Chapter 1996: Ming Wu (1/2)
Qingyunmen, in the Qingyun Mountain Range, an old man who looks about sixty years old in a gray robe is walking in the Qingyun Mountain Range at this time.
The old man looked very approachable, his face seemed to be covered with kindness.
The old man walked among the mountains, his gaze glanced at the Qingyun Gate, and at that moment it seemed that the entire Qingyun Gate was captured by him.
But soon his gaze withdrew from Qingyun Gate, and finally he shook his head.
At this moment, if there is a strong person at the level of the reincarnation of life and death, it will definitely be stunned by the sudden burst of divine thought in the eyes of the old man.
Because in that second, the old man's divine thoughts enveloped the entire Qingyun gate, and the grass and trees on the Qingyun gate and even a dust of dust were in his grasp.
The old man obviously did not find what he was satisfied with in the Azure Cloud Gate, and finally he shook his head and began to look around.
The vegetation in the Qingyun Mountains is very dense, but the old man found a rag strip in the middle of the dense vegetation that looked extremely broken.
The old man placed the rag next to his nose and sniffed lightly, a slight smile appeared on his face.
He looked forward, and if Bai Li was here at this time, he would definitely find that the direction the elder was looking at was the direction he had taken before leaving Qingyunmen.
”Arrow demon who has lost spiritual power? Haha! Interesting!” The old man smiled, but if Baili heard his words, he would be extremely surprised.
Just by relying on a piece of cloth that fell from his body, the old man can know that he has lost his spiritual power. What is this ability?
The old man glanced at the direction that Baili had walked before, and then his whole body had turned into a stream of light and disappeared in a flash!
In Qingtian City, Baili would sit under the willow tree and pinch his eight-armed demon every day, in addition to daily walks and the like.
Zhao Youtian no longer needs to draw a bow every day, because he already has a sense of qi and can start to cultivate himself by practicing qi, but according to his progress, Bai Li estimates that he will never see him become a strong one in his lifetime. Up.
Lao Liu is still drunk every day, but sometimes Lao Liu will come to give pointers to Bai Li, but the instructions in his mouth are not about pottery, but something that Bai Li does not understand. .
Today, Baili was holding the eight-armed Demon God, Lao Liu came again, sitting on the edge of Baili, Lao Liu pointed to the eight-armed Demon God in Baili's hand and said, ”Do you think he is powerful?”
”What?” Bai Li looked dumbfounded, what the **** is this? Is it awesome? What does it mean? Does it mean that the Eight-armed Demon God is powerful or does his pottery work?
”Do you think my toothless tiger is great, or he is great?”
”What's the difference between this and farting, of course my eight-armed demon is powerful!” Bai Libai glanced at Lao Liu. How does Nima, a tiger with beautiful teeth compare with Lao Tzu's eight-armed demon? This is simply insulting yourself.
”Well, let's Bibi!” Lao Liu rushed to the front store excitedly!
”Huh?” Bai Li was stunned again, Bibi? Think of this as a fighting cricket! Still bibi? How to compare? Put the eight-armed devil and the toothless tiger in a cage, and then let them all come to fight?
But just when Bai Li was stunned, Lao Liu ran over. He was holding his toothless tiger in his hand. After sitting down again, Lao Liu placed the toothless tiger in eight. Next to Arm Demon God.
Then Lao Liu looked at the Eight-Armed Demon God and the toothless tiger and gestured towards Baili. Finally, he shook his head and said, ”My toothless tiger is still great.”