Not allowing the man to quibble, Calabash Baby stretched out his five fingers and grabbed the silver-blue figure with his big hand!
Um?
Why can't I catch it?
Calabash Baby looked at his fingers with some confusion.
Could it be that he has been refining elixirs all day long and his body is weak?
He did not believe in evil and took action again.
This time he offered the Nine Turns of Heaven and Earth Pot, and the yellow-skinned gourd opened its big mouth and moved toward the man.
However, Calabash Boy tried his best and the Nine Turns of Heaven and Earth Pot shrank several times, but the man remained motionless!
This is a bit scary!
You know, Calabash Boy is already in the Hedao realm. He also took advantage of the opportunity to survive a disaster some time ago, and he is considered a top monk in this realm.
But now, when faced with the kid in front of him, there was nothing he could do against him.
Their movements had already alarmed others.
Yue Chen put Wang Ming down and was about to call Calabash Baby in, when his eyes shrank and he paused at the silver-blue figure.
"Qian Kong, please invite that friend to come in and talk."
"Yes, Master!"
Calabash Wa curled her lips and said reluctantly.
"You come in with me, if you dare to be disrespectful to my master, try it!"
He threatened in a vicious voice.
The man glanced at him with a strange look, and then stepped into the Lingxiao Treasure Ship.
"I am a poor Taoist, I have met my Taoist friend."
Yue Chen made a bow with his hands and said calmly.
The man looked at him and said, "Ling Ce has met Taoist friend."
"Ling Ce? Have you heard this name somewhere?"
Calabash Baby scratched his head and whispered softly.
Although his voice was small, since there were all cultivators present, he could naturally hear it clearly.
Ling Ce's brows raised, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a strange smile.
This man was born with beautiful features and fair face like a good girl. He was dressed in silver-blue clothes, which made him extremely proud and luxurious.
There is a strange quality in him.
Yue Chen has seen this trait in both Niu Kui and Yue Yin.
"Where do fellow Taoists come from?"
Yue Chen asked calmly.
In fact, he was already tense and secretly on guard in case this person suddenly made an attack.
Ling Ce pointed to the top of his head and said with a smile: "Did you see that crack? You guys are making a lot of noise. This world battle space is not enough for you to toss around. It's really powerful."
Yue Chen and others looked in the direction of his finger, and then realized that they were only paying attention to Wang Ming's injury and did not see a huge crack blasted above their head.
Apparently, the man fell through the crack.
"Why are you waiting with me, fellow Taoist?"
Yue Chen was not fooled by his words and went straight to the point.
"Well……"
Ling Ce touched his nose and glanced at Calabash Baby with a strange look on his face.
"You, you always watch what I do?"
Although Calabash Baby was shocked by his origin, she was still furious when she saw him staring at her again and again.
Hearing this, Yue Chen looked at the two of them strangely.
I saw that the gourd baby had grown tall and handsome without even realizing it, with an upright and orderly appearance, and was very heroic.
Looking at Ling Ce's appearance, eh, it couldn't be what he thought?
Perhaps being stimulated by Yue Chen's meaningful eyes, Ling Ce didn't care whether he might be misunderstood as someone who came to collect debts.
He quickly pointed to the Nine-Turn Qiankun Pot on Calabash Wat's waist and said, "I know this thing!"
One stone stirs up a thousand waves!
Yue Chen's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Don't say that others don't know the origin of this gourd. Even he himself has always had some doubts about the origin of the magic weapons, spiritual pills, techniques, etc. in the list of good and evil in the world.
Could it be that the original owner came to visit?
He glanced at Calabash Baby and saw him staring at Ling Ce, looking up, down, left and right carefully.
As if he remembered something, he suddenly realized: "No wonder you look familiar to me. It turns out it's your kid, you've grown so big!"
Ling Ce's fair cheeks suddenly turned red, and he muttered in a low voice: "You are so young, haha, you have always been younger than me!"
He looked at Calabash Baby with some pride, his eyes self-evident.
Yue Chen listened to their conversation with a black streak in his head, and he couldn't bear to look directly at it.
Calabash Baby's eyes were full of nostalgia, and he sighed: "How good is Yuqing, the real immortal?"
"My uncle is now a Daluo Jinxian. He often thinks about the birthday gift he prepared for me, but somehow it disappears."
Ling Ce pointed out something, raised his eyebrows and said: "In those days, the true immortals of Yuheng Immortal Palace often took the blame."
Hearing this, Calabash Boy coughed a few times uncomfortably.
"You can't blame me. I don't even know what happened. As soon as my vision went dark, I arrived at the Middle Thousand World. Fortunately, I met the master later, otherwise I would have been enslaved by others."
He said proudly: "Now that I have escaped from my precious body, this gourd has become my natal magic weapon. You can't take it back!"
As he spoke, he tossed the Nine Turns of Heaven and Earth pot up and down in his hands.
That expression really deserves a beating.
"I still need a magic weapon, can't I use it? You are too underestimated of me!"
Ling Ce rolled his eyes, his beautiful face full of disgust.
This Ling Ce is none other than the person who refined the Nine Turns of the Universe Pot, the nephew of the True Immortal Yuqing, the son of the Fairy Linghua, and the grandson of Taoist Yuheng, the master of the Yuheng Immortal Palace.
Now the serious little prince of Yuheng Immortal Palace.
This Yuheng Immortal Palace is the top Taoist palace in the Weilan world.
There are as many true immortals as dogs in it, and golden immortals are everywhere. Even Tao Lords, there are quite a few.
These words may have taken a long time to say, but in fact, not that long has passed.
The anxiety and resentment in Yue Chen's heart was also much lessened.
When he looked at Ling Ce, his heart moved, and he solemnly said: "Fellow Taoist Ling Ce is polite. I dare to ask my friend, do you know whether my junior brother's injury can be saved? I would be very grateful."