Qin Dong's words made Zui Sou and Cang Ao look at each other in disbelief. I can't believe that Qin Dong already possesses such terrifying abilities.
Let as many innate masters as possible break through the shackles of innateness, which means that Qin Dong has the means to mass-produce. In their eyes, he has always been regarded as an immortal monk.
If this spreads out, I am afraid that the entire human world will go crazy about it. Which warrior who is in the innate realm is not eager to break through the shackles of innateness
The drunken old man held Qin Dong's arm with excitement and asked in a trembling voice, "Can only the innate masters in Xuanyue City do it? What about the others?" [
Both Zui Sou and Cang Ao have many friends who are in the innate realm, and only a few of them are in Xuanyue City. After all, Xuanyue City is not big.
Qin Dongzheng was worried that there were too few warriors in the innate realm. He was happy when he heard this and said, "Of course! As long as they are in the innate realm."
"Okay, okay! Don't worry, Master Qin, Cang will definitely not let you down!" After hearing Qin Dong's words, Cang Ao was ecstatic and nodded excitedly.
Zui Sou was also overjoyed. After he was overjoyed, he suddenly frowned, looked at Qin Dong and asked, "Master Qin, why do you want to help so many innate masters break through their innate shackles? Could it be... a whim?" "
Qin Dong smiled and said, "Of course not. I do have my purpose for doing this. Now is not the time. When the time comes, I will explain it to you. Again, I will never harm them. "
Seeing Qin Dong's slightly solemn expression, the drunken man's heart sank, and he became more and more curious about Qin Dong's purpose. But since Qin Dong said that now was not the time to explain, he could only endure it for the time being.
"Cang Ao, come out and die!" A thunderous roar suddenly broke through the air at this moment. The roar was filled with a terrifying aura, causing the expressions of the drunken old man and Cang Ao to change at the same time.
Before the roar had dissipated, a burst of screams could be heard. Dozens of figures were thrown in from outside the city lord's mansion like broken sacks. Cang Ao took a closer look and saw that they were all masters he had arranged in advance.
Seeing the enemy approaching fiercely, Zui Sou and Cang Ao were very nervous and looked at Qin Dong. But he saw Qin Dong still sitting in his seat, sipping the wine with gusto.
Qin Dong's calmness made Zui Sou and Cang Ao relax a lot. Since Qin Dong is here, are you still afraid that the sky will fall
The drunken old man winked at Cang Ao, and the two simply sat down and drank with Qin Dong. He didn't care about everything that happened outside the city lord's mansion.
After about a few minutes, the defense line that Cang Ao had painstakingly laid out was swept away, and two figures flew in like a lone bird in the night.
They were all purple and green robes, except that one of them had a yellow gold thread embroidered on his robe on the chest, while the other person had nothing on it.
The man whose robe was embroidered with gold thread had a higher level of cultivation than the other one. He was a second-level monk, while the other one was only a first-level monk. Looking at the foundation, it is the same as Zuisou, he has just broken through the shackles of nature.
Two monks came together, no wonder they were so arrogant. If Qin Dong hadn't been sitting here, Zui Sou and the Cang family would definitely have died.
"Cang Ao, you are so courageous! The envoy of Biyou Valley is here, you, a little city lord, why don't you kneel down to pay homage?" The first-level monk came up and asked Cang Ao.
Cang Ao subconsciously turned his head to look at Qin Dong, but Qin Dong didn't seem to see him and was busy drinking and enjoying the food.
Cang Ao had no choice but to grit his teeth, stood up, clasped his fists at the two of them and said, "Two immortals, I, Cang Ao, have never met you, and I have no grudge against you. I wonder what the two immortals want when they come here in anger?"
"Stop talking nonsense here! Hand over the spirit stone!" the first-level monk shouted angrily. [
"I'm sorry, we only have one spiritual stone, and it is very important to us. Please forgive me for obeying the request of the two immortals!" Cang Ao said every word, speaking sonorously and forcefully, neither humble nor arrogant. On the surface, he was stealing the show, but in his heart, he was filled with emotions. If Qin Dong hadn't been sitting here, he wouldn't have dared to speak to the two immortals with such an attitude even to death.
"Seeking death!" The second-level monk immediately became angry. Murderous intent surged from his body like a flood. It was time to take action and kill Cang Ao.
The first-level monk stood in front of the second-level monk at this moment and said quickly, "Master Dao, please calm down and let your subordinates talk to them."
The second-level monk glared at him impatiently and said coldly, "You'd better hurry up. My Taoist Master's patience is limited."
The first-level monk smiled and nodded, and then he rose up and came to Cang Ao. He lowered his voice and said anxiously, "Why are you so stupid! A piece of spiritual stone can be worth as much as your whole family." His life?"
"You..." Seeing that this first-level monk seemed to be really worried and anxious about the lives of his family, Cang Ao couldn't help but be surprised. When will there be good people in Biyou Palace
Qin Dong also frowned slightly and began to look at this first-level monk in a different light.
"Don't say any more, give me the spirit stone immediately, and I will try my best to persuade the Taoist to spare your family's lives."
Cang Ao didn't know what to do and turned his attention to Qin Dong again. Qin Dong smiled softly and said to the drunken old man, "Give him the spirit stone."
"What?" The drunken man couldn't believe his ears and looked at Qin Dong in surprise.
Could it be that Qin Dong knew that he was no match for these two immortals, so that's why he acted like this? But looking at Qin Dong's expression and demeanor, it really doesn't look like him. No matter how smart the drunk man is, he can't help but feel a little confused at this time.
"This little brother still knows the current affairs! No matter how precious the spirit stone is, it is just a dead object, and it is never as precious as life." After hearing Qin Dong's words, the first-level monk praised him repeatedly.
Zui Sou had no idea what Qin Dong was planning, but he didn't dare not listen to Qin Dong's words. He took out the brocade box containing the golden obsidian and handed it to the first-level monk.
Just as the first-level monk was about to reach out to take the brocade box, Qin Dong suddenly grabbed his wrist, so fast, like lightning and thunder, that the first-level monk didn't even have time to react.
Shocked in his heart, the first-level monk's instinctive spiritual power of luck tried to push Qin Dong's hand away, but the spiritual power he released was like a mud cow entering the sea, and had no effect on Qin Dong at all.
Only then did the first-level monk realize that Qin Dong was not as simple as he seemed on the surface, and looked at him with eyes full of horror.
Holding his hand, Qin Dong smiled slightly and asked quietly, "Are you from Biyou Palace?"
Qin Dong's eyes were very sharp, flashing with a chilling light from time to time. The first-level monk's heart could not help but beat wildly, and he nodded involuntarily.