"Joke, I can lie to you?" The sick old man glanced at Xiaochen and said loudly with his head held high. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hearing this, Xiaochen felt a little uneasy in his heart, he always felt that the sick old man was not a person who would make himself suffer, this time he wanted to take the immortal weapon, I am afraid it was not as simple as he thought, but the words have already been spoken, not to mention that he has no habit of repaying debts, that is, he wants to rely on it, and the sick old man will not agree, the result must be coercion and temptation, so that Xiaochen gives up the request.

The worst result is that he was fortunate to go down the mountain and bought half of the fruit for the sick old man, if he wins, he can get a fairy weapon, this kind of business, I'm afraid no one doesn't want to do it.

"Come on, wait until he wakes up." Xiaochen spread his hands, and after speaking, he went back to the woods and lay down.

Three days ago, Xiaochen ended the cultivation of the remnant sword path, and the last period of cultivation allowed him to reluctantly refine the skin of the evil qi, and in the later cultivation, Xiaochen no longer let the existing sword qi cut the body by itself, but replaced it with his own sword control sword spirit, so that every time the wound is cut, the evil qi is heavier, and the wound is deeper.

Under a large amount of practice, his sword control technique was already close to the realm of perfection, and in addition, when Xiaochen left, more than a dozen sword spirits were inhaled into the space in his body, and the number of sword spirits imprisoned in the space in his body had exceeded a hundred.

There are less than two months, it is the big competition of the sect, Xiaochen came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and he came to relax the nerves that had been tense for two years, but the most important thing was that he wanted the sick old man to explain to him the reason why he was not in Yunyoufeng for the past two years, just like that, he Xiaochen stayed in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for three days, and the transformation of the brothers and sisters against the sky was still not over, the sick old man told Xiaochen that these spirit beasts have been sleeping for hundreds of years, and this transformation has been for 1,800 years, it is not a thing, Xiaochen did not ask more, after all, transformation is generally only good things.

After Xiaochen walked into the woods and lay down, the sick old man also followed, came to the rattan chair, bent down and picked up a pear, and gnawed it down, pity this sunny noon, the senior brother was "exposed to the wilderness", this kind of encounter, I am afraid he is an experience, and may be the only time in this life.

The identity of the senior brother, in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion in the back mountain, has no use at all, the sick old man is completely ignored, and Xiaochen is not known at all.

I don't know how long it took, the cicadas in the woods chirped, there was no movement on the two big rattan chairs, and Xiaochen and the sick old man were still lying on it, obviously, the two were asleep, at this time, the senior brother Xuanyuan Yuhao who was lying under the scorching sun also gradually woke up, after a long period of exposure, the ground had already been hot and the stove was like a stove, Xuanyuan Yuhao woke up, touched the hot ground, and then scratched his head, and found that a red hair was also hot.

He flew up and jumped up, the power of cultivation worked, and the discomfort of being sunburned for a long time dissipated, he thought back to what happened just now, but he couldn't figure it out anyway, the guard of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, why did he suddenly make a difficulty, that roar, he still had palpitations in his heart now, that kind of absolute suppression, made him feel powerless, and when he woke up at this moment, he quickly saw the scene in the woods.

On the big rattan chair, there were two people sleeping soundly, one of them he couldn't see the cultivation, it was a sick old man, and the other person was just a qi refining cultivator no matter how he looked at it, but it gave him a sense of danger, it was Xiaochen.

Xuanyuan Yuhao lowered his voice and said: "Senior Yun, junior Xuanyuan Yuhao, has been endowed with Master Ming, entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion once, and I hope that the seniors will be convenient." ”

The sick old man didn't move, as if he hadn't heard it, but in fact, when Xuanyuan Yuhao spoke, he had a little cultivation power, and even Xiaochen on the side could clearly hear it in his ears, it was impossible for the sick old man not to hear it, the appearance at this moment must be intentional, how could Xiaochen not know his intentions, it was nothing more than to let himself receive him.

For the sake of his immortal weapon, Xiaochen got up and walked towards Xuanyuan Yuhao, Xiaochen didn't try to find out about the cultivation of the comer, because Xiaochen didn't have this ability, even if it was a person with a lower realm than him, he couldn't see the other party's cultivation, let alone a higher realm than him, this was the conclusion he got after trying many times on the senior sisters of Yunyoufeng, so Xiaochen decided from then on not to explore other people's cultivation.

"Boy, Boss Yun is asleep, you better go back first." Xiaochen said with a yawn.

Seeing a young man yawning over, Xuanyuan Yuhao's face was as usual, he could be sure that this person was not very old, and this appearance was his true face, "I have asked my master to teach Qingcang Zhangzhang, and if I want to enter the Tianquan Pavilion once, I hope that my junior brother will make it convenient." ”

Speaking to Xiaochen like this as Xuanyuan Yuhao, it can be regarded as letting go of all his figures, if it is an ordinary disciple, I am afraid that there is no one who is not deeply honored, but he has no choice but to meet Xiaochen, and he can only blame him for his bad luck.

As soon as Xiaochen heard that the other party actually called Qingcang Daozun as a master, then most of this person was Xuanyuan Yuhao, Xiaochen was deeply favored by Qingcang Daozun, and he gave the other party a release, but at this time, Xiaochen was plotting to ill the old man's immortal weapon, and he speculated that most of the people in front of him were Xuanyuan Yuhao, and this kind of genius who had been cultivating for many years had a move, not to mention three moves, one move was enough to choke, so Xiaochen's plan at the moment, no matter who the other party was, he would immediately drive away, so that he still had a little hope.

"How many times have you been there to shut up my, Boss Yun is not here, I'm in charge here, hurry up." Xiaochen didn't care about what his life would be like after offending Xuanyuan Yuhao, and said stubbornly at this moment.

"Hmph, I'm not ashamed." Xuanyuan Yuhao snorted coldly when he heard this, and then hugged his fists from afar, and said: "I hope that Senior Yun will be convenient, don't embarrass the head of the sect." ”

"The kid is wrong to say, the old man is just asleep, how can it be linked to the face of the master?" The lazy voice of the sick old man came.

"It's just that this stinky boy is talking nonsense, how can this be counted on my head?" The sick old man said as he walked towards Xiaochen and Xuanyuan Yuhao.

"Ignorant boy, don't mention it, that junior will go to Tianquan Pavilion first." How could Xuanyuan Yuhao not see that these two people were clearly all the way, although he didn't know why the other party was like this, but he was not far from being entangled.

When he heard the sick old man speak, Xiaochen's heart had sunk to the bottom, and the sick old man was speaking at the moment, obviously not wanting Xuanyuan Yuhao to leave here, Xiaochen secretly said: This fight, it must be fought.

"Boy, please slow down, although this stinky boy is talking nonsense, but after all, he is also one of the main things here, since he said that he doesn't agree with you to go, I'm afraid you still won't be able to enter." The sick old man looked at Xiaochen and said with a smile.

And so it was! Xiaochen sighed secretly, knowing that this duel was imperative, and after scolding the old fox, he said: "Give you three chances to make a move, if I am satisfied, I will let you in." ”

When the sick old man heard this, he felt a slight difference, and then smiled, he laughed at Xiaochen's ability to say that the three tricks of picking up others were so gorgeous without losing face.

Xiaochen also has a hard time, if he says that he can take three moves from others and let him go, this is too embarrassing, so he has no choice but to say it the other way around.

Xuanyuan Yuhao looked puzzled, and couldn't guess what the old man and the young wanted to do, but he didn't think that they would be unfavorable to him, after all, the sick old man in front of him, every time the master told him not to lose his courtesy, he naturally didn't have to think about it, as for Xiaochen, no matter how you look at it, they are all monks in the Qi refining period, how can they be unfavorable to themselves?

Thinking of this, no matter what the other party's purpose is, he will not know until he makes a move.