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Chapter 850:Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng

“Who are the seven people who have been selected to go to the water moon hole?”

Zhao Hao is very curious, according to the law of history, the seven people, may be born two or three supreme.

“The seven places are chosen by the real person in the water moon, and outsiders do not know.”No hate to answer.

“Not necessarily, and some of them can still be presumed.”The real man of the ancient spring said: "The real man of the water moon will receive a new closed-door disciple, and this person will enter the water moon hole."In addition, Kunlun, the refiner talent Pei Li, is the successor of Ziyang real person, he won a place no accident.As for the other five places, it is difficult to guess.”

Strangely enough, since the encounter with these two old people, Zhao Hao's sense of uneasiness in his eyelids has disappeared.

"Is that a feeling that is a harbinger that reminds me to meet these two old men at the foot of this mountain?"

Zhao Hao's thoughts have been sharply turned, and since he was promoted to the upper level, he has more hidden abilities that he does not understand.

Since that feeling of uneasiness disappeared, Xiao Zhao was not in a hurry, and then the two old people asked hundreds of questions.

They are also very cooperative and have questions to answer.

Unconsciously, the three of them talked all day.

The next afternoon, Zhao Hao heard all the news he asked, and his knowledge of the third-order evolutionary world was in depth.

The reason why he hastened to ask questions is because he can see that the ancient springs and the people have no hatred will soon be enough.

After the promotion to the upper level, Zhao Hao's Tianwang Eye has added some new functions, and now he can not only see the energy fluctuations of the opponent and the number of centenary beads, but even see the fluctuations in the vitality of the target body.

The vitality represents the length of a creature's life.

Take Zhao Hao himself, for example, the vitality in his body is abundant, simply endless, at least for hundreds of years.The ancient spring and the sky without hate are different, the vitality of the two people is very thin, to the extent that if there is no degree, it is possible to lose gas at any time.

Zhao Hao wasn’t sure that the two old men could live a few days, but he could conclude that the two men didn’t live for a year!

Because of this, Xiao Zhao began to indicate his identity and did not play.In addition to having confidence in his own combat effectiveness, Zhao Hao also believes that these two old men who are not far from death should not make any moths before they die.

Man is dead, and his words are good.

The ancient spring and the unhappiness answered many of Zhao's doubts and made some suggestions of conscience.

Zhao Hao can truly feel that the two old men's greatest attempt at him is at best to let him bring the body back to Huaxia for burial.

"Zhao Zhenren, this token is an old and decaying thing, and in the future you will go to the Lingquan Valley with this thing, and the disciples in the valley will do their best to help you."The real people of Guquan knew that they could not say the topic of interest to Zhao Hao and began to come up with real benefits.

He took the token, as if he were holding a hot potato.

Once the real people of the ancient springs die, the Lingquan Valley has no head, and they do not know what it is like to be chaotic.

At that time, it was Zhao Hao who was looking for help from Lingquan Valley, or whether Lingquan Valley in turn turned to Zhao Hao, which is an unknown number.

He prefers that the real people of the ancient spring come to a more real point, such as hundreds of top-pin jade.But he also knows that this is unlikely, and most of the elderly who will die will leave their inheritance to future generations, rather than carrying all the property with them before they die.

Xiao Zhao estimated that the real man in the old spring in front of him may be as pendiless as he is.

This time, Xiao Zhao guessed wrong.

The ancient spring people were old and refined, and seemed to see that Xiao Zhao was a little uncomfortable, and suddenly took out a storage bag and handed it over.

In the process of passing the storage bag, he has unsealed the ban.

Zhao Hao picked up the dark storage bag and almost bit his tongue.

There are tunic in the storage bag, and there are all kinds of jade in it, which can be described as a mountain of accumulation!

The absolute boar, the absolute husband!

Rao was used to seeing the big scene day, and at this moment he could not help shaking his hands.

"The bag has a total of ten million pins of jade, 100,000 Chinese jade, a thousand top-pin jade, and a box of linguines... This is the property accumulated over many years of old business, and Zhao Zhenren laughed."This is a real man, and he has directly smashed all his home.

At present, Zhao Hao is vigilant: "Why did the ancestors give me such a big gift?"

“The gift?Haha, life does not bring death without taking it away, and now these spirits are no different from roadside stones for me.”The people laughed, and the laughter was very sad.He had once been given the wealth that ordinary people dreamed of, and in the face of death, everything was a floating cloud.

Zhao Hao said in his heart: "Why did the ancestors not leave these jades to your heirs?"

The old man smiled bitterly, "I don't want the two apprentices who are not to die too soon."

Zhao Hao was surprised: “What do you say about this?”

"The wealth accumulated by the old age for many years, the ordinary people do not know, but the supreme of all ethnic groups may not know."To say that this thousand-top jade is enough to make a mistake.”The old man sighed, “Piff is innocent of his sins, and if my two apprentices inherit this wealth, they will surely die.”On the contrary, the great running dogs can not find this jade in the spiritual spring valley, but my two apprentices have hope to live."

Zhao Hao couldn't help but be awe-inspiring, and made a promise: "Take people's money and people to eliminate disasters, and the younger generation will surely help the people who line the Lingquan Valley within their ability."

He suddenly became so obtrusive, not all because he took a huge sum of money.

Don't forget that his ancestor Zhao Long's gun is still in the Lingquan Valley.

“There is a promise of Zhao Zhen, and there is no regret in old age and death.My ancestral home is from Nishikawa, and my former home is afraid that it will no longer be there, and when I die, Zhao Zhen will take my body back and be buried in Mount Emei.”The real man of the fountain seemed to be relieved, as if he had let go of all his troubles.

“All right.”Zhao Hao said, raising an embarrassing question: "I don't know when the two predecessors will fall, and where should the younger generation go to find the body?"

“This is not bothering Zhao.“No hate, brother, you say?”The old man suddenly laughed very strangely.

There is no hatred to show a kind of extreme smile: "Yes, there is no difference in walking one step early and one step later."Have you met Zhao Zhenren, you and I have to desire, why should you trouble young people?Brother, don’t do that!”

The two old men laughed at each other.

Zhao Hao had never heard such a shocking laughter, he used the eyes of the king to see the truth, the ancient spring and the life force of no hatred are rapidly losing.

There is no doubt that the two old men will die laughing in front of him.

Xiao Zhao suddenly remembered a martial arts drama "God Sculptor Heroes" that he had seen as a child, and Hong Qi Gong and Ouyang Feng in the drama, fought for seven days and seven nights in the snow in Huashan, each cracking each other's exquisite moves, giving Yang a wonderful opportunity to observe.Finally, Hong Qi Gong and Ouyang Feng, the old enemy of the Central Plains, were exhausted and hugged together and laughed and died.

“Slowly!”

Zhao Hao shouted, accompanied by a strong fluctuation of the real yuan, which prevented the two old people from committing suicide.

The ancient spring and the sky stopped laughing and looked at Xiao Zhao in doubt.

Zhao Hao ignited and said, “The left and right is a dead man, two seniors, would you like to fight with me?”

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