"Hoo..."
The old man suddenly released Hu Batong's hand and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Hu Batong saw that grandpa had released his hand, and he quickly took it back.
"Grandpa, are you all right..." Hu Batong looked at the old man with a red face and was worried.
I saw the old man close his eyes and slowly ease up, and his red old face slowly retreated.
Immediately, a comforting smile appeared on his old face.
"I'm fine, OK, ok... Baton, you really didn't disappoint Grandpa. You really got the martial arts cultivation..." old man Hu looked at Hu baton happily and said with appreciation.
After hearing grandpa's words, Hu Batong was a little shy on his thick face.
After Mr. Hu finished, he looked at Xiao Yao again.
At this time, the gloom and anger on the old man's face had completely disappeared, followed by a look of gratitude.
"Good! Xiao Yao, I believe what you said. I hope you can really help Batong get through the ghost life next year, but I still have some questions... "The old man looked at Xiao Yao and asked softly.
Xiao Yao was stunned when he heard the master's words.
"Any questions? Sir, if you want anything else you don't understand, you might as well say... "Xiao Yao said softly.
"I just want to know your strength, little friend. If you are not in the foundation period, how can you make the eight barrel cultivation reach the foundation period within a year?"
The old man said, slapping his fleshy hand on Xiao Yao's shoulder.
It seems that he is greeting Xiao Yao and testing Xiao Yao's strength.
Xiao Yao felt the strength of old man Hu's big hand and couldn't help but curl his mouth.
Because old man Hu's strength is really too big.
If it were an ordinary person, he would have been photographed lying on the ground.
However, since you want to see my strength, I'll let you see. I have to convince you this time.
Immediately, Xiao Yao turned and swept around the shroud shop.
I saw a statue of Bodhisattva placed in the corner of the room. Under the statue was a incense burner, next to which were several plates of tribute.
These tributes are some apples and bananas.
Xiao Yao looked at the plate of apples and stretched out his big hand. He saw a red apple flying directly to Xiao Yao's hand.
With a dull sound of "pa", the apple came directly to Xiao Yao's hand.
Xiao Yao gently put the apple in his hand in front of Mr. Hu, and then smiled.
"Sir, now you can trust my strength? Not only can I carry things across the air, but I can fly against them... "Xiao Yao said softly, with a smile on his face.
At this time, Mr. Hu had already widened his eyes in shock and had an incredible look on his face.
He has been wandering the Jianghu for so many years. Naturally, he knows what level the Royal Flying is. Tell me, the lowest one must be an expert in the foundation period.
But Xiao Yao really hasn't seen him take things across the air. Is he still an expert above the foundation period?
Thinking of this, Hu Tianba couldn't help looking at Xiao Yao more.
He did not expect that the young man in his twenties had reached such a high level.
"Good, good! Xiao Yao, I really believe it this time! It's a genius to achieve this accomplishment at your age! I'll give you the eight cylinders! "
The old man's eyes flashed and said to Xiao Yao excitedly.
However, there was a trace of cunning in his eyes. The cunning color flashed away, which made Xiao Yao not pay much attention.
"Cough... Sir, now that you have believed me, can you go out of the mountain and help me go to school with dragon search and alchemy?" Xiao Yao coughed twice and hurriedly said to the old man.
At this time, when old man Hu heard Xiao Yao's words, a trace of cunning flashed in his bright big eyes.
But this time the cunning color in his eyes was finally caught by Xiao Yao.
Xiao Yao looked at the old man's eyes and suddenly said something bad in his heart.
I'm afraid the old man has other ideas in mind.
"Cough... Xiao Yao, since you have the ability to help Batong get through the ghost death level next year, I should go out of the mountain to help you... But..."
Mr. Hu said here and suddenly stopped. It seemed difficult to hide on his face.
Seeing that old man Hu was half talking, Xiao Yao's heart sank again. He knew that old man Hu might set himself up.
Madder, this old man, don't refuse!
Otherwise, I will waste so much tongue in vain!
"Old man, but what..." Xiao Yao's face became cold and stared at old man Hu tightly.
Now if Mr. Hu doesn't agree, he immediately lifts the table and leaves!
Madder, it's a big deal. I'll go back and find the treasure of the seminary myself.
Even if I can't find it, I'll cooperate with that chick Ziyun!
Do I have to be angry with you here!?
Old man Hu looked at Xiao Yao's face and became cold. He knew that Xiao Yao was really angry.
He smiled on his old face, then straightened his body and put away the smile on his face.
"Xiao Yao, I just made a poison oath when I washed my hands in the golden basin. If I go out of the mountain again, the first place to go must be the misty mountain in Qingshan city!" Mr. Hu took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
"Misty mountain!?"
Xiao Yao and Hu Batong looked at each other at the same time, and then stared at old man Hu suspiciously.
They don't know where "misty mountain" is.
At this time, when Xiao Yao and Hu Batong were confused, a trace of doubt came from the roof of the shroud shop.
I saw a woman in a long purple dress standing on the roof quietly, listening to the conversation of the three below suspiciously.
This purple figure is the beautiful purple cloud who secretly followed Xiao Yao and Hu Batong from Qinglin University.
When Ziyun heard the words "misty mountain", he was also puzzled on his beautiful face.
She didn't know why the old man had to go to "misty mountain" first.
At this time, Xiao Yao and Hu Batong all stared at Hu Tianba on the round table in the shroud shop.
They don't know what Hu Tianba means.
Hu Tianba looked at Xiao Yao and Hu Batong, and there was a helpless color on his old face.
"Misty mountain is the last tomb I stole. We went to seven people that time, and I came out alone..."
Old man Hu couldn't help shaking his head and told Xiao Yao and Hu Batong about the last tomb they stole 19 years ago.
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Qinglin City, Qinglin University.
At this time, it was already noon, and the door of the seminary was still closed.
Because today is Saturday, the students of the seminary have been on holiday, so no one comes here at all.
Today, however, it's strange that there is a tall man sitting at the door of the seminary.
Wearing a black suit, the man sat cross legged at the door of the seminary, looking like meditating.
He has a slightly handsome face with sharp edges and corners, with a trace of perseverance and persistence. He can only see his eyes slightly closed and his body sitting straight there, as if waiting for someone.
The dazzling sun shone down from the sky, all on the two big trees at the gate of the seminary.
They fell on the man bit by bit through the thick leaves of the tree.
The man's resolute breath is very charming with these dots, and the resolute breath also gives people a boost.
At this time, the students passing by the seminary looked at the man in black and couldn't help stopping.
The man's face is not particularly handsome, and his face is a little black.
However, the resolute breath and the scattered sunshine on him completely attracted everyone.
So the students passing by couldn't help but stop and look at the man, and the girls in the school basically stopped.
After all, girls like this kind of man with temperament.
Soon, more and more people passed by, and the accumulated crowd was about to drown him.
"Hey, who is this man? I see he has been sitting here for a long time. I can't see him move..."
"Yes, I saw him waiting here when I went to dinner this morning. Unexpectedly, he is still waiting here. Who is he waiting for? Is it from the seminary? "
"Ah, it's probably a student who wants to join the seminary. Now the seminary is very powerful. Several newly enrolled girls easily beat the people of the Taekwondo Club. He may have come to worship..."
The girls around couldn't help chattering.