Hearing Bai Lao's exclamation, Zitong suddenly understood the identity of the person in front of him, it seems that this is the initiator of everything, the old man of destiny!

As for Bai Lao's attitude, Zitong knew it. Although he said that he used to be an enemy of the old way, wasn't that the moment his memory was dissipated, he was already dead. Later, Lao Dao separated them by special means, and naturally the mark of the servant was firmly inserted into the depths of their souls.

"Hehe! The person who came is surnamed Mu?" The old man of the Mandate of Heaven did not pay attention to Bai Lao, but asked Zitong with a smile.

It's just that the seemingly realistic face is also difficult to hide a trace of sluggishness, and seeing this, Zitong guessed eight or nine. The person in front of him is probably also a remnant soul-like existence.

"Exactly, the junior Mu Zitong! I have seen the senior!" Zitong bowed slightly and replied.

"Hehe!" For Zitong's gift, Lao Dao was not like Bai Lao, he accepted it gladly, after all, his identity was there.

"Since I'm here, it's fate, I'm the old man of Destiny, it's just a wisp of spiritual consciousness thousands of years later, the deity has already fallen in that battle, leaving only this cemetery, but I still can't live in peace, that's why you came!"

"Okay, you will know these things sooner or later, but now is not the time to say it, you came here, I can guess, but Yujian Bai Servant, there is a little deviation, I think you are also a person with a deep source of blessings!"

"No matter how great the senior's skills are, they won't be considered exhaustive, right?" Zitong was very unconvinced by Lao Dao's insightful tone, and there was some sarcasm between his words.

"Yes, no matter how good I am. It's not going to be exhaustive!" But to Zitong's surprise, this has always been a proud old way. actually admitted it frankly. For a while, Zitong didn't know what to say.

"Otherwise. Nor will it ...... Alas!" Lao Dao sighed. Although he didn't know what happened, he could still guess between the lines that something irreversible must have happened, otherwise, with the reputation and strength of the old way, it would be impossible for this kind of fate to happen.

However, if Lao Dao doesn't say it himself, how can Zitong know. Besides, he didn't have much interest, Lao Dao himself said it. It's been tens of thousands of years, and it's been a few times, who can know what happened at the beginning?

"You've also gotten a lot of good things along the way!" the phantom of the old way flickered and came to the pile of treasures carried by Zitong.

"Oh, the nine-stringed lyre of the dry mulberry wood, this is the weapon of the strings of my eight disciples, alas!" It seemed that the dashing appearance of the eight disciples appeared in front of him, and he thought of the final way of destruction, and the old man sighed.

But he didn't bask in his grief for long, he just called out the names of these treasures one by one: "Hmm." Sewing wood, not bad! The vast tower, not bad......"

"Uh-huh. Not bad, yes, all good babies. It's a good baby for you now. It's just that your cultivation is too weak!" Lao Dao glanced at Zitong and said.

"These things, except for that piano, although the others are very rare, but they are not used at or above the basic sect level, why are you carrying them behind your back?" However, the next sentence directly destroyed all the previous praises, and looked at Zitong suspiciously.

"Enough!" Zitong ignored his words, joked, he is now a martial artist, the great martial artist has not yet arrived, it is useless above the sect level, at least he can use it for a few years!

"Hehe, it's okay!" Lao Dao suddenly laughed, and suddenly asked, "Do you want something more precious than these things?" After speaking, he stared at Zitong tightly.

"Huh?" Zitong was suddenly excited when he heard this, but then he stabilized his emotions and asked coldly, "Are there any conditions?" or what risks do you need to take?"

He knows that there is no such thing as pie in the sky, and this old man is doing everything possible to get himself and others in, and there is definitely some ulterior motive. It's just that he really can't think of what people like about his own strength?

"Why are you so nervous!" However, in response to Zitong's overreaction, Lao Dao suddenly smiled and said: "It's not a big request, just to promise Lao Dao to help me do something!"

"Don't do it!"

However, in the stunned eyes of the old man, Zitong rejected him very decisively.

Just kidding, what the old man of the Mandate of Heaven can't do, what kind of cultivation and ability, he can't do, that is definitely more difficult than ascending to the sky! Instead, let yourself do it for him? Isn't that nonsense? I still have self-knowledge, and I will never make trouble for myself.

"I haven't said anything yet, you won't agree?" Lao Dao obviously didn't expect Zitong to be so simple.

"No, it's definitely not a good thing, if you just ask me to wipe the floor for you, maybe I can think about it!" After speaking, Zitong glanced at the old way.

"What if!" said the old man.

Hehe, that's what I'm waiting for you! Under the smile of Zitong's successful treacherous plan, he quickly wiped the ground with his hand, and then heard him say leisurely:

"That's what you said, I'm done, baby?"

"You ......" Lao Dao's nose was almost crooked, he dared to fall into someone else's trap, and he was secretly depressed in his heart: "Why have you waited so long, such a guy is here!

"That's not just now, I was joking, you know, I like to joke!" said Lao Dao unmoved, with a smile. Since he played a scoundrel, fortunately, he also came to repay him with a stroke, anyway, there are no outsiders here, and it will not affect his image.

"You... Why don't you talk nonsense!" Zitong didn't expect this old Taoist to actually play Tai Chi with him, and he beat him with one move, but he was beaten back as he was.

"Why, if you are allowed to cheat and bully my old man, my old man's head is not bright, so I can't rely on the old man and sell the old?" Obviously, with Zitong's cultivation, he is far from being the opponent of this old monster who has lived for thousands of years, and he was defeated.

And Bai Lao on the side, was stunned to look at the two people in front of him, Zitong needless to say, don't blame those who don't know, he doesn't know what Lao Dao did before his death, naturally he can talk eloquently, but what about the master in front of him? When have you ever seen the master like this? This is simply a miracle, but, or rather, the master's ability to rely on the skin seems to be no less than his own cultivation.

"Okay, I won't worry about you!" Seeing Zitong blushing and having a thick neck there, Lao Dao Daxiu waved and said very freely: "Anyway, you have to agree to this matter, and you have to agree if you don't agree!"

"Because this is my decision, if you don't agree, not only will you not get the baby, but you won't be able to get out!haha!" Its echo does not dissipate for a long time.

The old way zuihou said, Zitong is really listening, yes, people are the masters, don't agree?

With a wry smile, Zitong only has this expression in his heart now!

"Say it!"

Zitong, who had no confidence at all, said to the old Tao dejectedly.

"Well, that's right!" Lao Dao stroked his non-existent long beard and said slowly: "Ask for something and wait and wait, you go and choose an item first, after all, the hands of others are short, and I will tell you!"

Saying that, Yao Yao pointed to the jade man sitting on the bench, and the meaning was very clear.

"However, you can only take one item from that person's body, and the other things don't belong to you yet, go ahead, and whether you can choose a good thing or not depends on your luck." ”

In fact, when the old man said that he went out to get something, Zitong didn't listen to the words at all, and the frustration just now was completely gone, and he came to the jade man quickly.

At this time, he slowly looked at the jade man who was sitting upright. Needless to say, the vividness of the face, especially the temperament, has a natural momentum.

stared at the jade man for a long time, there was the ring on his finger, and the white robe that was obviously good, and even the purple gold and green jade cong, which were obviously not ordinary, but Zitong just didn't feel it.

After glancing up and down for a while, he suddenly attracted attention to the jade man's belt, which was not just a white satin of any material, with a crystal gem embedded in the middle, which was very eye-catching.

For some reason, Zitong stared at the belt and couldn't move his eyes. "That's it!" Zitong made up his mind, no longer regretted it, reached out and untied his belt, and tied it to himself. Slowly return.

"That's it?"

"Well, that's it!"

"Not changing?"

"Why, is this a good treasure, you can't bear it?" Zitong asked rhetorically.

"Hehe!" the old man smiled and said, "In that case, then it's yours!

"You've chosen a storage belt with the jade tube in it, you find it, and there's plenty of room in there to fit these things in, and there's a few other things!"

As he spoke, Lao Dao told Zitong how to use the storage belt.

After a while.

"Okay, you break the jade tube, let's go!" Lao Dao waved his hand, and the figure gradually became transparent.

"Just left?" Zitong suddenly asked.

"Do you want to accompany me if you don't leave?"

"Snort!" the jade tube shattered, and the figures of Zitong and Bai Lao disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, in an inexplicable cave, the figures of the two appeared, and as soon as they condensed, there was a scream of surprise: "Xiao Yu!!"

And Zitong suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and then a wet tongue licked his cheeks.

At the same time as the surprise in my heart, a more stunned cry sounded again:

"White!"

"Purple!" (to be continued......)

PS: Chapter 3, the climax is coming tomorrow~~