"You still use the words of respecting the old and loving the young, deceiving me as an old man, I'll ask you, won't your conscience hurt? And ....... “

"Senior, if you scold enough, let's talk about the purpose of captive the younger generation here, right?" Meng Chen interrupted the words of the Tianli Daoist, otherwise if this person continued to scold, his ears would soon become calloused.

"Purpose, how do you know that the old man has a purpose?" Tianli Daoist snorted coldly, it was really Meng Chen's style of acting that made him dislike, so he scolded loudly.

"Isn't this obvious enough?" Meng Chen touched his full stomach and came to the stone table, his mind quickly flashed back to stepping on the boat, the appearance of the ink Jiao on the river, and the scenes in the valley.

"Oh, how obvious?" Tianli Daoren's eyes narrowed slightly, looking very interested.

"If I don't have the slightest use for my seniors, and I just deceive you in a small boat and escape alone, I should be killed by you. Even if the seniors disdain to make a move, it should make you a mount, black mud ....... “

When Mo Jiao heard the word black mud, he let out an angry roar, and the flames in his eyes burned even more.

It seems that as long as Meng Chen dares to export the word loach, even if it is desperately cleaned up by the owner, it will swallow Meng Chen in one bite.

Meng Chen snorted coldly, if he was going to die, he was not afraid of offending this beast.

However, now that the matter has taken a turn for the better, there is no need for him to be serious with a beast, so he changed his words: "It should also be your mount, and there will be no scum left in one bite, right?"

"What else do you see?" Tianli Daoist picked up the wine jug and poured it into his mouth, appreciating Meng Chen's wisdom in his heart.

"If the younger generation is not wrong, the senior should be the legendary immortal. Meng Chen stretched out his hand and pushed the parchment book and storage bag in front of the Tianli Daoist. "And these two items should be the legendary immortal cultivation method and storage bag, although I don't know why my predecessors left these two things here, but I have a hunch that you need me to do something for you. “

The moment Meng Chen saw the Tianli Daoist riding on the back of Mo Jiao, although he was shocked in his heart, he was sure that there were really immortals in this world.

Although there are indeed many people in the folk juggling troupe who can train fierce birds and beasts, Meng Chen does not think that anyone can train a dragon into his own mount.

Tianli Daoist turned his head violently and put down the wine jug in his hand. For the first time, he looked at Meng Chen again.

"Isn't it?" Meng Chen's pupils contracted, and his heart was empty, he just said it based on speculation.

Tianli Daoist pondered for a moment and said, "Childe, old man Tianli, can I tell me your name?"

"Junior, Meng Chen. Meng Chen's tense nerves relaxed slightly, this old man and in the small boat, judging like two people, made him feel unfathomable.

"Master Meng, old man, there is a very cost-effective deal for you here, I wonder if you are interested?"

Meng Chen said secretly: Lao Tzu's life is in your hands now, I dare to say that I am not interested?

"Seniors, please say, if you are within the ability of the younger generations, you will do the work of dogs and horses. Meng Chen replied respectfully, after all, this person wanted to kill him, but it was easy, so he didn't even dare to speak carelessly.

"You're right, the old man does need your help, otherwise the old man would have made you ruined just because of what you did on the boat. “

"I don't know what the deal the predecessor said?" Meng Chen didn't care about this old man's cruel words, as long as this person didn't kill him, then everything was easy to say.

Tianli Daoist picked up the wine jug and poured it into his mouth again, at this moment, on his face, where was the obscene look on the boat, it was clearly a face full of majesty.

"What the old man is trying to do, it will take seven hundred years to start, so the old man only needs you a promise, a promise that seven hundred years later, you will do one thing for me unconditionally, and the old man will not lie to you, this matter has a certain danger to life, but the old man can guarantee that he will try to protect you as well as possible. “

"Seven hundred years later?" Meng Chen's heart pounded, listening to the meaning of the words of the Heavenly Departure Daoist, and the act of leaving the parchment book and storage bag, was to teach him to practice, otherwise, with his mortal body, how could he live for seven hundred years?

He is a person who has failed the list three times, and he has basically declared that there is no day to come out in this life, if he can step into cultivation and become a legendary immortal, how can he suppress the excitement in his heart.

In Meng Chen's mind, if the old man could really teach him to practice, not to mention that after learning spells, he would be able to return to his hometown and live for a few hundred more years.

Based on these alone, the old man didn't say that he would only let him do one thing, even if he did ten thousand things, he would not hesitate to agree.

"You heard it right, it's seven hundred years later. Tianli Daoist pushed the parchment storage bag back in front of Meng Chen and said, "The old man said that the plan is very large, so you are not the only person chosen by the old man, and you are also not the last, so the old man does not have time to teach you to practice in person."

However, the old man has already left the things you need for your cultivation in the storage bag, and with your qualifications, you don't need the old man's personal guidance.

But you have to remember, don't think that the old man is not around, so you are lazy and don't practice, when I need you, if you don't cultivate to the point of asking, I will make your life worse than death.

Even if you die unfortunately, it won't work, as long as 700 years later, even if you die for many years, I will find your soul from the long river of time, throw you into the Nine Hells of Purgatory, and let you never be reincarnated. “

"Master Meng, this is a deal, a deal that you are willing to make. You can think about it for a moment, if you are not interested, the old man will leave. After Tianli Daoist finished speaking, he picked up the wine jug on the side and ignored Meng Chen.

"Seniors, as long as what you say is true, seven hundred years later, the younger generations will live up to their expectations. Meng Chen took the parchment book and storage bag in his hand, looked at the old man with a firm gaze.

It's not that he doesn't have to think about it, but he has no right to think about it, if he refuses to deviate from the Taoist, even if this person doesn't kill him, he will definitely die if he is thrown into this cave.

"What's the matter, didn't my predecessors doubt my credit, and I need to make a statement?" Meng Chen was puzzled when he saw that the people who had left the Tao were just drinking by themselves.

Tianli Daoist sneered: "Do you have credibility at all?"

Meng Chen was speechless, knowing that the old man must have denied his character because of the incident with the boat last night.

Tianli Daoist put down the wine jug, got up and spread out his palm, and in an instant, there was an extra dagger with cold light in his palm. "It's too much trouble, you just need to cut your fingertips, give me a drop of blood, and swear a bloody oath. “

Meng Chen took the dagger, held it in his right hand, and gently swiped it on the index finger of his left hand, and a drop of blood came out of his fingertip.

With a move from the palm of the Heavenly Separation Daoist's hand, the drop of blood on his fingertips flew out of his fingertips and kept spinning in the air.

Immortals.

Meng Chen's pupils contracted, and his cognition of immortals came from the Xianxia novels written by those literati on the stalls in the Tang Dynasty.

"Make an oath to this drop of blood, so that you and I will make a deal, and it will take effect. When the departed Taoist waved his sleeves that day, and when the blood beads flew back in front of Meng Chen, they had already changed from the original red to gold.

Meng Chen grabbed the blood bead in the palm of his hand, stared at it for a moment, raised his head and said, "Dare to ask seniors, what is the purpose of this blood bead?"

"It doesn't matter, if you break your promise after seven hundred years, the old man will bite it to pieces, and you will be destroyed in an instant, but if you keep your promise, the old man will return it to you afterwards. “

No one, uncle.

Meng Chen cursed in his heart, he knew that this old man was as sinister as a dog, but there was no way, who made him have no choice.

"I, Meng Chen, swear by this blood, seven hundred years later, unconditionally for the things that Tianli predecessors have done, if I violate this oath, I will not die well, and I will not be able to live forever. “

Meng Chen threw the blood bead at the Tianli Daoist, only to see the other party nod with satisfaction, and reached out to swallow the blood bead in one gulp. He sighed in his heart, but more helplessly, after all, it was not only his life that was handed over, but also his soul.