C1438 (1/2)

There are three figures sitting in the hall on the first floor of Wansheng medicine Pavilion. They are three old people. They are different from others and look much more solid.

The one sitting in the middle, dressed in a golden robe, exudes a great family style and gives people a sense of elegance.

Sitting on his left side was an old man in black robe, who was extremely thin, with a slightly protruding forehead and brilliant eyes, just like a living man.

On the right hand side is an old man in a green robe. He has a thin face, but he is very firm. The bridge of his nose is high, sending out an unfathomable breath.

”Ah, for many years, no one has passed the ninety-nine pass. Every time we wake up, we are only lost.” The old man in black sighed.

”Maybe someone can pass the 99 level this time.” The old man in qingpao looks very calm, and his eyes are always staring at the front.

”Lao Zhang, are you so confident? The young man you gave him the chance to avoid breaking through is strong, but he is too young. How much time does he have to immerse himself in the process of refining medicine? I think your chance was wasted. Moreover, he was so arrogant that he dared to insult the saints The old man in black looked at the old man in green.

Obviously, the person who insults the saints in his mouth is doutian, and the old man in green robe is the only one who blesses doutian.

”Young people should have vigor. That's called youthful vigor. I always believe that there is no lack of genius in any world.” The old man in qingpao shakes his head and looks as if no one in the world can influence his mind.

”Young and vigorous? How many young and energetic people die in their own hands instead of in others' hands. I guess they are all eliminated now. ” The old man in black robe disdains the way, and is still not optimistic about doutian.

”Some people, who have more than a dozen opportunities to avoid breaking in, can't get here either? Do you think that those who have not been given the opportunity to avoid breaking into are mediocre The old man in qingpao asked.

His tone is very flat, but his words are extremely sharp.

”Lao Zhang is right. There may be some genius among those people, but everyone has his own opinion.” The old man in the golden robe finally spoke, and his voice echoed in the hall like a bell.

Then he turned to the old man in black robe and said, ”Lao Lu, don't you forget that the boy who claimed to be an evil god at the beginning was not what Lao Zhang liked? In the end, the boy even broke through a hundred hurdles, and even we couldn't do anything about it. What does that mean? ”

The old man in black has not spoken. The old man in green has been talking about this for thousands of years. He can hear the calluses in his ears. Unfortunately, the people he likes have never been here.

”It shows that Lao Zhang has good eyesight. Unfortunately, the evil god didn't buy our old men's debt at all. He patted his ass and left.” The old man in the golden robe sighed deeply, and his face also showed a complex color, as if he had suffered losses in the hands of the evil god in his mouth.

Hearing this, the old man in qingpao shook his head helplessly: ”tens of thousands of years have passed, and I don't know what happened to this arrogant boy who claims to be an evil god.”

Although there is some anger in the tone, it is more caring and can be heard by individuals.

”Lord, I don't think the Wansheng medicine Pavilion will last long. If the monster...” The old man with black robes turned away from the topic with a heavy face.

”The ten thousand year period has come, and our promise has been fulfilled. We have no choice whether it is a blessing or a curse.” The eyes of the old man in the golden robe are full of light.

”That's it.” The old man in qingpao's face was full of helplessness. He took a deep breath and said, ”I hope Pangu is immortal.”

”Hum ~ ~”

suddenly, a ripple rippled in the center of the hall, rippled like water waves, one layer after another.

”Well?” Rippled moment attracted the attention of three old people, their faces are very wonderful, as if to hell in general.