Cultivation of the strongest Internet bar system

"Old beggar?!"

"Fuck your mother! I'm a monk!"

The old monk also widened his eyes, jumped up from the ground, pointed at Li Nanbei and shouted.

Li Nanbei squinted his eyes, then walked over with a smile on his face, and said cheerfully, "It's been a long time to meet again, and I'm so sorry to prepare a gift for me."

As he spoke, one hand began to untie the dragon's body coiled around the old monk's waist.

Although it looks like a little snake now, under the systematic inspection, it can still be seen very clearly.

In his previous life, Li Nanbei was an out-and-out Chinese native, and he still had such a special feeling for dragons.

The old monk was not surprised, and said in the same way: "Young man, you are also very knowledgeable about the world."

His hand also touched Li Nanbei's pocket.
The elders of Huayang Tianzong and the members of Yiqi Daomeng were dumbfounded.

What is the origin of this old beggar? He looks dirty and ragged, but he is so familiar with Senior Li?
"Damn! Stop it, kid! Why is your pocket cleaner than your face?!"

The old monk found that Li Nanbei didn't have any treasures here, fearing that he would suffer a disadvantage, he hurriedly backed away clutching the shrunken body of the dragon around his waist, and said in dissatisfaction: "You young man is not authentic, why are you still stealing the old monk's belt?"

Everyone present: "."

Li Nanbei shrugged, not too dirty, he pulled the old monk to sit down, took out something from his arms, and asked, "It's just right, I just wanted to ask you something."

The old monk shrank his eyes, looked at Li Nanbei in disbelief, and said in shock: "Why didn't you use the soul-suppressing order?!"

He already knew about the change of the soul-suppression order before, and the soul-suppression order itself was used to suppress the ancient creatures in the bronze gate.

Otherwise, it will be very difficult for the strong in this world to resist the power of the immemorial clan that is about to break out, and the world will be in chaos.

Logically speaking, this Soul Requiem Token should be consumed!

The old monk was so shocked that he couldn't speak, he murmured for a while, and looked at Li Nanbei carefully for a while, but he was still as incomprehensible as when he first saw him.

Li Nanbei said: "Soul-suppressing order? Why do you use it?"

For Li Nanbei, this thing is simply a small radar for catching NPCs!
The closer you get to the small world where the bronze door is hidden, the more powerful the soul-suppressing order will be. With it, it is much easier to catch NPCs!

The old monk didn't reply, instead he patted his butt and got up, looked at the teleportation array, and asked, "Boy, why did you come to Zhongzhou?"

Seeing that the old guy didn't answer, Li Nanbei just took back the soul-suppressing order and said, "What else can you do? Come here to expand your business."

The old monk was stunned for a moment, then reacted for a while: "Expand business? Oh oh! Are you coming to Zhongzhou to open a store?!"

The old monk wondered, what kind of store is this opening, and can it expand the business from Dongzhou to Zhongzhou?

The two states are hundreds of millions of miles apart, so opening a shop would be a big deal!

"Uh, two seniors, let's"

The group of people behind who originally wanted to take Li Nanbei to settle in Luoxianyu was very strange at this moment. Seeing that Senior Li was so familiar with this old beggar, then this old beggar should not be a simple person.

Huangfu Tianhua was about to ask the two of them to take a seat at the Luoxianyu dojo of Yiqi Daomeng, when suddenly he seemed to remember something, and his expression changed.

The face in front of him gradually overlapped with some vague impressions in his memory.

He remembered that thousands of years ago, when he was a young monk of Yiqi Dao League, he seemed to have seen this old beggar when he passed the ancient teleportation formation here in Luoxianyu!
Everyone present, except for the mysterious "Senior Li", should be his oldest.

But this face has a magical power, after seeing it, it will be subconsciously forgotten in the mind!
This strange power made Huangfu Tianhua break out in a cold sweat.

It wasn't until this time that they faced each other again that he remembered the familiar figure he had seen thousands of years ago.

I have stepped from a monk at the bottom of the Dao League to the power center of the Dao League step by step, and even become the timing controller of the Yiqi Dao League, and my cultivation has reached the quasi-emperor realm.

And the old beggar couldn't see any change.

Huangfu Tianhua's expression froze, time passed, but he still couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation in the old beggar, as if such a person didn't exist in this world.

The old monk seemed to sense it, and grinned at him, showing a row of big yellow teeth.

Huangfu Tianhua didn't dare to listen to the conversation of these two seniors anymore, he knew that in front of such existences, the quasi-emperor was far from enough to see!

"Boy, you said it last time, you will invite me to eat when we meet again!"

Li Nanbei pursed his lips, and threw a pack of stinky tofu from his backpack: "No, here you are, this stuff is more in line with your image and temperament."

The old monk looked at the strange packaging, tore a small opening, and his expression changed immediately!
Li Nanbei was waiting to see a good show, but the old monk murmured in shock: "Stinky tofu is actually stinky tofu!"

Li Nanbei's complexion changed, and a figure appeared in front of him, glaring at him and saying, "What did you say?! How do you know stinky tofu?!"

However, the old monk seemed to have suddenly crashed, holding the bag of stinky tofu and muttering constantly: "Why is there stinky tofu? Why is there stinky tofu?"

Li Nanbei was in a hurry, and planned to hit the old monk's forehead to wake him up.

The old monk suddenly dodged backwards, dodging Li Nanbei's ruins, his head collapsed, he glanced at Li Nanbei quietly, and said in his mouth: "Who are you? Who are you?"

Li Nanbei frowned. He didn't expect the old monk to know that it was stinky tofu, and he kept repeating his previous words as if his computer had crashed.

At this moment, Li Nanbei frowned and asked, "Old beggar, how do you know about stinky tofu? Who are you?"

The old beggar asked himself: "Who am I? I am Xie Bi'an? No. I am Fan Wujiu."

Li Nanbei's heart set off a huge wave. Aren't these two names the names of black and white impermanence? !

Now Li Nanbei frowned, feeling more and more numb.

"Come with me." The confusion on the old monk's face suddenly dissipated, he grabbed Li Nanbei's arm, and disappeared here like a space warp.

The old monk didn't have any malice, he just grabbed Li Nanbei to transfer space, so the system did not trigger the thunder penalty.

The two appeared together in a ruined place, which seemed to have experienced a tragic battle.

There are ruins everywhere, the ground has been reduced to scorched earth, without a trace of life and living things.

However, here, there is the familiar Guiyan Temple.

Li Nanbei frowned, stared at the old monk, and said, "If I'm not wrong, you shouldn't be alive, right?"

The old monk looked at Li Nanbei, saluted solemnly for the first time and said, "As the benefactor said, but the benefactor will soon cease to be a human being."

Hearing the words, Li Nanbei looked at his body, and saw that Li Nanbei was now like a projection, as if it was unreal, as if it might disappear at any time.