Chapter 2365

"What do you want?"

After hearing this, the old man with white hair was almost furious. Xiang Yang's words meant that it was like how much reward he was given to compete with him. However, I didn't know how many strong people wanted to compete with him in the world, so I took the opportunity to give him some advice.

When he looked at Xiang Yang, he only felt that it had been many years since he was born. He wanted to hit someone for the first time. Even his old opponent didn't have such a strong desire to hit someone.

"Ten pieces of the best fairy ware for one person as a bet, who wins, is who. However, I think this may not be fair to you, the elder. After all, you are the elder, with unparalleled strength and financial resources. You can't treat me the same as a younger generation. Well, I'll take ten pieces of the best fairy ware as a bet, and you can take one hundred pieces of the best fairy ware as a bet. That's the only way How can you show your status as a Taoist priest? If you lose, you will give me 100 pieces of the best immortals. If you win, I will give you my best immortals in the world. How about that? "

Xiang Yang looked at the old man with white hair and said with a smile.

Ten pieces of top-notch immortals are indeed not few for him. Without a friendly meeting with that group of big Luo Qiang people on Qilin mountain, he would not be able to bring them out. However, the seal on Qilin mountain is so powerful that it makes Xiang Yang a lot of money. Although he didn't count his top-notch immortals carefully, there are at least dozens of them. Don't worry Say it's a sure win, even if it's not sure to win, how about taking out ten pieces as a bet?

"How dare you say that."

The old man with white hair was stunned. Then he sighed and said, "there are countless shameless people in the world, but it's the first time I've seen such shameless people like you."

Not to mention the old man with white hair, even the people around Xiang Yang were all stunned, and then they showed a smile, which is the familiar Xiang Yang.

Li Huan is also a bit at a loss. His master, that is, his boss, is really the most intelligent person in the world. What he said is really blatant. It not only highlights the status of the old man with white hair as a Taoist priest, but also makes a lot of money. It's really refreshing.

"See, if you want to get rich, you have to be shameless to the extreme. In the future, no matter where you go, you have to learn from your uncle." Wu Wuji is pulling his disciples on one side and quietly educating them.

"But in the face of grandmaster, even you are beaten to death. Can you beat grandmaster?"

Wu Wuji's little disciple asked with a blank look on his face.

"Ha ha, so I only said he was shameless. You didn't say he was smart. His shamelessness was enough, but he was a bit stupid. He didn't know how to look at current events and what his strength was. He just took out ten pieces of top-notch fairy weapons as a bet, and he might as well give them to me directly." Wu Wuji said with a smile.

"Master, you have a good eye." Wu Wuji's disciples couldn't help praising him.

"Of course, hiss, the old man is a little fierce, I still have a little pain, you don't make me laugh..." Wu Wu Ji Dao.

"Keke..."

when Wu Wuji was educating his disciples with Xiang Yang, Xiang Yang looked at the old man with white hair and said, "no matter how shameless I am, I can't compare with the old man. Moreover, I just do it to seek a fairness for the old man. I just don't know if the old man has the assurance that he will win."

"Wait a minute, bear it again. Although I want to beat the old man hard, I still have to bear it for the sake of my 100 pieces of top-quality fairy ware."

At the same time, Xiang Yang kept talking to himself. Although he really wanted to beat the old man with white hair, he knew that it was not the right time to wait for the other party to agree to make a bet with him.

"Young man, you're trying to stimulate my old man. You want Lao Dao to make a bet with 100 pieces of the best immortals and your 10 pieces of the best immortals. You think so well. Unfortunately, Lao Dao can't have so many immortals on him."

However, when Xiang Yang thought that the old man with white hair, as one of the nine great masters of Taoism, could easily take out a hundred pieces of the best immortal wares, he was very calm. Instead of being stimulated by Xiang Yang, he shook his head and said that he didn't have a hundred pieces of the best immortal wares.

"One of the nine masters of daomen doesn't even have a few immortals?" Xiang Yang looks surprised. He always thinks that the old guy is shirking. Does he know that he is not his opponent?

It's also impossible. The old man has a confident expression. He can't feel that he is not his opponent. So, in other words, the old man with white hair is really poor?

Think of here, Xiang Yang's face is black down, his real white excited for most of the day.

"Hehe, how many pieces of the best one hundred pieces of immortal ware are called? Do you think Xianqi is Chinese cabbage The old man with white hair was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. He hummed coldly, "you don't have to say much nonsense. If you really want to compete, how many bets can you take out? I'm the same as you. If not, I don't have to gamble.""Good."

Originally, the white haired old man thought Xiang Yang would be embarrassed after hearing this, and even refused. After all, in his opinion, Xiang Yang can't have so many top-quality immortal weapons, and even one of them can't be taken as a bet.

However, what he didn't expect was that after his words were over, Xiang Yang readily agreed directly.

"Look, old man, this is the best immortal ware. One, two, three, twenty, thirty, fifty-five pieces of the best immortal ware. The younger generation's family property is relatively small. Only fifty-five pieces of the best immortal ware can be held. Please forgive me."

After that, Xiang Yang took out a large number of top-quality immortal wares on the spot. There were 55 pieces in total, and each piece was brilliant. It was obvious that they were all very serious top-quality immortal wares. After seeing them, the old man with white hair was stunned. He just felt that everything in front of him was incredible.

"You... You went to rob, didn't you?"

The old man with white hair looked at Xiang Yang with wide eyes. He only felt that Xiang Yang had so many top-quality immortal weapons that he must have robbed many powerful people of Da Luo and robbed them of all their magic weapons.

You know, even if he is one of the nine masters of Taoism, from ancient times to the present, there are not so many top-quality immortal tools. Xiang Yang can take them out easily, which proves that Xiang Yang has too many treasures.

He really guessed right. Xiang Yang really snatched these top-quality fairies from some strong daruo people. It was those strong daruo people who were suppressed by the laws of Qilin mountain and could not use their own magic power after they entered Qilin mountain. Xiang Yang forced them to hand over the top-quality Fairies in exchange for their lives, which made Xiang Yang own these dozens of top-quality fairies.

"Ah ha ha, how can this be possible? These are all made by me with a little bit of hard work."

Of course, Xiang Yang can't tell the white haired old man that he robbed these magic weapons from a group of strong people. While laughing, he glanced at the other people present and found that all of them were shocked to look at him. He immediately laughed in his heart.

At the moment, Wan'er and Yu Yuexian feel dizzy. Although they are the masters of Da Luo yichongtian, their best magic weapon is only the top-grade immortal ware. They haven't even touched the top-grade immortal ware. Xiang Yang is carrying dozens of top-grade immortal ware, and even throwing it out as if he were throwing something. That one is just the beginning Don't care about the expression of these top-quality immortal tools, let them see after heart tremble unceasingly.

Wan'er is OK. She knew that Xiang Yang had a hobby as early as the opening of the ancient world group in the lower world, that is, he liked to rob other people's magic weapons, and even made countless Tianjiao in the upper world sign IOU. In her heart, she was sure that Xiang Yang didn't know where to loot these top-quality immortal weapons.

Yuyue fairy doesn't know where Xiang Yang's many magic weapons come from, but she doesn't care about the source. What she cares about most is that Xiang Yang has so many magic weapons. In her eyes, Xiang Yang seems to become a golden turtle son-in-law.

Wu Wuji also exclaimed and looked at Xiang Yang dully. As a peerless Immortal King, he had only one or two of the best immortal tools on his body, but Xiang Yang had so many. By contrast, he suddenly felt that he was really poor.

Wu Wu looked at himself stupidly, and then looked at the fifty-five pieces of the best immortal tools Xiang Yang took out. He felt like a beggar.

"Master, there are so many treasures in my uncle. Are you really King Wu? Is it really the fairy king? How do I feel that my martial uncle is... "Wu Wuji's little disciple asked in a low voice.

"Shut up, don't talk, I want to be quiet..." Wu Wuji was very upset. When he found that he was too poor, he didn't bother to care with his younger disciple. Instead, he looked at the ground in front of him, as if there was something on the ground that attracted him all the time.

Even Li Huan, the Heavenly Immortal under Xiang Yang's command, is staring at Xiang Yang at the moment. He wants to ask Xiang Yang for some immortals, but he doesn't dare to speak. He just lowers his head and doesn't dare to speak.

After all, Li Huan only refines the body. However, this body has no magic weapon. Even everything he had before the war was destroyed. At the moment, he is destitute. Even the wuwuji disciples have more treasures than him.

It goes without saying that Yun Ruoxue, sun Qingya and Monica are very normal for the three girls. No matter how many magic weapons Xiang Yang has, they look at the old man with white hair with a smile. When they see that the old man with white hair is stunned, sun Qingya and Monica are not satisfied.

Sun Qingya frowned and said to the old man with white hair, "old man, as one of the nine Taoist masters, you must have many magic weapons. Take it out and bet with brother Xiang. Don't dally. We are still waiting to tell brother Xiang about our love."

"I'm... Lao Dao is very poor. I have no other magic weapon except a sword and a brush."

The old man with white hair said in a low voice.

At this time, he wanted to slap himself. He had nothing to do. Why did he tell Xiang Yang that no matter how many magic weapons Xiang Yang took out, he could take out as much as he could? Isn't that a death wish?What's more, is this guy really the one who just broke through Da Luo?

A young man who has just made a breakthrough in his physical body and reached the realm of Daluo, and who has been soaring up from the lower world for a few years, can take out 55 pieces of the best immortal weapons at once as a bet. Who can believe it? Even the old man with white hair would not believe it if the facts were not in front of him.

Of course, the magic weapon of the old man with white hair is more than one immortal sword and one whisk. However, after seeing Xiang Yang take out so many top-quality immortal tools, even if he has some other magic weapons, he dare not take them out.

In fact, compared with Xiang Yang's wealth, this old man's magic weapon is nothing at all. If you take it out, it's just a shame.

At this time, the Taoist priest regretted that all the magic weapons he had collected over the years had been given to the disciples of the Taoist school. He had known that, so he should have left more top-quality immortal tools, and he would not be beaten in the face by a younger generation of Xiang Yang. It can be imagined that Xiang Yang would look at him with disdain and say that he was a poor man.

"Alas..."

the old man with white hair sighed. As one of the nine great masters of Taoism, he has earth shaking strength and a high position in the fairyland. Now he is going to be beaten in the face by a younger generation, which makes him very helpless.

"Is jiudi mountain in conflict with this vein?"

Then, the white haired old man sighed. He was so helpless. Last time, Xiang Yang's mother sent sun Qingya and Monica to jiudi mountain, it was ok, because it was polite to ask for the nine Taoist priests on jiudi mountain. However, after living on jiudi mountain for some time, she found out everything about jiudi mountain. Later, she didn't know when Wait, those hundred thousand year blossoms and fruits on jiudi mountain are gone for no reason...

now, I know that this man is the son of the man who stealthily picked the fruits from jiudi mountain. I can't help him, but I'm beaten in the face.

"No, I can't be merciful later. I must make up for this face. In any case, I can't let this boy continue to be arrogant."

Then, the old man with white hair said to himself, he made up his mind to teach Xiang Yang a good lesson when he had a fight later.

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