Chapter 210 Red-Eyed Golden-Scaled Python

Everyone saw that this weird old man was only half speaking, so they didn't ask any questions at this time. They wanted to hear first what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, and what method he could use to get the best of both worlds.

I saw the white-haired old man taking two steps forward, stroking his beard and saying with a smile, "Pindao, this method is quite simple. There is only one Fire Ganoderma plant, and it is impossible to divide it into hundreds. But if you continue to remain in this stalemate, the final result will be It was the Fire Ganoderma that became the thing in the python's belly..." At this point, he stopped again, stroking his beard and smiling.

Seeing him whining and not finishing his words, someone immediately said, "Of course we know this, but what can you do? Let's take a look."

"Not urgent……"

The white-haired old man was still stroking his beard and smiling, as if he was deliberately delaying time, and said with a smile, "Pindao's method is to suggest that you ignore the fire Ganoderma for the time being, and work together to trap the python in the cave first. As for the fire Ganoderma lucidum, no matter who hands it falls into, that person cannot take it away..."

After hearing him say this, everyone finally understood something. The white-haired old man smiled, with a benevolent look on his face, and continued, "As for who the Fire Lingzhi will ultimately belong to, it will be the one who asks the highest price. As for those who fail to get the Fire Lingzhi, the money paid by that person will be divided." Is this considered fair?"

This time everyone finally understood that under the current situation, this is indeed a good method. In this way, the casualties in the conflict can be reduced. In fact, some people have thought of this method before, but they have been stuck here and failed to say it out. Now that someone has proposed it If you know this method, why not do it? After all, it would do no good to anyone if the stalemate continues like this.

Soon, the crowd began to discuss. The white-haired old man still smiled and put the fly whisk on his shoulders. After everyone gradually calmed down, he said, "How about this, I will come to bear witness for you." ?”

At this time, everyone looked at him again, and a middle-aged man asked, "I wonder what your name is, sir?"

The white-haired old man waved his hand and smiled and said, "I don't dare to honor my name. In the past, a Taoist friend gave me the word 'Yunmiao'.

"Yun Miao..."

Everyone looked confused. At this moment, a young man in white suddenly said in shock, "Ah! Old sir, could it be that you are Master Yunmiao from Yunmiao Cave?"

"Oh?" The white-haired old man was still smiling. He looked at him and said with a friendly smile, "Have you ever met this little friend?"

"No no……"

The young man in white clothes kept waving his hands, with an excited look on his face, and said hurriedly, "I once heard my grandfather talk about the Master's grace at home. I didn't expect that today in this mortal world, I would be able to see the Master's true face... "

Upon hearing this, everyone was even more confused. Who is Master Yunmiao from Yunmiao Cave? I had never heard of it, but not long after, I heard someone laughing and saying, "It turns out to be Master Yun Miao, disrespectful!"

"Haha, it turns out to be Master Yun Miao, whom I have admired for a long time..."

For a time, more and more people followed him, and the white-haired old man who originally looked strange, now looked a bit immortal, as if he was a god who came down that day.

In fact, people here have never heard of Master Yunmiao at all, but they think that Master Yunmiao must be an extraordinary and extraordinary person, so at this moment, everyone who meets them "recognizes" this extraordinary person. Then how can you not "know" yourself? Wouldn't it be embarrassing to tell it? So he followed suit.

"Fellow Taoists, you're welcome, you're welcome..."

The white-haired old man waved his hands and smiled and said, "I am traveling around the world and happened to pass by this place. I saw a strange phenomenon in the sky suddenly, so I came to take a look. It turned out that the thousand-year-old fire Ganoderma lucidum appeared in the world. The python in the cave has been waiting for the Ganoderma lucidum for thousands of years. Everything has its own spirit. I hope you fellow Taoists will take the Ganoderma lucidum later and don’t harm this snake’s life.”

I saw him standing not far away, holding a fly whisk in his hand, looking like a true god from the sky. At this time, everyone heard him say the words "Everything has its spirit", and they recognized him even more in their hearts. It's that worldly expert.

A middle-aged man in red said with a smile, "What the senior said is absolutely true. Later we will only take the Ganoderma lucidum without harming the snake's life."

But at this moment, in the distance, Xiao Chen was hiding behind the rock, and couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart, thinking that Weiyang was an ancient spirit, what kind of Master Yunmiao was he? It was obvious that she had disguised herself as this old Taoist. This time it was better, she had deceived these people with just a few words.

The "Master Yunmiao" was naturally disguised by Hua Weiyang. At this moment, she was standing behind the crowd and felt funny in her heart. These people were simply easier to deceive than the people in the North Immortal Region last time. It seemed that they were also fooled by this guy. Fire Ganoderma went to his head.

"Shashasha——"

At this moment, there was a sudden movement in the cave below. It seemed that the giant python felt the hostility from above the valley, and suddenly stretched out its head, but its red eyes seemed to be hiding flames, and the other end was even more... It was bigger than a millstone, causing some people with lower cultivation levels to subconsciously step back.

"Don't panic. This beast has only been practicing for a thousand years and has not yet transformed into a spirit. With our combined efforts, it will not be difficult to deal with him."

An old man in purple clothes was the first to use the flying sword, and the others followed suit and used their own flying swords. The python below was even more agitated. Suddenly, half of it jumped out, and it was twenty or thirty feet long. , He was hesitating about the snake in his mouth, which frightened some young disciples and kept retreating back.

But the python did not completely spring out to attack the people in the valley above. It just stood guard at the entrance of the cave and prohibited anyone from coming down to light the Ganoderma lucidum.

The people above looked at each other, and suddenly, someone took the lead in raising the flying sword to attack the snake. Seeing this, the others also flew the flying swords to cut it.

However, the indestructible flying swords could not cause any damage to the snake's scales. Instead, the flying swords were like stubborn iron at this moment and were directly shaken back by the giant python.

"This snake is so powerful..."

Seeing that the flying swords could not cause any damage, more than a dozen old men suddenly chanted the spell again, and purple thunders fell immediately. After fighting for half an incense stick of time, the giant python seemed to be finally enraged. It rushed out of the cave all at once. It was forty or fifty feet long and covered with a layer of red scales.

The giant python swept its tail horizontally, and the magma rolled immediately, and the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked. More than a dozen people with lower cultivation had no time to dodge. They were swept by the huge snake tail and immediately vomited blood and flew backwards. This time, I am afraid that even their bones were broken.

"Quick!"

A dozen other old men quickly raised their magic weapons to attack the giant python, while the rest attacked with flying swords from a distance. After fighting for half an incense stick of time, the whole valley was shaking.

Although the giant python was powerful, it was not as good as the cultivators in the human world. It could not use magic or any moves. Under the fierce attacks of the crowd, it was finally covered with wounds and the scales on its body began to fall off.

"This beast is dying, keep attacking!"

Someone shouted, and dozens of flying swords with dazzling golden light slashed over again. However, this time, they were repelled by the giant python. The red scales on the giant python's body kept falling off, but a layer of golden scales appeared inside.

"This... this is!"

Many people were shocked. This was the red-eyed golden-scaled python that could transform into a dragon in the ancient legend!

Behind the rocks in the distance, Xiao Chen was also watching quietly, but at this moment, he suddenly sensed a trace of mysterious breath, faintly coming from afar.

That trace of breath flashed away, Xiao Chen's expression condensed, and he immediately looked into the distance, only to see the clouds were red, like the sunset, but he could no longer feel that trace of breath.

Could it be... an illusion?

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(There are a lot of things at home during this period, so I will take a day off tomorrow. I have updated less recently, and Gu Yi will make up for it later. Please forgive me!)