"Alright, old ghost, tell me what's going on?" said a hoarse old man's voice. This gentleman wears a plain robe, and his hair is white, but he has a red face, round cheeks, and two thick silkworm eyebrows. In terms of image, it makes people feel extremely kind.

"Well, I have to ask him!" Elder Wutian directly offered Long Haotian out very unjustly. And before Long Haotian could speak, he had already felt that there was an incomparably sharp sword intent on the body of the person who asked the question.

"This is the garrison of the Southeast Wuhou Peak, Elder Wuhou, among all the Supreme Elders, the swordsmanship ranks first!" Luo Jiutian said.

"No thickness, huh! good name. Long Haotian nodded slightly.

The so-called no thickness, in fact, is the ultimate sharpness. It's just that from a literal point of view, it's not as flamboyant as the word sharp. And his seemingly kind appearance, as well as his slightly hoarse voice, perfectly concealed this publicity. Of course, Long Haotian's perception was far better than ordinary people, so he could understand the sharp meaning contained in Elder Wuhou's words.

"Young man, let's talk about it!" Elder Wuhou smiled gently, but there was an irrefutable force in his words. And when he spoke, it seemed that the rest of the Supreme Elders were silent, obviously among these seven, he had extremely high prestige.

Long Haotian was also calm, and first reported to his home. After all, this group of old antiques was different from the stationed disciples of Thundercloud Pool, and their understanding of what had happened in the sect was much behind that of ordinary people.

At the same time, this group of people really hadn't heard a story for many years, and no one talked to them, so they were so lonely that Long Haotian's narration directly aroused the interest of the six new antiques.

At first, Elder Wuhou was still holding the shelf, but later, he simply pulled Long Haotian to find a piece of bluestone and sit down. The rest of the antiques looked at this strange scene and looked at each other.

The final picture was of Long Haotian and Elder Wuhou sitting on the stone, and the rest of the elders and Luo Jiutian simply sat cross-legged on the ground, forming a circle. It's like an old monk telling a story to a group of young monks.

Elder Wutian had heard the story once, and he kept helping Long Haotian. In the end, the six new old men all stood on Long Haotian's side, eager for everyone to go to Lei Zhenyue to fight hard. Luo Jiutian looked at this group of old antiques one by one, revealing the posture of an old naughty boy, and almost squirted out the wine in his mouth.

Finally, Long Haotian felt that the foreshadowing was enough, so he guided the topic to the most sensitive part.

"A few Supreme Elders, originally this matter was my Long Haotian's privacy, but in front of all the seniors, there is nothing to hide!" Long Haotian stood up as he spoke, summoning the Flame Heaven Phantom Beast that had already transformed.

Of course, when the summoning came, he still used the secret technique taught by Lan Xinyue. Now, his soul power had reached the middle of the forty-first order, and he was even more comfortable with the control of this secret technique, so what appeared in front of everyone was a giant bird of the middle grade of the eighth order.

In fact, Long Haotian still took a certain risk by doing this. After all, in the decisive battle with Mo Wuxian, he controlled the grade of the phantom beast to the eighth order. At that time, Luo Jiutian, Xie Rongyuan and others were all in their eyes.

However, I don't know if it is because he has been named the God of Gambling, and now Long Haotian seems to be very willing to gamble. What he gambled on was that Luo Jiutian would not crack this matter in person at this moment.

Sure enough, wine is like character, and this time he really made the right bet. Although Long Haotian felt it, Luo Jiutian frowned slightly when he looked at this phantom beast. But in the end, he chose to continue drinking and remain silent.

Unexpectedly, when these seven old antiques looked at this Holy Feather Garuda King, they also fell silent. Moreover, everyone's eyes became very thief, and everyone's face was a little embarrassed.

Although they are old antiques, they have lived this life, and the scope they have been to has never exceeded the Purple Gold Alliance, let alone Longque Ridge, or even the more distant Sacred Realm Middle Earth. They don't even know what it is!

So at this moment, these old guys, you look at me, I look at you, blinking a pair of big "ignorant" eyes, but they are really embarrassed to ask the four words "what is this". After all, it's such a shame to show cowardice in front of old guys, or even young people!

Elder Wuhou lost the sharpness he had just now. I heard him cough dryly twice, and said, "Well, what a powerful phantom beast." In terms of grade, there should be an eighth-order middle grade!"

"That's right!" Long Haotian nodded, "What exactly is this, Haotian doesn't know." I only know that he is the family heirloom of my Long family, and before my father died, he only entrusted it to me, but did not tell the details. ”

"Well, it's a pity!" Elder Wuhou nodded, and he didn't know what he called a pity, whether it was because Long Haotian didn't know the name of this phantom beast, or if it was a pity that they themselves had lost a chance to gain knowledge.

"As Elder Wuhou can see, this star seed is an eighth-order middle grade. Every time my cultivation improves, the amount of resources it takes is immense. Moreover...... Alas!" Long Haotian sighed deliberately, "It's no secret that I'm born out of phase now. And my eccentric physique is also extremely demanding on resources. So ......"

"Uh-huh!" Elder Wuhou nodded when he heard this, and said, "Haotian, old man, I have a small request, I wonder if you can meet it?"

"Elder wants to see my physique, right?" Long Haotian smiled. How could he not understand the minds of these old men?

"That's right!" Elder Wuhou was very honest, looking embarrassed when a child was told the central matter. He originally had a red face, and this moment made people feel more like a ripe tomato.

"Old thing!" Elder Wutian spat, "You're really sorry for your name!"

"Old ghost!" said the elder of the can't help him, "You just say that he is thick-skinned!

"Poof-" Luo Jiutian didn't hold back, and a sip of wine sprayed directly onto Elder Wuhou's face.

"Hahahaha-" The six old men were instantly happy, as for Elder Wuhou, they were so angry that they gritted their teeth, while Luo Jiutian was only embarrassed.

Long Haotian opened his arms very calmly, and then relaxed the vigilance of his whole body, and said, "Elder Wuhou, please!"

Seeing that Long Haotian was so calm, Elder Wuhou also felt that he was a little abrupt?

After all, everyone's constitution can be said to be a kind of privacy. Even those physiques that have long been known for a long time will be alienated due to various factors such as the talent of each martial artist, and they must not be generalized. And Long Haotian's move is tantamount to revealing his privacy and inventory to others to scrutinize.

But although he felt a little rude, after all, this matter was related to the Bafang Electric Sea Pool, which was not trivial, so in the end, Elder Wuhou still chose to be abrupt.

Seeing that he put three fingers on Long Haotian's wrist, those six old antiques couldn't restrain their curiosity. Especially Elder Wutian, he really wanted to find out ten days ago, but at that time, Long Haotian's viscera and meridians were all smashed to pieces, and his entire body was in chaos, and there was no way to explore it at all.

So at this moment, he urged one after another: "How is it?

"Shut up!" Elder Wuhou glared at Elder Wutian fiercely, but his face was already full of shock.

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