Chapter Seventy-Seven: Offering Ugliness
In a gazebo, two people sit opposite each other.
Old man Zhao no longer has his usual old and immodest attitudes, and said solemnly: "Boy, now you can explain honestly!"
"At that time, I strayed into the Little Xuan Realm with the Ring Idiot..."
Qin Tian knew the seriousness of the matter, and he didn't dare to hide it at all, and told everything that happened in the Little Xuan Realm.
"As for what happened later, you are also clear, it is nothing more than that you came to the rescue in time and sent us back. β
Hearing this, Old Man Zhao was silent, and after a long time, he smiled bitterly and said, "You kid, you are really daring! Do you know that this god and demon clan..."
Qin Tian knew what he was going to say, so he hurriedly interrupted his tirade and said, "I have already learned the origin of the gods and demons from the "Dao Qi", so you old man don't have to waste your tongue. β
Old man Zhao raised his eyebrows, a strange color appeared on his face, and said, "Oh, even let you find the "Dao Qi"? But then again, the Zhurong inheritance should be described in the above ancient magic text, how can you understand it?"
"How do I know that?"
This time, Qin Tian didn't reveal his tone, it's not that he can't trust Old Man Zhao's personality, after all, the Great Dao Book is the foundation of his enlightenment, even if his father and mother ask, he still won't tell the truth.
"If you don't want to say it, forget it, it's not uncommon for Lao Tzu to hear it!"
Old man Zhao rolled his eyes, a fool could see that Qin Tian's words were insincere, but he didn't intend to dwell on this matter, it was normal for cultivators to have secrets that they didn't want to show to others, even himself.
Qin Tian took a deep breath and asked tentatively, "Now, is there a remedy?"
Old man Zhao wanted to speak and stopped, but finally shook his head and said, "It's not easy to do, this is definitely not an ordinary madness, even if you are abolished, it will not help." β
"There is one thing you are thinking about, the first target of the innate demonic qi to invade is actually your origin. The demonic intent that emerges from the spiritual power is nothing but the manifestation of the origin..."
Although he had been mentally prepared, Qin Tian's heart couldn't help but twitch, his back was already drenched with sweat, he forced himself to calm down, and asked, "Based on your calculations, how long do I have left?"
After Old Man Zhao raised his hand and counted for a while, his expression was unprecedentedly solemn, and he said: "There should be three months, the main premise is that you can't use half of your cultivation during this time, otherwise the time will be shortened by half." β
Afraid that Qin Tian would not be able to accept the reality, he added: "If I set the seal, it will not be difficult to delay it for another year and a half." I'm not afraid of your jokes, I only know a little about gods and demons, and I'll go back and visit a few old friends, maybe they have a way to deal with it..."
Qin Tian naturally heard the insincerity of his words, waved his hand at him, and said, "You don't have to tell me these foolish faΓ§ade words." If even you are helpless, I am destined to not escape this catastrophe. β
Seeing that Qin Tian said it so bluntly, Old Man Zhao didn't know what to say for a while.
Suddenly, Qin Tian grinned thoughtlessly, revealing an inexplicable ruthlessness and ferocity: "Since this is the case, let's use my method! Old man, don't want to sit idly by, if I can escape this time, I will call your ancestors all successful in the future!"
Old man Zhao was taken aback, almost thinking that Qin Tian was stunned because he couldn't accept the reality, but seeing that his qi was stable, and he didn't look like he was distracted, he couldn't help but say, "Do you have a way?"
Qin Tian nodded without hesitation, and then told his thoughts truthfully: "Drive the tiger and devour the wolf, and fight the poison with poison..."
The more Old Man Zhao listened, the more frightened he became, even an old cultivator of the Ascension Realm like him, who was accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, was suppressed by Qin Tian's thoughts.
Gods and demons work together, one and the same, what a big deal.
Once it is done, not to mention suppressing the demonic qi, it will even open up an unprecedented avenue to the sky.
However, Old Man Zhao couldn't help but say bluntly in the end: "This method naturally works in theory, but it is only a theory." At the beginning, even the ancient saints couldn't get to this point, not to mention... If you fail, I'm afraid you won't even have three months..."
Qin Tian's eyes were firm: "I am determined and decided, instead of sitting and waiting, it is better to make a vigorous gamble!
"Damn, is there such a thing as your kid?"
Old man Zhao was angry when he heard this, and suddenly changed his face, scolding and scolding, but in fact, his mind was flying, weighing the pros and cons.
Indeed, Qin Tian's idea was really whimsical, but in fact, it was the only hope at the moment.
Old man Zhao seemed to accept his fate, and said angrily: "When I owe you in my last life!"
Qin Tian's expression eased at this time, and he walked over and put his arm on Old Man Zhao's shoulder, and said with a hippie smile: "This is a good buddy..."
Immediately, he grabbed Old Man Zhao's arm and walked out: "Without further ado, let's go early and return early..."
"You think it's an outing!"
Old man Zhao was very unappreciative, shook off his claws, and said angrily: "Anyway, you won't be able to die for a while, so let me delay for two days." β
"What's more, is it possible that you really plan to let me go to the territory of the Protoss to kill indiscriminately, and then snatch the exercises? Please, you also look up to my old man too much!"
Qin Tian couldn't help frowning, and said, "Don't you rob it?"
Old man Zhao really didn't bother to explain to him: "Mountain people have their own clever plans. Since I promised you, I will definitely be able to get you the Protoss exercises. β
"Let's go, let's treat my old man to a good meal first!"
...
Five days passed in a row, until Chinese New Year's Eve, Qin Tiancai finally waited for the news of Old Man Zhao.
The two met downstairs in the dormitory.
The old man Zhao, who is usually unkempt, actually changed into a dark robe, his silver hair was combed into a neat bun, his feet were on gold-threaded moire boots, and he was like an old god.
Qin Tian yawned and held a fritter in his mouth, Youya Youzai walked up to him and complained: "Damn, I urged you three times and asked four times before, and your old man didn't take it seriously." It's better now, I have to pick this early morning time to set off, really when the early bird has worms?!"
Old man Zhao snatched another fritter from his hand, and ate it with relish, and didn't forget to tease: "Don't eat it, don't you want to spit it all out later?"
Qin Tian rewarded him with two white eyes, and he didn't take his words seriously at all.
"Alright, let's go!"
After eating the fritters, Old Man Zhao wiped the oil stains on his hands with the hem of his robe, and picked up Qin Tian's collar without saying anything, and shouted for no reason: "It's ugly!"
The next moment, a purple-gold dragon shadow rose from the ground, and under the sound of the dragon's groan, it rushed straight out of the nine clouds.