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Chapter 105 Smelly Shameless (N exclamation points)

"The name of this wine is Long Yanxiang!"

The old beggar patted his face. Although it was a little greasy, the old beggar didn't care at all. There was a somewhat complacent expression on his face.

"Oh?" Ximu raised his eyebrows, reaching out to fetch Long Yanxiang.

But when he reached halfway out, the Holy Lord slapped him back.

"Children are not allowed to drink"

Ximu: "???"

Then, the Holy Master put the wine bottle under his nose and sniffed it carefully.

Hmm...good wine.

It's a pity that this devil doesn't drink.

"Since it's called Long Yanxiang, does it have something to do with dragons?"

"En!" The old beggar nodded: "This wine is brewed by a real dragon!"

"Oh? A real dragon?" Ximu subconsciously looked at the Holy Master next to him.

But the Holy Master's eyes didn't change at all, very plain.

He is also a dragon, his blood is pure enough to be recognized by the world, and even the history books of the years acquiesce that he is the only true dragon.

But... for Holy Master, if he had to talk about race, he would prefer to be a demon rather than a dragon.

"Hmm... let's not talk about the wine, come! Fellow Taoists, let's see the big treasure!" The old beggar laughed.

He patted a sword bag hanging on his waist.

As the old beggar patted, it seemed that the items stored inside were awakened.

Zheng~
A faint sword cry immediately rang through the entire private room.

Then, a blue fairy sword full of spirituality floated out of it. Although the sword had no eyes, everyone present clearly felt a sense of gaze that was hard to hide.

"Spiritual charm of green vines, hidden sharpness" Xi Mu looked at the eight large characters on the scabbard and read out involuntarily.

"Good word" Jigong also narrowed his eyes slightly.

'Good and charming words'

The Holy Master's eyes lit up, he stood up slowly and waved his hand lightly, and the sword fell into his hands.

After feeling a thing or two, he let go of his hands in disappointment.

And the green vine sword also returned to the old beggar's side very quickly, and the blade was still trembling slightly upon careful inspection.

"The sword is good... It's a pity that there is a master, otherwise, this sword will give birth to vitality, and it belongs to wood, so it can help my heart to some extent."

"This sword ranks among the top three among my favorite fairy swords"

The Holy Master said slowly.

"Just the top three?" The old beggar asked in disbelief.

This is Ji Yuan's sword.

"Only the top three." As the Holy Master spoke, that shocking sword seemed to flash across his eyes.

"Lu Dongbin...

……

At this moment, deep in the parliamentary space.

In the chaos and nothingness, a pagoda flickered.

At the top of the pagoda, there is a 99-story extreme tower.

Here, the gossip and Liuhe are the game, the sun, the moon and the stars are the formation, and it is faintly seen that the phantoms of the eight demons are sitting firmly in the position of the gossip.

At the eye of the center of the formation, there was a figure in white sitting firmly in it. Unlike the first time he saw the Holy Master, Lu Dongbin now had black hair all over his head.

There is no sense of illusion in the whole body, sitting firmly on the futon, closing the eyes to absorb the purple energy of the rising sun.

There is a light red sword case behind him, and the sunrise scene faintly appears on the sword case.

There is a sword hidden in the sword box, the sword body is red and glowing faintly at this moment.

It seems that there is a real sun world hidden in the sword, faintly exuding a terrifying coercion.

"Whoo~"

Lu Dongbin suddenly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and a cinnabar inscription appeared between his eyebrows, as if it had been carved by heaven's own hands.

Lu Dongbin opened his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, the Pure Yang Immortal Sword instantly appeared in his palm. Then he stood up at a speed that ordinary people could not understand, holding the sword in both hands.

The Chunyang swordsmanship was danced out.

When dancing swords, he is undoubtedly the same as ordinary people, even worse than some martial arts masters, like a child holding a sword, like a child playing around.

One sword and one style, sometimes it is as small as a spark, as if it will disappear when it appears, and sometimes it is like a real fire of the sun, turning the ninth floor of No.90 into a sea of ​​flames in just a short moment.

Chaos doesn't count the time, I don't know how long it has passed, the figure of Lu Dongbin dancing the sword gradually slowed down.

"The Taoist thanked you"

After a while, Lu Dongbin stood with his sword in his hand and bowed towards the top of the tower.

When Lu Dongbin was saluting, a golden ball of light above the top of the tower shook his round body for a while, and then he burrowed into the wall of the training tower.

And Lu Dongbin slightly let go, and the Chunyang sword got into the sword box as if it had a spirituality.

"Unexpectedly, this training tower was merged with the original scroll of the world, and a weapon spirit was born."

Fang Luo suddenly appeared beside Lu Dongbin and said.

"Haha, things in this world are beyond words! Lu Dongbin has met a fellow Taoist!"

Lu Dongbin laughed.

Fang Luo froze for a moment, seeing Lu Dongbin's almost handsome face, he couldn't help but froze for two seconds.

'What the fuck?Only Yang Jian can compare with him, right? '

"What are you looking at, fellow Taoist?"

Lu Dongbin was a little puzzled.

"I didn't see anything, Lu Daoyou should stabilize the realm here."

Fang Luo rubbed his temples, waved his hand, and two futons appeared under him, and then motioned for Lu Dongbin to sit down.

"Fellow Daoist, have you seen it?"

Lu Dongbin asked after sitting down.

"Don't fellow daoists think I can't see it?"

"Haha, yes!"

Lu Dongbin was stunned for a moment, and finally burst out laughing.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you congratulate me?"

Fang Luo raised his eyebrows: "Ah~ Congratulations!"

Lu Dongbin: "...As expected, this is perfunctory"

But afterward, Lu Dongbin still smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, aren't you going to send me out to practice for a while?"

"There will be a chance! Next time for sure!" Fang Luo waved his hand and conjured up a table of desserts and sweet dates.

"But... Fellow Daoist Lu, this breakthrough is truly not limited by lifespan, not subject to the discipline of the underworld, and free from the suffering of reincarnation"

"Especially when the power in your body begins to change."

Lu Dongbin was bitter when he heard the words, as if he was a little troubled.

"Fellow Daoist doesn't know something, I didn't think so well."

"The root in me is mana! But this mana is magic"

"So I thought..."

Before Lu Dongbin could talk about playing, Fang Luo interrupted him, nodded and said, "Wait a minute first."

"I have a hunch that it won't be long before a fairy world that suits you very well will open."

"Young Daoist Lu, I leave this table of melon and fruit snacks to you." Fang Luo swallowed a mouthful of sweet dates, his figure began to appear unreal, and then disappeared before Lu Dongbin's eyes.

Only Lu Dongbin, who was sitting in front of the case and exuding a hint of excitement, was left behind.

At this moment, Fang Luo had already appeared outside the trial tower.

"Ah~ It's just that the world doesn't seem to allow perfection to appear."

"Even Manifest Chess players have their eyes removed"

"It's a pity... I can't open this world now, I just hope that the next time I draw members, I will have better luck."

"After all, I am the Emperor of Europe!"

System: "You fart!"

Fang Luo rolled his eyes, ignoring the system's swear words.

"Hey, daughter-in-law, tell me..." Before he could say anything, Fang Luo realized that his mouth was sloppy, and the next moment he slapped himself hard.

system:"……?"

"shameless!!!"

(End of this chapter)