Chapter 148 doesn't seem to be a good class

The old man looked like a smile and did not answer the blue eyebrows's question, but turned his eyes to the cloud leopard who was resting not far away, humming a little song with a happy face.

Seeing this, the blue eyebrows looked sideways at the Tianhe Taoist, and their eyes were full of doubt. After hesitating for a while, the Tianhe Taoist took a step forward and bowed to the old man respectfully: "This uncle, see that you are so interested in my cloud leopard. If it's not the condition you mentioned, it's it?" Looking at the excitement of the old man when he saw Yunbao, he was probably interested in it? This is difficult for him. Yunbao has never left him for decades. If he wants to use it as an exchange, it is really difficult to give up.

After hearing this, the old man glanced at the Tianhe Taoist and waved it in front of him. "How can a little cloud leopard enter my eyes? You look down on me too much!"

Hearing what the old man said, Tianhe Taoist's hanging heart finally relieved a little.

"Then what you want is..." Blue eyebrows continued to follow the old man's words.

"I want a baby on that boy." The old man pointed to Zhao Xuan and blurted out.

"I, what kind of baby can I have! Don't be kidding!" Zhao Xuan's mouth was wide open with an unbelievable expression.

More than a dozen eyes suddenly looked at Zhao Xuan. At this time, he was dressed in shabby cotton clothes and had a dirty look on his face. Not to mention treasures, he didn't even have anything valuable. I really don't understand how the old man asked for his things?

"Kid, don't you have flying clouds in your body? If I guess correctly, it may still be a supreme cloud dragon. The old man smiled from beginning to end and seemed to be very proud of his judgment. Just now, the first time he saw Zhao Xuan, he found that there was a faint purple gas flowing in the middle of his forehead, which was a magnificent image. Later, when saving Niu Xiaopang, a strange breath came to his face as soon as he approached him, and this breath was definitely not what mortals could have. As soon as the old man inhaled, he knew it was the breath of flying clouds. But it is also a flying cloud. The smell of the old man asked from Zhao Xuan is different from that asked by the Tianhe Taoist Yunbao. The former is more domineering, even heavier than the smell of Yunhu he smelled on a master before. Among animals, what can be more domineering than tigers? Therefore, the old man guessed that Zhao Xuan's body should be a supreme cloud dragon.

The disciples around who don't understand what the flying clouds are are not particularly surprised to hear the old man's words, because there are few people in the world who know the flying clouds, and people who can have flying clouds outside the sky are extremely rare, so it is normal for ordinary people not to know what it is.

But Lan Meizi is different from Tianhe Taoist. One is a master, a fortune teller, and naturally he is well-informed; the other is a leading figure of a famous school, who also has a cloud dragon in his body. How can he not know about flying clouds outside the sky? Therefore, when the two heard the old man talking about Yunlong, a strange light appeared in their eyes. Does this old man want Yunlong? I have a good appetite! Yunlong and Yunbao are really at the same level.

Of course, the most surprising thing is Zhao Xuan, because he is the owner of Yunlong. Uncle, you don't want me to fly over the sky, do you?" He swallowed his saliva and asked.

"That's right, that's it." The old man is not afraid to say his purpose directly.

At that time, Zhao Xuan's first thought was to scold his mother. Of course, it was not his own mother, but the mother of this bad old man. Don't you say that saving people's lives is better than building a seven-level Futu. I didn't expect that this bad old man wanted to get Xiaobai on the grounds of saving people, which was so infuriating. But he is angry. After all, he saved his brother, and it is understandable to make some demands.

After a pause, Zhao Xuan slowly raised his head and said in a discussative tone, "Old man, do you think this will work? How about I give you an ancient scroll in exchange for Xiaobai? Originally, he wanted to take out the treasure map in his pocket, but when he thought that it was Nirvana to himself, after all, it was someone else's thing, so he had to give up. Then I thought of Xianjian, which was also reluctant for a long time, especially Jianling's lovely face. After being in contact with each other for a long time, it was false to say that he had no feelings. Besides, every time he came out to save himself at a critical moment, and it would be a little indescending to give it to others. After hesitating repeatedly, Zhao Xuan decided to exchange the unknown scrolls he had received in Yunxia Hall. After all, compared with fairy swords and spirit beasts, this book is the smallest for him so far.

"What scroll?" The old man spoke in a little impatient tone. At this time, his attention was all over Yunlong, and he didn't care about the ancient scrolls.

Speaking of ancient scrolls, the light in the blue eyebrows' eyes flashed, but soon disappeared.

"It's the ancient scroll of practice! Look, I will show it to you, and they are all from that ancient scroll!" Zhao Xuan hurriedly explained that as soon as the words fell, the whole person had already soared into the air. After a few laps in the air, it turned into a sharp wind and flew forward. Soon it flew back quickly, like lightning. So many times, in order to show his speed, even he couldn't wait to be the Monkey King now, who could show seventy-two changes to the old man, so as to mention his interest in ancient scrolls and dispel his ideas for Xiaobai.

After tossing in the air for a long time, Zhao Xuan finally stopped. A vortex-shaped fierce wind stayed over the crowd, and then slowly fell, forming its original shape on the ground.

"Wow." Zhao Xuan went down to the ground and immediately ran to the old man, gasping for breath. He could see that he was working very hard to cast spells just now.

"Old man, uncle, look at me! I learned all these skills in that ancient scroll!" Zhao Xuanyang said proudly, as if he were already a master.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted coldly, "It's just a small skill of carving insects. It's not about magic. At most, it's just exercising the meridians!" In his eyes, people at the level of cultivation like Zhao Xuan are the same as those without cultivation.

Hearing the old man's ridicule, Zhao Xuan was anxious, "No, didn't I just learn a little spell in the ancient scrolls? There are some more powerful ones that have not been studied! Let me tell you, uncle, that ancient scroll is really a good thing. It's much better than Yunlong. You don't know that our Xiaobai is so stupid... He said a lot of words, just want to replace Xiaobai with ancient scrolls.

"Ok, don't talk about the old scrolls to me. I'm not interested." The old man waved his hand and didn't want to listen to him anymore. Boy, just say a word, Yunlong or not? The old man has always liked to catch spirit beasts and raise aliens, and has no interest in ancient scrolls or anything like that.

"No, Xiaobai is my friend." Zhao Xuan said it without thinking about it.

As soon as the words were spoken, the old man's face turned green on the spot. Are you really not going to give it? The tone has become very stiff.

"Don't allow it."

"Well, boy, you have seed. In this case, my little pills are not for free." The old man is going to fly to Niu Xiaopang to get his pills back. These small pills are refined by himself. The entrance will not melt, and even if they arrive in the body, they will not be digested. They can be taken out at any time.

Seeing this, Zhao Xuan hurried over, and at the same time, a strong palm wind in his hand was sent out, holding Niu Xiaofat's fat body up in the air on the spot. He jumped forward again, stretched out his hands forward, and in the blink of an eye, Niu Xiaopang had already fallen into his arms.

"Brother Xuan, what's wrong?" Niu Xiaopang's eyes were covered with black cloth and asked weakly. Because he was poisoned too deeply before, although he saved his life after taking small pills, human nerves seemed to have not woken up, and his whole body could not move, and even his words had to be exhausted.

"It's okay, fat man, what's the matter with me! Don't worry!" Zhao Xuan comforted Niu Xiaopang while staring at the approaching old man in front of him.

"I will give you one last chance, choose one of the two, either let your brother live, or Yunlong gives it to me. Otherwise..." The old man changed his kind face and looked very fierce at this time.

"My brother can't die, and Xiaobai will never give it to you." The other party approached step by step. Although Zhao Xuan's heart began to feel a little weak, his mouth was still very hard. Anyway, he will not give up either Niu Xiaopang or Xiaobai. At worst, he will fight with this old man who takes advantage of people's danger.

"Okay, then I'll send you two to the west first." After saying that, the old man turned his hands on his chest a few times, and then suddenly flew a long line of glowing from one of his palms. There was a gray round thing on the line, which turned out to be a skull. There was a black ghost fire in the two eyes of the skull, shining strangely in the sound of the wind.

"Death!" After shouting fiercely, the old man threw the long line in his hand at Zhao Xuan.

Seeing this, Zhao Xuan quickly flew forward with Niu Xiaopang in his arms. Wherever he passed, he sent out gusts of strong winds, and the strong wind blew sand and dust all over the old man.

The sound of the wind put sand and dust all over Zhao Xuan and Niu Xiaopang's faces, and the two felt pain and turned away. Zhao Xuan swept the far light from the corner of his eyes and found that there was a foliar path there, so he flew there in the direction of rotation.

"Oh! Where are you going? The old man sneered when he saw the figures of the two people in front of him sink into the forest path and began to recite strange spells. As soon as the spell came out, the skull seemed to be alive, and the ghost fire in his eyes suddenly soared to the height, covered with the whole bone face. At both ends of the long rope, one end is connected to the skeleton, and the other is held in the old man's hand. The skull flashed with ghost fire and the old man galloped in the wind. Seeing the two figures in front of him getting closer and closer, he quickly accelerated his speed.

And at this time, the people behind are not idle. Several Fengyunshan disciples were about to catch up with them, but they were stopped by the Tianhe Taoist.

"You wait here. I'll go and have a look." After Lan Meizi turned around and ordered everyone, the purple sickle in his hand was thrown up. He flew up and stood firmly on it, roaring after the purple sickle.