"By the way, dead old man, what are you here for? Could it be that you also heard the news that you got the treasure map like the group of people before and came to hunt for treasure? Dead old man, tell you, just like you, you only have to pick up the rags, and there are only some broken copper and iron left, and it is said that all the people in there are dead, are you afraid?" Cheng Yubai deliberately threatened in an eerie tone.

"You mean the one in Sixiangling?" The Qibao Daoist suddenly became interested, and said with a smile, "Dao Ye went to see it, a half-demon cultivator who turned into a god, but he didn't even open up the cave mansion, it was too poor and sour, and Dao Ye didn't go in because he didn't like the price." And knowing the danger, Dao Ye still roared and broke in? Dao Ye is not stupid, at most draw a picture, let people explore the way first. Little radish head, do you believe it, that treasure map was actually drawn by Dao Ye? Could it really be that an unlucky guy believed in Dao Ye and took that picture in? Hehe, it was painted by the Taoist master, except for the right place, the circuit map of the mechanism in the tomb all depends on the luck of that person......."

Get the treasure map from Gu Xi, and be convinced that he has triggered various mechanisms underground, and wants to find the treasure. Unlucky bastard. Metaphor. Pick up the rags. White]: ......

He wanted to tie up this dead old man and beat him again, but he didn't know if it was feasible?

【Cheng. Bundle little aces. Metaphor. Maybe it's planned. White is calculating the probability of the success of the plan......

The Qibao Dao people suddenly had a feeling that their hairs stood on end, and the source of danger ......

"Little radish head, why do you look at Dao Ye like this?" Qibao Daoist stared at Cheng Yubai vigilantly, slowly retreated to Erxi's side, tugged at Erxi's oily and smooth mane, and was ready to run away at any time, so he could feel at ease, swallowed his saliva, and said cautiously, "Unscrupulous Tianzun, look at the little radish head, your face is not good, you won't ...... The unlucky guy who got the picture...... It's such a coincidence, isn't it?" The feeling of being caught and beaten is really ...... I miss it so much!

A happy and yearning smile suddenly appeared on the face of the Qibao Dao people, however, in Cheng Yubai's opinion, it was particularly obscene.

Cheng Yubai looked at the fat face and gritted his teeth and said, "It's me." So..... Are you ready for the dead old man? Master, seeing that your legs and feet are not good, let you run away for a quarter of an hour. ”

The Seven Treasures Daoist tried to redeem it: "Wait, the Dao Master is wronged, and the Dao Master doesn't know either!" ”

It was enough to be beaten by Fat once, he didn't want to experience the second time, and the last time he was caught and beaten by Fat was when he was in Gulan Bay......

In the blink of an eye, the old man had been missing for two hundred years, and he probably died in some wilderness long ago, right?

It's okay, he doesn't need him to collect the corpse, he doesn't die, he sees that the old man is dying by himself, he can live well, he is full of food and support, what kind of heavenly opportunity is he going to count, what kind of fate is changed?

He offered to help and didn't let him interfere, is it interesting to hold back and hide it?

He doesn't know him yet, he doesn't have to guess to know, he must be living in the legend of Uncle Wenren, but people have long been reincarnated, and the soul doesn't know how many times he has been washed, even if he has a memory, how much can be left, for a person who is equivalent to a complete stranger, put himself in it happily, satisfied?

Gulan Bay is gone, and the other brothers and sisters all said that they were punished by heaven, and whoever is in charge will be the one who will be the leader.

Only he guessed badly, maybe the old man himself didn't do it, who knows?

After all, Gulan Bay is poor, the poor jingle sounds, the old man is worried, and he loses his hair every day.

The No. 1 Immortal Sect in Beihai, this head is powerful, right?

Which of those monks outside didn't sharpen their heads and drill in, but who would have thought that Gulan Bay, which was so famous, would rely on a small peach forest the size of ten acres of land?

Disposable amulets made of peach leaves, peach blossom brewed fairy peach drunk, gift box packaging Gulan peach, century-old peach branch cutting magic sword, as well as peach pit strings, peach wood pillows, peach wood comb...... One-stop service, Bao Jun is satisfied.

The annual income is 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones, which is equivalent to hundreds of high-grade spirit stones, and that top force is as poor as them!!

In Beihai, any mid-level force has exceeded this number for a year, no, half a year, right?

So the old man moved out and didn't know where to dig out the ancient precept from the library: do it yourself, have enough food and clothing.

As a member of the First Immortal Sect in Beihai, it is an obligation to abide by the ancient precepts, and it is also for oneself.

After all, there are many strange people, strong force, and great destructive power, and under the excitement, destroying buildings is as simple and ordinary as eating and drinking.

Those talismans are even worse, there are more experiments to do, and there are many failures, blowing up half of the peak is a trivial matter, and it is difficult to save people from being injured.

In order not to get hurt, in order to be injured, there are spirit stones to pay for the medicine, and they are all desperate.

Materials, compensation, repairs, everything costs money.....

It's just such a head, Senior Brother Wu and Senior Brother Liu are still rushing to do it, unjustly died, Senior Brother Wu killed Senior Brother Liu, and finally became the head, the butt is not yet hot, "click", look, the head token of Kunming Jade is cracked, and then "click", second look, the main peak Wuyin Mountain has fallen, and then when the third sound sounds, Senior Brother Wu "whined", swallowed, and the human form is gone.

pushed three, died three, so that no one dared to sit in the position of head.

Fortunately, he is not interested in the position of the head of the house, and he still has some talent in the calculation of the Heavenly Dao, and the old man of Tianji Pavilion has looked for him again, and the conditions offered are not high, and it is okay to be so-so, but it is a bit troublesome to be a pavilion master, in fact, he doesn't want to agree. But looking at the expectant eyes of the disciples who were waiting for the cultivation resources to be fed, he pinched his nose and agreed, so he took his disciples of the first peak to join the Tianji Pavilion, which was regarded as having a place to stand, and the other senior brothers also figured it out, and each joined other sects, some became guest ministers, and some became elders, and under the care of each other, life was much better than in Gulan Bay.

Unscrupulous Tianzun, thank you for the punishment.

.............................. Although the Qibao Dao people were prepared, they still had no chance to escape the clutches, because this ghost place had a restrictive effect on the monks who seemed to be above the foundation. ..............................

Li Mu retreated to a distant place with the cat when Cheng Yubai was about to do it, and had an idea with Cheng Yubai, you can't teach bad children, violent beatings or something, it is very easy to have a bad impact on children.

Well, the scene is a bit bloody, and he moved a little bit of tricks, in terms of the game, it is to limit the blue of both sides.

Formation mage or something, don't consume too much blue or something, above Jindan, barely enough for two small formations.

Build the foundation, hehe, Feifei small flames are almost there.

He treats fairly, without favoritism.

The cat looked at the pig-headed Qibao Daoist who was being taught a hard lesson, and asked worriedly, "Brother Kunwu, are we going over?"

The white-clothed monk touched her head: "No, your little uncle can solve it, stand here and watch the play, wait a while, the little uncle will let you go over and you will go again." ”

Cheng Yubai rubbed his sore wrist, and beat him until he found that the dead old man was screaming a few times at first, but then he was silent, he was afraid that he would really break people, so he stopped his hand, and took a closer look, the dead old man actually had an expression of enjoyment, and asked him why he stopped, let him continue, and work harder. The name is good: Life is like being raped, if you can't resist, you must learn to enjoy, Cheng Yubai had a chill, goosebumps all over his body suddenly stood up, this dead old man is willing, he is not willing! The other party is shaking M, and he is not shaking S, he doesn't have that hobby, so he simply stopped, untied the rope, and asked helplessly: "What are you doing here?"

"Oops, it's been a long time since it's been so easy, the massage technique is good, little radish."

The Qibao Daoist slowly got up from the ground, and with a big round face like a braised pig's head, he thumped his back and stretched his muscles and bones before replying, "Go to visit relatives and friends." Go to Wutong Village to see how my thug has been doing all these years, and clean up the portal by the way. Said it very casually, as if he was talking about going out to play, but his eyes were full of coldness, and then he laughed again, "Ask Gu Shunchang's old boy for a glass of wine again, the old boy's fire knife is strong, I haven't tasted it for many years, and I think about it." A few years ago, he gave birth to a son, and said that he wanted to recognize Dao Ye as his godfather, and Dao Ye had to see what Dao Ye's godson looked like, and then consider whether to give a gift. "

"Just your image? Tsk, I can't see it, dead old man, you're still a dog. "

Qibao Daoist was dissatisfied: "Little radish head, don't make up some strange words to scold Dao Ye in a roundabout way, don't bully Dao Ye who doesn't understand, Dao Ye is not surnamed Yan, let alone a dog." "

"No, the master has always been glorious and upright, directly and openly, why beat around the bush? Comrade, you also need to keep up with the times. The master is kind enough to give you a science popularization for the people in this village, Yan Gou, who has a special impression of good-looking people. There is no need for tears in his eyes like this, the master is a living Lei Feng. "

The Qibao Daoist covered his red eyes, hurriedly retreated, and said angrily: "Unscrupulous Tianzun, Daoist is going crazy, little radish head, what did you cut?"

Cheng Yubai grinned a mouthful of big white teeth: "This? Onions! Don't recognize? I just found it when you were hugging and crying with your donkey there, roasted onions, very fresh. I didn't eat enough, and I plan to continue to continue the stall. There is also live fish, which will be made later, sprinkled with chili peppers, which is very delicious, of course, you don't have a share. "

"Cut, Dao Ye is not rare." Qibao Dao people were in tears, and they were in no mood to worry about these things with Cheng Yubai anymore, but ...... "Everyone has a love for beauty." What about Yan Dog? In these years, he is good-looking, pleasing to the eye, and has privileges wherever he goes. Just leave it there and wash your eyes. After all, interesting souls are one in a thousand, like they can't educate sentient beings one by one, and the world can only rely on good-looking skins to purify their hearts. Beauty has the power to teach people to be good. And people like Dao Ye can't pick out such an interesting soul and good-looking skin, and they can't pick it out, for fear that the repercussions will be too violent, so they generally don't appear in front of people......"

"Dead old man, you're enough, I've seen narcissism, but I've never seen you so narcissistic, you call pyramid scheme brainwashing, it's poisonous...... By the way, dead old man, how tall are you?"

"What?"

"Curious, it feels like you're shorter than me, like a cat."

Qibao Daoist glanced at Cheng Yubai with disdain: "Nonsense, little radish head, you don't have to think about it, Dao Ye and I are an eight-foot man, Yushu is in the wind, I take off my boots, and I have seven feet five when I untie my bun, you can't compare."

"I see you're only five feet, and not only five feet, but shameless."