Zhang Muyang smiled and did not answer his question directly, but asked, "How do you see that I am from Huaxia." ”

The old monk smiled: "This is not difficult, hundreds of years ago, I once went to your country, and it was still the Ming Dynasty at that time, and I can't remember exactly which emperor was on the throne." During that time, I traveled to your country and visited several masters of Longhu Mountain in China, as well as several colleagues in Wutai Mountain. In you, I see their shadows. ”

"You've lived so long. ”

"Hehe, I just said that the old monk is thousands of years old. ”

"So what realm are you in now?"

"Realm? At my point, who can say clearly? Maybe it's God. The old monk said this, smiling faintly.

However, his smile was not yet suppressed, and Zhang Muyang couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

Zhang Muyang leaned back with a smile and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I thought of a better life in the future, you continue." ”

Regarding Zhang Muyang's insincere explanation, the old monk paused, and could not see the slightest expression on his face, but continued: "You have come to me now, is there something you need? If there is anything you need, you can tell me, maybe the old monk I can help you." ”

Zhang Muyang took the teapot in the old monk's hand, poured himself a cup of fragrant tea, and said slowly: "Why am I begging, master, can't you see clearly?"

"Hehe, it's also the old monk I'm thinking too much, even if a thousand years have passed, Xiaoyou, you are here to go further, if my guess is right, you have already reached the foundation building, and you are ready to reach the Jindan realm, if I am not mistaken, what your Huaxia cultivation world calls the realm. ”

Zhang Muyang shrugged his shoulders and said, "No, you remember it very clearly." ”

"It's good if you don't have it, Xiaoyou, you are really amazing, I think my old monk has lived for so long, a genius like you is really rare, even in the Ming Dynasty, even in those Taoist Buddha lands, I have never seen a person with such qualifications as you, and I really love Huaxia when I come up." ”

Regarding the old monk's praise, Zhang Mu** didn't answer, but asked: "That's no way, it's just such an angry person, are you angry." ”

"...... you can't talk about MMP this day, can't you be modest? Where is the friendly quality of your Chinese people?

The old monk complained to Zhang Muyang in his heart, and said with that indifferent look on his face: "Xiaoyou is really fast-talking. ”

Zhang Muyang shook his head and said, "I'm not only a fast person, but also not slow to act. Before Zhang Muyang's words were finished, his figure flickered, and there was an extra long sword in his hand.

Fairy sword three feet three, get acquainted.

As soon as the fairy sword came out, the old monk's face changed slightly, he dodged Zhang Muyang's thunderous sword, and after his body floated back a few meters away, he asked anxiously: "Why did Xiaoyou suddenly make a move, but where did I offend the old monk?"

Zhang Muyang's feet did not stop, and a sword approached the old monk's face and said: "You are too ugly, which affects the appearance of the city." ”

For Zhang Muyang's nonsensical answer, the old monk finally became angry: "Since Xiaoyou wants to compete, then the old monk, you're welcome." ”

Seeing the other party's move, Zhang Muyang said: "That's right, why do you want to talk about it?"

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the fairy sword in Zhang Muyang's hand and the Buddha beads shot out by the old monk collided together, and there was a roar in an instant, and under this huge vibration, it seemed that the entire hall trembled.

The old monk said with an angry face: "Why should you kill next time, if you are so blasphemous, then the old monk will not care about the friendship with you in China a hundred years ago." ”

Zhang Muyang spit out a mouthful of old phlegm and said: "Friendship you mmp, friendship you come up and use poisoned tea to harm me? Do you really think your grandfather is stupid? ”

Zhang Muyang kept talking, and he started faster. Dao Dao sword qi roared out, and the sword slashed towards the old monk. And every sword is surprisingly fast. Almost as soon as Zhang Muyang made a move, the sword qi had already reached the face of the old monk.

Seeing that his matter was revealed, the old monk was not pretending to be that dignified and compassionate appearance, he grinned, the old monk who had just returned this face, this smile was very ghostly, evil and perverse.

"I wanted to tease you kid, since you're in a hurry to find death, then don't blame me, kid took his life. ”

Zhang Muyang turned his body to avoid the old monk's ghost claws, and said: "Old monk, do you now understand why I just said that you destroyed the city? ”

was ridiculed by Zhang Muyang like this, and the old monk who had already talked nonsense was not angry, he grabbed Zhang Muyang again and again with his ghost claws and said: "Sharp-toothed boy, you can be arrogant for a few words, when the time comes, you will be the delicacy in my mouth, before going up the mountain, do you see the white bones of that Sensen? Their fate is your future." ”

"Is it just you?"

Zhang Muyang's face was full of ridicule: "You don't still want to wait for that poisonous tea to attack in my body, such a stinky thing, do you think I will swallow it?" ”

I don't know when, Zhang Muyang had an extra gourd in his hand, and the tea he drank just now was all poured from the gourd to the old monk.

How could this thing be a threat to him, Zhang Muyang poured it out, just to mock it in terms of IQ and spirit.

The old monk's face became even more hideous at this time, and he didn't know if it was because of Zhang Muyang's anger or something else, but now his eyes were red, red like ghost fire.

"Huaxia little ghost, do you think I only have such a few means? I have just said, I am a god, I only rule all gods, and you are just a reptile in front of me. ”

Zhang Muyang smiled disdainfully: "Are the gods like you? I've been scolding you for a long time, you can react." With that, he put the sword behind his back and drew a middle finger.

"Roar!

After the old monk roared, his fingers were in the air, and in the blink of an eye, a palm shadow seemed to fall from the sky, pressing straight towards Zhang Muyang.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

For the giant palm shadow that was pressed down from above, Zhang Muyang glanced up, and with the long sword behind his back, he stabbed upward, and the palm shadow disappeared without a trace.

"It's a pity that it's rubbish. ”

Zhang Muyang sneered and said: "If you, a bullshit god, don't show some real skills, then you are about to fall, are you ready?"