"Hey, what's your expression like? Why does it look like constipation? Could it be that you have a bad stomach?"
The yellow-haired old man looked at Wu Ming, puzzled. He drank a few more mouthfuls, scratched his scalp and said, "That shouldn't be the case. I asked Shi Dan to give you the Shengyang rice. This rice is like grease, and it goes into your mouth."
change……"
As he spoke, he shook his head, as if an old scholar was boasting.
"You old man!"
The old man in Confucian robes nodded his feather fan, laughing and scolding endlessly.
Wu Ming's eyes almost popped out of his head, it was strange that his face looked so good.
It was clearly Dragon Spirit Flame Liquid, and he would never admit it. It was the treasure obtained from Dragon Flame Island, and even the bottle belonged to him.
Even the most innate cannot withstand this treasure. Even the master must be careful when using it, and not too much, just a few drops each time, and it can even have the effect of cleansing the muscles and cutting the marrow.
But this old age is like drinking boiled water, one sip after another, nothing unnatural at all.
Now, Wu Ming has determined that these are definitely two saints.
Even a semi-sage does not have this kind of magnanimity, just like the Dao Ye and Xuan Sheng he has seen.
Even a semi-saint like Ye Qinglan or Dongfang Yu cannot return to his original nature. This is the gap between a semi-saint and a saint!
The most important thing is that he can take out the dragon's robe, and he can cure this treasure without any temper, and he can even take out the dragon spirit liquid from it. These methods are undoubtedly saints!
It should be noted that Longyi was captured by Su Dingshan and others. So many geniuses used various treasures and cooperated with the city defense formation, but they were just suppressing it by force. In the end, they were not trapped.
The yellow-haired old man was still boasting and boasting, and his words were full of ridicule. Wu Ming's stubborn temper also rose, and he couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Senior, at your age, if you don't ask for it, you are a thief!"
"Gah!"
The smug look on the yellow-haired old man's face suddenly froze, and he almost couldn't hold his breath without being choked. His already dark red face suddenly turned purple, and his wrinkles and folds became a little darker.
But what made Wu Ming's heart bleed was that the yellow-haired old man didn't check for a moment, and he didn't know if he was taking revenge, but he actually crushed the jade bottle with a snap.
The golden red dragon spirit liquid exuding an astonishing aura was like golden light, turning into thousands of dragons and snakes, shooting out in all directions.
"Haha, this is a wonderful statement! Laoshantou, let me see if you dare to claim to be honest in the future!"
The old man in Confucian robes stroked his fan and laughed, blowing a breath casually, and the golden light from the sky fell into a brown rough porcelain tea bowl in front of him.
"You, you...I, I..."
The yellow-haired old man muttered for a long time, unable to hold back a complete sentence. Finally, he glared angrily, with a fierce look in his eyes, and shouted dryly, "You bastard, I saved your life and gave you medicine to heal your injuries."
, it’s not an exaggeration to take something to pay for the consultation fee, right?”
"Well……"
Wu Ming opened his mouth to retort, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them alive and hurriedly bowed and saluted, "The grace of saving my life will never be forgotten. You are so righteous, I will remember it in my heart."
The way he spoke was extremely humble and flattering, but it was impossible to say otherwise, because the threat from the yellow-haired old man was really terrifying!
"You kid, don't be ignorant. If you dare to make me lose face in front of an old scholar, watch your ass!"
The buzzing sound was like thunder, lingering in his ears. Wu Ming subconsciously touched his buttocks with his hands. The first thing that came to his mind was not that the yellow-haired old man was spanking him, but that he had some bad and special hobbies.
I am really poisoned by the filthy information from my past life!
Good man, this is what you fear most!
The old man in Confucian shirt shook his head and smiled bitterly. With his strength, how could he not notice the small movements of the yellow-haired old man?
"Huh huh, today's younger generations of the human race are all eager for quick success, do not know how to respect the old and care for the young, and are not sons of men. The world is in decline!"
The yellow-haired old man hummed with dissatisfaction, grabbed the rough porcelain tea bowl, threw it into the dragon robe without looking at it, and then threw the dragon robe to Wu Ming.
Wu Ming hurriedly took it, scanned it with his mind, and found that all the items were there, and then he put it into his heart with confidence.
"you……"
The smile of the old man in Confucian shirt froze, and he pointed at the yellow-haired old man with his feather fan. Without saying anything, he put away the teapot on the table without leaving a trace, leaving no trace of the chessboard or chess pieces.
"Look at how poor you are!"
The yellow-haired old man said carelessly, showing no sense of generosity to others.
"cough!"
Wu Ming almost didn't choke to death.
He can finally see that the two elders are a pair of living treasures, and they are also old naughty boys!
"I am originally a poor teacher, with nothing to offer and nothing to do..."
The old man in a Confucian shirt was stroking his long beard with his hand, feeling content and talking happily. However, when he realized that Wu Ming was staring directly at him, his calm demeanor suddenly froze, and he almost didn't tear off his beard like the old man with yellow hair.
"Hahaha!"
The yellow-haired old man laughed wildly, and the sound shook the sky. For a moment, the wind and clouds stirred up, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and everything became smaller and lowered.
The power of Qi Tian is beyond words!
Even so, it did not prevent Wu Ming from using his 'eyes to kill'. He just stared at the old man in a scholar's shirt, seemingly unable to see a flower on his face, and he vowed not to give up!
"That's all, the world is getting worse, the world is getting worse!"
The old man in Confucian robes looked a little confused. With a long sigh, he plucked a feather from the feather fan and threw it out.
Before Wu Ming could react, he felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and it went straight into the center of his eyebrows. It felt like a breeze was blowing through his body, and his body was light and indescribably comfortable.
When my mind sank into the sea of consciousness, I saw a piece of feathers that were white on top and black on the bottom, floating next to the demon spirit's holy fetus, fluttering and sparkling, which was very unpleasant.
"Tsk, this thing can at most withstand a blow from a semi-saint."
The yellow-haired old man curled his lips pretending to be disdainful, but his words contained some hints.
"The elders gave it to me, and I dare not refuse it. I am ashamed to receive it. Thank you two seniors for your generous gift!"
There are benefits to be gained, Wu Ming doesn't mind being humble and doing something small to give him some face.
"If you have breasts, you are a mother, hahahaha!"
The yellow-haired old man laughed and cursed.
The old man in Confucian robes frowned slightly, seeming to sigh inaudibly.
The sage is in harmony with heaven, his upper body is heavenly and his heart is peaceful, and his lower body is at peace with all the people.
Wu Ming's little idea couldn't be hidden from the two saints!
"The boy has something important to do. If the two seniors are fine, I will take my leave!"
Wu Ming bowed his hand.
"Let's go, let's go!"
Before the old man in Confucian shirt could say anything, the old man with yellow hair waved his hands like he was shooing away flies and said impatiently.
"Farewell, boy!"
Wu Ming couldn't figure out where the two elders were going, so he bowed deeply again and walked straight to a narrow path not far away. When he reached the intersection, he didn't see the two elders calling him, so he felt relieved.
While taking out the clothes from the dragon robe and putting them on, he wondered about the identities of the two elders and where the mountain giants had gone.
Before he fell into coma, he remembered that the mountain giant spirit was sucked into the space vortex together with him!
roar!
But before he had gone far, a tiger with a white forehead that was several feet tall rushed towards him. He opened his mouth and bit him. The shocking breath and the bloody smell that hit his face made Wu Ming's hair stand on end. This was a big monster.
King level, a demon tiger comparable to a master.
Whoosh!
Without any hesitation, Wu Ming turned around and ran away. But how could he escape such a vicious creature?
After trying his best, Wu Ming ran to the entrance and saw the open space outside the small courtyard. The demon tiger had mysteriously disappeared without knowing when.
"What did you, the second elder, tell me to do?"
Wu Ming dragged his clothes in a cloth bag and was covered in blood, and came to the big tree dejectedly.
He could see that with his level of cultivation, he would definitely be swallowed up to pieces if he left the courtyard.
I didn't suspect that the two elders were causing trouble, but because of the saint's magnanimity, there was no need to use this little trick!
The two elders didn't talk to each other, one scratched his head to catch lice, and the other shook his feather fan.
Wu Ming's pupils shrank, he took a step forward, took a deep breath and said, "If the two seniors give you orders, I will do my best to fulfill them!"
"The boy is teachable!"
The yellow-haired old man seemed to like to imitate the old scholar, shaking his head and nodding with satisfaction.
There is a big difference between the former and the latter. If the two elders answered in the former, they were asking for something from Wu Ming, while in the latter, it was the price Wu Ming voluntarily paid in order to leave.
"Wu Ming, are you willing to go south with me?"
The old man in Confucian robes, with eyes as bright as a sea of stars, asked first.
The yellow-haired old man's face was slightly dark, and there was a vague and dangerous light in his eyes.
Wu Ming broke into cold sweat immediately.
Although he couldn't feel any dangerous aura, his intuition told him that if he answered incorrectly, he might face the danger of earth-shattering!
"Senior, please tell me clearly why you went south this time!"
Wu Ming's heart moved slightly. Although he had some guesses, he still asked.
"With your intelligence, you must have guessed it when I told you to go south!"
The old man in Confucian robes gently shook his feather fan and said.
"What if the junior doesn't want to?"
Wu Ming mustered up great courage and said.
"Here, no one can force my guests to do something they don't want to do!"
The old man with yellow hair has a loud voice like a bell.
"Old Shantou, what you are doing is not authentic!"
The old man in Confucian shirt showed his displeasure for the first time.
"Paying back debts is a matter of course!"
The yellow-haired old man's voice was thunderous, revealing an undeniable confidence.
"What if I pay it back for him?"
The old man in Confucian shirt frowned slightly.
"You can't return the treasure of our clan's canonization!"
The yellow-haired old man said proudly.
"You!"
The old man in Confucian shirt was slightly startled, then smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Wu Ming's mind stirred up a huge storm that could not be calmed down for a long time.
Although the two elders did not speak much, they revealed a lot of information, and they did not hide anything from Wu Ming. With his intelligence, he could already guess a lot.
It goes without saying that the holy treasure is undoubtedly the Five Elements Mountain Crystal, and the identity of the yellow-haired old man must be the mountain giant spirit!
"Boy, you must have guessed a little bit. I won't hide it from you. If you refine my clan's sacred object and take it out by force, you will not die but will be disabled.
Now there are two roads before you. Give up your human identity and the name of giant spirits, and join the giant spirit clan in our mountain range. I will bear all the consequences of the past and karma. The second is that I will take away the Five Elements Mountain Crystal.
You bear the consequences at your own risk!”
Wu Ming fell silent.
I can’t do it without being silent, it’s really too difficult!
The two elders didn't push him, they were still scratching their heads and shaking the fan as before, as if whatever decision Wu Ming made had nothing to do with them.
"I choose the third way!"
After a while, Wu Ming silently raised his head and said in a hoarse voice.
Boom!
Before he finished speaking, thunder suddenly broke out on the ground, winds and clouds surged, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and hundreds of beasts raced and screamed.
When the saint is angry, the color of heaven and earth changes! (To be continued)