Chapter 152 Hidden Dragon Conference (Ask for Recommendation, Collection)

This series of blows made the bald monk Zhao Zhijing collapse directly in his heart.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, Zhao Zhijing directly threw aside the sword inherited from the Jade Void Concept, covered his head tightly with both hands, squatted behind a big tree, and shouted: "Don't, don't fight, uncle, don't fight, the little monk knows the mistake, the little monk knows the mistake!"

"No, I haven't relieved my anger yet, second son, I'm not allowed to surrender!"

The demonic young man took a step forward, came quickly, and raised his hand to fight again.

Originally, he was very dissatisfied with the name given to him by Gu Bei, the deity, but he couldn't stop the deity's actions, and he was unhappy, so he happened to run into Zhao Zhijing looking for trouble.

I was worried that there was no place to vent my anger, so I immediately sent a gas bag, how could the demonic young man give up such a good opportunity so easily.

It can only be said that Zhao Zhijing is unlucky, he shouldn't have been, he shouldn't have come out at this time.

The degree can't be turned into a degree, but the bald head is all bulging, as if it has been poured boiling water.

Zhao Zhijing screamed miserably, with a aggrieved expression of wanting to cry without tears, and seeing that the demonic young man was about to do it again, he immediately shrank his body towards the trunk: "Please spare the little monk." The little monk has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and he collided with the hero, which is the fault of the little monk. Please raise your noble hand, there is no good place on the head of the little monk!"

"This fake monk is still quite interesting, don't really kill him!" At this time, a voice came, and to Zhao Zhijing's ears, it was like a heavenly sound, and it was Gu Bei who had already turned around with an indifferent smile.

"Okay, this anger is barely smooth today, so let's spare this bald donkey for the time being!" the demonic young man clapped his hands and gave up for the time being.

A ray of light appeared between the fingers of the bald monk, and he secretly looked at the demonic young man, his face full of horror.

Seeing that the demonic young man really stopped making a move, Zhao Zhijing was slightly relieved, but when he looked at the young man who was smiling indifferently not far away, Zhao Zhijing's expression immediately froze.

didn't have time to think about it, Zhao Zhijing rushed to Gu Bei's side, hugged Gu Bei's leg, and cried and complained: "Lord, lord, why are you here?

Last time in the abandoned chemical factory, Zhao Zhi begged for wine and wanted to be Gu Bei's apprentice, but Gu Bei directly refused. Zhao Zhijing retreated and asked for the second, and he wanted to be Gu Bei's servant and serve left and right.

Gu Bei didn't say yes, nor did he say no.

The cheeky Zhao Zhijing thought that Gu Bei had already agreed.

Therefore, when he saw that Gu Bei was also present at first glance this time, he immediately pounced cheekily.

This sloppy appearance is simply the same as the image of a monk, without the slightest touch.

"Lord, the old slave is your slave, as the saying goes: what to fight, it depends on the master. Zhao Zhijing hugged Gu Beibei's thighs and cried vigorously.

But as soon as the words came out, Zhao Zhijing felt as if he was scolding himself, and hurriedly changed his words: "Bah, bah, it's bullying the small and looking at the big, he didn't take you in his eyes at all." This kid wants to kill the old slave, lord, this matter can't be left like this, you must administer justice for the old slave, and give the old slave a Lang Lang ......"

"Okay, okay, if he really wants to kill you, he won't keep you alive until now!" Gu Beijian frowned, showing a touch of impatience on his face, "Take it, remove the demonic poison from your body, it's a little useful!"

Gu Bei casually threw out a porcelain vase.

The bald monk didn't want to think about it, and he didn't wait for the porcelain bottle to hit the ground, and he had already held it with both hands.

When I lifted the lid, I immediately smelled an enticing aroma of wine.

The bald monk's crying expression immediately turned to a sunny day, and it was a sunny day shining under the scorching sun, and he couldn't hide his joy, so he hurriedly closed the lid, "Such a precious thing, how can the lord say that he will throw it away, if it falls to the ground and breaks, wouldn't it be a tyrannical thing!"

Since the last time he asked for half a pot of immortal brew from Gu Bei and drank it, Zhao Zhijing obviously felt that the cultivation he had been sleepy had suddenly loosened.

No, within two months, the cultivation that had been stagnant for twenty years suddenly increased.

Cultivation for growth means that he can prolong his life for many years.

After experiencing the effect of immortal brewing, Zhao Zhijing has never forgotten it.

Unexpectedly, Gu Bei actually gave him another bottle this time, and it was a porcelain bottle full of two catties.

Hahaha, make a lot of money.

This time Lao Tzu did not suffer in vain.

Especially when Gu Bei mentioned that it was good for him to get rid of the demonic poison in his body, Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but feel moved in his heart, and he heard it at once: The Venerable Lord has regarded him as his own.

Hurriedly put away the immortal brew close to his body, and covered it tightly with his hands, like a wolf, Zhao Zhijing grinned, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth.

It's like I haven't brushed my teeth in decades.

"Lord, the old slave has something important to report, the exercises practiced by this kid are the evil ways of the Extreme Dao Demon Sect, and they are extremely vicious. Your Excellency should ......"

Suddenly thinking of the evil aura on the demonic young man's body, Zhao Zhijing immediately spoke out with a righteous face.

"What kind of dog\\ Extreme Dao Demon Sect exercises, also worthy of the cultivation of this second son?!" Before Zhao Zhijing's words were finished, the demonic young man interrupted him with a look of disdain.

"There is no distinction between good and evil in the exercises, it just depends on how the cultivator uses it!"

Gu Bei spoke indifferently.

Zhao Zhijing was obviously stunned, as if he suddenly opened his mouth, the whole person immediately understood, felt that his thoughts were clear for a while, and there were faint signs of breakthrough in his cultivation, and then bowed to Gu Bei: "Thank you for mentioning it", and his attitude was respectful.

Lu Qian and Luo Xue also looked thoughtful, as if they had also realized something.

After a while, Luo Xue and Lu Qian waved their hands towards Gu Bei together, showing respect on their faces.

Although the two didn't say anything, Zhao Zhijing could feel the sincere worship and respect from the two of them, and couldn't help but glance at Luo Xue and Lu Qian more.

It's just that at this time, Zhao Zhijing won't trouble Luo Xue and Lu Qian anymore, unless he still wants to have a few more bulges on his head.

Of course, there is no extra space on his bright head, and it is bulging again.

Thinking that he was dangling in the crowd with a bulge on his head, Zhao Zhijing felt that his old face was hot for a while, and he couldn't help but glared at the demonic youth a few more times.

"Lord, where are you going?" Seeing that Gu Bei had already walked forward, Zhao Zhijing, who had gained a lot, hurriedly chased after him with a smile on his face.

"Capital!"

Gu Bei said casually and continued to move forward, his footsteps moving, silently, but one step was almost three feet away.

couldn't help but shock Zhao Zhijing again, and said secretly: The Lord is really not an ordinary person.

With such a mysterious footwork, even if it is the top dragon step secret of Jade Void View, it can't catch up.

"Hey, it just so happens that the old slave also has an old friend in the capital, just go and take a look!" Zhao Zhijing chased after Gu Bei with a flattering smile, "I take the liberty of asking, what is the lord doing in the capital? If the old slave can help, even if the lord speaks, go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, the old slave will definitely not frown." ”

Showing loyalty, Zhao Zhijing is very skillful, he came as soon as he opened his mouth, patted his chest and assured.

"Miaofeng Mountain!" Gu Bei said three more words.

"What kind of **** martial arts master conference does the Venerable Lord plan to participate in half a month later?" Zhao Zhijing's deep eyes showed a hint of surprise, "That level is not the opponent of the Venerable Lord at all, the Venerable Lord is really itchy, and the Hidden Dragon Conference in two months will be able to play!"