"Is that so!" Zhuo Bufan's face showed a look of doubt.

However, Zhuo Bufan's attainments in the Nine Colors Stone Splitting Technique are still very shallow, and he has only watched Mo Wen use it.

After getting the Nine Colored Stone Splitting Technique from Mo Wen's hands, he hadn't had time to take a closer look, let alone cultivate.

Is the 'Nine Colored Stone Splitting Technique' that I have obtained incomplete?

"Of course, the old man guarantees in my reputation that what I said is true, if you don't believe it, you can go to Jingtian Sect to inquire and see if there is still a full technique of 'Nine Colored Stone Splitting Technique' in Jingtian Sect. The old man in white, after seeing the hesitation on Zhuo Bufan's face, spoke again.

Seeing the appearance of the old man in white with righteous words, Zhuo Bufan was also a little puzzled about the truth of his words.

Could it be that this old man in white is really a friend of Mo Wen's father, and in addition, Mo Wen's father did not give Mo Wen all the secret methods of the 'Nine Colored Stone Splitting Technique'?

In any case, the 'Nine Colored Stone Splitting Technique' is, after all, a divine technique once held by the Mythical Emperor, and it is likely that it is still a divine technique created by the Mythical Emperor, and the Mythical Emperor may really be his mother.

In this way, Zhuo Bufan had an inexplicable affection for this 'Nine Colored Stone Splitting Technique', looking at the white-clothed old man in front of him with a fairy face, the indifference on Zhuo Bufan's face was collected a lot.

From the face of the old man in white, he still didn't know that he had recognized himself, and he definitely didn't know that he was the courtyard of the Ancient Mythology Academy, and it was impossible to know that he had the only Tianyang bloodline in the whole continent, and then Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

"How can you be sure that I will be able to cultivate this 'Nine Colored Stone Splitting Technique', after all, with the unique Crystal Heaven Bloodline, I can't completely control this technique. ”

Hearing Zhuo Bufan say this, the old man in white immediately became energetic, looked around left and right, and after making sure that no one was looking, he pasted a wrinkled old face to Zhuo Bufan, making Zhuo Bufan tired, so close that he could already smell the smell of the market on the old man in white.

"Little friend, others don't recognize you because your portrait has not yet been popularized among the inferior forces, but I am fortunate to have seen your portrait, so how can I not distinguish it, right, Cang Tianwu, Cang nephew. ”

"Cangtian Martial ......" Zhuo Bufan's blue pupils widened slightly, and his face was stunned.

When the old man in white saw Zhuo Bufan's appearance, he smiled even more.

"Speaking of which, your father Cang Tianba is also my close friend, and he has told me a lot of secrets of the Cangtian bloodline, for this 'Nine Colors Stone Technique', I'm afraid that today, there are not many more suitable for cultivation than this bloodline, not to mention that you are still the posture of an emperor, so, after getting this kind of magic technique, it is even more like a tiger with wings, hehe, how about it, my heart is moved, I am not also a fat water that does not flow into the fields of outsiders, and it is better to be cheap than cheap My own nephew is not. ”

It's so unreliable, he actually recognized himself as Cang Tianwu, Zhuo Bufan was helpless in his heart, if it weren't for such a big loophole, he really believed the words of this old man in white.

Since he is Cang Tianba's best friend, his identity and status must not be simple, how can he not have seen Cang Tianwu, and still use to observe Cang Tianwu's portrait.

Also, although this old man looks like a fairy, no matter how you look at it, he is a little dignified, and now, he feels that Zhuo Bufan is not credible.

Saying that, Zhuo Bufan no longer paid attention to the old man in white, and began to look at the competition platform.

When the old man in white saw that Zhuo Bufan no longer cared about himself, he was suddenly inexplicable, could it be that his words made the young man in blue in front of him have any doubts.

It's really a difficult child, if it's an ordinary person, let alone a child, it's an old ghost who has been cultivating for hundreds of years, and when he encounters a situation where he can get the 'Nine Colored Stone Splitting Technique' and other world-class thaumaturgy, he has long been moved, and he will ask so many words, is it because he is afraid that Jingtian Sect will find him trouble.

Thinking of the old man in white here, the resentment on his face disappeared, and he said to Zhuo Bufan with a thief on his face.

"Little friend, Jingtianzong won't trouble you, Jingtianzong is no longer as good as it was back then, first my friend passed away because of his cultivation exercises.

And now the Sect Master of Jingtian Sect, that is, one of his sons, resigned from the position of Sect Master of Jingtian Sect under inexplicable circumstances, and closed the Sect of Jingtian Sect, and will not be born again in a hundred years, and even released words to the outside world, to kneel in front of the tomb of his father and mother to guard the tomb, who knows when he will be at the helm of Jingtian Sect again,

There is also another son of my old friend, who has disappeared for many years, I'm afraid he has died a long time ago, and the Jingtian Sect without the Jingtian bloodline, what is the use of this 'Nine Colored Stone Splitting Technique', even if it is a divine technique, in the eyes of ordinary bloodlines, it is just a hot potato,

It's good that Jingtianzong doesn't have this nine-color stone splitting technique, if there is, there are inevitably outsiders who covet it, since it can't be controlled, it's better to throw him out to outsiders, the province is remembered by outsiders,

Therefore, now that you are fortunate enough to be able to obtain the 'Nine Colored Stone Splitting Technique', not only can you relieve the worries of the Jingtian Sect, but you can also rely on the power of your own family, and you don't have to worry about the plundering of outsiders, with my understanding of my old friend Brother Cangtian, I am afraid that in this Central Continent, few people dare to pluck the hair on his beard. ”

was a headache by the old man in white, but Zhuo Bufan didn't believe the words of the old man in white anymore, no matter how he spit out Jin Lan and witty words, Zhuo Bufan was still unmoved.

The cloth-clothed young man on the side had already discovered the scene of the old man in white and Zhuo Bufan, but he was deaf and pulled his ears but couldn't hear the slightest sound.

Seeing the mysterious appearance of the old man in white, the young man in cloth was also very itchy in his heart, looking at the old man in white who was chattering and spitting non-stop, several times the young man in cloth wanted to ask the old man directly, wondering what the two were talking about, and finally saw Zhuo Bufan standing aside indifferently, only paying attention to the competition on the stage, but he no longer paid attention to the old man in white.

In this way, the cloth-clothed young man suddenly realized that the old man in white was an old man who was a joker.

grabbed the sleeve of the old man in white and pulled the old man in white down to his side, but the force was very strong, almost pulling the old man in white down.

For this sudden scene, the old man in white was not lightly frightened, but he saw the young man in cloth with a dirty face in front of him.

Without waiting for the panicked old man in white to speak, the young man in cloth was full of deep meaning in his eyes, and he held the hand of the old man in white in his hand, but it was tighter, and then said to the old man in white with a strange expression.

"What, the villain seller? I advise you to stop thinking about it. ”

As he spoke, the cloth-clothed young man glanced at Zhuo Bufan with a dissatisfied face, and whispered in the ear of the old man in white.

"This blue-clothed brother doesn't eat it, you just have your mouth rotten, and he won't buy your villain book, give up." ”

This time, it was the turn of the old man in white who was stunned, and after glaring at the young man in cloth, he was 'baa'.

"Who, who, who sells villain books, in broad daylight, Xiaoyou don't want to spew blood, I have been practicing alone for many years as an immortal master, not to mention villain books, even the slightest hint of female color has never been delusional, it's really ridiculous in the world, hum!"

The cloth-clothed young man who shook his head raised his index finger at the old man in white and shook it with contempt on his face.

"In front of my Nalan Xiaoshizi, no one can escape my master's eyes, from the moment you first appeared in front of my eyes, I saw your depth, old man, don't pretend to be ha, you have a few caterpillars blocked in your brain, I don't know yet, hum." ”

"The little son of the Nalan family, which Nalan family?" the old man in white looked strange, and looked at the young man in cloth again and again.

The young man in cloth looked proud.

"Which Nalan family are you talking about, of course it is the Nalan family on the Ancient Continent, in today's world, is there another Nalan family, it's really ridiculous. ”

After circling around the cloth-clothed young man twice, the old man in white had a funny face, and he immediately burst out laughing.

"I've seen Wang Ba walking sideways, but I've never seen the son of an ancient family like a chicken in the soup, I'm afraid I'm bored, so I'm here to be funny. ”

When the cloth-clothed young man heard this, he was immediately furious, pointed at the nose of the old man in white, and wanted to scold, but he thought that his identity was still known by fewer people, so he suppressed the anger in his heart again.

"Believe it or not, I don't have the time to scold you with you, old man, stay aside for me, don't hinder me from making a lot of money. ”

Seeing that the young man in cloth didn't want to pay attention to himself, the old man in white looked bored again.

The young man in cloth was also angry with the old man in white, how could an old man with a half-cut body almost in the ground still have such spirit, and he still intimidated people, it was too infuriating.

Just when the cloth-clothed boy was indignant, a wrinkled old face suddenly appeared in front of him, which startled the cloth-clothed boy.

"Hey, I said, 'Do you have that thing'?"

"What ......" The old man in white had an ambiguous look on his face, and the young man in cloth was inexplicable, and subconsciously replied.

"What you say, what else can it be, it's the thing you say, hehe, 'that'. ”

was a little numb by the smile of the old man in white, and the young man in cloth instantly realized that this immortal old man actually asked himself for a villain book.

"Get out!"

There was a loud rolling sound, and the ears of the old man in white were ringing.

Even the immortal warriors of all races who were paying attention to the competition platform all focused their eyes on the cloth-clothed young man and the white-clothed old man, with a strange expression.

Zhuo Bufan also looked at the two of them with a strange face, not knowing what happened between the two.