Chapter 1996: Ming Wu

Qingyunmen, in the Qingyun Mountain Range, an old man who looks about sixty years old in a gray robe is walking in the Qingyun Mountain Range at this time.
The old man looked very approachable, his face seemed to be covered with kindness.
The old man walked among the mountains, his gaze glanced at the Qingyun Gate, and at that moment it seemed that the entire Qingyun Gate was captured by him.
But soon his gaze withdrew from Qingyun Gate, and finally he shook his head.
At this moment, if there is a strong person at the level of the reincarnation of life and death, it will definitely be stunned by the sudden burst of divine thought in the eyes of the old man.
Because in that second, the old man's divine thoughts enveloped the entire Qingyun gate, and the grass and trees on the Qingyun gate and even a dust of dust were in his grasp.
The old man obviously did not find what he was satisfied with in the Azure Cloud Gate, and finally he shook his head and began to look around.
The vegetation in the Qingyun Mountains is very dense, but the old man found a rag strip in the middle of the dense vegetation that looked extremely broken.
The old man placed the rag next to his nose and sniffed lightly, a slight smile appeared on his face.
He looked forward, and if Bai Li was here at this time, he would definitely find that the direction the elder was looking at was the direction he had taken before leaving Qingyunmen.
"Arrow demon who has lost spiritual power? Haha! Interesting!" The old man smiled, but if Baili heard his words, he would be extremely surprised.
Just by relying on a piece of cloth that fell from his body, the old man can know that he has lost his spiritual power. What is this ability?
The old man glanced at the direction that Baili had walked before, and then his whole body had turned into a stream of light and disappeared in a flash!
In Qingtian City, Baili would sit under the willow tree and pinch his eight-armed demon every day, in addition to daily walks and the like.
Zhao Youtian no longer needs to draw a bow every day, because he already has a sense of qi and can start to cultivate himself by practicing qi, but according to his progress, Bai Li estimates that he will never see him become a strong one in his lifetime. Up.
Lao Liu is still drunk every day, but sometimes Lao Liu will come to give pointers to Bai Li, but the instructions in his mouth are not about pottery, but something that Bai Li does not understand. .
Today, Baili was holding the eight-armed Demon God, Lao Liu came again, sitting on the edge of Baili, Lao Liu pointed to the eight-armed Demon God in Baili's hand and said, "Do you think he is powerful?"
"What?" Bai Li looked dumbfounded, what the is this? Is it awesome? What does it mean? Does it mean that the Eight-armed Demon God is powerful or does his pottery work?
"Do you think my toothless tiger is great, or he is great?"
"What's the difference between this and farting, of course my eight-armed demon is powerful!" Bai Libai glanced at Lao Liu. How does Nima, a tiger with beautiful teeth compare with Lao Tzu's eight-armed demon? This is simply insulting yourself.
"Well, let's Bibi!" Lao Liu rushed to the front store excitedly!
"Huh?" Bai Li was stunned again, Bibi? Think of this as a fighting cricket! Still bibi? How to compare? Put the eight-armed devil and the toothless tiger in a cage, and then let them all come to fight?
But just when Bai Li was stunned, Lao Liu ran over. He was holding his toothless tiger in his hand. After sitting down again, Lao Liu placed the toothless tiger in eight. Next to Arm Demon God.
Then Lao Liu looked at the Eight-Armed Demon God and the toothless tiger and gestured towards Baili. Finally, he shook his head and said, "My toothless tiger is still great."
Lao Liu's words made Bai Li look like he wanted to vomit blood. Where did Nima see this?
But Lao Liu didn't take care of Baili, but just got up and left, as if playing with Baili!
He gave Lao Liu a fierce glance, and Bai Li refocused his gaze on the sculpture. The toothless tiger, which Bai Li hadn’t paid attention to, was placed next to the Eight-Armed Demon God at this time, but he didn’t know why. Shi unexpectedly had an illusion that if this tiger survived, perhaps an eight-armed demon who culled himself could fall apart!
A cold sweat suddenly appeared on Bai Li's back after seeing this scene!
At this moment, Bai Li understood that what Lao Liu said was powerful. Although the eight-armed Demon God looked mighty, but to be honest, it was just a pile of mud.
But although the old toothless tiger doesn't look mighty at all, the tiger is lifelike, as if it might come alive at any time to kill the enemy in front of him.
This is how powerful it is in the old stream.
For a long time, Bai Li felt that he might be about to get a complete eight-armed demon god, but now it seems that even if he can get the head of the eight-armed demon god, it is just a pile of mud.
The eight-armed Demon God who dignified its feet on the world, the Demon God who can kill even the gods, has no way to compare with a tiger without teeth. Such a gap makes Bai Li somewhat unacceptable.
But whether you accept it or not, the facts are there!
"Where did it go wrong?" Bai Li didn't know where he went wrong. Isn't the clay sculpture of the eight-armed demon himself now? It's like myself, I can't find my problem, so I'm always trapped here!
Close my eyes~EbookFREE.me~ Baili began to think about the Eight-armed Demon God. The Eight-armed Demon God in his own impression is stepping on the heavens and the earth, and even the Heavenly God can be killed at will, as if there is nothing in this world that can stop him.
But now, the eight-armed Demon God cannot defeat even a toothless tiger. Is such a Demon God really worthy of being called a Demon God?
"Murderish? Is it murderous?" Bai Li was thinking at this time, could it be because of murderousness? But if it was because of murderous aura, he wouldn't be what he is today.
Why did the arrow demon ring close? It's because the killing intent in his body is out of control! So too much murderous aura can only make oneself collapse rather than become stronger!
What the is it?
Bai Li has a headache again!
"Arita! Come here!" Bai Li beckoned to Zhao Youtian who was still training over there, and then Zhao Youtian walked up with a puzzled expression.
"What's the matter, Uncle Bai...Don't you let me disturb you?" Zhao Youtian looked puzzled.
"What do you think of my eight-armed demon?" Bai Li asked Zhao Youtian, pointing to his eight-armed demon.
"Very...Very good..." Zhao Youtian is obviously not a person who can lie. It seems that Bai Li's mouth is very good and it is no different from directly insulting himself!
"Then how do you think this eight-armed Demon God is perfect?" Bai Li said.
"Uncle Bai...Is there any perfection in this world... When I first learned pottery from Master, Master told me that there has never been a perfect pottery in this world. The so-called perfection is nothing but self-deception. You want me to say The problem with this eight-armed Demon God is that he is not terrible at all. Since the Demon God and Demon God are all called Demon Gods! Then he should have the evil spirit of the Demon and the mercy of God!"
Zhao Youtian said casually, but his casual sentence suddenly made Bai Li a kind of understanding...