Lao Long looked at the wooden tables and chairs by the lake and the refreshments and fruits on the table. Although his expression was still calm, his golden eyes flashed slightly, and he obviously was not as indifferent as he looked on.

If a monk practices, if he only sees the destructive power and judges the level of the destructive power, he will fall into the trap.

Practice is in every move, every meal, and every word and behavior.

The more ordinary the actions seem, the more unusual the records are.

Ke Xiaoliang's move just now at least showed his strong attainments in grass and wood arts, as well as his skills of change and control.

Lao Long thought that he had been practicing for thousands of years, and it was absolutely not easy to do such a slight weight.

Strength is the capital of dialogue.

Ke Xiaoliang used one magic to calm the old dragon down, which made the old dragon calm.

After all, it was a dragon who had traveled abroad.

To be arrogant and domineering is just one of his many faces.

At the right time, you may not be able to compromise.

"Lao Long Zun! Come! Drink tea!" Ke Xiaoliang's body was not moving, but after a breath, he sat on a chair growing from the pine trees by the lake, holding a wooden cup in his hand, greeting Lao Long.

There was no fireworks between movement and stillness.

It is very different from the image presented by "Ke Xiaoliang" before.

Lao Long used his magic power slightly, and his body instantly sat directly opposite Ke Xiaoliang.

Pick up the tea cup on the table and drink all the tea.

Just as I was about to blurt out the words, "Good Tea".

I felt a strong pure spiritual energy that rushed from my abdomen and went straight to my forehead.

Even as a true dragon, it is difficult to completely digest this huge and pure spiritual energy in an instant.

Not only that, there is inexplicable inspiration hovering over Lao Long's sea of ​​consciousness.

Many things that were originally unsolved in practice suddenly became clear at this moment.

The a little impetuous and tough aura was also rapidly restrained, becoming more calm and calm.

Just like the sea that was originally striking the stormy waves, it suddenly became calm.

It was not until about twenty minutes later that Lao Long slowly let out a long breath, stood up with complicated eyes, and bowed to Ke Xiaoliang.

"Little Long Ao Fang, thank you for giving the spiritual tea for your seniors." Lao Long is knowledgeable and has the strength to see.

It is absolutely not ordinary to know that monks who can take out such spiritual tea to entertain them.

As for whether it can be called "Senior" in the mouth of the thousand-year-old Lao Long.

Is this important?

A sixty-year-old man who worships a thirty-year-old child and calls him "godfather" is absolutely not rare in this world.

What's the point of being a thousand-year-old old dragon calling out a senior "old monk" who is unknown to his age?

"Long Zun, you're welcome. It's just a little bit of a coarse tea, it's nothing." Ke Xiaoliang was well aware of Versailles's science and said such words in the lightest tone, then continued: "These giant whales are very interesting. They were just a fun place to play with them. Unexpectedly, they even alarmed Long Zun. It's not true."

"I still have some mature fetal fruits here. Perhaps it is beneficial to these giant whales, so I'll ask Dragon Lord to hand it over!"

After saying that, waved his sleeves.

Just beside the table and chairs where the two sat down, a sapling grew.

The saplings grew rapidly and grew to four or five meters high in the blink of an eye.

The trees are full of verdant.

Bloom, bear fruit, fall, and ripening fruits... All this only happens in the blink of an eye.

Lao Long picked up his beard and accidentally pulled several of them off, but he didn't notice it.

This trick is completely different from the previous changes in seats by trees.

This is even on the verge of being created out of nothing. At least... it is to understand the method of time so that the fetal fruit that can take at least four or five hundred years to grow and mature will grow in just a short moment.

This spiritual fruit is of no use to humans, but for those demon monks, it is a good helper for purifying bloodlines and cultivating into human form.

Among the demon clan, the price of a fetal fruit is at least 50,000 or 60,000 spirit stones.

At this time, there were at least hundreds of fruits all over the tree.

Lao Long was not only not happy at this moment, but was filled with worries.

He felt that he was too reckless.

Seeing Ke Xiaoliang's methods, he thought of the formation defense that he had just torn apart... Old Dragon's thick dragon's cheeks could not help but flushed.

"It must be that this senior has been waiting for me, or it was for me, but I rushed in so recklessly. But I don't know what to pay for it like this... " Lao Long was worried, but his expression still couldn't show it.

Looking at the fruits of the tree, he said bitterly: "Senior! It's just some ignorant children playing. How can I ask for rewards from seniors? I can't help it..."

Before he finished speaking, Ke Xiaoliang's face became a little indifferent.

The deep and quiet eyes that were close to death, Lao Long once saw them at the most powerful Heavenly Lord in a world.

He still remembers that look.

"This is a look that looks down on all living beings as ants. All things are prosperous or withered, and they cannot shake their slightest.... What is his cultivation level?"

"Why does this world, this world that has long been declining, have such a terrible existence? Why did he come? Is it also for those worlds?" Lao Long couldn't help but start to associate.

This world of practice has produced blood talismans that can reach many magical worlds. Such news, accompanied by the publicity of the Baotong Realm and the return of many monks who left the Baotong Realm, naturally attracted considerable attention and attention.

It seems to be just a matter of two worlds, but in fact it has already involved the attention of more than a dozen or even dozens of worlds.

Lao Long, who had been away for hundreds of years, suddenly returned to investigate the matter and also to seize this rare opportunity.

In fact, it is not just the monks who left the Baotong Realm who are returning in large quantities.

In this world, isn’t this the case?

The only difference is that because of its openness, there are more elite monks who have lost their talented monks.

In this world of practice, many monks only travel to all worlds with their souls, and their bodies are still here. Unless they plan to reincarnate the divine fetus, they will return sooner or later.

"Since you give it to you, you will bear it."

"I have to ask you for your own sake in this matter. I will give you some rewards first and pay for the cause and effect." Ke Xiaoliang said the toughest words in the most ordinary tone, clearly not giving Lao Long the chance to refuse.

Of course, Lao Long was frightened by Ke Xiaoliang.

If Lao Long really wants to fight Ke Xiaoliang now, although he will still lose, he will never be crushed.

However, Lao Long was stunned by Ke Xiaoliang's several moves, and his arrogance to return to the home court was suppressed. The caution and caution he brewed after seeing the scenery of the heavens gained the upper hand.

Knowing that the sky is high and the earth is thick, I am so scared that I dare not speak out.

Lao Long’s guess at this moment was even more certain.

But his expression became more and more humble.

"Please give me some advice!" Before I knew it, the old dragon became so humble.
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