Chapter 137: The "Gift" of Time Lao Suo
"That's what my predecessor said?"
As soon as Mu Ping flipped his hand, a turquoise jade plaque appeared in his hand - it was the one he and Hu Mo had obtained from the deceased female cultivator ring in the desert of time.
"How did the old man's token fall into your hands?"
Time Laosuo's voice trembled.
Mu Ping learned the process of getting the token in a few words, "I see that there are three words on the token, what does it mean?"
Shi Laosuo is from the Yuling Continent, and there must be a lot of good things on him, and the things on an immortal emperor are not much worse, not to mention that they are rich and rival the country.
And he fell very suddenly, those good things must not have had time to use, the old ghost and the weasel should have been his servants, and the possibility of time Lao Su giving them is not very likely.
So, isn't it true that the old man has a lot of good things?
Mu Ping's eyes lit up, and he felt that he had the talent to be a profiteer.
"After absorbing a little brain fluid from you, you let Ben Shao go to find your relatives and disciples outside the three galaxies, and there will be no other benefits at all, how can there be such a reason in the world?"
Mu Ping understands his own value, the reason why Shi Laosuo said this is probably because he thinks that his spiritual power is so strong, and he will definitely fly to a more advanced plane one day, is he betting on it?
If there's a risk, why not share it?!
"You young man!"
Time Lao Su obviously understood Mu Ping's thoughts, and thought for a while, "Okay, since Xiaoyou has mentioned the Time Palace, then the old man will give Xiaoyou a creation, as for how far you can reach, it depends on the level of Xiaoyou's comprehension." β
"Then I can't help it!"
Mu Ping shrugged his shoulders and spread out his hands.
"This miser, it's all come to this point, and the big pot is still up. β
"Farewell!"
Mu Ping clenched his fist at the blue sphere, took Hu Mo's hand, and was about to leave.
"Wait!"
Time Lao Suo reluctantly stopped him.
"The old man is just joking with Xiaoyou. β
Mu Ping felt his buttocks move steeply, and the time wheel flew into the air with a whizz.
But he didn't feel good, as if someone had touched his ass, very tired.
"Huh, the Time Stone has been refined by you, no wonder...... No wonder!"
Although Time Lao Suo said half of the words, Mu Ping still understood what he meant, he was dissatisfied with the Time Stone, that is, the time wheel in Mu Ping's mouth, taking himself and Hu Mo to his brain, thinking that the Time Stone had betrayed him, but he didn't expect it to be refined by Mu Ping.
You must know that if it weren't for Mu Ping's spiritual power comparable to that of the Immortal Emperor, it would be more difficult than ascending to the sky if he wanted to refine the Time Stone.
At that time, the stone trembled, and then flew back to Mu Ping's hand, and when the spiritual power penetrated, he saw a mark similar to a palace.
"The palace is buried with all the old man's belongings and cultivation experience, and the token is the key to unlocking the treasure, and it has been given to Xiaoyou, and I hope Xiaoyou will not break his word. β
Time Laosuo's expression was extremely lonely and unwilling, as if a miser had been taken away from all his savings, which made him more uncomfortable than asking for his life.
Mu Ping pursed his lips and didn't make a sound.
But his heart had already blossomed.
"Thank you for your generosity!
Mu Ping clenched his fists and bowed his hand to the blue orb. As soon as Hu Mo pulled out, the flying sword was sacrificed steeply, turned into a streamer, and flew away.
Of course, before leaving, he hadn't forgotten to take the Time Wheel back, the map on it was a good thing, if there was no Time Wheel, how could he possibly find the location of the Time Wheel's brain.
Because the time passage formation has been broken, the coercion of heaven and earth and the prohibition of space have been lifted naturally, and Mu Ping can shuttle freely with a flying sword, which is many times better than the original hard walking.
After a cup of tea, the flying sword came to the front of a mountain peak.
This is obviously not the illusion of the body of the old man of time.
Because the mountains here are high and dense, and the rivers are murmuring, its characteristics are different from those of the time desert, the time barren lake, and the time flame plain.
"At this time, Lao Su really knows how to choose a place!"
Mu Ping frowned, he faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart, and there was a faint feeling of panic, which was a sign that danger was coming.
He collected the flying sword, and his spiritual power radiated out, and a radius of three thousand meters was within his perception range.
Advancing to the eighth layer of the real tree, his spiritual power can already be extended to a radius of three thousand meters.
There is no shadow of a palace here, some are just a deep hole, a deep hole that cannot be seen to the end.
"Boy, the old ghost of time sent you, right? There is also a little fox, this seat has not eaten such tender demon beast meat for a long time!
Suddenly, an eerie, high-pitched voice echoed in his ears.
"Poof!"
Hu Mo opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Damn, fooled!"
Mu Ping reacted immediately, but it was still too late, and he and Hu Mo involuntarily slid towards the deep hole, as if there was an invisible drag dragging them.
"This bullshit is powerful, and there is not a good thing!"
Mu Ping gritted his teeth with hatred, a trace of remorse faintly rose in his heart, since he hit the mortal planet of the earth, he felt that his murderous aura was much less, he was often surrounded by warmth, and he forgot about the deceit of the cultivation realm.
How could an immortal emperor easily give his good things to outsiders?
With the personality of the old man, how could he trust an outsider and not his own servants?Otherwise, how could his weasels betray him and change his banner?
It's all your own fault, how can you easily trust a monk who has been sucked by himself? That man should hate himself for ruining his plan, and he is really naΓ―ve to think that he is demanding of himself!
It's ridiculous.
The second person should be himself!
Seeing that he and Hu Mo were stumbling into the deep hole by an invisible force, Mu Ping bit his lower lip with his upper teeth, and with a wave of his right hand, the Cold Moon Divine Sword was pulled out of the ring by him.
"Break it for me!"
It is obviously not a wise move to compete with the guy below who makes his heart palpitate, and it should work if you can use the Death Knife against the power he has released.
The Cold Moon Divine Knife turned into a huge sword three zhang long, and slashed in the direction of the deep hole.
"Boom!"
In an instant, the mountains shook, rocks splashed, sawdust flew, and some plants and trees turned into powder in an instant.
The full force of a monk comparable to that of a Xuandan-level monk was definitely not to be underestimated, and even the mountain halfway up the mountain was split out of a large pit thirty zhang long, one zhang wide, and more than five zhang deep.
"Huh?"
The monk below obviously didn't expect Mu Ping to be so brave, and he exclaimed, and the external Yuan Force was cut into two at once.
Mu Ping and Hu Mo suddenly lost their center of gravity and flew upside down, "Plop, plop!" and sat on the ground respectively.