I, the Great Emperor Fengdu, are you trying to trick me into playing with strange rules?

The two brothers were very satisfied, and they were as happy as they were holding their baby.

The white-bearded old man's gaze never left, staring at the two brothers' hair.

"It's not an old man, what are you doing?" said

the burly man.

This hot day really gave him goosebumps.

I don't know that I think it's his own son!"

"Little brother, the old man has something to discuss with you. The

white-bearded old man was not annoyed, and said with a smile.

"What for. The

burly man vaguely felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly guarded the book in his arms.

"It's okay, it's just that I can exchange a lot of treasures with you for the book in your hand, what do you think?"

said the white-bearded old man with a smile, stroking his beard as if he was winning.

He can't grab it directly, though.

But it can be exchanged!

Hua Wujue glanced at it, and really didn't say anything.

If it's voluntary, there's nothing to interfere with.

It can only show that these two brothers can't keep his chance.

But there was one thing that made him slightly curious in his heart, and he looked at the old man several times in a row.

A book to practice qigong.

This kind of rotten street thing, how could this old man in front of him be so earnest?

Hua Wujue thought about it slightly, and began to think about whether there was anything special about this qigong practice.

Thoughts go back thousands of years.

In addition to practicing this Qigong method, three wisps of strange gas will slowly grow in the body, blending with the aura, and it seems to be no different.

He had seen more strange exercises.

This kind of enhancement of the quality of aura can only be said to be not worth mentioning.

"No, don't change!" the

burly man was neat.

"What?!" the

white-bearded old man's beard was bald.

I was going to exchange the treasure with him, but he didn't agree

?" "Old man, what good things can you have?" "

This is our brother's chance, don't try to deceive us!" The

burly man seemed to have exposed the deception of the white-bearded old man, and was smiling proudly.

The white-bearded old man's angry eyes rolled out.

"Tyrannical things!" he

lamented in his heart.

Such a strong exercise, it was actually given to two mortal boys who didn't know anything

, even if they were given to them, they wouldn't be able to find out the magic in it!"

"Little brother, I believe you must have gotten some misunderstanding, don't rush to give an answer yet, look at my big baby."

After the white-bearded old man finished speaking, he didn't give them a chance to refuse, and directly took out a big knife in his hand.

The broadsword has seven holes in it, strung with seven gold rings of strange material.

"See this broadsword?" asked

the white-bearded old man.

"See,"

the burly man and the lean man nodded stunned.

"Do you know what he can do?" said

the white-bearded old man's eyes.

"I don't know. The

two brothers replied.

They were also immersed in the fact that the white-bearded old man was actually a great warrior who could summon items at will.

"It can open a mountain!"

the white-bearded old man said passionately

! Then he waved the big knife in his hand, and a hideous cyan knife qi was visible to the naked eye, which quickly expanded, smashing a big mountain in front of him like a devastating

one! The rumbling sound was like a divine punishment from heaven.

The sound of mountains crumbling and falling stones was long.

A towering mountain was cut down to the ground...

The two brothers' eyes widened, and their jaws almost dropped.

The ???

mountain is gone!!,

"How about it, the old man didn't lie

to you, right?" The white-bearded old man stroked his beard with a smile: "I see that you like to use knives, and I specially use this golden knife to exchange with you."

The boy rolled his eyes, as if he was very disdainful of the old man's first stroke.

Because this golden knife is just a divine weapon relative to the people of the world.

If you want to compare the practice of qigong that is unconscious.

There is almost no comparison at all.

It's equivalent to exchanging a candy for a mountain of gold.

It's just a trick to deceive children.

"Hehe, if you're willing to trade with me, I'll be able to meet any of your requests. The

white-bearded old man seemed to know that he was wrong, and stroked his beard with a smile.

The lean man subconsciously looked at the burly man, his eyes were inquiring.

He didn't open his mouth.

Whenever he encounters this kind of moment that requires a decision, he will not speak, and it is all up to the eldest brother to decide.

The burly man couldn't listen to any words at all at this moment

, the sound of the wind, the sound of birds, the sound of falling rocks.

Time freezes in this moment.

He was originally from a blacksmith family, and he looked at the golden wrong knife with fascination.

For several generations, the ancestors all wanted to create a magic weapon that could open mountains and crack stones.

But the ending can only be limited by ordinary blades.

Now, the divine soldier has appeared, although he didn't fight, but this... But it can still be the end of the wish of generations.

The burly man knew it well.

His own craftsmanship is not as good as that of his father and grandfather.

If you want to fight a divine soldier, you can dream of it.

And now such a divine soldier who can realize his dreams is lying naked in front of him, and he only needs tentacles to touch it.

The burly man felt that his throat was a little dry, and he couldn't speak.

He had seen the power of the divine soldiers.

With just one sword, the mountain that straddled in front of mortals collapsed like a crumble in an instant.

What else is there to hesitate about?

The burly man took a deep breath and continued to adjust his breathing before finally calming himself down.

Then I saw that his expression was calm.

looked at the smiling white-bearded old man, and then said

, "I'm sorry, I can't exchange with you." "

No matter how good the divine soldier is...

But he still wants to fulfill the wishes of his ancestors with his own hands.

The white-bearded old man was stupid all of a sudden, and said with a little anxious eyes: "You kid, you don't want good things in front of you, are you stupid?"

He really didn't expect that he would be rejected by this guy with such tempting conditions.

Isn't this horse rider funny?

The burly man was also a little unhappy: "Old man, what are you yelling at, I can change it if I want to, and if I don't want to change it, I won't change it, is it possible that you are still ready to force it?"

The thin man wiped the sweat on his forehead with some embarrassment,

and he wanted to remind his eldest brother that this old man was not an ordinary old man, but also a great martial artist.

Talk to him like this....

In case of revenge, it will be uncomfortable...

However, the lean short man's Adam's apple rolled a little, and finally he didn't speak helplessly.

Meng Xiaoying was also interested: "Wow, old man, your knife looks very powerful, otherwise you can give it to me." The

white-bearded old man glanced at her: "Don't give it." "

It's very neat, and there is no room for negotiation at all.

Meng Xiaoying exhaled angrily: "Cut, I don't want it yet." But

there was still a touch of gloom in the depths of his eyes.

Hua Wujue thought about it, and suddenly took out a long sword, the sword was more than six feet long, like a swimming fish, smart and vigorous, like a plum blossom, arrogant and unfolding.

"This is Yuanhong, as a gift for you.

Meng Xiaoying's eyes lit up, she took the sword, she couldn't put it down, and looked at the white-bearded old man proudly.

Old Man Whitebeard: ....