Chapter Forty-Nine: How Can the Old Man's Things Be Fake?
The monkey who was taken to a study house in the Ask Immortal Pavilion by Jiukou still looked unconvinced, although his nose was blue, his face was swollen, and his hair was messy, which looked very funny and cute, but it still did not affect him to tilt his head to the sky, as if I was beaten by you.
This made Jiu Ko speechless to this guy, this person was like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard, and he couldn't take it if he threw it away.
If he hadn't had a good sister, he would have wanted to slap him to death. I was also a little depressed in my heart, and it wasn't the old man who beat you, what are you doing here! If it weren't for the old man protecting you with his spiritual power, you would still be standing here alive and kicking? You would have been lying on a single frame like a dead dog.
But although he thought so in his heart, his expression was still calm and solemn:
"You're not here to cause trouble! The boss asked me to pay more attention to you, so you should understand what it means. ”
After listening, the monkey's arrogant head lowered a little, and said to Jiukou without humility or arrogance:
"I know this, but you also have to know that first of all, other people can't take the initiative to attack me, otherwise I won't be able to fight back if I'm beaten, right?"
Jiukou suddenly felt a headache after hearing this scoundrel's statement, but he also knew that he couldn't press this thorn too tightly, and the head of the house meant to let him settle down for a few years, and after thinking about it, he still planned to take a step back and said:
"It's okay, no one dares to look at the old man, but first of all, you can't take the initiative to stimulate others with words, if someone starts to beat you, there is a signal card, and I can know after injecting spiritual power." After speaking, he took out a jade-like waist card from his sleeve and handed it over.
When the monkey saw that there was something to collect, his face was immediately happy, and it was not in vain that he was beaten badly. Hurriedly reached over and caught it, took it to his eyes and looked at it again and again, and he didn't know if this thing was worth anything, so he really wanted to take a bite and take a look. However, seeing that Jiukou was on the side, there was a fake look of what the old man had given, so he finally endured it, rubbed it a few times, and then put it on his chest and said happily:
"Hey, old man, it's too hard for you to give me a microphone or something, no! You'll have to give me another amulet. After all, I'm just a waste spirit root, maybe I can get a high-grade spirit root, wouldn't I die in a single shot? This makes me feel uneasy. ”
Jiukou's face darkened after hearing this, and he hated the shameless guy even more, and secretly scolded you in his heart for not blushing when he said this? How brave was one beating a group of people just now! Now just one of them will die with a single shot? You are the first disciple who dares to hit the old man with his idea, if other disciples dare to talk to him like this, he will definitely slap him to death with one palm, and he will definitely let him live to the point of not being disciplined.
But the hatred in my heart is hatred, but after thinking about it, his words are actually not unreasonable, after all, although there were many enemies in the fight just now, it was because no one else used spiritual power, if you use spiritual power, a little bit stronger than the body is not enough to see.
Besides, this guy hasn't opened his pulse yet, so it's really possible that just one of them can pinch him to death, and he has never been a peaceful master. But the thought of giving something again made him suddenly feel another pain in his flesh, and he didn't know what to give him for a while, and after thinking for a long time, he thought of a demonic qi ring, which was taken from the hands of a demon cultivator he destroyed a long time ago, and the power was quite good, but it needed to be infused with demonic energy to use, and the Terran sect basically did not practice demonic skills, because cultivating demonic skills is easy to fall into demons, and it will make people crazy and lose their minds. What's more, no matter how strong the human beings are in cultivating the Demon Race, they will never be stronger than the Demon Race. The innate condition of the demon race is a gap that human beings cannot cross. Humans of the same level will never be the opponent of the demons, because the demons have a stronger physique and can be immune to the damage caused by cultivating demon skills, while the characters are weak.
Therefore, it is difficult to find people who practice demonic skills to inject demonic energy into this ring, because anyone who cultivates demonic skills is a cult. But the good thing about this thing is that it can also just inject spiritual power, although it only has the original layer of power, but it can also resist the blow of the foundation building monk, and there is no problem with many hits below the foundation building.
Thinking that it was just cleaning up the garbage, his face was no longer so ugly. His face turned kind, and he said:
"What you said is not unreasonable, even if the old man gives you another thing, it can be worth a blow to the foundation!"
After speaking, he took out a bracelet from his cuff for a long time before taking out a bracelet and handing it to the monkey, looking quite reluctant.
The monkey happily stretched out his hand to catch it, and found that the old man had given him a black bracelet, which looked worthless at first glance, and immediately muttered: "What kind of stall is this? Can I change it?"
Jiu Ko's face turned red when he said it, and he immediately said angrily: "Bastard, how can the things given by the old man be fake? This thing is a high-level magic weapon, but it takes time to wear it to slowly recognize the master, after a long time, you will know the mystery, don't be verbose, the class is about to start, hurry up and get this bird's nest on your head, I will take you to the school in a while." ”
The monkey was also a little embarrassed by what he said, after all, his hands were short, but he was still a little depressed: just talk about it, as for being so angry. Then he scratched his messy hair, and when he heard that he was going to school, he hurriedly ran to the side and straightened his hair in front of the mirror......