Chapter 77: Overcoming the Heavenly Tribulation of Xiantai
"This is..."
Seeing the elixir fruit in the young man's hand, the old man was obviously startled. He never thought that I, Ma Huateng, could see the elixir in this life!
"That's right, it's what you think in your heart." Zhao Wuji looked at the old man's eyes and said with a very satisfied smile: "This should be able to prolong your life, right?"
"Hmph." The old man pretended to be calm, but what he said at this moment was also the truth: "Even with the elixir, this red-haired curse cannot be completely eliminated."
"I just said to renew my life, but I didn't say to help you undo the curse. But in the future, I may be able to undo it." Zhao Wuji said, and then he wanted to put the immortality fruit in his bag: "Looking at that person's appearance, it seems that he is interested in the immortality.
If you’re not very interested, then I won’t bother you.”
"Wait a minute!" the old man shouted immediately, his eyes narrowed slightly: "What a little kid, it's a bit interesting, and he still indulges in lust, hahaha, he has the same style as I did back then."
"Then...do you want it or not?" Zhao Wuji showed a pleasant smile.
"Something is better than nothing." The old man said: "My life is about to end. With this fruit, I may be able to live for hundreds of years. Of course I want it."
"Then please ask me, senior, to teach me the origin technique." Zhao Wuji cupped his hands, and the corners of his mouth raised in a sly tone: "One code is the same, and I won't become a disciple. Isn't it too much to exchange the immortality fruit for your old origin technique?" p>
"You actually negotiate terms with me?" The old man was immediately angry: "This thing is in your hands. You should understand that a man is not guilty and carries the treasure with him. I am doing this for you."
OK!"
"Gan..." Zhao Wuji whispered the essence of Chinese culture, and the corners of his mouth twitched, thinking that this old boy was even better at deceiving him than he was: "Ahem, senior, it's not good to be so smooth. I believe senior is a good person.
You shouldn’t want to kill people, loot goods, or kill donkeys, right?"
"Hahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed when he heard this.
Seeing him laughing, Zhao Wuji did not say anything. He had already prepared for the worst. Once he took action, he was ready to start a secret escape. Although he might not be able to escape from the nose of the great sage, he could only
Give it a try.
"You are my unworthy friend. How can I be unkind to you? Just make a deal. You give me the fruit of immortality and I will teach you the original technique." The old man said.
In fact, Ma Huateng also admired the young man in front of him. He was calm in dealing with things, calm in the face of danger, and his temperament was dozens of times better than that of his grandson. This man is a gem! If you think about it, his future achievements will definitely not be low.
To myself!
"Thank you, senior." Zhao Wuji stopped talking nonsense and used his imperial skills to send the immortal fruit in.
"Wait outside, I will absorb the fruit and I will teach you the original technique." Ma Huateng's deep voice sounded, and then the door of the ancient building was sealed.
Zhao Wuji was not idle either. He began to meditate in the open space in front of the ancient building, with piles of pure sources placed next to him.
"It's time to attack Sendai."
Whoa!
After muttering, Zhao Wuji quickly activated the Immortal Heavenly Art, and soon entered the state. The essence of the Origin Stone next to him was rushing into his body like the waves of the river...
The surrounding sky also became a little restless as time passed.
"What's going on over there?"
"There seems to be some movement over there, ancestors."
"You're not angry, are you?"
Everyone in the Ma family looked towards the sky one after another, with shock on their faces, and it was even a little scary to feel the pressure.
"It's not Brother Zhao who's fighting with your grandfather, right?"
In a certain pavilion, several young people also noticed the movement in the sky. They stood up and went out to look at each other, each frowning.
"How is that possible?" Toilet Seat said, "My grandfather is a great sage. No matter how powerful Brother Zhao is, he can't be so perverted, can he? Transform into a dragon to defeat the great sage?"
"That's true, the difference in strength is too huge." Wang Fugui, who had just spoken, suddenly realized.
"Someone is about to escape the tribulation." Cheng Xi, who was in the realm of a saint, saw the clues at a glance and said to everyone.
"Damn, when I crossed the Tribulation Immortal Platform, there was no such terrifying pressure. Even before the thunder came, it was already making people tremble." The toilet seat said in surprise: "Brother Zhao is so gifted!"
"It goes without saying that when I first saw Brother Zhao, I felt that he was no ordinary person." Jimo Feixue said proudly.
"I remember we thought he was a scumbag at first glance..." Ouyang Keshen assisted.
"Don't talk." Jimo Feixue.
"..." Ouyang Ke.
"Let's go over and take a look." The toilet seat opened: "I saw my father and some elders passing by."
Swish, swish, swish!
Several people nodded and quickly flew towards the ancient building.
The ancient building is not far away.
"Why are you guys here?" Ma Buqian looked at his silly son and other friends, and was startled and said: "It's very dangerous here, go back quickly."
"What's going on? Dad." The toilet seat didn't leave but asked instead.
"Zhao Wuji is overcoming the tribulation and is about to enter the Immortal Platform." Ma Buqian replied, and then he realized: "Are you smart? Go back quickly!"
"What's the matter with being so far away? Dad, don't worry. My brothers also want to join in the fun. I promise you that we will get out of the house as soon as we encounter danger, hehe." The toilet seat said with a smile.
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Hearing this, Ma stood helpless and said nothing more. At this time, he continued to stare at Zhao Wuji's every move, then looked at the sources, and said with emotion: "Why does this kid have so many sources? This pile is at least good.
Millions of kilograms! Together they can form a mountain!"
"These millions of kilograms are nothing, he has 100 million..." the toilet lid said.
What?!
Hearing this, not only Ma Buqian was shocked, but also several elders next to him were also shocked, because including the source line, the entire Ma family's total net worth was only close to 100 million!
"Damn it, this kid always carries the heritage of a noble family with him!" Ma Buqian raised his eyebrows.
"I won them all at the Jiuxiao Stone Gambling Center. I was so happy when I saw them." The toilet seat said hehey.
"No wonder you and Jiuxiao Holy Land are at odds with each other." Ma stopped and was speechless.
Boom!
At this time, thunderclouds were rolling in the sky, and lightning began to appear.
"Heavenly calamity is coming." An elder said: "Transforming into a dragon and entering the immortal platform, this is the first time I have encountered the power of God that makes me and others jealous."
"I don't know what kind of physique this kid has." An elder said, "I checked, but was blocked by mysterious power and couldn't see the color of his sea of suffering."
"I've seen his, and it's silver. Brother Zhao probably hid it for unnecessary trouble when he went to the Stone Gambling Conference later." Lan Ling said without salivation.
"Silver? What a weird color." Ma Buqian looked surprised.
Even Fatty didn't know about this ancient physique at first. He only found out after a trip to the Taichu Ancient Mine. It's normal for them not to know.