I signed up for ten thousand years and was exposed by a beautiful apprentice

Goo, goo, goo!

Holding up the wine gourd, and taking a few big gulps of wine in a row, Gu Changsheng wiped his mouth, his eyes were lazy, and he walked towards the crowd with unsteady steps.

"Excuse me, is it Gu Changsheng, the Immortal of Wine and Sword—Senior Gu?"

The burly old man cupped his fists and asked very respectfully.

"Huh?" Gu Changsheng raised his eyebrows, and asked calmly, "You juniors, you have seen something, but there is still someone who recognizes this old man?"

"Senior's daimyo was famous in the entire Chitian Dynasty as early as 8 years ago, how could we juniors not know?"

The burly old man rubbed his hands together and smiled sarcastically, with a burning look in his eyes.

This old man from 8 years ago, now standing in front of him alive, made him even more confident in Lingyuan Guihe.

"Ha ha……"

Gu Changsheng laughed loudly, with a heroic imposing manner, the straight sword intent on his body soared to the sky, he strode forward, and went straight to the distance, ignoring the juniors in front of him.

The eyes of many monks were shining, and they swallowed with difficulty.

"I lived for 8 years, this, it's really incredible..."

Looking at the Jiujianxian who had already left, an old man in gray muttered to himself.

"We can, too."

Another old man in the crowd gritted his teeth and said impatiently.

"Among you people, is there a Tuoba family?"

An old voice rumbled from afar.

A hale and hearty old man in black walked over quickly from a distance with a strong aura.

Tuoba family?

Everyone froze for a moment, but didn't react for a while.

"Senior, could it be that the Tuoba family you mentioned is the one from the demon clan..."

A monster monk said tremblingly.

Before he finished speaking, the old man in black stepped forward, stood in front of him, and said loudly: "Yes, it's that Tuoba family, is anyone here?"

"no!"

The monster monk shook his head quickly.

"Oh, I didn't come. It seems that my second brother is no longer in this world..."

The black-haired old man shook his head, with a look of frustration on his face, he turned and left.

The burly old man turned around, looked at the monster monk and asked, "The Tuoba family you are talking about is the mysterious ghost-faced vine family in the Chixi Great Lake in the Chitian Dynasty?"

"Exactly!"

The monster cultivator regained his strength, looked at the back of the old man in black, and said frantically: "If my guess is right, this old man in black should also be 8 years ago. One of the ancestors, he was a strong man in the Eternal Realm back then!"

hiss!

The monks around all gasped.

Another figure from 8 years ago.

Now it appears alive before my eyes again!

This……

It strongly impacted the spiritual world of everyone!

"Responsive to requests, it seems that this Lingyuan Ghost River really lives up to its reputation!"

The burly old man said excitedly.

A monk's eyes flashed, as if he had discovered some new continent, and suddenly shouted excitedly: "Look, everyone, the white-haired old man sitting in the teahouse drinking tea seems to be the queen of Huangjizong 8 years ago." Shang Patriarch..."

Everyone quickly looked at the teahouse.

In the crowd, an old man from the Yaozu opened his eyes wide and exclaimed: "Yes, it should be him! And the old man in colorful clothes opposite him was also a member of the Seven-Colored Deer Clan in my Yaozu 8 years ago. An ancient and eternal realm powerhouse!"

"Look quickly! There is also one here, from the Red Fire Sect 8 years ago..."

"I also have..."

"..."

Many monks chattered and recognized many ancient figures from 8 years ago on the street.

"It seems that the Lingyuan Ghost River opened 8 years ago, and all those who entered here and did not return live in the City of Elysium!"

The old man in civilian clothes muttered to himself, his expression extremely excited and excited.

"That's right! The Blood God Cult didn't lie, and Lingyuan Guihecheng didn't lie to me!"

Another Yaozu strongman laughed loudly.

"Ha ha!"

Everyone's mood was agitated, and they couldn't help laughing.

Inside the teahouse.

The Patriarch of Huangjizong couldn't help frowning when he heard everyone's laughter, and then relaxed his eyebrows and eyes again.

With a slight shake, he disappeared into the teahouse.

"I said you juniors are really too happy! In the past 8 years, the Lingyuan Ghost River has been opened twice, and you have caught up with it!"

The Patriarch of Huangjizong stood in front of the crowd, with his hands behind his back, and said calmly.

The gray-clothed old man stood in front, rubbed his hands, and said with an embarrassed smile: "What senior said is very true, the luck I have waited for is really great!"

"City of Ultimate Bliss, whatever you ask for!"

The Patriarch of Huangji Sect smiled lightly.

Suddenly he stretched out his hand to grab it, and a circle of ripples appeared in the void. He reached in and grabbed a sword out the next moment.

This sword exudes an unimaginable terrifying aura, and its high quality is shocking.

"This is... god level?"

The burly old man recognized it for a few seconds, then his pupils shrank and he was shocked.

Grabbing it casually, he grabbed a god-level sword.

What's happening here?

The other cultivators of the two tribes of monsters were also a little confused when they saw this scene.

What are these circles of ripples?

The wine gourd that the wine sword fairy Gu Changsheng had thrown away before disappeared into the ripples; later, he grabbed it from the air and grabbed another wine gourd from the ripples.

The patriarch of Huangjizong looked at the burly old man in front of him, smiled, and said softly: "I just think you are pleasing to the eye, this sword is for you!"

whoosh...

The divine sword in his hand was thrown over with a slight toss.

The burly old man was startled immediately, and took it in a hurry.

A god-level sword, just given to yourself?

This patriarch of the Emperor Sect is too generous, isn't he?

You must know that the entire Chitian Dynasty does not have a god-level sword!

The other monks did not get the god-level sword, and their eyes were a little strange, staring at the burly old man with burning eyes.

"Are you envious?"

The ancestor of Huangjizong looked at everyone calmly, put his hands behind his back, and said with a casual smile.

Many monks were speechless.

At this moment, no one dared to admit it easily.

after all.

If you rashly admit envy, you will appear to be a little ignorant, and will make this senior look down on you.

"I envy!"

A middle-aged man from the monster tribe held back for a long time, his face turned red, and finally said these three words.

"As expected of a monster clan, you have a real temperament!"

The ancestor of Huangjizong laughed, stretched out his hand like lightning, and grabbed the void again.

A circle of ripples appeared.

When his hand retracted from the ripples, there was another god-level sword in his hand.

"then!"

The ancestor of Huangjizong shouted loudly, and threw the god-level sword in his hand towards the big man of the monster clan.

"Senior, did you give me this sword?"

The monster man also hurriedly took the god-level sword, widened his eyes, and said in disbelief.

"I'm in a happy mood today, and I'm giving it to you..."

The Patriarch of Huangjizong laughed.

"Senior, I'm also envious..."

"I envy……"

"..."

At this time, many monks scrambled to speak one by one.

turn out to be--

Obtaining the god-level sword is as simple as that, you only need to admit the little selfish desire in your heart.

"It's too late now, the opportunity was just given to you, haha..."

The Patriarch of Huangji Sect laughed loudly, then disappeared with a sway of his body.

The monks on the street stamped their feet and beat their chests, regretting endlessly.

behind the crowd.

Mu Qing also stared wide-eyed, and muttered to herself: "It's a god-level sword, it's really unbelievable!"

"Don't be blinded by a single leaf."

Ye Yun smiled lightly, stretched out two fingers, and tapped on Mu Qing's eyelids like lightning.