The magical power is very powerful.

Lu Gan glanced a few times, turned his eyes and looked at the face of the old man Ba ​​Jin.

The expression on his face was like a drowning man, who saw a life-saving straw, his eyes were full of hope, nervousness, and uneasiness.

At this time, a yellow exclamation mark appeared among the world's knowledge.

The one who opens the body is the outline of the eight evil spirits. The words next to him are: "Divine Power! Divine Power! As long as this Lu Gan breaks the name of the magical power, the magical power will appear! I can learn this magical power, be promoted to a human immortal, and avenge the revenge of being trapped for five hundred years! Roo roo roo roo!"

Oh, so that's it.

Lu Gan raised his eyebrows and secretly opened the treasure to scan it.

"Ding, you discovered the divine book of transmission of power."

The magic book of the magic book of the inherited martial arts is recorded on it and will not be destroyed for billions of years. Only those who meet the qualifications can get the magical skills in the magic book.

Recycling rewards 3,000 chivalrous points.

Is there such a thing?

Lu Gan was secretly surprised and tapped the white jade handrail.

"How is it? Your Majesty sees the name of this magical skill?" The old man Eight Evil asked nervously.

"I saw it."

Lu Gan looked up and glanced at the magic book of transmission in his hand, and nodded.

"What's the name?"

When the Eight Evil Old Man heard this, his eyes flashed and he immediately asked ecstatically.

Lu Gan's mouth curled a friendly and kind smile and said:

"The name of this magical skill is...you need to add more money."

"Do you have to... have to add more money?"

The eight evil spirits were stunned.

Then, he quickly turned on the yellow and moldy secret book in his hand, but it was still blank, without a word and stroke. He immediately said incredible: "Impossible! Impossible! How could there be no?"

Did this old man believe it?

Lu Gan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and reminded: "Senior, you have to add money to it, it's not the name of this magical skill. I haven't said the name of this magical skill yet."

"ah?"

The Eight Evil Old Man raised his head suddenly, breathed a sigh of relief, and frowned again, "Why is Your Majesty playing with me?"

"Senior, why did you say this? It's obviously the senior who is playing with me."

Lu Gan slowly drank fragrant tea.

This sentence made the eight evil old man look calm, and he faintly felt something was wrong. He put away the magic booklet on the table and bowed solemnly: "I have no intention of playing with Your Majesty!"

"Isn't it?"

Lu Gan put down the teacup in his hand and ordered calmly: "Come on, come and take my calculations. I will make a good calculation for this senior Eight Eight Evils."

boom.

As soon as he finished speaking, a low thunder sounded, a black electric arc appeared, Yunluo shot up wildly with a gust of wind, handing the golden abacus in his hand to Lu Gan.

Crack.

Lu Gan shook his abacus and said while talking: "First of all, I put down the important matters in the court and accompany my seniors, and wasted a cup of tea. In other words, I delayed the time for working 100 billion people a cup of tea. I will discount 1,000 stones. Also, the senior asked me to help identify the secrets of magical skills. As the 95th Lord, a senior brother in the Holy Land of Daluo, the appearance fee will be 100 stones."

“…”

The Eight Evil Old Man stared wide and looked like a ghost, and was completely shocked on the spot.

Why is this big-killing emperor so greedy for money?

What other bullshit appearance fee is one thousand yuan stone, and you think you are the Six-Dao Demon Emperor of the Supreme Demon Sect?

However, Lu Gan was still making plans and continued, "Also, senior, you will be exempted from the emperor's list, and I will forgive you for your sins. But the money for atonement cannot be reduced. A 20% off, nine hundred yuan stones, which will add up to two thousand yuan stones. Should you choose to settle the bill immediately or installment?"

This guy is so shameless!

The Eight Evil Old Man's eyes were round and his pupils were trembling violently, which was a complete eye-opener.

There are such shameless people in this world?

"Senior, two thousand yuan stones, please pay the money."

Lu Gan said with a smile.

"Ahem... I don't have money."

The eight evil old man came to his senses, his old face turned red, and he said something.

"Senior has no money, isn't that just playing tricks on me?" Lu Gan leaned back, picked up the tea and took a sip, and said calmly: "Senior is unwilling to give money, nor is he willing to treat me as a big sacrifice. He also wants me to help you identify the secrets of magical skills. This makes me very difficult to deal with!"

Yunluo next to him nodded, and the husband and wife said, "It's hard to deal with o(>_

"this……"

The Eight Evil Old Man understood what Lu Gan meant.

Either give money or work hard or help the mainland. There is no third way to go.

"Ahem, Your Majesty, I'll tell the truth. These magical skills were dug out from an ancient tomb of an immortal. Several books have been found and passed on by someone with a destiny. There is still the last one left, and I can't see through it. This should be a magical skill that surpasses the heavenly level!"

The eight evil old man's eyes were revealed and his eyes were slim.

However, Lu Gan was in a lack of interest and just replied with one word: "Oh."

"Don't Your Majesty want the magical power that surpasses the heavenly level?" The Eight Evil Old Man asked in surprise when he saw Lu Gan's face was boring.

"Although the magical skills that surpass the heavenly level are good, they are very picky and are not suitable for magical skills. They cannot be practiced well no matter how hard they are. I won't join in the fun. Besides, your magical skills look very powerful, but they are not very suitable for me to practice."

Lu Gan waved his hand slightly to indicate that he was not interested.

This sentence was like millions of ants crawling over the hearts of the Eight Evil Old Man, making him itchy and extremely curious.

What kind of magical power is this?

Is it worth losing the body of freedom for this look?

Thinking of this, the old man Eight Evil looked at the secret book in his hand and a look of confusion and embarrassment appeared on his face.

At this time, Lu Gan struck while the iron was hot, and asked with some advice: "I heard that my senior has been locked up for five hundred years and has only been released recently?"

Um?

When the Eight Evil Old Man heard this, his eyes immediately became sharp, and his whole body exuded a trace of intimidating power, like the stars of billions and the infinite sea, suppressing people's souls.

This is his painful foot, a scandal, and even more a knot in his heart!

Lu Gan smiled: "I also have a friend, and he was also pressed down by someone at a mountain, and he has been suppressed for a full five hundred years."

You're just twenty years old!

The Eight Evil Old Man didn't believe Lu Gan's nonsense from the bottom of his heart.

Lu Gan continued to shake his head and sighed, "My friend has lived a miserable life for the past five hundred years. He was hungry and even ate the iron balls fed by others. He was thirsty and could only drink the melted copper juice. He was ridiculed, insulted and punished by the guards day and night. Life was so miserable!"

Every word of this sentence touched the heart, making the eight evil old man's eyes red and spewed out a hint of anger.

At this moment, he seemed to recall the days he was imprisoned.

The heat is not enough!

Lu Gan's eyes flashed and he sighed, "For those five hundred years, my friend could only watch the enemy stand tall and happy, it was really helpless and angry! Senior, guess what happened to my friend in the end?"

"What's wrong?"

The Eight Evil Old Man asked in a deep voice with red eyes.

Lu Gan sneered: "My friend ended up running to his big enemy, becoming a subordinate of him, and working hard for the big enemy to work. Why do you think this is? Isn't it because he can't beat that big enemy?"

As soon as this said, it hit the bull's-eye!

The Eight Evil Old Man was shocked, and his body was filled with blood. He gritted his teeth and stood up and bowed: "Okay! From today on, I will be a guest minister who will be a great man, and I will guard the great man for Your Majesty! Please tell me the name of this magical skill!"

"Hahahaha, Senior Eight Eight Evils are polite. You will be my friend in the future, so you don't have to be so polite and polite. As for the name of this magical skill, it is called "The Sutra of Immortality."

Lu Ganqing laughed, without hiding it, and directly revealed the name of the secret book of magic.

"Thank you, Your Majesty! The Immortal Sutra, the Immortal Sutra, the Immortal Sutra... Hahaha, the Immortal Sutra!"

The eight evil old man bowed and bowed again, got up and took out the secret book, and started to look it straight away. Looking at the mysterious ancient seal characters gradually emerging on the secret book, he couldn't help but laugh ecstatically.

"Congratulations."

Lu Gan congratulated him casually.

The purpose has been achieved. Let’s talk about the others in the future. Now there is one more Martial Saint who has been promoted to the dynasty. Including, there are already five of Yunluo, Xuannv, Su Su, the Eight Eight Evil Old Man, and Zhao Xuanji.

In addition, there were eight evil old men in charge and patrolling everywhere, and the stability of Yujing increased by at least 30%.

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty! I will do my best!"
To be continued...