Chapter 2364: Who is a poor ghost? (Before twelve)

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"what would you like?"
After the old-fashioned white-haired man listened, he almost burst into flames. The meaning of Xiang Yang’s words is that it seems to be a great reward for him. However, I don’t know how many strong people think in the heavens and the world. I have to learn from him and take the opportunity to let him point out one or two.
He looked at Xiangyang and only felt that he had gone through the ancient times from birth to the present. Now, he has not known how many years have passed. It is the first time he wants to play a person, even if he is an old rival. Did not let myself have such a strong desire to hit people.
"One person, ten pieces of the best fairy, bet, who won, who is, but I think this may not be fair to your old predecessor, after all, you are a senior, unparalleled, unparalleled, can not be with me A junior treats the same, so, I use ten pieces of the best fairy to bet, and your old man has a hundred bets to be a bet. Only in this way can you show your status as a Taoist, if you lose Give me one hundred pieces of the best fairy. If you win, my world's best fairy will give you, how?"
Xiang Yang smiled and looked at the white-haired old man.
Ten pieces of the best fairy wares are indeed a small number for him. If there is no friendly meeting with the group of Da Luo strong people on Qilin Mountain, he will not be able to get it. However, the role of the seal of other people’s energy on Qilin Mountain is really Too strong, I have earned a lot of money for Xiang Yang. Although he did not carefully count the best items on his body, there are at least dozens of them, let alone win, even if they are not necessarily able to win, take out ten pieces. What about betting?
"You dare to say it."
The old-fashioned white-haired man listened at a glance, and then he sighed and said, "There are countless people in the world who are shameless, but, as shameless as you are, the old way is the first time I have seen it."
Not to mention the old-fashioned old man, even these people around Xiangyang are stunned one by one, and then they are smiling, this is the Xiangyang they are familiar with.
Li Huan is also a bit stunned. His master, who is his own boss, is really the first smart person in the world. This is really brazen. It not only highlights the status of the white-haired old man as a Taoist, but also allows It’s really refreshing to make a big profit.
"If you don't see it, you want to make a fortune, you have to be shameless to the extreme. In the future, no matter where you go, you must learn your teacher." Wu Wuji is pulling his own disciple on the side, quietly educating Said.
"But, in the face of the ancestors, even if you were beaten to death, can Teacher Bo win the grandfather?"
Wu Wuji’s little disciple asked with a sullen look on his face.
"Oh, so I only said that he is shameless. You didn't say that he is smart. His shamelessness is enough, but he is stupid. He doesn't know how to understand current events. If he doesn't know what the strength is, he will take out ten pieces. The best fairy to be a bet, it is better to give it directly to me." Wu Wuji said with a smile.
"Master, your eyes are very good." Wu Wuji's disciple could not help but praise.
"That is of course, hey, the old man is a bit embarrassed, I still have some pain, don't let me laugh..." Wu Wuji said.
"Cough..."
When Wu Wuji was taking Xiangyang to educate his disciples, Xiang Yang was smiling and looked at the white-haired old man. "Don’t dare, I can’t be as shameless as I can compare with my predecessors. Again, I am so It’s just to find a fairness for the older generation, but just don’t know if the old predecessors have a certain victory for themselves?

"Wait, I will bear it again, although I really want to beat the old man, but for my one hundred pieces of the best, I still have to endure."
At the same time, Xiang Yang’s heart is constantly talking to himself. Although he really wants to beat the white-haired old man too much, he also knows that it is not yet time to wait for the other party to promise to make a bet with himself. .
"Young people, you want to stimulate my old man, I want the old road to use 100 pieces of the best fairy to match your ten best items. You think it is too good. Unfortunately, it is impossible for the old man. There are so many fairy tools."
However, when Xiang Yang thought that the white-haired old man, one of the nine avenues of the Daomen, would be able to easily take out a hundred pieces of the best fairy, the white-haired old man was very calm and did not receive the item. Yang stimulated, but shook his head and said that he did not have a hundred pieces of the best.
"Is the strongman of one of the nine gates even a few pieces of fairy?" Xiang Yang looked strange and always felt that the old guy was shirking. Did he know that he was not his opponent?
It is also unlikely that the old guy looks confident and can't think that he is not his opponent. So, this is why the white-haired old man is really poor?
Thinking of this, Xiang Yang’s face was dark, and he was really excited for a long time.
"Oh, a hundred pieces of the best fairy called a few pieces of fairy? Do you think that the fairy is a Chinese cabbage?" White hair old man blowing his beard and blinking, coldly sighed, "Little, no more nonsense." If you really want to learn, how many bets you can make, the old man is like you, one to one contrast, otherwise, there is no need to gamble."
"it is good."
Originally, this white-haired old man thought that Xiangyang would definitely show a dilemma after listening to it. He didn’t even agree. After all, it seems that Xiangyang is unlikely to have so many best tools, even a superb fairy. It is not always possible to take it out as a bet.
However, what he did not expect was that when he said his words, Xiang Yang was very happy to directly agree.
"Look at the old predecessors, this is the best fairy, one two three... twenty, thirty... fifty-five pieces of the best fairy, the younger generation has less family, only fivety-five pieces can get the hand The best fairy, and please forgive me."
Then, Xiang Yang took out a lot of the best fairy on the spot, and there were actually 55 pieces in total, and one piece was full of brilliance. It was obviously a very serious fairy, which made the white-haired old man look stunned. I just think that everything in front of me is incredible.
"You... are you going to rob?"
This white-haired old man's eyes widened and looked at Xiangyang. He only thought that Xiangyang had so many best tools. He must have robbed the big Luoqiang who did not know how much, and they got all their magic weapons.
You know, even if he is one of the nine strongmen of this road, from the ancient times to the present, there are not so many excellent wares, and Xiang Yang can take it out, which proves that the baby on Xiang Yang is really Too much.
He really didn't guess wrong. Xiangyang's best fairy wares were really grabbed from some of the great Luoqiangs. It was the great Luoqiang who was unable to use their own mana after being pressed by Qilin Mountain. It was forced by Xiang Yang to surrender the best of the fairy, which made Xiang Yang possess these dozens of best ornaments.
"Ah, haha, how is this possible? These are all I have worked hard to refine."
Of course, Xiang Yang can't tell the white-haired old man anyway. The magic weapon is that he grabbed it from a group of big Luoqiang. He laughed at the same time, glanced at the other people present and found that everyone was shocked. When I looked at myself, I suddenly smiled.
At this moment, the two women of Yuer and Yuyue Fairy feel that they are dizzy. Although they are the masters of Da Luo’s heavy heavens, their best magic weapon is only the best of the best, even the best of them. I haven't touched it, and Xiang Yang actually has dozens of pieces of the best fairy, even directly as if it was throwing things, directly throwing it out, that one does not care about the expression of these supernatural fairy so that they can see after the heart It is shaking.
Fortunately, when she opened the world group of the lower bounds, she already knew that Xiangyang had a hobby, that is, she liked to rob others, and even let countless upper-level Tianjiao sign a debt, she was sure. These best fairy tools must be that Xiang Yang did not know where to rob them.
Yuyue Fairy does not know where Xiangyang’s magic weapon comes from, but she does not care about the source. What she cares most is that Xiang Yang’s magic weapon is so much. In her eyes, Xiang Yang seems to have become a It is like a golden golden turtle.
Wu Wuji also exclaimed, staring at Xiangyang, he was a peerless king, and his body's best fairy was only one or two, and Xiang Yang turned out to be so much, in contrast, he Suddenly I feel that I am really poor.
Wu Wuji looked at himself in a dull moment, and looked at the fifty-five pieces of the best items that Xiang Yang took out. He felt like he was a beggar.
"Master, Shi Bo's baby is much better. Are you really a martial arts king? Is it really a fairy king? How do I feel that Shi Bo is ah..." Wu Wuji's young disciple whispered.
"Shut up, don't talk, I want to be quiet..." Wu Wuji was so confused that when he found out that he was too poor, he was too lazy to care about the younger disciples, but he was staring at him. The ground, as if something on the ground has always attracted him.
Even if he is the sacred sacred Li Huan of Xiang Yang, he is still staring at Xiang Yang at this moment. He has some words and stops. He wants to find Xiang Yang to ask for a few pieces of fairy, but he does not dare. Opening, you can only talk with your head down.
After all, Li Huan only re-smelted the flesh. However, this flesh has no magic weapon. Even before that, all his battles were destroyed. At this moment, he can be said to be a poor and white, even if he is a Wudijiu disciple. The baby is more than him.
Yun Ruoxue and Sun Qingya, Monica need not say, in the eyes of the three women, it is very normal for Xiang Yang to have many magic weapons. They look at the white-haired old man with a smile, when they see the old man with white hair At the time, Sun Qingya and Monica two little Nizi were dissatisfied.
Sun Qingya wrinkled a small brow and said to the old man with white hair. "I said the old man, you are one of the nine masters of the Daomen. You must be sure that you have a magic weapon. Please take it out and gamble with your brother. Don't grind it, we are still waiting. Tell your brother about Acacia."
"I... the old road is poor, except for a sword of the life, a dusty, there is no other magic weapon."
The white-haired old man was faintly faint.
At this time, he can't wait to slap himself, idle and okay, why do you tell Xiang Yang that no matter how many magic weapons Xiang Yang took, he can also take out how much, isn't that looking for death?
What's special, is this kid really a guy who has just broken through the big Luo?
A junior who has just broken through the body of Da Luo, and who has been flying up from the lower bound for a few years, can actually take out fifty-five pieces of the best fairy bet and say who can believe it? If it is not the fact that it is in front of you, even the white-haired old man does not believe it.
Of course, the magic weapon on the white-haired old man is naturally more than one sword and one whisk. However, after seeing Xiang Yang take out so many best ornaments, even if there are some other magic weapons on him, he I dare not come up with it.
It is really, compared with Xiangyang’s wealthy, the magic weapon of this white-haired old man is nothing at all. If it is taken out, it is just shameful.
At this time, the old man regretted that the magic weapons he had collected in countless years were all given to the disciples of the next generation. As soon as he knew this, he should have some more excellent ornaments, and he would not be beaten by a junior in Xiangyang. It is conceivable that Xiang Yang will definitely look at him with contempt and say that he is a poor man.
"Ugh..."
The old man with white hair sighs. As one of the nine avenues of Daomen, he has the power of earth-shattering and has a high position in the fairy world. Now he has to be beaten by a junior, which makes him very helpless.

Is it that Jiu Di Mountain is rushing with this pulse?

Then, the old man with white hair sighed, and his heart was too helpless. Last time, Xiangyang’s mother sent Sun Qingya and Monica to the Jiu Di Mountain, because there were nine Taoist priests on the mountain. It was polite, but that time, after living on the Jiu Di Mountain for a while, everything in the Jiu Di Mountain was touched by her. Later, I don’t know when the 100,000 years of flowers on the Jiu Di Mountain The result of 100,000 years of the result of the immortal fruit is inexplicable...
Now, knowing that this person is the son of the person who sneaked away the fruit of his nine mountains, not only did he have no way, but he was stunned.
"No, when the time comes to learn, the old road must not be merciful. You must make up this face. In any case, you can't let this kid continue to go wild."
Then, the white-haired old man talked to himself and made up his mind. When he was learning, he must give a good lesson to Xiangyang.
The author Meng Yu said: It is really too late to write, first publish four chapters, and then write two chapters later, publish it before twelve o'clock, if you can wait for the twelve o'clock to see, if you can't wait, everyone Just take a break early, see it tomorrow.