Chapter 2364 Who Is the Poor Guy? ...

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"what would you like?"

The white-haired old man almost burst out of anger after hearing this. Xiang Yang's words seemed to be like a big reward for him to compete with him. However, as everyone knows, there are countless strong people in the world who want to I want to discuss with him and take the opportunity to give him some pointers.

He looked at Xiang Yang and felt that he had gone through the ancient times from birth to now. He didn't know how many years had passed until now. This was the first time that he wanted to hit someone so much, even his old rival. I didn't let myself have such a strong desire to hit anyone.

"Ten top-grade artifacts are placed as bets for each person. Whoever wins, it belongs to him. However, I think this may be unfair to you, an old senior. After all, you are a senior expert with unparalleled strength and unparalleled financial resources. You cannot do this to me. A junior should be treated equally, let’s do this, I will use ten top-quality immortal weapons as a bet, and you, the old man, will use a hundred top-quality immortal weapons as a bet. Only in this way can you show your status as a Taoist master of the Taoist sect. If you lose, Just give me a hundred top-quality immortal weapons, and if you win, I will give you the top-quality fairy weapons in the world, how about that?"

Xiang Yang looked at the white-haired old man and said with a smile.

Ten top-quality immortal weapons are indeed not rare for him. Without a friendly meeting with the group of Da Luo strong men on Qilin Mountain, he would not be able to get them. However, the effect of sealing other people's energy on Qilin Mountain is really It was so powerful that it made Xiang Yang a lot of money. Although he didn't count the top-grade immortal weapons carefully, there were at least dozens of them. Not to mention a sure win, even if he didn't necessarily win, just take out ten of them. So what if you come as a bet?

"How dare you say that."

The white-haired old man was stunned for a moment, and then sighed and said, "There are countless shameless people in the world, but this is the first time I have seen someone as shameless as you."

Not to mention the white-haired old man, even the people around Xiang Yang were stunned, and then smiled. This was the Xiang Yang they were familiar with.

Li Huan was also a little confused. His master, his boss, was really the smartest man in the world. What he said was really blatant. It not only highlighted the status of the white-haired old man as a Taoist master, but also made him It's so refreshing to make a lot of money myself.

"Have you seen it? If you want to get rich, you have to be extremely shameless. From now on, no matter where you go, you must imitate your master." Wu Wuji held his disciple aside and taught him quietly. said.

"But, facing the Grandmaster, even you were beaten half to death. Can Uncle Master defeat the Grandmaster?"

Wu Wuji's young disciple asked with a look of confusion on his face.

"Haha, so I only said that he was shameless. You didn't say that he was smart. His shamelessness was enough, but he was just a little stupid. He didn't know how to see current affairs clearly. He didn't know what his strength was. So I took out ten things. If you come with the best immortal weapon as a bet, you might as well just give it to me." Wu Wuji said with a smile.

"Master, you have such a good sense." Wu Wuji's disciple couldn't help but praise.

"Of course, hey, the old man hit him a bit hard. I'm still in a bit of pain. Don't make me laugh..." Wu Wuji said.

"Ahem..."

When Wu Wuji was educating his disciples with Xiang Yang, Xiang Yang looked at the white-haired old man with a smile and said, "Don't you dare, no matter how shameless I am, I can't compare with the old man. Besides, I'm so I’m just doing it to seek fairness for the seniors, but I don’t know if the seniors are sure of their victory?”

"Wait a minute, bear with it a little longer. Although I really want to beat this old man up, I still have to bear it for the sake of my hundred top-quality immortal weapons."

While saying this, Xiang Yang kept muttering to himself. Although he really wanted to beat up the white-haired old man, he also knew that it was not the time yet and he had to wait for the other party to agree to the bet with him. .

"Young man, you want to stimulate my old man, and you want him to use one hundred top-grade immortal weapons to match your ten top-grade fairy weapons as a bet. You think so well, but unfortunately, it is impossible for Lao Tao to do it. There are so many immortal weapons.”

However, when Xiang Yang thought that the white-haired old man, as one of the nine great masters of Taoism, would definitely be able to easily produce a hundred top-quality immortal weapons, the white-haired old man was very calm and was not impressed by Xiang Yang. Yang was irritated, but shook his head and said that he didn't have a hundred top-quality immortal weapons.

"One of the nine powerful men of the Tao Sect doesn't even have a few immortal weapons?" Xiang Yang looked surprised. He always felt that the old guy was trying to shirk. Did he know that he was not his opponent?

It's also unlikely. The old guy has a confident expression on his face, and it's impossible for him to think that he is not his opponent. After this, does it mean that this white-haired old man is really poor?

Thinking of this, Xiang Yang's face turned dark. He had been excited for most of the day.

"Haha, how many immortal weapons are called a hundred top-grade magical weapons? Do you think the magical weapons are just cabbage?" The white-haired old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and snorted coldly, "Junior, there is no need to talk nonsense. , if we really want to compete, how much bet can you put out, I will compare it one to one like you, otherwise, there will be no need to fight."

"good."

Originally, the white-haired old man thought that Xiang Yang would look embarrassed after hearing this, and even refused to agree. After all, in his opinion, Xiang Yang could not possess so many top-grade immortal weapons, or even one top-grade fairy weapon. You may not be able to use it as a bet.

However, what he didn't expect was that after he finished speaking, Xiang Yang readily agreed directly.

"Old senior, please see, these are top-quality immortal weapons, one, two, three...twenty, thirty...fifty-five top-quality fairy weapons. The younger generation's family property is relatively small, and there are only fifty-five pieces that can be obtained. It’s a top-notch immortal weapon, please forgive me, senior.”

Then, Xiang Yang took out a lot of top-quality immortal weapons on the spot. There were actually fifty-five pieces in total, and each one was brilliant. They were obviously very serious top-quality fairy weapons. This made the white-haired old man stunned after seeing them. , I just feel that everything in front of me is incredible.

"You...you went to rob, right?"

The white-haired old man looked at Xiang Yang with wide eyes. He felt that Xiang Yang had so many top-quality immortal weapons on his body. He must have robbed countless Daluo strong men and snatched away all their magic weapons.

You know, even he, one of the nine powerful men of the Tao Sect, has never had so many top-quality immortal weapons since ancient times. However, Xiang Yang can take them out easily, which proves that the treasures Xiang Yang has are really Too much.

He really guessed right. Xiang Yang really snatched these top-quality immortal weapons from some powerful Daluo people. They were those powerful Daluo people who were suppressed by the laws of Qilin Mountain after entering Qilin Mountain and were unable to use their own magic power. , who was forced by Xiang Yang to hand over the top-quality immortal weapons in exchange for his life, so that Xiang Yang possessed dozens of top-quality fairy weapons.

"Ahaha, how is this possible? These are all the things I have worked hard to refine."

Of course, Xiang Yang could not tell the white-haired old man that he had snatched these magic weapons from a group of Daluo strong men. While he laughed, he glanced at the other people present and found that everyone was shocked. When he looked at himself, he suddenly smiled secretly in his heart.

At this moment, Wan'er and Fairy Yuyue felt like they were about to faint. Although they were masters of the first level of Da Luo, the best magic weapons they had were only high-grade immortal weapons. They had never touched it before, but Xiang Yang was actually carrying dozens of top-quality immortal weapons, and he even threw them out as if they were throwing things. The expression on his face that he didn't care at all about these top-quality fairy weapons made them heartbroken when they saw it. Trembling.

Fortunately for Wan'er, she already knew that Xiang Yang had a hobby when the Ancient World Group of the Lower Realm was opened, that is, he liked to rob other people's magic weapons, and even had countless geniuses from the upper realm sign IOUs. She was sure in her heart, These top-quality immortal weapons must have been looted by Xiang Yang from somewhere.

Fairy Yuyue didn't know where Xiang Yang's magic weapons came from, but she didn't care about the source. What she cared about most was that Xiang Yang had so many magic weapons. In her eyes, Xiang Yang seemed to have turned into a Like a golden turtle son-in-law who is covered in gold.

Wu Wuji also exclaimed and looked at Xiang Yang blankly. As a peerless immortal king, he only had one or two top-quality immortal weapons, but Xiang Yang had so many. In comparison, he Suddenly I felt really poor.

Wu Wuji looked at himself blankly, and then at the fifty-five top-quality immortal weapons that Xiang Yang took out, feeling like he was a beggar.

"Master, my uncle has so many treasures. Are you really the King of Martial Arts? Are you really the Immortal King? Why do I think your uncle is the one..." Wu Wuji's young disciple asked in a low voice.

"Shut up, don't talk, I want to be quiet..." Wu Wuji was so confused that when he realized that he was really too poor, he was no longer too lazy to argue with the young disciple, but stared blankly at the scene in front of him. The ground, as if there was something on the ground that had been attracting him.

Even the Ancient Immortal Lord Li Huan, who was Xiang Yang's subordinate, was looking at Xiang Yang blankly at this moment. He hesitated to speak. He wanted to ask Xiang Yang for some immortal weapons, but he didn't dare. When he opened his mouth, he could only lower his head and dare not speak.

After all, Li Huan had only re-refined his physical body, but this body had no magic weapon, and even everything he had before the war had been destroyed. At this moment, he could be said to be completely useless, even if it was Wu Wuji's little disciple. There are more babies than him.

Needless to say, Yun Ruoxue, Sun Qingya, and Monica, in the eyes of the three women, it is very normal for Xiang Yang to have many magic weapons. They looked at the white-haired old man with smiles, and when they saw the white-haired old man, he was stunned. When it was over, Sun Qingya and Monica were immediately dissatisfied.

Sun Qingya frowned and said to the white-haired old man, "Old man, as one of the nine Taoists, you must have a lot of magic weapons. Take it out quickly and gamble with Brother Xiang. Don't wait, we are still waiting. I'm going to tell Brother Xiang how much I miss you."

"I... the old Taoist is poor. Apart from a natal sword and a fly whisk, I have no other extra magic weapons."

The white-haired old man looked embarrassed and said in a low voice.

At this moment, he wanted to slap himself. He had nothing to do. Why did he tell Xiang Yang that no matter how many magic weapons Xiang Yang took out, he could take out as many as he wanted? Isn't this looking for death?

Damn it, is this kid really the guy who just physically broke through Da Luo?

A junior who has just made a physical breakthrough to reach the realm of Daluo, and who has only ascended from the lower realm for a few years, can actually take out fifty-five top-quality immortal weapons as bets at once. Who can believe it? Even the white-haired old man wouldn't believe it if the facts weren't right in front of him.

Of course, the magic weapons on the white-haired old man's body were more than just an immortal sword and a whisk. However, after he saw Xiang Yang taking out so many top-quality immortal weapons, even if he had some other magic weapons, he I don’t dare to take it out anymore.

In fact, compared with Xiang Yang's wealth, the magic weapon on this white-haired old man is nothing at all, and it would only be embarrassing if he took it out.

At this time, the old Taoist regretted that all the magic weapons he had collected over the countless years were given to the younger disciples of the Taoist sect. If he had known this, he should have kept more top-quality immortal weapons on his body, so that he would not be slapped in the face by a junior like Xiang Yang. It is conceivable that Xiang Yang will definitely look at him with contempt and call him a pauper.

"well..."

The white-haired old man sighed. As one of the nine great masters of the Taoist sect, he has earth-shattering strength and a high status in the fairy world. Now he has to be slapped in the face like this by a junior, which makes him very helpless.

"Is it possible that our Jiudi Mountain is in conflict with this lineage?"

Then, the white-haired old man sighed, feeling so helpless. The last time Xiang Yang's mother sent Sun Qingya and Monica to Jiudi Mountain, it was okay, because she wanted to ask for help from the nine Taoists on Jiudi Mountain. She was being polite, but that time, after living on Jiudi Mountain for a period of time, she figured out everything about Jiudi Mountain. Later, I don’t know when, those hundred thousand years old flowers on Jiudi Mountain blossomed. , the supreme fairy fruit that bears fruit every 100,000 years has disappeared inexplicably...

But now, knowing that the man in front of him was the son of the man who secretly picked the fruits from his Nine Emperors Mountain, not only was there nothing he could do, but he was slapped hard in the face.

"No, when we have a duel later, I will not be merciful anymore. I must make up for this. No matter what, I can't let this kid continue to be arrogant."

Then, the white-haired old man muttered to himself, making up his mind that he would give Xiang Yang a good lesson when they competed later.

The author Mengqi said: It’s really too late to write. I’ll publish four chapters first, and then write two chapters later. Let’s publish it before twelve o’clock. If you can wait, read it at twelve o’clock. If you can’t wait, everyone. Just go to bed early and watch again tomorrow