Ma Yan was suddenly in a trance, especially when the other party was naked, and the thing was shaking around, making him dizzy.
"What's going on? How did you become so virtuous?"
Ximen Hao walked to Ma Yan and asked.
Ma Yan showed an ugly smile:
"Go back to meet senior, I'm hungry."
"Hungry?"
"Yes...yes, senior has been in retreat for seven days."
Ma Yan said weakly.
"Seven days? Is that long?"
Ximen Hao was a little surprised, because he felt that it was only a few hours.
But looking at the appearance of Ma Yan and the two of them, it didn't look like they were lying.
"Are you really sincere, why can't you find something to eat?"
Ximen Hao said, taking out some food and water from the space ring.
"Eat, I'll ask you something when you're full."
Ma Yan's eyes turned green when he saw the food, and it was still steaming hot. He didn't care whether it was a senior or not, so he started to gobble it up.
Xiao Wu on the ground smelled the aroma of food and slowly opened his eyes.
After seeing the delicious food all over the floor, I grabbed it and stuffed it into my mouth, like a starving ghost.
Ximen Hao was amused, and at the same time he was also impressed by this Ma Yan.
It seems that this kid is not stupid. He knows that he must be powerful, so he wants to try his luck.
Obviously, the other party is very lucky, and he is indeed a powerful person.
After Ma Yan and Xiao Wu devoured their food, they finally leaned against the tree with satisfaction, stroking their bellies and burping.
"You still survived."
Ximen Hao sat cross-legged on the grass, with several plates of fresh side dishes and a jug of wine beside him, drinking happily.
"Um?"
Ma Yan and Xiao Wu were stunned at the same time, and then they looked at each other.
"No! I don't know anything!"
Xiaowu was so frightened that he fell to his knees and kowtowed repeatedly.
"Senior, senior, don't get me wrong, Xiaowu is just an ordinary person. He grew up with me and will not tell anyone."
Ma Yan also quickly begged for mercy.
"That's right! I won't talk nonsense! Senior, please forgive me!"
Xiao Wu kowtowed to Ximen Hao, his body trembling.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
Ximen Hao exaggeratedly sipped his wine glass and turned his eyes towards Xiao Wu.
Suddenly, with a wave of his hand, an invisible stream of air hit the opponent.
"Forehead!"
Xiaowu rolled his eyes and passed out.
"senior……"
Ma Yan's face turned white instantly. This powerful man suddenly took action. Was he trying to kill people and silence them?
"Don't be afraid, he just fainted."
Ximen Hao said lightly.
Ma Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Ximen Hao with a strange expression:
"Senior, do you have no clothes? How about I give you my junior's first?"
Ximen Hao's hand holding the wine glass paused, and when he looked down, he found that he was naked this time and had not had time to put on his clothes.
With a thought in his heart, a pair of white boxer briefs appeared in his hand, and he put them on casually and continued drinking.
Ma Yan wanted to say something else, but he opened his mouth and held back.
Maybe this is this senior's special hobby.
"Your name is Ma Yan?"
Ximen Hao's words made Ma Yan's spirit tremble, and he quickly stood up and saluted:
"Junior Ma Yan lives in the Qingma Castle in Matan City, fifty miles away from here. He is the third son of Qingma Castle."
"Qingma Castle... Third Young Master... who is the strongest in your castle?"
Ximen Hao continued to ask.
"Returning to the seniors, the strongest person in Qingma Castle is my Grandfather Taizu, a strong Mazong person. He is..."
"etc!"
Ximen Hao interrupted Ma Yan and asked:
"What the hell is Mazong?"
"Ah? Senior, you don't know?"
Ma Yan was confused. This senior man is not a cultivator? Impossible! The opponent just knocked Xiao Wu out with a wave of his hand. Is the cliff extremely powerful?
"Don't you know there's a problem? Tell me."
Ximen Hao said confidently.
Ma Yan was stunned for a while before he saluted:
"Returning to my predecessors, cultivators are divided into many levels, namely: nine levels of horse energy. Above the ninth level are horse masters, horse masters, horse kings, horse sects, horse masters, horse saints, and horse emperors! Each level is divided into
There are four phases: lower, middle, upper, and Dzogchen. As for going higher...I heard that going higher can help you overcome tribulations and open up a new world of cultivation..."
After saying that, he looked up at the sky, his bright eyes flashing with brilliance.
Ximen Hao blinked. It seemed that the cultivation system of Ma Qi Continent was the same as that of Tian Qing, but the names below the Tribulation Stage were different.
The ninth level of horse qi = the ninth level of rebirth, the horse person = condensation of qi, the horse master = the forging god...
As Ma Yan said, the other party's Grandfather Taizu was a strong man from the Ma Sect, and according to Tianqing's level, he was in the Guiyi Realm.
The strongest person should be a small family if they return to the same realm.
Unable to help but feel disappointed, Ximen Hao seemed to need to find a strong man above the tribulation stage to find out Ma Xiao's whereabouts.
Ma Yan secretly glanced at Ximen Hao and found that the other person had a disappointed look on his face. He felt a little uneasy. He didn't know where he had offended the other person by saying something wrong.
"I'll ask you again, which sect is the strongest in the Maqi Continent? Countries too!"
"State? Senior, don't you know? Our Maqi Continent abolished the state system thousands of years ago and turned it into a sect and family system."
"Ah? There is such a big..."
When Ximen Hao said this, he realized that he had let something slip, so he quickly closed his mouth and sat up straight.
Then he pretended to be an expert, with a hint of sadness on his face.
"Sigh... I didn't expect that I had been trapped for ten thousand years, and when I woke up, the Maqi Continent became like this... The country is gone, where can I find my relatives..."
Ma Yan suddenly understood why this senior seemed to understand nothing. It turned out that he had been trapped for ten thousand years... ten thousand years?!!!
Damn it! A super old monster! It’s developed! It’s developed!
The more Ma Yan thought about it, the more excited he became, even a little excited. His big opportunity had finally come.
"Senior...senior, what's your name? I wonder if this junior can help you?"
Ximen Hao drank a glass of wine and said leisurely:
"I was trapped for ten thousand years, and I just got out today. As for my name...hehe, ten thousand years ago, people called me: Yao Lao."
Damn it, Ximen Hao, this slut, is completely pissed off. He is trying to live up to the addiction of the grandfather who always carries him around!
"Yao...Yao Lao?"
Ma Yan flipped through all the ancient books he had read in his mind, but he had never heard of the character 'Yao Lao'.
Ximen Hao suppressed his laughter, looked at Ma Yan who looked thoughtful, and suddenly said in a profound voice:
"Little friend Ma Yan, your persistence has impressed me, and I know what you want, so I will give you a great opportunity!"
Ma Yan was stunned for a moment. The change of tone was so fast that he didn't react for a while.
Then he was overjoyed, knelt down on his knees, and bowed deeply:
"Junior Ma Yan, I would like to be your disciple! I also ask Senior Yao to do it!"
“Bang bang bang!”
After saying that, there were three rings.
"Hahaha! Ma Yan, do you want to be my apprentice? However, I never accept apprentices, and I have no time to teach them. How about this, I will let you go home and give you some guidance until I find the person I am looking for.
Then, he left. Don’t worry, if you are so sincere, I will give you a blessing."
Of course Ximen Hao would not find an apprentice for himself, he did not have the time to teach one.
Ma Yan was not disappointed, but overjoyed, and kowtowed again:
"Junior, thank you so much, senior! Thank you so much, senior!"
In fact, he just wants to break the curse on his body, so that those who can break through the horse can continue to practice!
At this moment, the sound of horse hoofbeats sounded, causing the two of them to look at each other...