Chapter 3095: Antique

The disciples of the Ancient Artifacts were standing on the spot, and Ning Xiaoyao was also stunned.
Lu Peng's face was black like the bottom of a pot. How could Shen Lang, a balago, get involved with the head of a lunatic?
This situation is unpredictable.
The crazy old man suddenly became a little anxious, scratching his head and said: "Don't call anymore, the old man will knock you all to death with a stick! Call me!"
"New... New boss is good!"
The disciples of the Ancient Artifact Sect were shocked and could only do so, and Ning Rufeng asked them not to fail.
The elders of Guqimen even dare not put a fart, because they know that the head is gentle and sometimes furious. If you dare to disobey the head, there is absolutely no good fruit to eat.
"what?"
Shen Lang was completely stunned, and for a moment he wondered if there was a problem with his ears.
These ancient cultivators actually call themselves the new masters?
The monks in the audience were also stunned, stiffened in place like a sculpture, shocked beyond recognition.
This is such a big joke!
Just now Guqimen regarded Shen Lang as a major threat to the sect, and now he called others the new head of the school in a blink of an eye. This style of painting has changed so quickly that it is almost unexpected.
The crazy head of the ancient artifacts is very interesting, and all the monks are waiting for the show.
Nangongmo's face was blue, his old face couldn't be stretched anymore, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, calm down and stop messing around."
"Naughty? You kind of say it again?"
The crazy old man's mood changed drastically. He looked at Nangong Mo with an unhappy face, and strode forward. A hint of violence suddenly flashed across the expression of the hippie smiling face.
Nangong Mo was a little frightened, and said in a low voice, "Brother, I..."
"Okay, you don't have to say any more!"
The crazy old man shrugged, slapped towards Nangong Mo.
"Snapped!"
This slap was almost like a teleportation. Before Nangong Mo could react, his face was severely injured. The whole person flew out at an angle, his face was beaten and his mouth was full of blood.
The hearts of the cultivators trembled, and the strength of Ning Rufeng in front of them was truly unfathomable. Even the Sect Master, who was as strong as Zhaoyang Sect, could not see how the crazy old man made the move.
But the mad old man's temperament was elusive. He fought Nangong Mo with only a word, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Nangong Mo fell to the ground. Although he was not injured, he looked extremely embarrassed.
Xia Shan'er hurriedly helped Nangong Mo. No matter what Nangong Mo did wrong, she was still her master after all, and Xia Shan'er stepped forward to help him immediately.
"Master, are you okay?"
Lu Peng also stepped forward to support Nangong Mo.
Unexpectedly, Nangong Mo pushed it away with a palm, and shouted angrily: "Asshole things, how far and far away!"
In the words, he signaled Lu Peng to leave this place quickly. Lu Peng didn't know, so he had to step aside in disgrace.
The crazy old man said in a weird manner: "Nangong Mo, Nangong Mo, the old man left you alive, but you didn't make you antagonize me. If you dare to disobey the old man, the old man will kill you!"
"Master... Senior Brother, calm down."
Old Nangong Mo showed horror on his face and said these four words in a low voice.
The monks in the audience couldn't help but stunned their tongues secretly, knowing that Nangong Mo is a master of the late stage of the human immortal, he was willing to endure such humiliation?
As long as any cultivator with a not weak cultivation base can guess more or less, this rather windy cultivation base may have reached an unimaginable state, otherwise Nangong Mo would not assume such a posture.
Each of the disciples of the ancient wares showed their expressions of horror, and the great elders who had always been aloof would behave so humbly. The head is worthy of being the head, even if he has become crazy, it is not easy to maintain such a high prestige.
The crazy old man patted Shen Lang on the shoulder and smiled triumphantly: "Brother, you see, no one will oppose you to become the master of ancient artifacts anymore."
Shen Lang couldn't understand the development of the matter at all, and only felt weird. Nangong Mo, an old treacherous and cunning guy, would actually fear the crazy old man so much?
"No, the junior is not interested in the position of the head. I will never be the head of this ancient artifact, and I don't have this ability. Please take back and die!"
Shen Lang worried that he would be appointed as the new head by mistake, so he refused in advance.
The crazy old man saw that Shen Lang was completely uninterested in being the head of himself, and he was very resistant. He scratched his head and said, "It's nothing, it seems that the old man is troubled by the strong man. The little brother doesn't have to leave the ancient artifact door, there is an old man cover. No one will dare to oppose you in the future."
"This……"
Shen Lang was hesitant. Although the crazy old man seemed to be very prestigious, who knew if Nangong Mo would retaliate after he left?
On the contrary, this incident caused by the crazy old man will put himself in danger.
Shen Lang didn't hide and tuck him, expressing his concerns.
The crazy old man glanced at Nangong Mo, disdainfully said: "You can rest assured, little brother, if Nangong Mo dares to move you, the old man will abolish his son!"
"The bastard? What kind of bastard?" Shen Lang asked curiously.
The disciples of Guqimen looked at each other, and they were all surprised, wondering when the great elder would have an illegitimate child.
The crazy old man pointed to Lu Peng and yelled: "You are still kept in the dark. This yellow-haired boy named Lu Peng is Nangongmo's bastard!"
One stone stirred up a thousand waves.
"what!"
The cultivators of the ancient wares were shocked and looked at the crazy old man with shocked eyes.
"No... impossible!"
Even Lu Peng himself took a few steps back, his face full of disbelief.
There was a commotion in the audience, and the good-looking arena turned into a news scene.
Nangong Mo's bastard? This is kind of interesting.
"Father, why haven't you talked about this before?" Ning Xiaoyao asked with a dazed face, shocked.
"It's a ugly thing, and the old man is annoyed when he thinks about it. Since the shaking is revealed today, it doesn't hurt to talk about it."
The crazy old man cleared his throat and talked about old things for himself.
Things have to start more than 800,000 years ago.
At that time, Ning Rufeng had a sound mind and amazing talents. He was at the pinnacle of human immortality, and he was the only monk who had the hope of advancing to the immortal realm in the Qianqiu Peak domain.
Ning Rufeng was obsessed with cultivation and tried every means to hit the earth immortal, but ended in failure many times.
Because the real world of real immortals is no better than before, it is very difficult for real immortals to hit the realm of earth immortals. In addition to the need to absorb a huge amount of chaotic spiritual power, it also needs to use its own external force to communicate with the laws of heaven and earth in the real world.
Just like the ascent of a Mahayana peak monk, it needs the approval of heaven and earth to descend the gate of immortality.
Real immortals want to break through the realm of immortals, and they also need the approval of heaven and earth.
But since the War of Destruction, the power of the laws of the fairy world has been slowly declining, and it is difficult for monks to communicate with the world by their own strength.
Ning Rufeng was at a loss for what he could do, so he thought of the "forbidden items of ancient artifacts" sealed by the founder of the ancient artifact door, and wanted to obtain the power to communicate with the world from the ancient artifacts.