"Die——!" Lin Ling kicked Zhao An over, held it down and beat him hard!

"Hahaha!" The old man laughed heartily and explained to the eldest brother: "Your performance is very good, Ji Tiantong and that old miscellaneous hair are entangled by Brother Meng, haha, entrust the old man to come to you to talk about it, and earn a love apprentice, but I didn't expect to see such a good wood spirit physique!" I'm happy to see the hunt for a while! It's a little out of line, and I hope a few people don't be surprised! ”

The eldest brother smiled slightly: "It's okay, you are an elder, this kid is not sensible, he only has his unfinished Taoist companion in his eyes, don't be surprised!" ”

"Oh? Haven't had hair yet? This is a transgression of etiquette, well, Yuanyang is still there, but it does observe the festival, I don't know which two are they, how about the old man personally telling you about the matchmaker? The old man with the golden crown laughed, looked at Zhao An, ignored it directly, looked at Lin Ling, stroked his beard, and looked like an elder with fairy wind and bones!

Hearing this, Lin Ling blushed and said, "Thank you seniors, but Mengyao is still under eighteen years old, so she can't tie her hair, and please don't joke with your seniors." ”

"What? Didn't you say you were nineteen? Zhao An was startled, turned his head out of the pit, and shouted.

"That's a lie, you're only sixteen!" Lin Ling whispered.

10. Sixteen years old......

Zhao An fell weakly into the pit, is he eating a cold trough?

The old man with the golden crown looked at Lin Ling suspiciously, and said, "Dreamer? That should be a long way away......"

"No, no, no, senior, junior's surname is Ji!" Lin Ling hurriedly explained.

"What! What is your relationship with Ji Tiantong? The old man with the golden crown was shocked, and his voice trembled!

"That, that's Meng Yao's great-grandfather......" Lin Ling said embarrassedly.

The golden-crowned old man couldn't cry or laugh: "Okay, it's good, hey, there's also a thunder spirit body here!" Not bad! Lao Ji actually doesn't want it? Beloved, no, fellow Daoist, when the old man goes to talk to your great-grandfather, you will practice wood spells with the old man, right? How is it? ”

Lin Ling looked at the old man, then at Zhao An, and said, "Don't, I want to cultivate with him!" ”

The old man with the golden crown unexpectedly handed his gaze to Zhao An: "What strange miscellaneous body, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth are all there?" And thunder and light? The old man has never seen such a miscellaneous physique! ”

What's the matter with yourself, come down like this......

The eldest brother helped Zhao An in a timely manner, and said: "Miscellaneous body shows that any spell can be practiced, senior, or you take this kid together, it doesn't matter if the qualifications are almost, this kid is very surprising!" You're guaranteed to be pleasantly surprised! ”

The old man with the golden crown looked at Lin Ling pitifully, and Lin Ling looked directly at Zhao An without speaking.

Zhao An couldn't resist an old man's pitiful look, so he had to say, "Senior, don't worry!" For the sake of my family Meng Yao, your spells are guaranteed to be learned well, and you will not be disgraced! ”

"Good! Young people should have this kind of ambition! You apprentice, the old man will accept it! The old man with the golden crown had a light in his eyes, laughed and said, "Old man Bu Daoyuan! He is good at the four methods of thunder, wood, gold and water, and the most proud of them is the rune of the wood method, and the old man's rune is among the top 100 in the Great Luo Immortal Sect! The Golden Rule is famous for its craftsmanship in refining weapons! Other crafts and skills are involved, and if you two want to learn, as long as you have enough spiritual virtues, you can start from the basics. ”

"I want to learn talismans! I'm the Talisman! See! Zhao An grabbed the quick healing charm and shook his arm.

"You're not a talisman, you're just drawing talismans, and no talisman master will draw Shou Yuan to the end! Honestly, let's raise the realm to the realm of Guiyuan first, and then talk about the rest, the old man doesn't need a short-lived apprentice! The old man with the golden crown glanced at Zhao An, and said, what he said was quite heavy, but it was all good intentions, and Zhao An didn't have anything to say, so he nodded yes.

"As for the Taoist couple you haven't married yet, the old man will take it away. It's not so easy to extract teeth from Lao Ji's jaw! The old man with the golden crown smiled slightly: "You also need the cooperation of Taoist friends." ”

But he looked at Lin Ling.

Zhao An nodded to Lin Ling, and she also nodded to indicate that she was willing to help.

The old man with the golden crown was overjoyed, threw out a bonsai embroidered storage bag, and handed it to the eldest brother: "The old man and this little Taoist friend will come when they go, and this little gadget will be played." ”

When the old man with the golden crown took Lin Ling away, Zhao An hurriedly came to the eldest brother in a daze, what is it?

Twenty pieces of spiritual pulp!

As soon as Zhao An lowered his head, a big puddle of saliva under his feet, hurriedly wiped it off, moved his position, and pulled over the eldest brother who was also with his mouth open: "Hey, big brother, how to deal with these?" ”

"Needless to say? One piece per person! There are still twenty-six people who have not scored yet! The eldest brother glared at Zhao An: "Don't think about asking for more." ”

"What else do you say?" Zhao An pointed to the ground: "Your saliva has flowed so much!" ”

"What?" The eldest brother looked down, looked up, touched his chin and couldn't think: "This is saliva?" Am I so unbearable? ”

About an hour later, Lingjiang City Lord Bu Daoyuan came with a tall middle-aged monk with a red and blue heavy sword, also a golden crown, followed by Lin Ling and several other monks who had never seen him.

This tall middle-aged monk with a red and blue glowing heavy sword on his back should be the "Brother Meng" mentioned in Bu Daoyuan's mouth, so his identity is about to come out - the city lord of Wheel City!

Isn't the surname Meng just one of the eight surnames in Wheel City, just like the Ji family in Red Sleeve City, isn't the Bu family also the surname of Lingjiang City?

However, this kind of fruit-picking thing, such a high-profile, the qualified players of Wheel City and Lingjiang City probably have the heart to kill the eldest brother, and the players in their own city were not selected, but the eldest brother of Red Sleeve City took the lead and won the position of the chief true disciple!

Needless to say, this city lord surnamed Meng is here for the eldest brother!

Just look at the red and blue heavy sword behind him, didn't the eldest brother also take a wide snow drinking knife?

Bu Daoyuan smiled and led the city lord surnamed Meng to the side of the eldest brother, and said, "Brother Meng, this is the good seedling you fancied!" ”

"Oh? Whether it's good or not, you have to try it to find out! The city lord surnamed Meng closed his eyes slightly, inhaled in his mouth, and pulled out the two-color heavy sword behind his back like lightning in his hand, and slashed down one by one.

In the midst of the lightning, Zhao An even saw a ripple that broke through the air!

This sword is amazing!

Zhao An's eyes widened, and he was about to scream when he opened his mouth!

"Wow ——!"

"Boom ——!"

The sound of gold and iron and the dull sound of an explosion came out at the same time, and a scorching wave of air lifted Zhao An away I don't know how far!

When Zhao An returned to the field, the eldest brother was holding the snow drinking knife in both hands, his eyes shot out the battle intent that he had never seen before, his armor was still hanging on his shoulder, and the snow drinking knife in his hand was only one handle, but on this handle, a knife-shaped force flowed out, and it was lifting the middle-aged monk's two-color heavy sword with great difficulty little by little!

"Huh? Hum! As soon as Zhao An settled, the middle-aged monk snorted coldly, only to hear a strange sound, the gang force in the eldest brother's hand shattered into several sections, shattered and decomposed in mid-air, and the eldest brother spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was even more penetrated by this sudden increase in strength to penetrate a building far away, hitting a metal plaque! Smash out a deep dent!

"Your uncle!" Zhao An was furious, shook his hand and blessed himself with twenty-four talismans, the array talisman was fully opened, and he threw it away with an attack on the talisman king: "Dare to hurt my eldest brother!" Die——! ”

"Huh? District! How dare you!? The middle-aged monk was so surprised that he pinched his sword fingers with both hands and swiped lightly!

"Bo Bo Bo Bo Bo!" With a series of explosions, all the Fu Kings were cut open by this finger, and the remaining strength of this finger was just enough to cut through all of Zhao An's body talisman power, leaving a blood line on Zhao An's neck to dissipate!

"A small punishment is a warning!" The middle-aged monk glanced at Bu Daoyuan unexpectedly: "Although the courage is not enough, I can't measure my strength, but congratulations to Brother Bu, you have won this good apprentice!" It still needs to be well guided, and the calm is not enough, and the monk is not desperate. ”

"I want you to say it!" Bu Daoyuan blew his beard and glared and scolded with a smile, but he shook his hand and drew in the void, and with a flick of his fingertips, a strange talisman shot out, and the stinging sensation caused by the blood line on Zhao An's neck dissipated.

"Master~~~~ He bullied my fellow Daoist!" Lin Ling quit, ran out, and grabbed Bu Daoyuan for being coquettish!

The city lord surnamed Meng was stunned suddenly, but Bu Daoyuan smiled like a fox: "Brother Meng......"

The city lord surnamed Meng suddenly showed a meaningful smile, looked at Bu Daoyuan, and then said with a smile: "It's okay!" I'll take this apprentice, although I'm a little reckless......"

"Hey, hey! Make no mistake! That's the old man's apprentice! Your apprentice is over there! Bu Daoyuan was taken aback and hurriedly said.

"Oh?" The city lord surnamed Meng laughed: "Such a brave and reckless monk, if he doesn't use the heavy sword, how many talismans will he need?" Brother Bu, don't be too reluctant! ”

Bu Daoyuan's face darkened: "You are not authentic!" ”

The city lord surnamed Meng seemed to smile: "Huh? Don't self-destruct, let's talk about it later, Brother Bu, is the foolish brother still thinking about your six-grade indestructible talisman king? ”

The full name of the Indestructible Fu King is "Indestructible Fu", which is the ultimate form of the six grades of the sharp talisman, if a sword is blessed with this kind of talisman, it can force out more sword qi and sword gang! It's a very powerful Fu King, Zhao An has never seen it!

Moreover, the divine weapons, magic weapons, spirit soldiers, and spirit treasures of this talisman king are blessed, and the items themselves will not be damaged and destroyed due to excessive input of force during use! As for the blessing time, it depends on the number of skills, and the maximum is only three days, like Zhao An's eleventh "Talisman" skill now, if the sharp talisman is sharp, it can last for more than two hours a day.

"Don't think!" Bu Daoyuan blew his beard and glared and said, "Unless you are willing to take out the cinnabar made from the blood of the top-level Dan Realm Supreme Demon Beast!" ”

"Good! Apprentice pass it to me! The middle-aged monk sighed and said, "This is your own reputation, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

"Huh? When did the old man say that he was willing to pass on his apprentice to you? It can only be said that you have this share! Let's just teach together! Bu Daoyuan's eyes rolled, and he grinned and stroked his beard.

"Huh? Where is there such a principle that two golden crowns teach one disciple? The middle-aged monk said angrily: "Do you still want cinnabar?" ”

"Don't worry! Of course, the two of us can't teach one, but we can pull Lao Ji in by the way! Bu Daoyuan raised his eyebrows at the middle-aged monk and said with a smile.

The two golden-crowned monks left in a hurry.