Chapter 4 Listen to the ghosts

Chongguang knew that he was very different from Mr. Ou's mana and did not want to escape. What's more, the current situation is not bad, and the other party does not seem to have the intention of taking his own life. If it comes, he will be safe.

Seeing that he was so calm, Mr. Ou was also a little impressed. He brushed his robe sleeves, and there was an extra wine pot and two wine cups in his hand. Mr. Ou flicked his fingers, and the wine pot flew in mid-air and poured naturally. A line of silver-white agar jade liquid flowed out of the mouth of the pot, pouring the two wine cups into a full glass.

"Let's have a toast, young man. This wine is a good thing." Mr. Ou handed a wine cup to Chongguang, and the other one to his lips. Chongguang took over the wine cup and drank it all at once.

An inexplicable heat came from Dantian and spread along the veins of his body into the limbs. Chongguang only felt that the whole body was poured in by a large amount of vitality. It was warm and comfortable. He couldn't help looking at Mr. Ou doubtfully, but saw that the other party closed his eyes and had a very enjoyable expression.

Aware of the heavy eyes, Mr. Ou opened his eyes and swept his face: "Is this stuffy? I really don't know how to taste. He said these words, and his index finger in his hand flicked. The sweet wine pulp was like a silver-white silk thread, extending from the opening of the wine pot to the wine cup in his hand, emitting a seductive luster and fragrance.

Chongguang smelled the smell of wine on the side, and his index finger couldn't help moving. Just now, he drank too fast and did not taste it carefully. At this time, he could only stare at it. After drinking two drinks, Mr. Ou sensed his expression, smiled, waved the hanging wine pot to him: "Take it, it's cheaper for you."

Chongguang was not polite. He reached out and grabbed it and poured it into his wine cup. A few glasses of wine, but I feel very wonderful and have an endless aftertaste. I don't know what the good wine in this wine pot is brewing. It is not only extremely fragrant, but also contains infinite heat, and it rotates thousands of times in his stomach.

"Good wine is really refreshing." Chongguang ate happily while couldn't help admiring loudly. Seeing that he drank a pot of wine in a moment, Mr. Ou smiled and said, "Of course, wine is good wine, but if you don't taste it, it's inevitable that the pearl will throw it secretly."

Chongguang glanced at him and couldn't help retorting, "I have carefully considered the wine behind and swallowed it slowly. Although I dare not say that I enjoy the true meaning, at least it has its three flavors. How can it be said that it is a pearl?"

Mr. Ou laughed as if he had heard something interesting. He looked at the empty wine pot and said, "Do you know the origin of this wine? Young people really don't know the depth of heaven and earth. He stretched out his finger to the wine glass in Chongguang's hand: "It's such a small cup. It won't melt until the monk Xianyuanying drinks it for half a year. Even if you are a red-haired ancestor and a master-level figure like Nanhai Longjun, it will take hundreds of years to digest such a pot of wine, but today you have drunk such a pot in one breath. I don't know how many lives the Qingcheng faction has suffered and how much effort it has taken. With the accumulation and resources of the four major sects of Taoism for thousands of years, it took more than 200 years to pay for the blessing of heaven and get such a small pot of spiritual root wine. If Yin Mingyu knows that you are here to waste the spiritual roots of heaven and earth he has painstakingly saved, not to mention that he is going to be angry to death, his damn master knows it, and I'm afraid he will jump up in anger.

Chongguang was shocked: "The spiritual root of heaven and earth, that's not Gu Shiyuan's pot--" Seeing Mr. Ou nodded slightly, he couldn't help but be moved: "This baby can't even help **, and almost wants to exchange it for Dinghai Shentie. Presumably Gu Shiyuan must be regarded it as a life. You stole it, and you are really--" He hesitated for a long time, and finally only said, "You are brave."

A smile flashed on Mr. Ou's face: "Gu Shiyuan's stupid talent hid this spiritual root fairy wine as a treasure, thinking that the gods and ghosts did not know it. He didn't know that he was targeted by me as soon as he went to the island. With Yin Mingyu's little way, how could the universe bag he laid hard to defeat me?

Only then did Chongguang understand why he was ablotated by Mr. Ou, which turned out to be thanks to Marquis Bai Luo. The universe bag he brought was given by Luo Hou. The magic array sealed above is naturally smarter than Gu Shiyuan's. No wonder Mr. Ou can't take it directly and wants to take it away with others.

He smiled bitterly: "If I had known this, why didn't the senior tell me clearly and offer it with both hands. Now that he has come to Beihai for no reason, the dragon king Ao must have hated me. There is really no reason. Cover the wine pot casually and throw it back to the other party with the wine glass.

Mr. Ou reached out and took it, threw it into the void, put a few objects into the universe bag, and said with some embarrassment, "At that time, the seal on your universe bag was quite strange. I couldn't untie it for a while. The red-haired ancestor and the South China Sea Dragon King are both hegemons. I don't want to kill more, but to fight quickly. I have no choice but to take you away. Seeing that Chongguang's face was unpretentious, he said, "In fact, you don't have to be so nervous. Although Ao Ying is powerful, he can only be powerful in the four seas. When the Dragon Palace was at its peak, Shen Shengyi, the sword god at that time, was forced to make a blood oath that the Dragon Palace forces would not invade Middle-earth. Since you promised to give me the soil and sycamore trees, I will naturally keep you safe at sea. When you return to Middle-earth, Ao Ying's bloody oath will never embarrass you again. In fact, instead of worrying about the pursuit of the Dragon Palace, you might as well worry about how to deal with the questioning of the Qingcheng faction. Most of the spiritual root fairy wine accumulated by Yin Mingyu's painstakingly accumulated by you. This fairy wine contains infinite aura and can seize the creation of heaven and earth. With your Taoism, I'm afraid it can't be integrated in two hundred years. Qingcheng is full of ears and eyes all over the world. Sooner or later, you will find clues on you. When I am not there, no one will protect you. "

Chongguang felt a headache. He knew that what Mr. Ou said was true. Even if he said the truth at that time, he was full of aura and could never hide it from others's ears and eyes. How could he persuade the Qingcheng faction to believe it? You have to carry this black pot yourself, and you have to carry it if you don't.

Thinking that the Qingcheng faction and Kunlun have always been friends, and that they have been exiled themselves, and now they have offended their peers who have been friends with Kunlun for generations, they are afraid of returning to life without hope, and the culprit of all this is a great man they can't deal with. For a moment, he was angry and said angrily, "This is all thanks to the predecessors. , the younger generation should keep it in mind. He knew that the other party was a peerless master. Since he said that he would keep himself safe, he would never easily break his promise. With this sulking breath, he had to vent a little verbally.

The two were silent for a long time, and Chongguang couldn't help but be curious after all. Thinking of Mr. Ou's mention of the appointment between the Sword God and the Four Seas Dragon Clan, and they didn't know how many old secrets were involved. They couldn't help asking, "What the senior just said, the Four Seas Dragon Palace and the Sword God made a blood oath. What's going on again?"

Mr. Ou said, "This is an old thing for 300 years. At that time, Luohou subverted the world and shocked the sea. Although the four sea dragon clan was arrogant, it was also a demon clan. Since Luohou gained power, he naturally invited the Dragon Palace to discuss major events. At that time, the four sea dragons had different opinions and could not hold each other. Later, Ao stressed the public discussion and strongly advocated to take over Luohou and take advantage of the situation to sweep the Middle Earth.

Chongguang was shocked and said, "A Luohou has turned the world upside down, and with the addition of the eight masters, the Four Seas Dragon Palace, the right road was really in danger at that time." Mr. Ou said disdainfully, "What a righteous demon is just a king and a defeated bandit. Although Luo Hou acted by any means, those righteous ways may not be noble at that time, just 50 steps and a hundred steps. In fact, these so-called masters and leaders are all heroes for a while. How many of them are willing to succumb to others if they can sit in this seat? Unfortunately, their bones and natural understanding are the best choice, but they are addicted to worldly struggles and can't be single-minded.

Chongguang asked, "What was the result of the four sea dragon clan helping Luo Hou?" Mr. Ou said, "Luohou and the other seven peerless heroes, as well as the eight masters in the left road of the side gate. Originally, he had to look for the ninth master who was similar in Taoism, arranged the ancient array of the Yellow River, and completely buried the Middle Taoist Gate. From then on, the world will be at peace. However, at that time, in the practice world, the Taoist leader could no longer find the ninth person who could compete with the eight masters.

Chongguangqi said, "Can't the demon saint do it?" Mr. Ou smiled and said, "It seems that you know very little about the practice world. The demon saint is a saint of the demon clan. He is the same as the bitter bamboo old man and the sand god boy in the side door. They are all figures who became Taoist thousands of years ago. These three Taoist saints, together with the Taoist monks in Buddhism, are the only power that have survived for thousands of years in the practice world, and are recognized by the world that they have reached the earth. Fairy-level figures have long lived together with heaven and earth, and the sun and the moon are shining, but they have never soared. The ranking of the practice world in the past thousand years has never included these people, which is precisely for this. If Luohou can invite the characters of the demon saint generation to take action, it doesn't have to be so hard. What kind of vertical and horizontal, what kind of yellow river is? Just relying on the demon saint alone is enough to sweep the world, calm the world, and open the foundation of immortality.

Chongguang nodded and said, "So that's it. Did Luo Hou find the ninth master later?" Mr. Ou said, "It was absolutely impossible to find it, but at this time, the Four Seas Dragon Palace came to help. Ao, the North Sea Dragon King Ao, one of the four sea dragon kings, should be a god and subdued the other three brothers and became the first person of the dragon clan, which was comparable to Luo Hou and others. Naturally, he became the only choice for this ninth person. At that time, many people were puzzled by Ao Ying's practice. Now it seems that he must have worshipped the sand prodigy at that time, so that he could become famous all over the world.

Chongguang said, "This sand prodigy is so powerful. It seems that I am really ignorant and ignorant of the heroes in the world." Mr. Ou laughed and said, "Although the practice of the sand boy is high, I am not very afraid. However, this man's Taoism is strange. Several magical powers are appalling, and he has refined several fundamental water systems and his own lifeline in one place. Whoever wants to deal with him will face the consequences of flooding, the destruction of the river source and the earth returning to flood and famine. It's much more powerful. It's just a dog skin plaster. He also practiced the method of heaven and earth. As long as someone mentions him and thinks of him, no matter where he is, he can know immediately. As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind swept up, stirring up the waves and slapping the two seaboard as a warning. Mr. Ou looked at the waves in the bow and cried and said, "You old man, your temper has become more and more strange over the years. Now even I can't mention it?"