Chapter 136: The son of the Luo family

Climb the giant tree, repeat dozens of steps, Huo Ran cheerful.

I saw the giant tree growing southward, and countless branches stretched out, forming a square platform in the south. These platforms are suspended in the air at a height of tens of meters, jagged, but most of them are flat, and only a few platforms are wide and prominent, as if standing out from the crowd.

Looking up, these platforms are like clouds in the sky, out of reach. When you climb the giant tree and stand on the branches, these platforms are like a square lotus leaf spread on the water, which is extremely delicate and elegant.

"Mrs. Jiuxiang has an elegant taste, this table is hung on the tree, and I am waiting like an immortal. ”

Many rattans are twisted into a promenade suspension bridge, which are hung between the platforms one by one, so that the platforms can communicate with each other. At this time, there were already many guests on the stage, either seated or stepping on rattans, all of whom were talking.

Yu Dao saw this rare scene in the mundane world, his heart was greatly interested, he waved his hand, immediately stepped on the rattan, and leaned over to a nearby platform.

The rattan is suspended in the air, slightly narrow, and can only pass through one person, and because there is no support, the person will shake as soon as he climbs it, and it is extremely unstable. But the guests are all extraordinary, and all of them are walking on the ground.

Yu Dao jumped lightly and jumped onto a platform, and the person who was sitting on the platform said, "Come to Daoyou!"

Yu Dao looked over and found that there were three or five wooden pier small tables on the table, and there were already two people sitting at the table, one of them was a black-robed monk, and the other was a Taoist monster with a sharp beak and monkey gills, no need to think about it, this demon is the monkey demon incarnation.

As soon as he saw Yu Dao, the monkey demon got up and walked in a distance, quite a bit of the taste of the monkey and the crown, and the other monk sat still and did not move, but only bowed his head.

Yu Dao bowed to the monkey demon in return and nodded to the other monk. He chose a small table and sat down between the monkey demon and the black-robed monk.

The three of them talked for a while, although they were not familiar with each other, but they were not cold.

Suddenly, the monkey demon stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and his little arms full of black hair came out of his sleeves, and he shouted: "Qingye Snake Cultivator, and the son of the Luo family!"

When Yu Dao heard this, he looked up and saw two monks stepping on the vines and continuing to walk to a high place. One of them, with a fluttering robe and a somewhat mean face, was the monk who came on a sliding pole.

The monkey demon shook his head and said, "It is worthy of being a person who has read books, and those who can get beauty today must have this son of the Luo family." ”

The black-robed monk next to him said, "That Qingye Snake Cultivator is not easy to get along with, a mouthful of poisonous fangs has been sacrificed into a magic weapon, and it is extremely ruthless. ”

The monkey demon didn't argue, waved his hand and said: "Anyway, I'll just come and have a good time, ask for a few cups of tea and drink, and the people who really want to choose a son-in-law are all on those platforms." ”

When the black-robed monk heard this, he looked at the platform that was nearly half a zhang higher than himself, and said lonely: "For those who can go to the high platform, the congratulatory gifts start with twenty talismans, but we are shy in our pockets. ”

The monkey demon was also lonely, "I heard that Mrs. Jiuxiang's magic is mysterious, if you can climb the high platform, you can get a little more benefits." ”

Yu Dao looked at it, he didn't know what he was thinking, he heard the word "magic", and couldn't help asking: "What kind of magic?"

The monkey demon glanced at him, and just said, "Daoist friends will know when the time comes." After the monkey demon said this, he was like a black-robed monk, just drinking the wine with his head bored and not saying a word.

Yu Dao saw the appearance of the two of them and thought, "I still have to see it up close." ”

Although he had killed the monks in the enlightenment period when he was in Shudi, he had not yet seen the magic of the magic carefully, and now that he had this opportunity, he refused to give up.

The monkey demon and the black-robed monk were drinking wine, and suddenly felt that the small table next to them was empty, and they raised their heads in surprise to find that Yu Dao had already gotten up and was stepping on the vines and walking towards the high platforms.

The monkey demon stared at Yu Dao's clothes and was speechless for a moment. The black-robed monk next to him sneered: "The color of the sharp-beaked monkey's gills even wants to climb the high platform, so he is not afraid of being bombarded down." ”

When the monkey demon heard his words, he immediately drank unhappily: "What do you say?"

As soon as the black-robed monk turned his head, he saw the monkey demon looking at him with bared teeth, and he was speechless for a moment, just drinking with his head down.

There are a lot of vines between the platforms, and Yu Dao walks a dozen steps quickly, and after a while, he steps on the rattan ladder that connects the high platform. As soon as he got on the high platform, he found that the high platform was very wide, and there were nearly ten small tables on one high platform, and there were a total of three high platforms close together, like a clover.

The high platform that Yu Dao climbed was already full, but there was still a small table left in the front place, but there was no room for it.

As soon as he ascended, the people on the high platform glanced at him, and when they saw his poor appearance, they all frowned.

But Yu Dao didn't care about the gaze of these monster monks at all, he waved his sleeves and walked to the last seat.

As soon as Yu Dao sat down, someone in Taichung suddenly asked: "Have you prepared a congratulatory gift?" Everyone looked at Yu Dao.

Yu Dao replied: "There are no congratulatory gifts, just more than 100 talismans." ”

When these words came out, the Taichung people's voices were stagnant, and the person who asked him was also choked, not knowing what to reply.

Normally, a monk would already be rich if he could have dozens of talismans, but if they hadn't asked Mrs. Jiuxiang, they would never have offered a congratulatory gift of twenty talismans. Who knew that the sloppy Taoist priest in front of him would be a hundred talisman coins as soon as he opened his mouth.

A hundred runes is already the price of a magic weapon, and it is not a shoddy magic weapon.

Everyone's eyes were suspicious, and some people subconsciously thought that Yu Dao was a strange person, and when they saw him with a sallow face and a sick look, they suddenly looked disdainful.

"Not to mention cultivation, if you look like this, you dare to come to the conference!" Taichung sneered.

"Why don't you dare, the old pig can come, and the Taoist friend can come!" A pig-headed monster spoke, and I don't know if it is angry or mocking.

Yu Dao sat calmly, looking around. He saw that the monsters and monks in Santai were all in the fetal movement stage, and only five or six of them were advanced in cultivation, and they were just characters like the sons of the Luo family, so they naturally didn't take it seriously.

Suddenly, a voice came: "Hiss...... I saw that this Taoist friend came with Luo Daoyou, I wonder if Luo Daoyou is also talking so much?"

The voice was cold and fluttering, but it came from the high platform on the other side. Everyone looked over and found that it was a green-robed and green-crowned monk, this monk's eyes were slender, flashing with fierce light, and his face was slender, like an inverted triangle snake face.

As he spoke, his tongue split like a snake's hiss, and two scales spread across his temples.

"It's Aoba Snake Cultivation. ”

Someone commented wantonly: "This snake cultivator and the surname Luo have never dealt with each other, and at this time they began to squeeze out." ”

"After all, it is a son-in-law, who is the most popular, and naturally who has a better chance of being elected. ”......

The son of the Luo family does not sit like other monsters, nor does he sit cross-legged like other monks, but kneels at the small table, with a straight back, which can be called a precarious seat.

He raised his eyes, didn't say a word, and flicked his fingers slightly, and a line of cold light suddenly burst out of his fingers, stabbing straight at the snake demon.

Poof! The air was streaked out.

"The surname is Luo, you dare!" screamed, and the green leaf snake slapped the small table and threw it over.

I saw the cold light rushing over and stabbing at the small table, stabbing dozens of rounds with a flick of his fingers, and directly stabbing the small table made of wooden piers with the word "death".

When he was about to stab at the snake demon, the cold light flickered again, and he gathered it back around the head of the green leaf snake cultivator.

After half a breath, the cold light returned, and it fell in the porcelain cup in front of the Luo family's son, and the sound of a jingle bell was ringing, but it was a finger-long cold steel silver needle.

The scene was silent for a while, and the green leaf snake wanted to go crazy, and suddenly saw the wooden table fall to the ground, collapse again, and turn into pieces of dead wood. But it was the cold steel and silver needles that not only pierced the wooden pier, but also sucked out all its vitality, causing it to become dead wood.

"You ......" Aoba Snake Xiu swallowed his saliva, sat down stupidly, and shrank back directly.

The son of the Luo family suddenly said lightly: "This Taoist priest is not my friend. With that, he half-closed his eyes and recuperated.

There was a lot of talking.

"What a powerful magic weapon!"

"But the snake demon was suppressed. Someone joked.

Someone secretly annoyed: "It's nothing, the point is that this guy looks too much to the taste of the vixen." ”

The son of the Luo family was in the limelight for a while.

Although Yu Dao was sitting in the front position, he was completely ignored by everyone and acted as a foil. He glanced lightly at the silver needle in the Luo family's cup and did not make any comment.