"Do you want to be on top of the world under one person?"

At this time, the old man shouted again.

Everyone must have something that he loves. If he turns a blind eye to money, it means that his money is not what he loves. And the things that can be loved in life can be roughly divided into several categories: wealth, power, strength, and maybe a few cigarettes, wine and lust. But the latter three can be easily obtained as long as any one of the first three is available, so the old people do not include them.

Since what ye Ziheng loves is not wealth, he will change his right.

But ye Ziheng shrugs, showing a faint smile.

"No happiness."

He doesn't like power or wealth. When he was on earth, he had already experienced it. Standing at the top of the world, waving and waving, he could not get anything.

"What about strength? There's nothing left. Living in our world, there's always one of the three that you're passionate about. No, it's more a need than a passion. After all, it's not easy to survive in this world. "

Ye Ziheng stood still this time. To be honest, in fact, he had no sense of strength. If he had a choice, he would like to find a deep forest like the snake king and spend the rest of his life slowly, even though he may have a long time to spend.

But the reality does not allow, it is to save he Xiaan, and it is to treat the heart poison. He doesn't want strength, but he has to.

"Strength? How much can you give me? "

Asked ye Ziheng, with a faint smile on his face.

The old man saw that ye Ziheng finally turned around, with a smile on his face, thought for a while, and then said.

"I don't dare to say anything else, but I can support your cultivation and reach Xianwu realm. How about that?"

Hearing this, ye Ziheng can't help but be stunned for a moment. Xianwujing, his cultivation is only the triple heaven of zhenwujing. From the triple heaven of zhenwujing to xianwujing, there are at least seven small realms. The resources consumed in the process are astronomical.

After thinking for a while, ye Ziheng looks at the old man, but he doesn't agree urgently.

"There's no proof. How can I believe that you will support me to Xianwu realm, instead of kicking me off after I finish my task?"

The old man smiled gently. Actually, ye Ziheng's worry was not born out of nothing. After all, ye Ziheng is now in the triple heaven of Zhenwu. I'm afraid that the strength of the old man is at least between the triple heaven and the triple heaven of Zhenwu. The strength gap is too big. He can't rest assured that there is no reliable guarantee.

What's more, as ye Ziheng saw, the strength of the old man is just like the eight or nine heavens in the martial arts world. He has not yet broken through the immortal martial arts world. How can ye Ziheng break through the immortal martial arts world.

The old man saw that ye Ziheng looked at himself full of doubts, with a faint smile on his face.

"Do you think that my own cultivation has not broken through the immortal martial realm, but you have promised to let you break through the immortal martial realm. Some people put the cart before the horse and don't trust me very much?"

Ye Ziheng didn't reply, but that's what he meant.

The old man smiled and shook his head.

"Boy, although I didn't break through the Xianwu realm, it's not because I can't break through the Xianwu realm, but I don't want to break through the Xianwu realm. If you think that my empty words are not credible, you can come to me in a few days. When I give you the task, I will naturally give you a convincing answer. "