mysteriously, and said with flying brows: "This is the most powerful place! After this disciple rushed into the formation, he did not leave a name on the ten monuments! Now the disciples in the Five Peaks are all guessing the identity of this person. "

"Ten Array Monument?"

Su Zimo blinked, and vaguely recalled that beside the ten towers, there seemed to be a tall stone monument, full of writings.

"What's the matter with the ten monuments you said?" Su Zimo asked again.

The little fat man recounted the usefulness of the Shijin Tablet, and explained: "After breaking through the formation, you have to touch your sect token with the Shijin Tablet before the Shijin Tablet can record the names of the disciples."

Su Zimo was taken aback for a moment, and muttered to himself: "So there is still this saying."

"This great man, who broke through the ten-layer big formation in one breath, but floated away, is really admirable."

The little fat man's eyes were full of admiration, as if he saw a monk in the misty clouds, chic and extraordinary, leaving with his sleeves.

In fact, that night, Su Zimo was already exhausted and collapsed, and he was reluctant to return with the sword. It is absolutely impossible to talk about being chic.

Seeing that Su Zimo was absent, the little fat man seemed to be uninterested, so he stepped forward and grabbed Su Zimo's arm and said, "Brother, let's go! Follow me to the formation to take a look, you'll know how good this person is. !"

Su Zimo avoided Fatty's palm without a trace, shook his head and said, "I won't go."

Su Zimo didn't have much time, and spent another three months on the peak, without alchemy, without raising the realm of cultivation, and without practicing the art of swordsmanship. It was less than three months before the end of the year.

He doesn't have the mind to watch the excitement.

Besides, Su Zimo is not curious at all for the mysterious person who is in the battle.

At the same time, Su Zimo also realized that if this matter was spread out, he would need trouble, so he planned to conceal it for the time being and talk about it later.

"Big brother, there is a crowd of people on the front line now, an unprecedented grand occasion, what a pity you don't take a look!" The little fat man refused to give up, persuading again.

Su Zimo smiled, and said casually: "I also know a little bit of formation, it's okay to get into a formation."

This sentence, Su Zimo said casually, who knows that the little fat man is not happy on the spot.

boom!

The fat palm of the little fat man slapped Su Zimo's stone bed heavily, and there was a muffled noise.

Su Zimo was surprised.

"Brother, I don't like to listen to you."

The little fat man put away his smile, looked more serious than ever, and said solemnly: "This mysterious disciple may not be better than you in refining tools. But, brother, you can't despise people so much!"

"What does it mean to break through a formation? You know, what does it mean to be able to break through the tenth floor of a ten formation tower?"

Su Zimo asked subconsciously: "What does it mean?"

The little fat man was stunned by Su Zimo's question. After holding back for a long time, his face flushed, and he didn't think of what it meant.

Of course the little fat man wasn't really angry, but he was upset for a while and wanted to fight the injustice for the mysterious trespasser.

Su Zimo looked at the little fat man with embarrassment, couldn't help but smile, and said with a smile: "Actually, I am that mysterious disciple..."

"Brother, don't make trouble." The little fat man interrupted by waving his hand.

Su Zimo: "..."

The little fat man said solemnly: "Big brother, you need to know how many geniuses have emerged from all the sect trial disciples generation after generation over the years, and the highest record is just breaking through the sixth floor!"

"You look at Feng Haoyu. It seems to be very beautiful now, but it is not a genius who has never seen Feng Linggen in the sect. He is just one of them. However, this mysterious disciple has gone through ten formations and ten floors of the tower. The first person in the sect in thousands of years!"

Su Zimo nodded in agreement.

"Big brother, think about it, you have survived the eight-strength battle at the beginning, and you have exploded all the spiritual tests. Isn't it powerful? In fact, the achievements of this mysterious disciple are the same as yours, unprecedented."

The little fat man said with a stern face, serious and earnest, saying: "Big brother, you have to be humble, you have to be humble, and you can't look down on people at all times. How can you do that."

"Okay, I see, I'll go and see if I have time."

Su Zimo was sweating profusely. Seeing that the little fat man was not going to stop, he quickly turned off the topic and said, "I haven't practiced for a long time. I have to hurry up and improve my realm."

The little fat man swept Su Zimo's body by using prying spirits.

Or the sixth layer of condensate?

The little fat man said bitterly, "Big Brother, look at you. Three months ago, you were at the sixth level of Qi Condensation. It has been three months since you have made no progress in your cultivation base. Why should you fight with Haoyu!"

"Brother, even if you know that you are defeated, you must cheer up and not give up. Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Three months are wasted. Let me tell you what is good, alas!"

Su Zimo: "..."