The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Young man, what's wrong? Choose! You don't like all of them, do you?"

The old man shouted carelessly.

"I dare to ask, senior, who is the master?"

Tang Hao cupped his hands and saluted.

"Hey! You choose between those who are superior and those who are inferior to others!" The old man muttered.

Seeing that he had no intention of answering, Tang Hao did not continue to ask. He read the techniques again, considered them carefully, and took out one of them.

"Huh? "Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl Sutra"?"

When the old man saw it, he was startled and said, "You are a grown man, why did you choose this broken man?"

Yun Qingzi and Fuyunzi also looked surprised.

Then, the old man seemed to have thought of something and showed a look of astonishment.

"Not bad! Not bad!" He didn't say much, just praised.

"Now that you have chosen, I will take back the remaining techniques! One person can only choose one. This has always been my principle!"

The old man said, taking back the remaining skills.

But then, he changed the topic again and said: "However, you and I have an unusual fate, so today I will reluctantly make an exception and give you a book of exercises as a friendly gift!"

"Oh really?"

Tang Hao's face was filled with joy. These were ancient top-notch techniques, so it would be good to have more of them.

"Of course, this skill is amazing! It is astonishing throughout the ages and is unparalleled in the world! It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the best in the world. The person who created this skill is simply the best genius in all ages!"

The old man boasted.

"Oh?" Tang Hao was shocked, and he also showed a bit of anticipation, "What is this technique called, and who created it?"

"me!"

The old man pointed at himself and said.

"you?"

Tang Hao was stunned immediately.

Looking at him with some astonishment.

"You brat, what's your look! Do you look down on me? Do you still want this technique?" the old man muttered.

"Yes! Of course!"

Tang Hao nodded and said, he was really curious about how powerful this created technique was.

"This skill is not with me now. You have to get it yourself..." As he said, the old man leaned over and whispered a few words in Tang Hao's ear, "That skill is in the lower world, among the immortals." The place of death!”

Hearing this, Tang Hao was shocked again.

Nether?

This senior is indeed from the lower world just like him.

So is he one of the Nine Kings, or does he have another identity? What does he mean by fate?

For a time, many questions popped up in Tang Hao's mind.

Then, he thought for a moment and remembered the place where the immortal fell. He still remembered this place as the place where he got Yi's arrow.

Why is this created skill in such a place?

"Do you remember it?" the old man said, "You must get that skill, because that skill is suitable for your current practice. Whether you can succeed in it depends on your own ability. "

Tang Hao was a little confused after hearing this, and just as he was about to ask more questions, he saw the old man's expression suddenly changed, as if he had sensed something, and he turned around and glanced at the sky behind him.

After turning him around, he said: "They are here, and it's time for me to leave! Young man, it is your fate that we meet today. I hope we will have a chance to meet again in the future."

"who are they?"

The old man shook his head and said: "Your cultivation level is still low now, so it's better not to know some things! Knowing too much will not do you any good!"

After saying that, he leaned over and whispered: "Tianpeng Mountain, you must go in. There are some drops of blood in there. You must grab them. This will be very useful for you to practice that skill. There are a few drops of blood in there." There are many treasures, besides blood, there is also a halberd, if you can grab it, that would be the best!"

"How do you know?"

Tang Hao blurted out, a little shocked.

"Of course I know! Also, remember, you must be careful of people with double eyes and people with nine-color blood in the future!"

"Don't ask too much, just remember! Okay, I'm leaving. See you again if we are destined!"

"By the way, my name is Dao Qi!"

After saying that, the old man's figure flickered and disappeared out of thin air.

"Those with double eyes? Nine colors of blood? What do you mean?"

"And... Dao Qi? That's not right! Among the Nine Kings, there is no one like this! He is not one of the Nine Kings! But who is he? And how do you know what treasures there are in Tianpeng Mountain?"

Tang Hao stood there with a dazed look on his face.

At this moment, his mind was filled with countless questions.

"Who...are they?"

Tang Hao raised his head and looked at the sky.

There were large ships all over there, and the cultivators couldn't see anything unusual at all.

"Huh? Where are the people?"

Behind him, Fuyunzi exclaimed.

"It seems that this is an unparalleled master! A true power!" Yun Qingzi sighed, "It's because of my poor eyesight that I didn't notice it!"

"Yes! This one is not simple!"

Tang Hao also sighed.

This senior named Dao Qi is really mysterious. There are too many mysteries about him.

"Dao Qi...why does this name sound familiar?"

When Tang Hao thought about it, he actually felt that the name was a bit strange, and he seemed to know it before.

"That's right, Dao Jiu!"

He thought hard for a while, and finally remembered why he had a similar feeling of déjà vu, because he had once met a man named Dao Jiu, who was the number one evildoer in the Ninth Continent of Qiyuan.

That was what he encountered when he came to Qiyuan just after leaving the earth.

If you do the math, that was all thirty or forty years ago.

"Dao Qi, Dao Jiu...these two names are a bit similar. Is there any connection?"

Tang Hao thought about it, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with any clue.

"The Land of Immortal Fall? It seems that I have to go back to the lower realm again!" Tang Hao murmured, "But there is no rush. It won't be too late to go after Tianpeng Mountain. If it is true as he said, there are a few drops in it. Blood, it must be King Peng’s blood essence, and you must grab it.”

The supreme level Dapeng essence and blood is a supreme divine thing!

How could Tang Hao miss such a treasure?

Even if it wasn't for the purpose of practicing his skills, he would still try his best to get it.

He glanced in the direction of Tianpeng Mountain, then looked back and looked at the skill book in his hand.

"Jiutian Xuannv Sutra"

Of course, this was not what he wanted to cultivate himself. He wanted this book only for Xing Tong. Xing Tong’s Xuannv Beads were a perfect match for this Xuannv Sutra.

"I don't know...how is she doing now?"

Thinking of Xing Tong, Tang Hao felt a little melancholy.

He hasn't seen her for a long time, and the Mu clan is quite low-key. He hasn't found much information about her over the years.

After standing there for a long time, Tang Hao came back to his senses, put the skills away, took the two elders with him, and continued walking.

He didn't have much thought to continue shopping. He just walked around casually and took his two elders back to the ship.