Chapter 2370

"Lao Dao lost the battle."

When the old man with white hair said this, even Xiang Yang couldn't help feeling excited. He was one of the nine great masters of Taoism. He was a peerless old monster who had survived from ancient times. He was forced to admit defeat by himself.

Unfortunately, that's the reason why the other side suppressed his cultivation to Da Luo. If the old guy fully released his cultivation, Xiang Yang believed that few people in the world could compare with him. Even if Mu Yunping came, he could not be the opponent.

After all, although Mu Yunping has been passed down by the golden flame, it is not invincible. Although Mu Yunping has reached the real peak in his cultivation, his application of magic power is certainly not comparable to that of the old man with white hair. After all, the old man with white hair has practiced for endless years, and has achieved one in terms of magic and magic The real pinnacle.

However, Mu Yunping just got a powerful force. Without going through this stage of hard cultivation, he was not really a bone marrow burning power of his own. Naturally, he could not compare with daozun of daomen.

However, in any case, even if the other side only used the strength of Da Luo yichongtian to fight against him, it was still very happy for Xiang Yang to let daozun, one of the nine daomen emperors, say that Tian lost so helplessly.

"It's a pity..."

of course, it's a little pity that when Xiang Yang remembered that he didn't gamble with the old man with white hair, he felt that he had missed out on hundreds of top-notch immortal tools, and he was extremely helpless.

"What a pity?"

The old man with white hair looked at Xiang Yang curiously.

Although the old guy seemed very dignified and unwilling when he said that he had given up, but now he is smiling and has nothing to do with it.

He is worthy of being one of the nine great masters of Taoism. Even Xiang Yang is ashamed of this state of mind.

Although this sentence is very simple, many ordinary people in the secular world can do it, but the higher the cultivation, the higher the status, invincible for a long time, such as the old man with white hair, the most difficult state of mind.

Although the old man with white hair trembled with anger when he fought with Xiang Yang, and he was very unwilling to lose. However, for him, Dalao yichongtian was just playing and playing. His cultivation was still the invincible and strong man at the peak of Dalao jiuchongtian. Although he did not break through to become a master of holy land, he never felt that he would be better than any holy land The weak.

Because, as a Taoist, jiudaozun, with the accumulation of countless years, he can even become a saint in an instant if he wants to.

At the moment, the old man with white hair looks at Xiang Yang with not only curiosity, but also a ray of appreciation. It's really not easy to defeat Xiang Yang just after breaking through Da Luo. Xiang Yang can be said to be the first one.

"It's a pity that I didn't gamble with you. Now I'm still empty handed. It's really a loss to fight you for nothing."

Xiang Yang shook his head and sighed.

At the same time, he helplessly looked at the old man with white hair, "you must have known the result for a long time, so you just lied to me that you don't have any excellent immortal utensils. The so-called ginger is still old and spicy. It's true that you are right."

"Er..."

after hearing this, the old man with white hair was speechless. To tell the truth, he didn't think he would lose, because there was really no top-notch fairy ware on him to gamble with Xiang Yang.

However, when he thought about it now, he felt very lucky that he didn't have any extra immortal utensils on him. Otherwise, he would not only be beaten by Xiang Yang this time, but also lost countless immortal tools.

He gave Xiang Yang a hard look, and finally understood that Xiang Yang must have calculated all these things. He knew that he was definitely not Xiang Yang's opponent, so he deliberately wanted to take out a pile of high-quality immortal utensils to gamble with himself. This was a conspiracy to seek his own magic weapon.

Fortunately, he was really poor. When he saw the boy take out dozens of top-notch immortal tools, he was counselled. He did not dare to take out his magic weapon to disgrace others, or he would lose a lot.

Thinking of this, the old man with white hair felt more and more that he was really too clever. Although his robes were all ragged, his face was filled with complacency.

"The old way is more intelligent, otherwise you will be trapped." The old man with white hair was laughing, and he was beaten by Xiang Yang violently. At the moment, he looked like he wanted to laugh.

"Forget it. Go drink and stop playing with you."

Xiang Yang shook his head and directly took out a wine gourd. There was monkey wine in it. He opened it and took a sip. Suddenly, he felt full of saliva.

Speaking of it, this houer wine can be called the best wine in the world of heaven. Even if Xiang Yang came to the fairyland, he had never heard of any wine that could compare with houer wine.

Although the monkeys are not good at other skills, they can really make countless people obey.

Xiang Yang used to take all the monkeys from Xuannu palace into Wuji immortal's mansion. They took all kinds of resources at will, which made them more and more people. Nowadays, even he can't count out how much monkey wine he has in store. Even if he can drink a lot of wine every day, he can't finish it."Well, this is monkey wine. I haven't drunk it for many years."

As soon as the old man with white hair smelled the wine, he took a breath and couldn't help it. He ran to Xiang Yang and looked at the wine gourd in Xiang Yang's hand. After swallowing his saliva, he couldn't help saying, "well, little friend, can you..."

at the same time, he rubbed his hands with a look of longing on his face.

Obviously, although his expression is more implicit, the meaning is very clear. I hope Xiang Yang can give him some monkey wine to taste.

Of course, daozun, as a Taoist, has not never drunk monkey wine. As long as he is willing, those descendants of daomen can find anything for him, but he can't help seeing Xiang Yang drink so sweet at the moment.

"No

However, what made the old man feel depressed was that Xiang Yang didn't even pay attention to him at all. He shook his head and left. While drinking, he also said to himself, "after a great war, it's really refreshing to drink some wine. Well, it's even better to find a place to soak in a wine bath after a war."

"Shit, young man, do you have so much monkey wine on you? You're too much. You'd rather go into a wine bath than give it to the Taoist priest. "

Hearing Xiang Yang's words to himself, the old man with white hair was very angry. He liked drinking wine very much, especially monkey wine. Therefore, there were a group of monkeys on jiudi mountain who made monkey wine for them.

However, when sun Qingya and Monica went up the mountain, they scared away the group of monkey wine because of the disturbance. All the monkey wine that had been in stock for many years disappeared, making them unable to drink it any more. However, they were embarrassed to ask other disciples of the Taoist school to ask for it. Now, when they smell the smell of monkey wine in Xiang Yang's hand, he stops He was greedy, but Xiang Yang refused to give it to him. He only felt that his heart was itching, and he was extremely miserable.

When Xiang Yang saw him, he said with a smile, "master, the price of monkey wine is out of the market. Especially for people who only get it by chance, this gourd of houer wine cost me dozens of pieces of top-notch immortal utensils. If you like, you can exchange it with treasures of the same price or magic power of Taoism. ”

he didn't know the value of monkey wine, but the rarity was the most important thing. He had been in the fairyland for so long, and he seldom saw monkey wine. Obviously, the population of monkey wine making monkey wine was not very large.

Naturally, he knew that the old man with white hair must have tasted all kinds of wine, but the key is that the old man with white hair does not have monkey wine, but he does.

"That's why, you boy, it's the idea of magic power."

Hearing Xiang Yang's words, the white haired old man immediately understood that Xiang Yang was a magical power who had been staring at the Taoist school and wanted to blackmail some from his hands. Therefore, he deliberately took monkey wine to lure him.

He said with a sneer, "boy, do you know that the magic power of Taoism is precious. If you want to rely on one or two gourds of monkey wine, you want to get Taoist magic power from Taoist priest. That's impossible."

At the same time, he made up his mind not to give Xiang Yang any chance. Isn't it monkey wine? It's a big deal.

But it seems to be delicious.

He couldn't help but take a mouthful of saliva, as if he could taste the flavor of monkey wine in his throat. He was really helpless.

As one of the jiudaozun, one of the daomen, has been the invincible xianzun level since ancient times. When did he encounter such a situation, especially after Xiang Yang's mother appeared on the jiudi mountain, he always felt that everything had changed.

"It's all demons. I can't get rid of it. Can't I hide it?"

The old man with white hair murmured to himself, pretending not to see Xiang Yang.

"Is it?"

Xiang Yang couldn't help shaking his head. He said with a faint smile, "master, I have so many magical powers that I can't count on. How can I want the magic power of Taoism? It's just that there are not many monkey wine, so I can't give it to you. Please forgive me."

At the same time, he went to Li Huan and directly took out a jar of monkey wine and threw it to Li Huan. Then he asked the girls, "do you want to drink?"

"Yes, I will. Brother Xiang, I will."

"I want it, too."

Sun Qingya and Monica said with each other.

When it comes to drinking, the two girls are more excited than the other, and their red faces look lovely. However, Yun Ruoxue snorts coldly on the side, so there is no need to open her mouth. It is enough to stretch out a tender white hand directly to Xiang Yang.

"Keke..."

Xiang Yang was helpless, so he took out some small bottles and distributed the monkey wine in the wine bag to several girls. Even Wan'er and feather Moon Fairy were also given a small bag.

Such behavior makes the old man with white hair so angry that the whole person will explode, which is not much? What's more, everyone has shared some monkey wine. He doesn't have one. It's too much.He looked at Xiang Yang angrily. He knew that Xiang Yang was deliberately luring himself and made up his mind that he must recognize the Lord. So he held on to his heart and silently recited the Taoist's heart clearing formula. He stopped asking Xiang Yang for help.

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