"Haha, your trip to Singapore, Malaysia, and Thailand has nothing to do with me. How about this, if you lose, I only want one thing from you?"
Yang Haoran rubbed his hands with a look of disgust on his face.
"What do you want?"
Wu Qiyong became vigilant. He was not afraid of thieves, but was worried that they would miss him. This kid might not be good at Taoism, but judging from his previous skills, he had good Qinggong and had the potential to be a thief!
"Exorcism Order!"
Yang Haoran's eyes became hot, as if he wanted to see through Wu Qiyong, and Wu Qiyong subconsciously made a defensive move.
"No, absolutely not!"
Wu Qiyong's Ghost Exorcism Order is a magic weapon of the Southern Warlocks, also known as the leader's token of the Southern School.
Originally, it was impossible for Wu Qiyong's ability to possess the Ghost Exorcism Order, but Wu Qiyong's master was the Nagato Disciple of the Southern Warlocks, so it was passed down to him.
Although the southern faction of this society has now dispersed and there is no so-called leader, the significance of the ghost exorcism order is of great significance.
Yang Haoran looked disappointed, shook his head and said: "If you don't agree, then go back. Originally, I wanted to use my master's palm sword to bet against you. You are too timid, it is not fun!"
After saying that, Yang Haoran turned around and returned to the main hall, not to play with you anymore.
The emperor was not in a hurry, but the eunuch was. Guo Yonggang said: "What is Master Wu afraid of? It doesn't matter what the bet is, you won't lose anyway, won't it still be ours then?"
Wu Qiyong was convinced, and immediately waved to Yang Haoran and shouted: "Wait a minute, are you really willing to bet with me with your master's palm sword?"
Yang Haoran turned around: "Is that still false? I'm not like the people from your southern sect, who are all cultivating diamonds and have a tough skin. I mean what I say."
Wu Qiyong gritted his teeth and stamped his foot: "Okay, I'll bet with you!" Search for books
The palm sword is a real treasure. Wu Qiyong has never seen it, but he heard it from his master.
The reason why it is called the Palm Sword is because the magic weapon is only the size of an embroidery needle and can be hidden in the palm of your hand when not in use.
When used, it only needs true energy to activate it, and it can turn into a five-foot long sword. It is a pure Yang treasure of Taoism, and its grade is even higher than the Ghost Exorcism Order!
A hint of cunning flashed in the corner of Yang Haoran's eyes: "Happy, I won't bully you, tell me, how to compare, what to compare with? You have the final say!"
Wu Qiyong laughed slyly: "This is what you said, so I won't be polite. Let's compete in Taoism, right in the temple of your little fairy temple!"
For the first time, the temple gate of Xiaoxian Temple was tightly closed. Guo Yonggang originally wanted to follow him in, but was kicked out.
On this point, Yang Haoran and Wu Qiyong have an amazing tacit understanding, and that stuff is simply superfluous.
It was originally a sunny and windy day, but Guo Yonggang heard the faint sound of wind and thunder outside the main hall. The terrifying whistling sound made Guo Yonggang shudder.
Although he wanted to peek through the crack in the door, he was frightened by the aura inside and held back.
An hour and a half later, Wu Qiyong walked out with a pale face, looking like he was lost.
It was originally a brand-new southern warlock robe, but now it has become the beggar's robe, which is very embarrassing.
"Master Wu!"
Guo Yonggang was shocked and shouted, but he watched Wu Qiyong walk out of Xiaoxian Temple, and Guo Yonggang hurriedly chased him out.
Yang Haoran leaned against the door of the temple, already smiling from ear to ear.
"You two come here often. Remember to bring more good things when you come next time. I am poor!"