Super Theological Academy to Conquer the World

"No, no, Weixin is just an ordinary person."

Chu Mo shook his head and knew that Tu Shanrongrong had misunderstood, but there was no need to explain too much.

"Would you like to worship me as a teacher?"

Tu Shanrong Rong nodded, she was very accurate, she could see the kindness and simplicity of Wei Xin, coupled with the pure skill of this body, enough to be her apprentice. So he wasn't wordy and asked directly at Weixin.

Although Weixin moved, he did not immediately agree, but turned to look at Chu Mo.

"Oh ... Apprenticeship is your own business."

Chu Mo chuckled lightly, which is a good thing, he does not need to intervene.

"Ok."

Weixin responded with a cry and quickly fell to his knees, and said to Tu Shanrong Rong: "Master is on, please accept the apprentice."

"She is your apprentice now, you have to take care of her." Chu Mo chuckled, turned and walked towards the city gate, saying goodbye to this kind of thing, it seemed to him that there were too many, "wait for me later Do n’t let me down when you arrive at Tu Shan. "

"Shoot ~"

When the words fell, Chu Mo's figure disappeared in front of them.

After picking up some luggage at the inn, he went out of the city gate and directly down the river.

Except for a little dry food, Chu Mo only brought the wolf king who had been with him. Tushan has no other shortcuts, the waterway is the fastest. The rest of the place is surrounded by barren mountains, where monsters and beasts are rampant and poisonous insects are everywhere. It is really not suitable for large troops to travel.

He remembered that in the original book, the Golden Face Vulcan was Tushan who came by boat.

Chu Mo stopped until he reached the fork in the river. He couldn't be sure that the other party would come from that waterway. He just waited here.

From the system backpack, a pair of fishing rods was pulled out, and the gray-haired wolf king lay beside him and took a nap.

Fishing by the river, wearing a hat and wearing hats, Chu Mo's attention was all concentrated on the gently wavy river. Even if there was no bait on the fishing rod, it could become an anecdote for him to pass the time.

Wish the bait.

"Wala ~"

Suddenly the water surface was pushed to both sides, and a large ship came in the wind, and the momentum was rippling.

Dozens of disciples from the Daoist League stood guard around the ship. On the deck, there is an old man with white hair, hair like silver satin, and his face is majestic. Wearing a white Taoist suit and a red cloak, but from the raging fire around him, one can guess the identity of the other party.

It's the flamboyant Golden Face Vulcan!

"Master Vulcan is out, this time Tushan Enchantress must be in hand."

"Haha, Lord Vulcan has been famous for many years. At that time, the Tushan demon woman did not know what she was doing."

"Yeah. The Tushan demon woman has done many evil things. This time Lord Vulcan shot to kill Tushan. This is another good thing in the world."

Several middle-aged Taoists surrounded the golden-faced Vulcan, speaking flattery words and glaring at each other.

It's absolutely beneficial to have a relationship with such a strong man.

"Hahaha ~" The gold-faced Vulcan also fluttered slightly after being beaten by a pass, and he supported the long beard, but said very modestly, "It's all on the rivers and lakes. Everyone gives a thin face. Pure quality Yang. Yan is the anti-monster fire of the ancients, and the monsters will be eliminated.

"I have long heard that Lord Vulcan has a good name on the rivers and lakes, and no one knows Vulcan's benevolence." A middle-aged Taoist took the opportunity to pat the horse fart again, but there was a contempt in his heart.

Don't let yourself go? Did n’t you come at the beginning of the East Moon?

It's really a matter of doing my part, why did you go long ago?

However, although the guy with the golden face of Vulcan is decent, but he will pretend to be in front of people, and his reputation on the rivers and lakes is indeed very good. Otherwise, the original owner of the East could not be deceived, nor could the leech demon get a blood swap.

"Someone in front?"

A middle-aged Taoist priest standing beside the guardrail of the ship shouted suddenly, pointing to the shore not far away.

Everyone looked at the situation and saw a young man with a good face sitting on the shore, wearing a black robe, black hair dancing with the wind, holding a fishing rod, and waiting for the fish to move.

Curiously, there is a man lying on his back ... wolf?

A wolf is not as faithful as a dog, as fierce as a lion, and as cunning as a fox, but it is also a proud beast. If you let the hunter say that one of the least beasts you want to meet, there must be a wolf.

Why is this wolf willing to follow the young man obediently?

"There are hundreds of miles in the vicinity, and there is no human beings. After a few miles, we are almost at the border of Tushan. The monster is rampant. How can anyone come here to fish?" The middle-aged Taoist said his doubts.

The Golden Face Vulcan could not help squinting, but he didn't care.

After all, Chu Mo looks too young. In this world, although not the older the more powerful, but how successful can young disciples be?

Of course, things like Wang Quan Fugui, which are outdated and lead others by decades of skill, are not excluded.

"Go and ask."

The big ship drove to Chu Mo's side, but did not continue to hurry. It was still early, and I was just able to ask the situation of Tu Shan.

"Are you Tu Shan?"

The middle-aged Taoist nodded, took the lead, and took out the top-grade fairy sword worn around his waist. He looked very careful and asked directly.

"You disturbed my fish." Chu Mo replied that the ox head was wrong with the pony tail, but did not look up, and continued to stare at the river.

The river was clear and clear, and fish could be seen rushing, and the big boat was driving, and the little fish ran away.

"Hey, do you understand people?" Another younger Taoist walked out, but he was not as cautious as a middle-aged Taoist. Instead, he became a generation of disciples because of his young age, and his personality is arrogant, not to mention the large mountain of Vulcan behind him.

The voice was so daunting that he jumped directly off the boat and landed on the shore. "Master Vulcan, I think this person's behavior is strange, maybe it is collusion with the fox demon, or it is better to interrogate in detail."

"Just do it."

The Golden Face Vulcan nodded, and he was considered to be cautious. It is one thing to have faith, but it would be difficult if the fox demon did anything tricky.

"Humph ..." The young Taoist smiled with pride and walked to Chu Mo's side.

"Go, disturb my fish again, and pay your life for it."

The young Taoist froze for a moment, then glanced subconsciously at the fishing rod.

At the next moment, his face was furious, and there was no bait on the hook. What kind of fish are you fishing for?

"Scary boy, dare you play me ?! Don't put bait, what are you fishing for!"

With that said, when the young Taoist mentioned the fairy sword, he cut it towards Chu Mo.

"Hush ~ Isn't it the hook?" Chu Mo groaned lightly. The fishing rod in his hand was suddenly mentioned. The speed was fast. The speed of the fishing line was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and it directly wrapped around the neck of the young Taoist.

Scarlet bloodshot across the neck, a human head fell to the ground!