On the two large mountains that form the mountain gate, there are two chess players.

One of the white-robed men frowned slightly, a little displeased, and with a wave of his hand, a line of words appeared on the ground.

"I was so ruthless at the age of ten, and I don't know what will happen in the future. ”

The other person was a white-haired old man with a fierce look in his eyes, and he had the opposite opinion of the white-robed man.

"Haha, only by killing decisively can the world be established, aren't there many people who die in the hands of the sect master?"

The white-robed man did not refute this.

The old man suddenly crumpled the chess pieces in his hand, "Recently, the sect has become more and more rampant, even Zhi Ling dares to catch it, according to Bai He, if it is not for the help of nobles this time, Zhi Ling is afraid that he will not be able to come back." ”

Speaking of interception, the white-robed man was also very jealous in his heart, and with a wave of his hand again, a line of words appeared on the ground again.

"The sect is too mysterious, and recently asked the disciples in the sect, especially the core disciples, not to go out without any major events. ”

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Outside the Rosen Gate Mountain Gate.

Liu Mang sat at the other end of the crack, made a simple small stove on the ground, and after burning the fire, put the kettle full of mountain spring water on it.

After setting up the tea set, Liu Mang took out a storage ring, which was the first storage ring for the wronged head.

Liu Mang found a token from it, it seems that he is a guy who is afraid of death, and the others are some inconsequential items.

"Is the Dao Seeking Realm so afraid of death?" Liu Mang was a little speechless.

In fact, the first realm of Wandao is also considered to be in the middle and upper ranks among many participants, and this wronged boss originally planned to be honest and participate in the assessment in his own right, after all, not everyone is not afraid of death.

Originally, this approach was the safest way, but I didn't expect that the mountain gate of Lawson Gate had already been blocked by Liu Mang.

After the water boiled, Liu Mang skillfully brewed a pot of tea and poured a cup for himself.

And the whole process of making tea was also seen by the two people on the mountain, and both of them were very surprised by Liu Mang's tea ceremony skills.

The white-haired old man touched his beard and said with emotion: "Sect Master, that old guy in the Dao Hall seems to like making tea very much, although this little guy's tea ceremony is not as good as that old guy, this little guy is not even ten years old." ”

The white-robed man nodded, and had to admit that Liu Mang did have a hand, after all, the tea ceremony was not something that could be done overnight.

Liu Mang took a small sip and found that the tea this time seemed to have something inexplicable.

As Liu Mang's tea fragrance drifted to the mountain, both of them also smelled something unusual in the tea fragrance.

The white-haired old man closed his eyes and felt it carefully, then asked with a smile, "Sect Master, do you feel it?"

Sect Master Zhou just nodded, but his eyes were full of surprise.

Just as Liu Mang finished drinking a small cup, Liu Mang noticed a strange old man appearing next to him.

I saw the old man's cloudy eyes looking at him with a smile, and his weather-beaten face was even more wrinkled.

He was dressed in a gray but not gray, yellow and not yellow crane, and the gray sideburns set off the wisdom in his eyes.

It's not simple, Liu Mang made an evaluation for the first time in his mind.

The old man smiled and asked, "Can you give the old man a cup?"

Liu Mang didn't agree, but said slowly: "Use something that you think is as important as your life, you can exchange it for a cup of tea for me." ”

This made the old man a little surprised, and after thinking about it again, the old man said slowly, "No." ”

After listening to the old man's answer, Liu Mang poured a cup for him, and did not hand it over, but made a gesture of please, and there were words in his mouth.

"Poor. ”

It seems to be disrespectful, but the old man, who is usually in a high position, sat on the ground honestly and picked up the teacup.

"Fire jade?" As soon as the teacup touched, the old man discovered the extraordinaryness of the teacup.

"Yo, old man, you're quite knowledgeable. Liu Mang had a tone of peer discussion, and his tone was very lazy.

"Hahaha, you little baby is really interesting, dare to talk like this, do you know who I am?" The old man laughed three times, and he didn't know whether Liu Mang was naïve or ignorant.

Liu Mang was not flustered about this, but was a little disdainful, "Old man, drink if you want, if you don't drink it, I don't know who you are, but I know that I must live longer than you." ”

The old man was not angry at Liu Mang's offense, but it was Liu Mang's ignorant fearlessness that made the old man look at him a few times.

"Drink, how can you not drink this good tea? The old man in the Taoist Hall is very stingy, and he usually can't drink two cups. The old man complained as he picked up the teacup, and then began to taste the tea slowly.

After taking a sip, there was no big surprise to the "rhyme" in the original tea, but when the tea soup was swallowed, the vitality in the body caught the old man off his fingers.

Feeling the growth of lifespan, the old man lost his voice and said, "Xiaoyou, what kind of tea is this?"

Liu Mang wanted to explain, but with a roll of his eyes, he changed his words and asked, "What?

"Think!" the old man did not hide his thoughts, but went straight to the point, "what do you want?"

"Look at what you have. Liu Mang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he continued to bargain, only in this way can the benefits be maximized.

The old man's eyeballs moved quickly, but his cloudy eyes seemed very smart, and his eyes flashed with a keen light.

"There is a sword in the old decay, the name is crying blood, and the spiritual weapon in the ground level is the weapon that the old decay used to be, how about it?"

The old man took out a scarlet sword from the storage ring, and his words were full of confidence, thinking that Liu Mang would not be able to resist the temptation of crying blood.

And Liu Mang only glanced at it, and sneered sarcastically, "That's it?"

Seeing that Liu Mang was so disdainful of crying blood, the old man was a little disliked, in his opinion, Liu Mang's age was at most enlightened to the Five Realms, and it would be good to have a Xuan-level spiritual weapon.

The old man asked tentatively, "Does Xiaoyou already have a ground-level spirit weapon?"

Seeing that Liu Mang shook his head, the old man felt that Liu Mang was really a little ambitious, and was about to educate Liu Mang a few words, but in the next second, the old man's throat seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't speak.

I saw Liu Mang take out a forty-meter machete, slash at the weeping blood in the old man's hand, and then put the forty-meter machete away.

And the sword body of Weeping Blood can obviously see a small opening, which means that the quality of Liu Mang's spiritual weapon is definitely much higher than that of Weeping Blood.

Coupled with the fact that Liu Mang did not have a ground-level weapon, the quality of the forty-meter machete was self-evident.

The old man quietly pinched his thigh, and found that it was indeed not a dream, so he looked at Liu Mang in horror.

As an elder of the Punishment Palace, the heaven-level weapons in his hand, in addition to the three pieces that he had saved for most of his life, there was one thing that the sect had given him, and there were only four in total.

If it weren't for the fact that this tea was too shocking, he wouldn't have taken out the weeping blood to exchange it.

Seeing that the old man didn't speak, Liu Mang said vigilantly: "Old man, as an elder of the Rosenmen, you don't want to rob, right?"

From the time the old man appeared, the two gatekeeper disciples reacted in such a panic, Liu Mang recognized that the old man was an elder of the Lawson Gate, and his status was not low, so he took out the forty-meter machete.

After all, after entering the Rosen Gate, one day others will recognize the quality of the forty-meter machete, so it is better to show it first, so that there is no fear that someone will slander it as stolen in the future.

Seeing that Liu Mang was so strange, afraid that others would do it, and he showed the good things himself, the old man felt a little ridiculous.

"Hehe, Xiaoyou laughed, although the old man is very envious, but he will not shoot at a child, I don't know where Xiaoyou is taught?

Speaking of Liu Mang himself, Liu Mang was suddenly filled with grief, and his tone was even more painful, I don't know how miserable I thought.

"Alas, my family lives in Tefu Village in Xiong'an District, and my family has been so rich since I was a child, I am fed up with this unbearable rich life, and I want to come out to see the outside world. ”