"Don't gamble! I won't gamble anymore. Do you think I will fall into the same trick twice in a row?" Master Li shook his head like a rattle and refused.
"Don't gamble? Li benefactor's vision is so high that he can't even see the inner alchemy of the monster bloodline dragon?" The Taoist made a surprised and unbelievable look.
But no matter how Han Li looked at it, he felt that it was very fake.
"Bloodline Jiao Neidan!" Li Shizu, who originally planned to never have anything to do with Taoist priests, heard the name of this object, his expression changed suddenly, and his voice trembled a little.
"Isn't it! I heard that Li benefactor lived in the dangerous shoal of the Panlong River in Yuanwu Kingdom for more than 30 years, but he still regretted leaving. So this time, the poor Taoist spent a lot of money to make a special gift for him. The benefactor asked for it!"
The Taoist said unhurriedly, and became more leisurely, with an expression of being convinced of the other party.
"Impossible! This bloodline dragon is so easy to catch, not to mention it can preserve the inner alchemy. You are not talking nonsense, teasing me?" Master Li woke up from the excitement, showing suspicion .
"Pindao is a monk, so don't tell lies? The benefactor can take a look for himself."
The Taoist didn't want to waste his time explaining, so he flipped his hands, and a white blood-stained ball appeared in front of Li Shizu's eyes, making his eyes light up, wishing he could snatch it away.
"If the benefactor's silver-armored horned python takes this pill and cultivates it quietly for a decade or two, it will definitely jump from the middle stage of foundation establishment to the late stage, and after more than a hundred years of hard work, it is not impossible to enter the stage of pill formation. Yes." The Taoist's words were full of temptation.
Master Li snorted coldly when he heard the words, with a stern face, he seemed unmoved, but his flickering eyes revealed the turmoil in his heart.
"For such a rare bet, the benefactor has to hesitate for a long time. Is it true that he is so pessimistic about the strength of Guigu's disciples?" The Taoist curled his lips and used the aggressive method.
"Our disciples of Huangfeng Valley, it's not your turn to Qingxu Sect to comment on it." Master Li had an unhappy expression on his face.
Then he glanced at the group of people behind the Taoist priest, and immediately had a general understanding of the strength of the disciples of the Qingxu sect. It should be about the same strength as Huang Fenggu's disciples.
"Okay, I bet! But, which treasure of mine are you thinking about
After thinking about it for a while, Li Shizu felt that the number of winners and losers of this bet should be 50 to 50%, coupled with the extreme desire for the inner alchemy, he finally nodded in agreement, but he was cautious and asked a question casually.
"Hehe, Pindao is not interested in the other treasures of the benefactor. He just wants to refine two pieces of iron essence of the same size for Pindao in the next 20 years after he wins the game by chance. Chun, is well-known among the seven major sects, it must be a trivial matter!" The Taoist narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, but there was a hint of treachery in his words.
"Would you like two more pieces of the same iron essence?" Master Li's expression was ugly, and he jumped up almost immediately.
"Niubi, you plan to make me a coolie!"
"How could it be? As long as you win, you don't have to. That's the inner alchemy of a level four monster! It's equivalent to the early stage of our monk's alchemy, and it's definitely worth the price!" said the Taoist shaking his head.
Patriarch Li's face was uncertain, after a while, he finally stretched out a palm slowly, and asked a cold question.
"Still following the rules from last time? First look at who collects the most elixirs, then look at the quality of the medicine, and finally look at the number of people who escaped from the forbidden area alive!"
"Of course, it's business as usual!"
The Taoist priest was overjoyed, and hastily stretched out a palm, wanting to fight the other party, even if the bet was established.
"Crack!" There was a crisp sound.
The Taoist priest did hit a certain palm, but his expression didn't show a trace of joy, instead he began to cry.
What he hit was not the outstretched palm of Li Zushi, but another dirty hand that appeared out of the air. This hand appeared strangely and abruptly between the two, full of greasy and dirt, and it took an unknown amount of time. It has not been cleaned!
The disciples of the two sects who had been following the conversation between the ancestors of our sect were stunned by this ghostly scene.
"Senior Qiong!"
The Taoist priest and Master Li shouted at the same time with their faces turning blue.
"What senior? I don't dare to be that. I'm in the realm of alchemy just like you, but I just entered a few years earlier!" A lazy voice sounded between the two, and then a strangely dressed person gradually stood there. Showed his figure.
This man was wearing a blue shirt with several puddings on it, with short hair a few inches long, and a blue cloth bag that had been washed white, he seemed to be a very clean person. But his face was covered with greasy, black patches, and he couldn't even see his true face.
"How many years? It's hundreds of years!"
After seeing the appearance of the visitor clearly, Master Li and the Taoist smiled wryly in their hearts, and after sighing "It really is this person", they did not dare to show the slightest disrespect.
Not only is this strange man frighteningly old, he has stepped into the Nascent Soul stage with one foot, and his original invisible escape method is famous in the world of immortal cultivation, and even the various sects of immortal cultivation in several nearby countries have heard of his name for a long time.
I don't know if it's because the deadline is approaching, but he hasn't fully entered the Nascent Soul stage. In the past hundred years, his temper has become more and more weird. The first-class monks were all embarrassed by his teasing.
But these monks who are usually in the sect and have always been worshiped as patriarchs have nothing to do with him.
In terms of profound magic power, this person is second to none among monks in the alchemy stage; in terms of background background, he is the most powerful person from the Moon Sect among the seven sects; find the "master" of the Nascent Soul Stage in our sect to teach him a lesson Dun, but most of these "experts" know him, even if they don't know a few people, they don't want to trouble themselves for trivial matters!
As a result, this high-level person in the world of cultivating immortals has completely become an image of a "bully" and "rogue". I hope he is in a good mood that day, otherwise some teasing and suffering will be unavoidable!
How could the sudden arrival of such a "senior" not surprise Li Shizu and Taoist priests, and make them feel uneasy! The two of them have suffered a lot!
"Since it's a bet, the two of you alone are not so deserted, let's just count me as a bad old man!" Senior Qiong seemed to be in a good mood, but he said something that made the two of them complain.
"Senior, you are joking. How can our two disciples compare with the master disciples of the Moon Sect? They are sure to lose and never win. Don't gamble, I will be inferior to you!" The Taoist forced a smile and said with a smile.
Li Zushi's lips were tightly closed, but the expression on his face showed that he agreed with this one hundred and twenty.
Hearing the words, the old man Qiong sneered a few times, rolled his eyes, and said strangely: "Will I do such a deceitful thing? Don't worry, as long as the combined scores of your two families surpass this sect's , then it will be considered that I lose, and then the two of you will decide the outcome."
"really?"
The Taoist couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he heard it. Although this man was moody and could laugh and scold freely, what he said was indeed firm and firm, and he never broke his promise. In this way, the gamble was considered fair, and even the two of them took advantage of it.
"These three talismans of invisible needles were forged and played when I was free. Anyway, I don't have any descendants, so let's make this bet!" The old man raised his hand and showed three paintings with seven colors. The needle talisman was put away again in a flash.
Seeing this, Patriarch Li and the Taoist couldn't hide the shock on their faces, they couldn't help but glanced at each other, and they both saw a hint of greed in each other's eyes.