Chapter 129: The Grandmaster Returns
If Jiang Tianfang's regretful intestines are blue, then Jin Yuming's distressed stomach will be purple.
This is the treasure map he found, this is the ruins he has been looking for for days to find, and it was all his treasure.
But now, even the dead fat man was given a Xuan-level weapon, but he could only watch with his eyes open, and he couldn't even drink saliva, which also hurt his self-esteem too much.
Jin Yuming looked at Wu Liang pitifully, looking forward to the great grandmaster giving him some soup and water, so that he could also have a psychological comfort.
Wu Liang didn't even look at him, if Jiang Tian couldn't let go of his hands and rob him, he would have to ask for a storage ring at most.
However, since you have done it, and you have prepared not a single hair for Wu Ye, Wu Ye will naturally not be polite to him.
Repaying grievances with virtue is not Wu Ye's style, even if he doesn't like these things, it is good to take them out and give them away.
Ignoring Jin Yuming's pleading eyes, Wu Liang walked around the practice room, and saw that the poor ghost monk thousands of years ago really didn't leave anything good, so he said easily: "Okay, the treasure hunt is over, go home for dinner." ”
"Master, do you want to give them some benefits?" Huang San's face was serious, and without waiting for Wu Liang to be surprised, the third master urged him to say: "It's good for me to look at the futon, maybe it's still some treasure." ”
I was surprised that this fat man would have such a kind heart just now Jin Yuming's face turned green when he heard the fat man say it, what a baby, this futon has been sitting on a skeleton for thousands of years, isn't this a humble person.
wanted to get angry, but when he thought that this dead fat man had a grandmaster as a backer, Jin Yuming suddenly wilted, although the old man was powerful. But I can't bear the grandmaster, so I admit it this time.
However, when the third master finished speaking, Wu Liang slapped his head. It was only when he looked at the third master that he was amazed: "Huang San, you have a good eye!" You don't say I forgot, I have a bit of eyesight! ”
"What...... This, this can't really be a baby, right? ”
The third master looked incredulous, is this really a treasure?
He just said it casually, ridiculing Jin Yuming, could he really be right.
Even Jin Yuming hurriedly turned his gaze to the prosaic futon. But when he saw it like this, Jin Yuming was stunned, yes, if this futon is not a baby. How can it not be corrupted for thousands of years.
Even if this practice room is sealed and guarded by a formation, even the clothes on the dry bones have turned to ashes, how can this futon not change color at all?
Jin Yuming's eyes suddenly lit up. I can't wait to take this treasure now. However, the thought of Wu Liang's existence died down again.
"Well, this thing is also a good thing, the effect is not too strong, but it can calm down and drive away the demons in the heart, which is just right for the congenital. If the acquired martial artist sits on it and cultivates, at least there is no need to worry about the internal strength riot when he breaks through the innate one. ”
What Wu Liang said was simple, but as soon as these words came out, the three people in the room were stunned.
Jiang Tianfang's eyes lit up, and Jin Yuming's mouth was open. Huang San almost drooled even more.
What are you kidding, it can help the innate strong to calm down. It can help the acquired strong break through the innate nature, which is not bad, this is simply a treasure!
For martial artists, they practice martial arts but do not practice their hearts, the most difficult thing on the road of martial arts is the problem of mood, and I don't know how many martial artists do not die in the hands of the enemy under impetuousness, but die on the way to practice.
Going mad and rioting is a common thing for martial artists.
Even Huang Zhong was in a state of mind that was not enough when he broke through the innate and couldn't control his internal strength, which led to a riot of internal strength and almost killed him.
For monks, there are generally no demons in the realm of cultivating qi and building foundations, and there is no problem of insufficient state of mind.
But for martial artists, breaking through the innate after tomorrow is simply a life of nine deaths, even with the assistance of the innate pill, it is only half to half, and the real reason is because their mood is too low.
Now this futon can actually make the martial artist calm down, and it is not a one-time thing, this is simply a treasure, a treasure that is more valuable than a heaven-level weapon.
The three of them were shocked, and they were all moved, and Huang San rushed over even more, regardless of the fact that there was a dry bone sitting on it just now, and he almost kissed a few times in his arms.
"Fat ...... Third master, you said to send me! ”
Jin Yuming said weakly, tickling like a cat scratching in his heart, if he had this treasure, his grandfather might be able to impact the realm of the grandmaster.
But as soon as he saw the dead fat man's expression of wanting to swallow in one gulp, Jin Yuming was suddenly devastated, your grandfather's, you really don't give any soup and water.
"Did I say that? When did I say that? ”
The third master looked confused, as if he had really forgotten what he had just said, and looked left and right pretending to be crazy and stupid for a long time, and then shook his head vigorously and said: "Little yellow hair, you must have heard it wrong, how could the third master say such a thing." ”
"But ......"
"It's nothing, little yellow hair, the third master won't play with you anymore, I'm hungry."
Huang San held the futon and looked at Xiao Huangmao vigilantly, what are you kidding, this kind of treasure can still be given to others in the hands of the third master.
It would be a fool to believe in the words of the third master, sometimes what the third master said is not even a fart, don't take the words of the third master seriously.
Wu Liang on the side shook his head, too lazy to say anything, a foundation building monk's futon can't attract his attention, I'm afraid this thing is also needed by these martial artists, and a real monk won't care about these auxiliary magic weapons.
If this cave was a half-immortal monk's cave, then Wu Liang might still fight, but the foundation monk's futon, the second-order auxiliary magic weapon, would have almost no effect on him.
Not wanting to waste time here, Wu Liang kicked Huang San and walked out, he had already noticed that there was a martial artist nearby.
Although they are all small characters who can't be on the stage, it is annoying to be entangled, and Wu Ye doesn't have the time to entangle with those people.
Seeing that Wu Liang was gone, Huang San hurriedly followed up, and his fat face was about to bloom.
This time, he not only got a Xuan-level weapon, but also got a treasure comparable to a heaven-level weapon, and the third master made a lot of money this time.
As for the little yellow fur who found the treasure and returned empty-handed, it was his business. It's not bad if you don't kill them, but I don't know how many warriors die in the ruins every year.
This is also Wu Ye, you can not care about the revenge of the Jin family. Otherwise, ordinary people would have killed people a long time ago.
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"Uncle Jiang......"
Jin Yuming glanced at Jiang Tianfang dejectedly, this time not only did he not get the treasure, but also made Jiang Tianfang seriously injured, his not strong heart could not bear it for a long time.
Jiang Tianfang struggled to sit up, took out a jade bottle from his arms, poured out a turquoise pill and threw it into his mouth and swallowed it.
After closing his eyes and cultivating for a moment, Jiang Tianfang comforted: "Yuming, it is our luck to be able to save our lives under the strong master of the sect. It doesn't matter if the baby is gone, at least we are alive. ”
"At least we're alive......"
Jin Yuming muttered and repeated, and then nodded and said, "Yes." We're alive! ”
"Uncle Jiang, is he really a grandmaster?"
Until now, Jin Yuming was still a little incredulous, the guy who missed the plane at the airport, and the guy who was chasing after him in a drag racing car would actually be a grandmaster.
Jiang Tianfang shook his head. sighed: "I don't know what to do." Whether it is a grandmaster or not, at least it is a strong person in the late congenital stage, unless the old man is in person, otherwise we can't afford to provoke this kind of strong person. ”
"Is it late congenital?"
Jin Yuming clenched his fists, a brilliance shot out of his eyes, and said firmly: "I'll practice hard when I go back, and I'll get things back one day!" ”
Jiang Tian let out a smile, even if the other party was a late innate martial artist, it was not so easy to provoke. Jin Yuming's talent is not bad, but if he wants to reach the late stage of congenitalism. If there is no great opportunity in this life, I am afraid it will be impossible.
Not to mention that the other party is a strong grandmaster nine times out of ten, not to mention him, even the old man may not be able to match that one in his life.
Just as Jiang Tianfang was thinking about this, he heard Jin Yuming suddenly exclaim: "Uncle Jiang, we finally didn't go home empty-handed!" ”
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On the way back, he bypassed the warriors who came a few ways, and Wu Liang was in a good mood.
Although I didn't get any treasures that could improve my strength this time, I finally determined the origin of the ruins, and I also got a storage ring, which was much bigger than expected.
But as soon as he walked halfway, he heard Huang Sanye's exclamation, and then Wu Liang heard the fat man's heart-rending howl.
"Master! Where's my hammer! I forgot about the hammer, woo woo, that's a mysterious-level baby, a treasure worth tens of millions! ”
The third master's heart was broken, and when he left, he just thought about the futon, and the hammer was too heavy, and he forgot to take it for a while. Okay, now it's the third master's turn to return empty-handed, the futon is going back to the old man, and his third master hasn't even fished a fart.
Wu Liang rolled his eyes, the first-order magic weapon, this foundation-building monk is poor, but there are still seven or eight in the storage ring, and there are even several second-order and third-order ones.
It's not a treasure, if you lose it, you lose it, this dead fat man howls a fart, I don't know how to think this guy has lost a fairy weapon.
"Tsk, Xuan-level weapon, Wu Liang, the harvest is not small."
Just as the third master was mourning, a joking voice suddenly came from not far away.
The third master, who was still howling, suddenly stopped howling, and looked at the old man walking in the distance with a vigilant face, this guy knows Wu Ye and dares to be so arrogant, is it the grandmaster?
Wu Liang also frowned, and said angrily: "Are you Shenwu Department idle all day and have nothing to do!" The dragon withered grass I said yesterday hasn't been delivered yet, is it interesting to linger all day long? ”
"Ahem, the dragon withered grass is indispensable to you, but you have to go back and get it, who hasn't had anything to do and run around with the 10,000-year-old elixir."
Liu Wuchen laughed dryly, and just wanted to say a few more words, when he saw Wu Liang bypassing him and continuing to walk forward, he suddenly said urgently: "Don't go, let's talk again!" ”
"There's nothing to talk about, Lord warns you, follow Master again, believe it or not, Ye knocks out your other big tooth!"
"Don't mind, Wu Liang, I have something to do with you, otherwise I would have returned to Kyoto early."
Liu Wuchen felt a toothache as soon as he heard Wu Liang talk about his teeth, subconsciously rubbed his cheeks, and soon put down his hand with a sneering face.
If he hadn't had something serious, he wouldn't have wanted to meet this guy.
Originally, he was going to go back to Zhenlongtang to find the old ghost who was angry, but who knew that Lu had said such a troublesome thing, so he had to look around to find Wu Liang's whereabouts. (To be continued......)