"Ninth Elder, these flies are very annoying!" Wan Xue Wuyun frowned, with a look of displeasure on his face: "They are disturbing Brother Changkong and I from drinking tea!"
This sentence undoubtedly sentenced the old bustard to death. Sure enough, in the next second, the old bustard also turned into a pool of blood!
"Ah..." The leader around him suddenly became like this, and the maids were so frightened that they screamed again and again, and then ran towards the back with fear. It didn't last long, and the only thing left here was to pay the "entrance fee"
"The monk!"
"Who are they, after knowing that this is the territory of the Alliance of Beasts, they actually dare to kill like this?"
"Fellow Taoist, Pindao has just calculated. A conflict is about to break out here. I wonder if fellow Taoist is willing to return to the village with Pindao?"
"After killing six people in a row, I am afraid that the monks from the Ten Thousand Beasts Alliance will appear soon. It is incredible that these three people did not run for their lives. Don't you know how ferocious the Ten Thousand Beasts Alliance is?"
When Qin Lang drank all the tea in the cup and looked at the ground again, he found that the six pools of blood had disappeared, as if they had never appeared. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Qin Lang was actually in the air.
I smelled a hint of strange fragrance.
"Hmm..." Wan Xue Wuyun closed his eyes and enjoyed the fragrance in the air: "This is the smell of hemolytic powder. I haven't smelled it for three days, right? It's really nostalgic!"
Smelling the strange fragrance, Wanxue Wuyun's face showed an unhealthy morbidity, and he looked as if he had taken drugs.
"Brother Changkong, have you smelled it? This is my unique formula. It is unstoppable below the distraction stage!" Wanxue Wuyun looked at Qin Lang with a strange look in his eyes. Obviously, Wanxue Wuyun looked at Qin Lang with a strange look. It was obvious that Wanxue Wuyun
Wuyun didn't know what method he used to know that Qin Lang was at the peak of his out-of-body cultivation.
"The smell is very charming, but it will be harmful to your body!" Qin Lang nodded. This kind of smell was very greasy to Qin Lang, just like full of oil stains. After thinking about it, he took it out of the storage bag
Snowflake. Bravely travel to the end of the world.
Sure enough, after the smell of beer blended with this strange aroma, the smell became much lighter, but Qin Lang's move also successfully attracted everyone.
You know, even "Uncle Wang", the combined golden immortal of the Southern Dynasty, was defeated by the wine produced by China, let alone these people.
"Brother...Brother, what is this?" Wan Xue Wuyun's eyes were straightened. Since he could not practice, he naturally put his daily life above eating, drinking and having fun. He thought that everything in the Northern Territory was
He has tasted interesting food and wine, but he has never been exposed to this kind of taste: "Can I have a taste of it?"
"Huh?" Qin Lang looked at Wan Xue Wuyun calmly and said nothing.
"As long as my brother allows me to taste it, how about I give you this magic weapon in my hand?" Wan Xue Wuyun was a little anxious, but the one who was more anxious than him was the Ninth Elder.
The magic weapon fan in Wanxue Wuyun's hand was personally named by the owner of the village, and even for the raw materials, Wanxie Villa also paid the price of two Venerable Fanshen: "Young Master, you must not do this!"
As he spoke, Qin Lang's pressure, which belonged to the peak of distraction, enveloped him, but the latter had no reaction other than a twitching of his brows.
Wan Xue Wuyun ignored the words of the Ninth Elder. He was like a salesman: "Brother, let me tell you, this fan is called the Wind and Thunder Fan. The positive fan is wind and the reverse fan is thunder. It is a rare thing.
It’s a magic weapon, and as long as my brother warms up for a few decades, it will transform into a holy weapon!"
"What?"
Everyone present was shocked. The value of a magic weapon that could become a holy weapon cannot be measured by material things. You must know that even the weapon of the Ninth Elder is only a magic weapon.
"This...what exactly is in that bottle? Its value is comparable to that of a sacred vessel!"
"The liquid in that bottle has no spiritual energy fluctuations at all~"
"What is the identity of this mortal? Even if he has the highly cultivated Venerable Fenshen as his bodyguard, I didn't expect that the naughty fan in his hand is actually a sacred weapon!"
"As expected, he is indeed the young master of Wanxie Villa. Even if he is a useless person, his whole body is full of treasures!"
Looking at the wind and thunder fan in Wan Xue Wuyun's hand, Qin Lang raised his eyebrows. He did not expect that this was a treasure with growth potential, but Snow Flower.
"Sorry, even I don't have much left of this beer, so I won't exchange it!"
"Oh my god, why is he, he, he, he, so good? That's a sacred weapon. That's an extremely powerful sacred weapon..."
"In my thousands of years of wandering, I have never seen a magic weapon that no one wants, but today I have seen it..."
"Wait a minute, did you hear what he said just now? There's not much left, so there's not much left. Does that mean he still has this kind of liquid that's comparable to a holy vessel?"
All the monks had expressions of envy, jealousy and hatred on their faces.
Those distracted venerables looked at me and I looked at you, it was clear that they had the idea of killing people and stealing goods.
"No, you have to promise me. I'm just a mortal, and my life span is very short. I can't die with regrets!" Wan Xue Wuyun's face was full of no: "Although the appearance of the chair I'm sitting on is...
Jade, but inside it is a spiritual stone, and my father also blessed the spirit gathering circle inside. As long as I own it, brother, I don’t have to worry about the consumption of spiritual stones, at least for thousands of years!”
Lingshi? Is Qin Lang the one who lacks Lingshi?
You have to know that all the super sects with hundreds of thousands of years of history have been looted by Qin Lang, would Qin Lang still care about this kind of thing?
Of course, after reaching the integration stage, the same items made by Qin Lang will be several times more effective!
"Sorry, I refuse!" Qin Lang took out the cup and poured a glass of beer. He looked at the foam in the cup and said.
"I still have the token of the guest elder of my Wanxie Villa here. As long as your brother gives me this drink, all these things will be yours!"
"What? The guest elder's order from Wanxie Villa?" Even those distracted venerables couldn't help it now.
What kind of power is Wanxie Villa? It is one of the ten major sects on Beiming Star. Is this Elder Keqing's order useless?
"Wanxie Villa? I know that mortal is Wanxue Wuyun, the young master of Wanxie Villa!"
"Young Master, you must not do this..." The Ninth Elder was almost frightened out of his wits and hurriedly said to dissuade him.
And there was a strong threat in his eyes when he looked at Qin Lang.
"Ninth Elder, you were also present when my father handed these things over to me. You know what my father said, so please don't interfere in this matter!" Wan Xue Wuyun looked at the Ninth Elder with an unkind expression.
"This...sigh~" Elder Ninth finally sighed, then stood behind Wan Xue Wuyun and stopped talking.
"But..." Qin Lang suddenly spoke at this time: "I still have a lot of beer. If you don't mind, I can give you a bottle as a gift!"
"What? Is this monk a fool? He doesn't want so many peerless treasures, but he actually gives them away for free!"
"Oh my god, let me buy a piece of tofu and kill him!"
"This... the outside world is really terrible. Fellow Taoist, do you want to follow Pindao back to the village? That is our permanent home!"
"Brother, what do you mean?" Wan Xue Wuyun looked stunned. Even he didn't know what kind of medicine Qin Lang was selling in this gourd!
"Those things of yours are not of great use to me, but I know that these things have many uses for you, so a gentleman will not take away people's love. This beer is not considered precious, but it is only rare in quantity!"
"Uh..." Wanxue Wuyun heard Qin Lang's words, and he suddenly laughed out loud: "Okay, Brother Changkong, I dare not say anything else. As long as I, Wanxue Wuyun, don't die, you will be my Wanxie Villa."
friends!"
The conversation between the two of them shocked everyone present. They did not expect that the ending they longed for would be like this!
The Ninth Elder behind him breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Qin Lang with goodwill in his eyes!
While the two were drinking happily, there was a loud noise outside the door. After three breaths of time, a group of monks with evil spirits appeared in front of everyone. The hands of these monks were wrapped with three to five evil things.
Waiting for the venomous snake, you can see from the venomous snake spitting out its core. This is a highly poisonous thing that even a monk cannot bear. (To be continued)