Chapter 370 Solution

Woth! A leg bone that doesn't know what kind of bird it is, drew a beautiful arc, and quietly hit the top of the bearded Lingxiaotian's head. The bone is so small and light, but it is stained with a little ungnawed shreds of meat on it, and the bone with tooth marks on it breaks through the barrier of Lingxiaotian's body protection. , fell on top of his head. Ling Xiaotian, who was full of murder and his eyes were red, hit Gan Ping with a ferocious palm, vowing to kill the boy who almost endangered his life. He was as if he had received a heavy hammer on the top of his head. The golden light shone all over his eyes, and he fell to the ground. Unexpectedly, he fainted abruptly.

" Hiss--" The head of the city is full of the sound of surprise. It is spectacular for nearly ten thousand people to inhale at the same time. It is simply as powerful as the power of extracting spiritual power just now. It's crazy! This Ling Xiaotian, a monk at the peak of Yuanying, also has a famous figure in the immortal world. Unexpectedly, he was almost killed by an unknown Jindan monk, and then stunned with a rag bone. What kind of world is this? Everyone present had a sense of insanity.

A dark robe, which is oily and shiny. The mopping corners of the robe have been worn out of the ground, and the tatters are displayed in front of everyone. The dry and thin little old man, who was only half Gan Ping's height, jumped like a big horse monkey, and the other hand pinched a fiery red thing, which was the fire that had fainted. Just now, in order to fight with Ling Xiaotian, Gan Ping tried his best to expel Huoer's Hercules ape from his body so as not to affect it, which also made Huoer's mind suffer and faint.

And at this moment, the little old man was pinching the fire and shaking constantly. A pair of ragged shoes full of mud and dirt kept jumping on the dizzy Ling Xiaotian's face and shouting and scolding. Damn thing, dare you hit my little grandson. My little grandson's skin is rough and thick. It's enough for you to beat him. Why do you still make this little thing faint? Poor my old man just caught a fire feather crane and planned to beat the tooth sacrifice. What kind of wine do you use? Damn it, damn it!"

Everyone couldn't help sweating coldly. Who is this old man? Is it too tough, isn't it? The fire feather crane, a natural spiritual species, was born as a ninth-level spiritual beast. When it is an adult, it can reach the twelfth level, but it is just a wine dish in this person's eyes? Daoyan and others on the side began to waile in their hearts. Obviously, they had offended a big man who should not be offended. It can be seen that he understated and did not know the personnel of his master.

Gan Ping looked at the little old man who was jumping on Ling Xiaotian's face in a daze and swallowed with great difficulty, "Tai, Taishi Uncle Zu, why is it you?" In addition to the unfathomable strength, there is also the silver-keeper who is extremely greedy for good wine? Still in a tattered and dirty robe, Shouyin Zhenren has looked at him, "Little apprentice, if it's not my old man, you have died today..."

While talking, Shouyin's real person maliciously stamped his foot heavily on the sky, leaving a piece of bruised black and purple, and the outer belt was stained with the mark of something obscurity. He jumped in front of the Gan plane and looked up and down. Gan Ping looked at Ling Xiaotian's face like a pig's head, and his heart was darkly cold. The taste of this master's uncle was really too bad, wasn't it?

With the cultivation of his scattered immortals, how can he be so sloppy? Gan Ping guessed maliciously. Maybe the real person who guarded the silver would get a foot of mud just to disgust the sky. Otherwise, how could the high-high immortals cultivaters get contaminated with dust? Seeing that Shouyin's real thief looked at himself, Gan Ping woke up like a dream and hurriedly wanted to bow and salute.

"That's all. I don't like this tune..." Shouyin Zhenren waved his hand to stop Gan Ping's courtesy, and reached out to send the small and exquisite body of the fire to the front of Gan Ping. You and this little thing are already symbiotic. Do you think it can still live when you die? Stupid!" Gan Ping was shocked by the words of Shouyin Zhenren. Before he could say anything, Shouyin Zhenren, who had just been strict, smiled hippiely in a blink of an eye. "Since it is a symbiotic body, its storage bracelet is also yours. Come on, open it for Uncle Taishi..."

Looking at the little old man who frowned and looked tired and lazy, Gan Ping couldn't help rolling his eyes. It turned out that the old man had this idea. There was no way. People had to bow their heads under the eaves. They had just saved themselves. Even if they were willing to wake up and cry, they would talk about the wine in its storage ring. However, as Gan Ping lingered to open the storage ring, he secretly slandered the shamelessness of the silver real person in his heart, and even robbed the things of the younger generation.

Satisfiedly, the wine in the storage bracelet was searched out, and all the collections along the way became the thing in the cup of the silver guard. Poor Huoer cheated and did everything along the way. He searched for a lot of good wine and made wedding clothes for people. Shouyin really patted the wide cuffs with satisfaction, and casually took out a few things and threw them to Gan Ping.

He subconsciously took it casually, and the full demonic power made Gan Ping stunned. It turned out to be several monster elixirs, and all of them were above the tenth level, and the highest moment actually reached the twelfth level. On my way here, I killed a few little monsters that didn't open my eyes. This Neidan was also careless and made a compensation for this little thing, so that you would secretly scold me in your heart.

Gan Ping, who was exposed, couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He hurriedly put away those internal elixirs. In the future, he will be equipped with elixirs and open the furnace of alchemy. It is not far away for the fire to break through the tenth level. The onlookers couldn't help but look hot. A few jars of wine can get this rare thing. This business is really cost-effective. But everyone also knows that only Gan Ping can get such a cheap price, and no one else thinks about it.

At this time, Gan Ping woke up from a series of things just now, "Master Uncle, why are you here?" Shouyin Zhenren happily took out a bottle of wine and smiled. He glanced at Gan Ping when he heard the words, "As soon as I got out of the customs, I asked your two masters to block the door. It was calculated that you had this disaster today, and only I can come to the city with a cup of tea. Who am I? Poor me for an old bone, the people who are about to enter the earth, and they have to run around without even stuttering. These disciples and grandchildren are really unworthy..."

With that, the little old man howled at the moment, and Gan Ping looked at the exhausted uncle speechlessly, full of helplessness. About to be unearthed? This uncle doesn't know how many times he has gone through the disaster. At least he has a thousand years of longevity. How can the oil stains look like a person who doesn't even gult? Gan Ping simply doubt whether the old man came so late and went somewhere to eat and drink.

Although the Miaochengzong of Yulong Mountain is tens of millions of miles away from the Tiancheng, and Ganping has only arrived in a few months, it is just an instant in the eyes of scattered immortals such as Shouyin Zhenren. The old man howled twice. Seeing Gan Ping's silence, he jumped up and said, "The number of disasters. Don't look at my ancestors who have supplemented the true mana for you, but the passing longevity can't be recovered at all. If you boy can't become a Yuanying in ten years, you will die!"

He nodded Gan Ping's forehead fiercely. The old guy narrowed his little eyes and glanced around. "I said, this monster has beensieged. You have also dispersed. Do you want to watch the play? Then who, just you, are you the elder of Ganping's little apprentice grandson? Go and have a banquet for my old man. I'm hungry.

Gan Ningli, who was assigned, did not dare to neglect him. He quickly invited a son of the Gan family and ordered him to go on. Gan Ping, who was beside him, had come to Shouyin Zhenren and saluted deeply, "My uncle, my cousin..."