Chapter 2797
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"Interesting little guy, really extraordinary!"
"Being able to see through the old man's possessions."
"It seems Huan Yin, Ao Bing is not wronged in your hands."
In front of it, it flashed like a ripple, and in the endless ripples, a figure walked out of it, as if it was crossing two large planes in an instant.
The visitor was about eight feet tall, but with disheveled hair, ragged clothes, and oily face, he looked like an old beggar. The most bizarre thing was that there was a Buddhist bead hanging around his neck and a whisk that was almost bald in his waist. , but the clothes on his body that were almost rags were vaguely recognizable as a Confucian robe.
In the left hand is a big red wine gourd, and in the right hand is a large tobacco rod that is a foot long.
Not a monk, not a Taoist, not a Confucian, to look like a beggar, just at first glance, did not see his face, Gu Huang just felt a bit inexplicably familiar.
This is completely the same shape as the old way of seeking death, and it is more than three points than the old way of seeking death.
Especially the figure in front of him also has the inheritance of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism.
When Gu Huang raised his head to look at his face, it didn't matter if he didn't see it, he almost fainted.
Isn't this Nima just asking for death? It's completely the old way of seeking death, whether it is breath, appearance, or dress, it is a living and old way of seeking death.
It's just that his cultivation is much stronger, the supreme of the eleventh level of Emperor Zun.
Moreover, it is the existence of the Supreme Realm Dacheng, which almost touches the realm of the twelve ancient emperors, and what makes the ancient desolate horror even more is this existence with the same face as the old way of seeking death.
It has been cultivated into darkness, space, time, darkness, soul, and destruction. There are six forbidden profound meanings, and each of them has been deduced to 270 profound meanings.
Among them, the most respected time and the most mysterious soul are also perfectly controlled.
Except for the Nine Supremes and Wuyuan Supreme, Gu Huang has never seen anyone who can master the three taboo profound meanings, and they are all infinitely close to the limit.
Nine taboo profound meanings, the limit is three hundred and thirty-three.
Being able to combine the six taboos and the inheritance of the three religions into one, such an existence will not be at a disadvantage in the face of those ancient and immortal inheritances, and the powers of the seven heavenly powers will not be at a disadvantage!
The most mysterious old knife handle among the seven bandits, no one knows his identity, origin, and even his name.
But Gu Huang knew that this was the old way of begging for death. No matter how high his cultivation base was, he was still a Daoist begging for death.
Whether he wanted to die or not, he could really understand from the fact that he was greedy for drinking and eating, and in such a sloppy state.
"Little guy, why don't you speak, are you shocked?"
"Old man, I know that he is handsome, suave and suave, and even a pear flower presses a begonia. The handsome is even more earth-shattering and fascinated by thousands of beauties."
"Little guy, you just know it in your heart, you don't have to show it, otherwise the old man will be proud."
"Dark boy, how is it? Now you believe that I am handsome and shocked the world!"
"Look at such a little evildoer, I am impressed by the demeanor of this old man."
The sloppy old man took a few gulps of wine and took another stubborn puff of cigarettes, filled with a complacent smile.
"This... Senior Knife, keep a low profile, keep a low profile!"
"We all know that you are the most handsome in the world. You are popular in Yunhuangyuan, and you are all over the misty mountains."
"Three thousand worlds, one hundred thousand in a thousand worlds, all the beauties of all ethnic groups have been seduced by you."
"But the more it is like this, the more low-key it is, isn't it?"
"Senior Knife, you are the firefly hidden in the darkness, and the bright moon above the nine heavens is difficult to cover up your appearance."
The corners of An Wuya's mouth twitched violently, but she still praised it in front of her face.
Don't brag about it! Who made their senior knife, this old knife handle that spanned hundreds of thousands of years, exactly the existence of the world?
The entire Misty Mountain is only heard of its people, not seen at all.
The most important thing is that the old man likes to play the game, and he has been visited by the old man almost all the time.
In the words of his old man, life is too short to have fun.
He has ten million incarnations, and no one knows where his real body is, but once there is a war crisis here, he will come back as soon as possible.
"Tsk tsk! Boy Wuya, he is becoming more and more able to speak."
"Low-key, low-key, little guy, are you also attracted by the old man's figure?"
"Seeing that you have a good talent, do you want to be my teacher or not, I will pass on what I have learned in my life."
"The future will let you traverse Misty Mountain and Yunhuang Courtyard."
"As long as you nod your head, you will be the third-largest bandit in the first line of heaven from now on."
"You can grab whatever you like, just grab whoever you like, what you want? That's what you have?"
"Happy and happy life."
The sloppy old man flicked his oily, almost bird's nest-like hair, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth.
"Hahaha!"
"I can't, I can't, I can't stand it, I can't stand it anymore, let me laugh for a while."
"you you……"
"I beg your pardon, why didn't I realize that you have such a thick skin? I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen you so shameless."
"A pear flower presses a begonia, and it fascinates thousands of beauties. Are you sure that all women in the world are not dead?"
"You still remember that when you were a monk, you pretended to be an abbot and went to the brothel. In the end, you used a photo talisman to sell this wonderful thing."
"Please die! Please die, you..."
"Hahaha!"
Gu Huang couldn't help it anymore, he just laughed out loud on the spot, his future laughing straight back, and hammering the table from time to time, the scene was almost out of control for a while, and there was no image at all.
This is definitely an old way of seeking death, and there is no second person in this world more shameless than him.
Just because of this shamelessness, this shamelessness, and only begging for death.
"Boy, you... actually know the Taoist name of the old man as a Taoist, it's a bit interesting!"
"It seems that even if we are not acquaintances, there is some origin."
"This is easy to handle. What is the proposal of the old man? Would you like to take me as a teacher?"
"Boy, worship me as a teacher, that's a lot of benefits."
The Daoist begging for death was still unmoved on the surface, but there was clearly a glint of brilliance in his eyes.
The origin of this kid is really not simple. He has friendship with the Dao of Destruction of Heaven and the Holy Spirit Ancient Clan, and he seems to have a relationship with several of his subordinates, and the friendship is very good.
Intercepted halfway, in fact, he has been watching from the side, this kid knocked Ao Bing up with one punch, if he used more force, he could make Ao Bing die.
But staying at the critical moment proves that there is no hostility in this kid's heart.
And to interfere in this matter, does Gein have a relationship with the Golden Crow? That's why they valued the Ancient Sun Clan so much.
The most important thing is that this kid is still the descendant of that little devil, and now he even knows his identity.
The incarnation of the Daoist begging for death has long been forgotten, and he did not know how to live in that world.
"I worship you as my teacher, you are sure that you are qualified to be my master."
"It is undeniable that your cultivation is indeed higher than mine, but that is cultivation after all, and the difference between me is only time."
"Pills, weapons, talismans, formations, seals, martial arts, supernatural powers, profound meanings, rules, and even the methods of all major schools in the world, as long as you have one, you can beat me."
"It's okay to worship you as a teacher."
"Begging for death, you dare to compare with me."
Now that Gu Huang has determined his identity, he naturally has a way to deal with him. This old man is deceitful and shameless, but he knows his weaknesses.
As long as a jar of good wine and a meal of food can make him bow his head obediently.
This old man of begging for death is notoriously greedy...
"Hahaha! Interesting, really interesting boy, dare to invite the old man to fight."
"Okay, if you have nothing to do, the old man will bet with you."
"But the stake is too small. If you lose, you kid has nothing to lose."
"And the old man is compared with you in the above, that is really bullying you. The old man also has an identity, which is the three great profound teachers of the Holy Court."
"Tools, arrays, pills, and talismans are precisely what this old man is capable of, such as martial arts, supernatural powers, and the methods of various schools in the world. This old man is more proficient than you."
"The old man won't bet with you, I'll bet with you."
"You and I each write a word, who can elicit more dissimilarities, who can elicit changes in the world, even if who wins?"
"Boy, this is the easiest competition, you dare to accept my bet."
The Taoist begging for death opened his mouth to laugh, revealing his mouth full of yellow teeth, full of self-confidence, and also dug a hole for Gu Huang.
He has inherited the three religions in one body, and he has been in the Confucian school for thousands of years. He has written beautifully, written characters and painted pictures, and painted the heaven. This is the housekeeping method of the Confucian school.
He was once a hundred saints who sang in unison, presenting thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.
The auspicious clouds are shrouded, the stars and rivers are bright, and the different phases will not be scattered for ten days.
This disciple has been accepted, who made this boy an incomparable evildoer? It is to understand at least three forbidden profound meanings.
Such a good and beautiful jade can't be found even with a lantern. Now it has fallen into his own territory. This is fate.
"You want to compare words with me, are you sure?"
"Okay, begging for death, I'll convince you of your defeat today."
"Do you think I can't see that you have the inheritance of the three religions? You want to dig a hole for me."
"It seems that you are destined to fail. I said begging for death, since the lottery has increased."
"If I lose, whether it's to worship you as a teacher, or whatever, it's up to you."
"But what if you lose!"
Gu Huang calmly looked at the old man who wanted to die, with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect that the old man would dare to spell with himself.
Don't you know that you have a good relationship with the Confucian Sect in your past life?
It's not that the shocking article, the vision of the sky, has not been written before.
The highest-level vision of the Confucian sect is nothing more than to capture the heaven and earth, gather the hearts of the people, and draw out the luck of humanity.
Confucianism is the religion of the people, and its teachings are to pursue humanism.
"Boy, is your tone not too small?"
"If you win, the conditions are up to you."
"There is no evidence in the air, the contract is the proof."
"Boy, sign this contract, let's give it a go!"
The old man who asked for death turned his hand and took out a yellowed ancient scroll, which was a blank contract. Looking at Gu Huang unconsciously, he showed some appreciation.
This kid has a good heart and is a real genius, much stronger than the bastards in the Holy Court.
If you can't become a disciple, at least you have to become a friend.
I just don't know what my avatar has to do with this kid? But from the attitude of this kid, their relationship should be good.
It's just that the avatar has been living in that world, and there has been no contact for thousands of years!
Almost everyone has forgotten the existence of this incarnation...
It seems that I have to ask this kid, this kid must know where his avatar is.
It was a pleasant surprise to be able to know the whereabouts of his avatar at that time.
"Yo! The Profound Truth Contract?"
"It turned out to be a leak-free paper, is it interesting?"
"Then sign the agreement!"
"This is not a place to compete, go to your turf, or find a quiet place."
"Otherwise, I am afraid that the vision I will cause will scare you to death."
Ancient Desolate Spiritual Mind emerged, and instantly signed his name on the contract, completely looking like a cloudless breeze.
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"Interesting little guy, really extraordinary!"
"Being able to see through the old man's possessions."
"It seems Huan Yin, Ao Bing is not wronged in your hands."
In front of it, it flashed like a ripple, and in the endless ripples, a figure walked out of it, as if it was crossing two large planes in an instant.
The visitor was about eight feet tall, but with disheveled hair, ragged clothes, and oily face, he looked like an old beggar. The most bizarre thing was that there was a Buddhist bead hanging around his neck and a whisk that was almost bald in his waist. , but the clothes on his body that were almost rags were vaguely recognizable as a Confucian robe.
In the left hand is a big red wine gourd, and in the right hand is a large tobacco rod that is a foot long.
Not a monk, not a Taoist, not a Confucian, to look like a beggar, just at first glance, did not see his face, Gu Huang just felt a bit inexplicably familiar.
This is completely the same shape as the old way of seeking death, and it is more than three points than the old way of seeking death.
Especially the figure in front of him also has the inheritance of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism.
When Gu Huang raised his head to look at his face, it didn't matter if he didn't see it, he almost fainted.
Isn't this Nima just asking for death? It's completely the old way of seeking death, whether it is breath, appearance, or dress, it is a living and old way of seeking death.
It's just that his cultivation is much stronger, the supreme of the eleventh level of Emperor Zun.
Moreover, it is the existence of the Supreme Realm Dacheng, which almost touches the realm of the twelve ancient emperors, and what makes the ancient desolate horror even more is this existence with the same face as the old way of seeking death.
It has been cultivated into darkness, space, time, darkness, soul, and destruction. There are six forbidden profound meanings, and each of them has been deduced to 270 profound meanings.
Among them, the most respected time and the most mysterious soul are also perfectly controlled.
Except for the Nine Supremes and Wuyuan Supreme, Gu Huang has never seen anyone who can master the three taboo profound meanings, and they are all infinitely close to the limit.
Nine taboo profound meanings, the limit is three hundred and thirty-three.
Being able to combine the six taboos and the inheritance of the three religions into one, such an existence will not be at a disadvantage in the face of those ancient and immortal inheritances, and the powers of the seven heavenly powers will not be at a disadvantage!
The most mysterious old knife handle among the seven bandits, no one knows his identity, origin, and even his name.
But Gu Huang knew that this was the old way of begging for death. No matter how high his cultivation base was, he was still a Daoist begging for death.
Whether he wanted to die or not, he could really understand from the fact that he was greedy for drinking and eating, and in such a sloppy state.
"Little guy, why don't you speak, are you shocked?"
"Old man, I know that he is handsome, suave and suave, and even a pear flower presses a begonia. The handsome is even more earth-shattering and fascinated by thousands of beauties."
"Little guy, you just know it in your heart, you don't have to show it, otherwise the old man will be proud."
"Dark boy, how is it? Now you believe that I am handsome and shocked the world!"
"Look at such a little evildoer, I am impressed by the demeanor of this old man."
The sloppy old man took a few gulps of wine and took another stubborn puff of cigarettes, filled with a complacent smile.
"This... Senior Knife, keep a low profile, keep a low profile!"
"We all know that you are the most handsome in the world. You are popular in Yunhuangyuan, and you are all over the misty mountains."
"Three thousand worlds, one hundred thousand in a thousand worlds, all the beauties of all ethnic groups have been seduced by you."
"But the more it is like this, the more low-key it is, isn't it?"
"Senior Knife, you are the firefly hidden in the darkness, and the bright moon above the nine heavens is difficult to cover up your appearance."
The corners of An Wuya's mouth twitched violently, but she still praised it in front of her face.
Don't brag about it! Who made their senior knife, this old knife handle that spanned hundreds of thousands of years, exactly the existence of the world?
The entire Misty Mountain is only heard of its people, not seen at all.
The most important thing is that the old man likes to play the game, and he has been visited by the old man almost all the time.
In the words of his old man, life is too short to have fun.
He has ten million incarnations, and no one knows where his real body is, but once there is a war crisis here, he will come back as soon as possible.
"Tsk tsk! Boy Wuya, he is becoming more and more able to speak."
"Low-key, low-key, little guy, are you also attracted by the old man's figure?"
"Seeing that you have a good talent, do you want to be my teacher or not, I will pass on what I have learned in my life."
"The future will let you traverse Misty Mountain and Yunhuang Courtyard."
"As long as you nod your head, you will be the third-largest bandit in the first line of heaven from now on."
"You can grab whatever you like, just grab whoever you like, what you want? That's what you have?"
"Happy and happy life."
The sloppy old man flicked his oily, almost bird's nest-like hair, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth.
"Hahaha!"
"I can't, I can't, I can't stand it, I can't stand it anymore, let me laugh for a while."
"you you……"
"I beg your pardon, why didn't I realize that you have such a thick skin? I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen you so shameless."
"A pear flower presses a begonia, and it fascinates thousands of beauties. Are you sure that all women in the world are not dead?"
"You still remember that when you were a monk, you pretended to be an abbot and went to the brothel. In the end, you used a photo talisman to sell this wonderful thing."
"Please die! Please die, you..."
"Hahaha!"
Gu Huang couldn't help it anymore, he just laughed out loud on the spot, his future laughing straight back, and hammering the table from time to time, the scene was almost out of control for a while, and there was no image at all.
This is definitely an old way of seeking death, and there is no second person in this world more shameless than him.
Just because of this shamelessness, this shamelessness, and only begging for death.
"Boy, you... actually know the Taoist name of the old man as a Taoist, it's a bit interesting!"
"It seems that even if we are not acquaintances, there is some origin."
"This is easy to handle. What is the proposal of the old man? Would you like to take me as a teacher?"
"Boy, worship me as a teacher, that's a lot of benefits."
The Daoist begging for death was still unmoved on the surface, but there was clearly a glint of brilliance in his eyes.
The origin of this kid is really not simple. He has friendship with the Dao of Destruction of Heaven and the Holy Spirit Ancient Clan, and he seems to have a relationship with several of his subordinates, and the friendship is very good.
Intercepted halfway, in fact, he has been watching from the side, this kid knocked Ao Bing up with one punch, if he used more force, he could make Ao Bing die.
But staying at the critical moment proves that there is no hostility in this kid's heart.
And to interfere in this matter, does Gein have a relationship with the Golden Crow? That's why they valued the Ancient Sun Clan so much.
The most important thing is that this kid is still the descendant of that little devil, and now he even knows his identity.
The incarnation of the Daoist begging for death has long been forgotten, and he did not know how to live in that world.
"I worship you as my teacher, you are sure that you are qualified to be my master."
"It is undeniable that your cultivation is indeed higher than mine, but that is cultivation after all, and the difference between me is only time."
"Pills, weapons, talismans, formations, seals, martial arts, supernatural powers, profound meanings, rules, and even the methods of all major schools in the world, as long as you have one, you can beat me."
"It's okay to worship you as a teacher."
"Begging for death, you dare to compare with me."
Now that Gu Huang has determined his identity, he naturally has a way to deal with him. This old man is deceitful and shameless, but he knows his weaknesses.
As long as a jar of good wine and a meal of food can make him bow his head obediently.
This old man of begging for death is notoriously greedy...
"Hahaha! Interesting, really interesting boy, dare to invite the old man to fight."
"Okay, if you have nothing to do, the old man will bet with you."
"But the stake is too small. If you lose, you kid has nothing to lose."
"And the old man is compared with you in the above, that is really bullying you. The old man also has an identity, which is the three great profound teachers of the Holy Court."
"Tools, arrays, pills, and talismans are precisely what this old man is capable of, such as martial arts, supernatural powers, and the methods of various schools in the world. This old man is more proficient than you."
"The old man won't bet with you, I'll bet with you."
"You and I each write a word, who can elicit more dissimilarities, who can elicit changes in the world, even if who wins?"
"Boy, this is the easiest competition, you dare to accept my bet."
The Taoist begging for death opened his mouth to laugh, revealing his mouth full of yellow teeth, full of self-confidence, and also dug a hole for Gu Huang.
He has inherited the three religions in one body, and he has been in the Confucian school for thousands of years. He has written beautifully, written characters and painted pictures, and painted the heaven. This is the housekeeping method of the Confucian school.
He was once a hundred saints who sang in unison, presenting thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.
The auspicious clouds are shrouded, the stars and rivers are bright, and the different phases will not be scattered for ten days.
This disciple has been accepted, who made this boy an incomparable evildoer? It is to understand at least three forbidden profound meanings.
Such a good and beautiful jade can't be found even with a lantern. Now it has fallen into his own territory. This is fate.
"You want to compare words with me, are you sure?"
"Okay, begging for death, I'll convince you of your defeat today."
"Do you think I can't see that you have the inheritance of the three religions? You want to dig a hole for me."
"It seems that you are destined to fail. I said begging for death, since the lottery has increased."
"If I lose, whether it's to worship you as a teacher, or whatever, it's up to you."
"But what if you lose!"
Gu Huang calmly looked at the old man who wanted to die, with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect that the old man would dare to spell with himself.
Don't you know that you have a good relationship with the Confucian Sect in your past life?
It's not that the shocking article, the vision of the sky, has not been written before.
The highest-level vision of the Confucian sect is nothing more than to capture the heaven and earth, gather the hearts of the people, and draw out the luck of humanity.
Confucianism is the religion of the people, and its teachings are to pursue humanism.
"Boy, is your tone not too small?"
"If you win, the conditions are up to you."
"There is no evidence in the air, the contract is the proof."
"Boy, sign this contract, let's give it a go!"
The old man who asked for death turned his hand and took out a yellowed ancient scroll, which was a blank contract. Looking at Gu Huang unconsciously, he showed some appreciation.
This kid has a good heart and is a real genius, much stronger than the bastards in the Holy Court.
If you can't become a disciple, at least you have to become a friend.
I just don't know what my avatar has to do with this kid? But from the attitude of this kid, their relationship should be good.
It's just that the avatar has been living in that world, and there has been no contact for thousands of years!
Almost everyone has forgotten the existence of this incarnation...
It seems that I have to ask this kid, this kid must know where his avatar is.
It was a pleasant surprise to be able to know the whereabouts of his avatar at that time.
"Yo! The Profound Truth Contract?"
"It turned out to be a leak-free paper, is it interesting?"
"Then sign the agreement!"
"This is not a place to compete, go to your turf, or find a quiet place."
"Otherwise, I am afraid that the vision I will cause will scare you to death."
Ancient Desolate Spiritual Mind emerged, and instantly signed his name on the contract, completely looking like a cloudless breeze.
"Interesting little guy, really extraordinary!" "Being able to see through the old man's possessions." "It seems Huan Yin, Ao Bing is not wronged in your hands." In front of it, it flashed like a ripple, and in the endless ripples, a figure walked out of it, as if it was crossing two large planes in an instant. The visitor was about eight feet tall, but with disheveled hair, ragged clothes, and oily face, he looked like an old beggar. The most bizarre thing was that there was a Buddhist bead hanging around his neck and a whisk that was almost bald in his waist. , but the clothes on his body that were almost rags were vaguely recognizable as a Confucian robe. In the left hand is a big red wine gourd, and in the right hand is a large tobacco rod that is a foot long. Not a monk, not a Taoist, not a Confucian, to look like a beggar, just at first glance, did not see his face, Gu Huang just felt a bit inexplicably familiar. This is completely the same shape as the old way of seeking death, and it is more than three points than the old way of seeking death. Especially the figure in front of him also has the inheritance of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism. When Gu Huang raised his head to look at his face, it didn't matter if he didn't see it, he almost fainted. Isn't this Nima just asking for death? It's completely the old way of seeking death, whether it is breath, appearance, or dress, it is a living and old way of seeking death. It's just that his cultivation is much stronger, the supreme of the eleventh level of Emperor Zun. Moreover, it is the existence of the Supreme Realm Dacheng, which almost touches the realm of the twelve ancient emperors, and what makes the ancient desolate horror even more is this existence with the same face as the old way of seeking death. It has been cultivated into darkness, space, time, darkness, soul, and destruction. There are six forbidden profound meanings, and each of them has been deduced to 270 profound meanings. Among them, the most respected time and the most mysterious soul are also perfectly controlled. Except for the Nine Supremes and Wuyuan Supreme, Gu Huang has never seen anyone who can master the three taboo profound meanings, and they are all infinitely close to the limit. Nine taboo profound meanings, the limit is three hundred and thirty-three. Being able to combine the six taboos and the inheritance of the three religions into one, such an existence will not be at a disadvantage in the face of those ancient and immortal inheritances, and the powers of the seven heavenly powers will not be at a disadvantage! The most mysterious old knife handle among the seven bandits, no one knows his identity, origin, and even his name. But Gu Huang knew that this was the old way of begging for death. No matter how high his cultivation base was, he was still a Daoist begging for death. Whether he wanted to die or not, he could really understand from the fact that he was greedy for drinking and eating, and in such a sloppy state. "Little guy, why don't you speak, are you shocked?" "Old man, I know that he is handsome, suave and suave, and even a pear flower presses a begonia. The handsome is even more earth-shattering and fascinated by thousands of beauties." "Little guy, you just know it in your heart, you don't have to show it, otherwise the old man will be proud." "Dark boy, how is it? Now you believe that I am handsome and shocked the world!" "Look at such a little evildoer, I am impressed by the demeanor of this old man." The sloppy old man took a few gulps of wine and took another stubborn puff of cigarettes, filled with a complacent smile. "This... Senior Knife, keep a low profile, keep a low profile!" "We all know that you are the most handsome in the world. You are popular in Yunhuangyuan, and you are all over the misty mountains." "Three thousand worlds, one hundred thousand in a thousand worlds, all the beauties of all ethnic groups have been seduced by you." "But the more it is like this, the more low-key it is, isn't it?" "Senior Knife, you are the firefly hidden in the darkness, and the bright moon above the nine heavens is difficult to cover up your appearance." The corners of An Wuya's mouth twitched violently, but she still praised it in front of her face. Don't brag about it! Who made their senior knife, this old knife handle that spanned hundreds of thousands of years, exactly the existence of the world? The entire Misty Mountain is only heard of its people, not seen at all. The most important thing is that the old man likes to play the game, and he has been visited by the old man almost all the time. In the words of his old man, life is too short to have fun. He has ten million incarnations, and no one knows where his real body is, but once there is a war crisis here, he will come back as soon as possible. "Tsk tsk! Boy Wuya, he is becoming more and more able to speak." "Low-key, low-key, little guy, are you also attracted by the old man's figure?" "Seeing that you have a good talent, do you want to be my teacher or not, I will pass on what I have learned in my life." "The future will let you traverse Misty Mountain and Yunhuang Courtyard." "As long as you nod your head, you will be the third-largest bandit in the first line of heaven from now on." "You can grab whatever you like, just grab whoever you like, what you want? That's what you have?" "Happy and happy life." The sloppy old man flicked his oily, almost bird's nest-like hair, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth. "Hahaha!" "I can't, I can't, I can't stand it, I can't stand it anymore, let me laugh for a while." "you you" "I beg your pardon, why didn't I realize that you have such a thick skin? I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen you so shameless." "A pear flower presses a begonia, and it fascinates thousands of beauties. Are you sure that all women in the world are not dead?" "You still remember that when you were a monk, you pretended to be an abbot and went to the brothel. In the end, you used a photo talisman to sell this wonderful thing." "Please die! Please die, you..." "Hahaha!" Gu Huang couldn't help it anymore, he just laughed out loud on the spot, his future laughing straight back, and hammering the table from time to time, the scene was almost out of control for a while, and there was no image at all. This is definitely an old way of seeking death, and there is no second person in this world more shameless than him. Just because of this shamelessness, this shamelessness, and only begging for death. "Boy, you... actually know the Taoist name of the old man as a Taoist, it's a bit interesting!" "It seems that even if we are not acquaintances, there is some origin." "This is easy to handle. What is the proposal of the old man? Would you like to take me as a teacher?" "Boy, worship me as a teacher, that's a lot of benefits." The Daoist begging for death was still unmoved on the surface, but there was clearly a glint of brilliance in his eyes. The origin of this kid is really not simple. He has friendship with the Dao of Destruction of Heaven and the Holy Spirit Ancient Clan, and he seems to have a relationship with several of his subordinates, and the friendship is very good. Intercepted halfway, in fact, he has been watching from the side, this kid knocked Ao Bing up with one punch, if he used more force, he could make Ao Bing die. But staying at the critical moment proves that there is no hostility in this kid's heart. And to interfere in this matter, does Gein have a relationship with the Golden Crow? That's why they valued the Ancient Sun Clan so much. The most important thing is that this kid is still the descendant of that little devil, and now he even knows his identity. The incarnation of the Daoist begging for death has long been forgotten, and he did not know how to live in that world. "I worship you as my teacher, you are sure that you are qualified to be my master." "It is undeniable that your cultivation is indeed higher than mine, but that is cultivation after all, and the difference between me is only time." "Pills, weapons, talismans, formations, seals, martial arts, supernatural powers, profound meanings, rules, and even the methods of all major schools in the world, as long as you have one, you can beat me." "It's okay to worship you as a teacher." "Begging for death, you dare to compare with me." Now that Gu Huang has determined his identity, he naturally has a way to deal with him. This old man is deceitful and shameless, but he knows his weaknesses. As long as a jar of good wine and a meal of food can make him bow his head obediently. This old man of begging for death is notoriously greedy... "Hahaha! Interesting, really interesting boy, dare to invite the old man to fight." "Okay, if you have nothing to do, the old man will bet with you." "But the stake is too small. If you lose, you kid has nothing to lose." "And the old man is compared with you in the above, that is really bullying you. The old man also has an identity, which is the three great profound teachers of the Holy Court." "Tools, arrays, pills, and talismans are precisely what this old man is capable of, such as martial arts, supernatural powers, and the methods of various schools in the world. This old man is more proficient than you." "The old man won't bet with you, I'll bet with you." "You and I each write a word, who can elicit more dissimilarities, who can elicit changes in the world, even if who wins?" "Boy, this is the easiest competition, you dare to accept my bet." The Taoist begging for death opened his mouth to laugh, revealing his mouth full of yellow teeth, full of self-confidence, and also dug a hole for Gu Huang. He has inherited the three religions in one body, and he has been in the Confucian school for thousands of years. He has written beautifully, written characters and painted pictures, and painted the heaven. This is the housekeeping method of the Confucian school. He was once a hundred saints who sang in unison, presenting thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. The auspicious clouds are shrouded, the stars and rivers are bright, and the different phases will not be scattered for ten days. This disciple has been accepted, who made this boy an incomparable evildoer? It is to understand at least three forbidden profound meanings. Such a good and beautiful jade can't be found even with a lantern. Now it has fallen into his own territory. This is fate. "You want to compare words with me, are you sure?" "Okay, begging for death, I'll convince you of your defeat today." "Do you think I can't see that you have the inheritance of the three religions? You want to dig a hole for me." "It seems that you are destined to fail. I said begging for death, since the lottery has increased." "If I lose, whether it's to worship you as a teacher, or whatever, it's up to you." "But what if you lose!" Gu Huang calmly looked at the old man who wanted to die, with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect that the old man would dare to spell with himself. Don't you know that you have a good relationship with the Confucian Sect in your past life? It's not that the shocking article, the vision of the sky, has not been written before. The highest-level vision of the Confucian sect is nothing more than to capture the heaven and earth, gather the hearts of the people, and draw out the luck of humanity. Confucianism is the religion of the people, and its teachings are to pursue humanism. "Boy, is your tone not too small?" "If you win, the conditions are up to you." "There is no evidence in the air, the contract is the proof." "Boy, sign this contract, let's give it a go!" The old man who asked for death turned his hand and took out a yellowed ancient scroll, which was a blank contract. Looking at Gu Huang unconsciously, he showed some appreciation. This kid has a good heart and is a real genius, much stronger than the bastards in the Holy Court. If you can't become a disciple, at least you have to become a friend. I just don't know what my avatar has to do with this kid? But from the attitude of this kid, their relationship should be good. It's just that the avatar has been living in that world, and there has been no contact for thousands of years! Almost everyone has forgotten the existence of this incarnation... It seems that I have to ask this kid, this kid must know where his avatar is. It was a pleasant surprise to be able to know the whereabouts of his avatar at that time. "Yo! The Profound Truth Contract?" "It turned out to be a leak-free paper, is it interesting?" "Then sign the agreement!" "This is not a place to compete, go to your turf, or find a quiet place." "Otherwise, I am afraid that the vision I will cause will scare you to death." Ancient Desolate Spiritual Mind emerged, and instantly signed his name on the contract, completely looking like a cloudless breeze.
