Chapter 1835: The Lord of the Immortal Father and Son (1)
"You say."
Giving in to Mu Changsheng again and again, Elder Feng finally waited for Zhenxiao to make a request, and this time, no matter what she said, he would definitely agree!
"The stakes are too low."
The corners of his mouth are so small that he grins a little.
I'm really sorry for myself for tossing for so long and not taking more benefits.
Reaching out and grabbing the thousand divine silver pieces that had been placed in front of Mu Qiuping's body before, he grabbed them into his arms.
Zhen Xiao glanced at the remaining two thousand, and pouted in the direction where Mu Changsheng was standing.
"Since you want my Qinghuang Ding, then in addition to the remaining Divine Silver, I also want you to make a bet with the Lord Ding of the Wood Forest! You...... Do you dare to say yes? ”
With a long cry of coldness, Zhen Xiaoxiao suddenly strode forward, and the sound of his steps was just in the rhythm of his own cheering, which shocked Mu Changsheng's heart to beat suddenly.
"Why don't you dare?"
Knowing that the other party was using the Radical Method, Mu Changsheng had already lost the caution that a third-step monk should have.
No matter how heavy the bet is, it can't shake his belief, after all, he doesn't believe that he will lose if he has a Danbi with Mu Xiaoxiao!
It's a battle for reputation.
If you are defeated, the loss of face is much more important than the loss of magic weapons!
"The old man's main tripod and Lin'er's main tripod are all here!"
Mu Changsheng grabbed it with his big hand.
Directly grab the tripod in the wooden forest storage bag.
The tripod used by the wood forest on weekdays, named "Yingqi", the tripod body is forged from an unrecognizable metal material, and it is a magical treasure taken from the ancient secret realm.
It should have been a long time ago. Originally, there were many patterns carved on it, but it was eroded by wind and rain, and now only a pair of yellow warblers with their tails cocked are left singing in duet on the tree.
Interestingly, during alchemy, once the Ding Huo is too strong or too weak, the pair of warblers will sing a crisp cry and mention the Ding Master.
After obtaining this treasure, Mu Lin couldn't put it down, and looked for a number of treasure connoisseurs to identify and restore it, but they were unsuccessful. He didn't know anything about the old owner of this tripod, its origin, and its deeper functions.
The only thing that is certain is that this tripod must have some special abilities, waiting for himself to slowly discover.
Now I saw that my father grabbed Yingqi without saying anything, and threw it on the Aoba platform as a bet with Mu Xiaoxiao Doudan, although I believe that my father will be able to win back the Qinghuang Ding, but I can't say what's going on, at this time, Mu Lin has a strong worry and reluctance in his heart.
Compared with his son's Ying Cry Ding, Mu Changsheng's main Ding is more domineering in terms of momentum and coercion.
His main tripod, named Changsheng, is made of a huge five-colored jade, carved from the whole thing.
Fu Lu Shou Xi Cai.
Red, green, white, yellow, purple!
The five colors are distinct, the red part is transparent and the color is strong, the green part is delicate, the white part is smooth like clotted fat, the yellow part is extravagant, and the purple part is brilliant and dazzling. Even if you don't use a hundred years of medicinal qi to nourish it, just such a complete jade of the Five Blessings can fetch a high price in the black market!
"The old man and the dog's ding, as well as the two thousand gods of silver, are here, and please elders, smile for me...... Let's choose the top! ”
With the thought of breaking the cauldron in his heart, Mu Changsheng arched his hand to the stage and said loudly.
"Good baby! What a baby! ”
Staring at the warbler crying tripod with a special breath and the extremely precious immortal tripod, Zhen Xiaoxiao didn't hear what Mu Changsheng said at all, but a pair of green lights flashed in his eyes.
Originally, I didn't have much obsession with the victory or defeat of this fight.
Win best, lose...... It's just a formality of Qiye Ding in the hands of Cousin Mu Dan, and then return to his arms. But now for the sake of these two extraordinary-looking medicine pods, she decided to ...... Fight! I want to talk about "Ten Thousand Beasts and Ten Thousand Beasts" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~