The power of fate is like wolf smoke, straight up to the secret East Lake. The moon in East Lake is like a mirror, and the wolf smoke is straight forward!

The old god touched the treasures on the table, which were priceless and could not even be exchanged for a few cities, and was a little reluctant, but in the end he only said one sentence: "If the old man is unfortunate that I can't come back, can you transfer these things to my apprentice who can't make it?"

The old black man and the crazy monk were silent, if Li Yuanzhi and the Buddha were saved, was this thing a slap in the face?

The old god stick slowly walked up to the top of the building, with this looking somewhat old figure walking up the stairs step by step, the roof of the attic was like a teapot lid, and was lifted up, but there was nothing unusual about the old god stick, no spiritual power, and no power of fate surged, some were just an old man who bowed his body and walked up the somewhat long stairs step by step, the old black man and the crazy monk were no longer as powerful as dragons, and the two of them were just endless silence, and even the old black man felt that his face was a little red, and he was at the beginning. Suspicion of blackmailing the "old god stick." Did you do something wrong and the old god was thinking in his heart: "Sure enough, I am suitable for the end of my life, but I have only accepted an apprentice for a few months, even if I add the time of the Tower of Time, it will only be a year to be full, and I will usher in retribution? Is this what you have touched? I still can't hide after hiding for a lifetime." ”

"Light as life, heavy as life" This is the words given to him by his master, and the old god seems to understand the meaning of this sentence at this moment.

The old god stick's movements are a little rickety, as if he saw the restoration of the psychic mirror stone at any moment, that was the original appearance of life, the old god stick touched the wooden floor under his legs, and before he could go up the stairs, the roof of the building flew into the air by itself, turning into twisted powder in the air.

The old god knew that it was the old black man who made a move.

"The Skyclave makes a bed for the waist building, and the half moon reflects the building like this. "Is this my own death? Or is the master thinking about himself?

I can't help but miss my master a little, the old guy is not responsible for his apprentice like himself, and he is not even willing to spend an extra spirit stone for himself, but before he died, he still told himself to let himself pull off his robe, is this master old and confused?

But when he saw his apprentice fall into the Skyclave, why was he still a little uncomfortable? Obviously, this rabbit cub was reluctant to apprentice, and even kowtowed in the ancestral hall very perfunctory, but when he thought of the wild vegetables that the rabbit cub had obviously picked very hard, he pretended to give it to himself with a charity expression: "Old fellow, will you eat wild vegetable steamed buns today?"

But the rabbit cub was staring at himself proudly. This rabbit cub can't give himself a face, he must be spanked in the future, let him know who the master is! It's a pity, there is no chance, in the future, I must tell my senior brother, take good care of my own bad apprentice, but don't beat too hard, this apprentice's life is not good, glued to the broom star, but his apprentice is a salvation, thinking of this, the old god stick feels as if he has finally done a good thing in his life.

The old god stick sat on the wooden floor, and the old black man and the mad monk sat silently on the side, this was the beginning and the end.

If you can, no one wants to end, but that's your own hope, you've been in a mess for a lifetime, and it's easy to usher in the world, but you find that it has nothing to do with you, it's ridiculous!

Goodbye, Dashi! The old god man closed his eyes......