"What?"

Zhou Ling almost thought that his ears had misheard.

Song Hao's expression was much calmer, in fact, when the other party had just narrated to him the origin of the martial arts competition, he had a little guess in his heart.

It's just that speculation is speculation, and when such a conjecture becomes a reality, he is still shocked in his heart, or incredible.

Taking in the stunned expressions of the two, the look of the old man in the green robe was a little proud, and he made a cup of tea and drank it slowly.

After more than a dozen breaths of effort, he could speak in a timely manner: "How, you two have thought about it?"

"Yes, yes...... Senior, why did you do this?" Song Hao's stammering voice came into his ears.

"It's very simple, I want to win this competition, but the few apprentices I accepted are all things that can't be supported by mud on the wall, and they can't be relied on, so I have to ask the two little friends to help. Maybe he wanted to cooperate with the two, but he was much more polite in his words.

"But why are you looking for me?"

"Yes, we are not monks of the Treant Race, aren't our predecessors afraid of goofs?"

"What the senior sister said is good. Song Hao's worries were the same as Zhou Ling's: "Even if we are willing to help our predecessors, but the Cultivator's magical powers and treasures are completely different from what we have learned, and we will not be exposed as soon as we make a move?"

"Don't worry, the old man naturally has a reason to do this. ”

Hearing the concerns of the two, the old man in the green robe burst out laughing:

"It is true that the magic treasures of the Tree Man Clan are completely different from you human monks, but everything is the same, in fact, our cultivation system is the same, otherwise even the division of the realm will not be the same, there is a way that the stones of other mountains can attack jade, in fact, over the years, the ancestors of our Tree People clan have encouraged us to find ways to cultivate the supernatural powers of human monks. ”

"What?"

Song Hao and Zhou Ling were shocked, what did the other party want to do by doing this?

And the two of them also noticed that the other party's words mentioned the ancestor of the tree man, you know, this old guy in front of him, but the existence of the late stage of Jindan, can he be called the ancestor, could it be that the tree man clan also has an old monster in the infancy stage?

Of course, this is just speculation, so they won't be stupid to ask.

The old man in the green robe also seemed to notice that he had missed something, and a trace of imperceptible annoyance flashed on his face, and he quickly turned to him.

"So you don't have to worry, even if you use all the magic spells of human monks, everyone will never doubt it, but will be amazed. ”

Song Hao: "......"

Zhou Ling: "......"

"Okay, even if there is no problem with this, but what about our appearance? You must know that although the tree people and humans look similar, there are still some differences, our Xingzang has not been seen through by our predecessors, and when it comes to the martial arts competition, there will be more masters at that time, and it will not be revealed in minutes?"

"You don't have to worry about this, since the old man dares to do this, how can he not be sure, ordinary disguise techniques are indeed easy to see through, but if they are matched with the old man's elixir, they can be seamless. ”

The old man in the green robe said so and so.

"Okay, you two now know the whole story, it's time to make a choice, whether you are willing to cooperate with the old man, hurry up, and give me a quasi-letter. ”

"There is one more question for the juniors. ”

Say. The old man in the green robe showed a look of impatience on his face.

"As the seniors said, the people who participated in the martial arts competition were all the top powerhouses in the younger generation of the Shuren clan, and the two younger generations were low in cultivation, how did the seniors take a fancy to us?"

"Little guy, there is a way that you don't say dark words in front of the Mingren, you don't have to pretend to be stupid in front of me, the old man doesn't dare to say anything else, the vision of looking at people is definitely one-on-one That's right, the strength of the two of you is in the same level, you are definitely the top of the strong, so you don't have to play the trick of self-humility and hypocrisy in front of me. The old man in the green robe said with a sneer.

"Okay!" Song Hao sighed: "I admit that the strength of the two of us is not bad among the monks of the same level, but compared to the elite of the Tree People clan, we will never dare to talk about any advantages, if the seniors want us to win the championship, it is not sure at all." ”

"I think Xiaoyou got one thing wrong. Listening to Song Hao's words, a hideous smile appeared on the face of the old man in the green robe: "I'm not discussing with you, you should understand what I mean by me making fish and meat, and people making swords, you don't have a choice, either fall, or find a way to help me win the championship of the martial arts competition." ”

"What if you can't win the championship?"

"If you can't win the championship, what do I want you to do, as for the end, you two can think about it yourself......"

Song Hao and Zhou Ling glanced at each other, their faces were a little ugly, but now, there is nothing to be done, the immortal cultivation world is originally respected by the strong, and his skills are not as good as others, so naturally there is no room for maneuver in this matter.

Refusing the other party's proposal is a dead end now, and promising the other party, although the future is still bleak, but at least temporarily worry-free, slowly waiting for the opportunity, maybe there will be variables, in this case, how to choose, that is, it is obvious.

"Since the seniors said so, then we agreed to cooperate with you, but if we are lucky enough to win the championship, I hope the seniors can keep their promises. Song Hao sighed, his expression helpless.

"Don't worry, as the saying goes, if you don't have faith, you can't stand, the old man, as an immortal cultivator in the late stage of Jindan, can he be regarded as a person with great status, if the two little friends can help me win the championship of the martial arts competition, I can't be grateful, how can I break my promise and get fat, and harm the two?" Seeing Song Hao's bright attitude and expressing his willingness to cooperate with him, the corners of the old man's mouth in the green robe finally showed a smile, and even his tone became much kinder.

"Thank you, seniors. ”

Although Song Hao and Zhou Ling were extremely depressed, they could only clasp their fists and salute, if they wanted to turn the danger into a disaster, it was necessary to be false and wrong, and they could not reveal their true mood at this time.

"Good, good. The old man in the green robe stroked his palms and laughed, then stretched out his hand and patted it on his waist, and two pills came into view.

The difference in size between the pill and the longan is as if it is dark green, and there is a faint spicy taste, which exudes it.

"Take it, swallow it. The other party commanded in an unquestioning tone.

"This is ......" Song Hao frowned, from his point of view, he naturally didn't dare to eat what others gave him.

"This is the Shuyuan Dan, it is my Shuren clan, the famous treasure, after taking it, it will be of great benefit to cultivation, if you are lucky, you can even make the strength of the two little friends, on the basis of the original, get a lot of increase. ”