"Thank you for what happened today. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid we would have died without a burial place today!"

The crisis finally passed. After teasing for a while, Li Yi was finally able to stand up and act, but he did not go up and end Xu Tianran. Instead, he bowed to the void first and said loudly.

"Can he hear you talking here now? God knows what these two old guys are doing now?"

Looking at Li Yi's serious appearance, Xia Qi rolled his eyes and muttered.

Before he could finish his sentence, he felt that the back of his head was suddenly slapped, and then he staggered and almost lay on the ground. Then a figure flashed in front of him. A person appeared in front of him.

Who else could it be if it weren't Ye Qingcheng?

However, Ye Qingcheng is now wearing a blue dress, his hair is casually dispersed and he is still holding a wine gourd in his hand. He looks like he is indescribable.

"Boy, do you dare to talk nonsense? Do you believe it or not, I will castrate you directly today?"

Ye Qingcheng rolled his eyes and glanced at Xia Qi, and suddenly felt his scalp numb. Is this old guy wearing pajamas?

Although he didn't have much knowledge, he had read some similar books in the library of the Temple of Slaughter Temple.

Just like when the four elders of Potian Sect appeared just now, the strong light was actually the teleportation beam of the teleportation array. Ye Qingcheng was not the case. He showed no signs when he appeared. This was just a teleportation of the strong man above the God of War.

Although strong people at the level of the God of War can teleport, the distance of this teleport is very limited, and it is only within a radius of ten miles. Even if the distance of the powerful people above the God of War can rise to 10 times and reach within a hundred miles. However, from the Temple of Slaughtering here, the distance is more than a few thousand miles. The cultivation level of this old thing is really outrageous.

"I said to Elder Ye, could you have teleported and arrived here directly from the Temple of Slaughter, right?"

Xia Qi was born with a natural and mature spirit, even Ye Qingcheng couldn't do anything about it. Seeing the boy smiling, he really couldn't get angry.

"Is this strange?"

Ye Qingcheng looked disapproving, as if this was a very common thing.

Even Xia Qi had to admit that this old guy and his invisible pretending skills were really awesome.

"Elder Ye, I don't know when I will be as powerful as you, otherwise you would accept me as your disciple?"

Seeing that guy Chao Xia Qi's face smiling, Li Yi felt his eyes twitch. If it weren't for the only three of them here, Li Yi really wanted to pretend not to know this guy now.

What about your face?

"It's not bad to accept you as your disciple. Although you don't seem to have a reputation, and your cultivation is really a bit outrageous. You can pick one of the three temples and sweep the floor and be about 10 times better than you..."

Before Ye Qingcheng could finish his words, Xia Qi's face turned black. Is there anyone who said this? Although his cultivation level is indeed a little worse, it is not so outrageous, right?

Among the three temples, those disciples who are chores usually have the early stages of physical training, so they need to be chores to temper their muscles and bones. No matter how hard they are, they are already in the middle stage of physical training, why are they 10 times worse than them?

But at this moment, he really didn't have the courage to argue with Ye Qingcheng. Didn't he see that the four powerful people above the fierce God of War just now were all pressed down by Ye Qingcheng?

"I guess there must be something else, but?"

Xia Qi said with a smile on his face.

"That's right, but I like your shameless spirit very much. I will give you this sword. Whenever you can pull it out, you can be my disciple."

After Ye Qingcheng finished speaking, he waved his right hand and a black thing appeared directly in his hand and handed it to Xia Qi with an expressionless face.

"What is this? This is also called a sword?"

Looking at the black and black long thing in his hand, Xia Qi's face turned black. Could this old thing be fooling me on purpose?

"I'll let go after it. I'll tell you that if you want to be my disciple, you can't leave this thing from now on. Whether you eat, sleep, bathe, pick up girls, you have to carry all of this thing with me anytime and anywhere. If he lands, our two masters and disciples will be over."

After Ye Qingcheng finished speaking, he had a strange smile on his face and directly withdrew his hand.

Looking at the old guy's malicious smile, Xia Qi originally wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, Ye Qingcheng had already stopped. Xia Qi felt that the thing that had sunk on his wrist almost hit his feet. Fortunately, he immediately reacted and quickly stretched out his other hand and hugged the thing tightly. Only then did he see that he didn't land on the ground.

"I said Elder Ye, you didn't mess with me on purpose, right? This thing is at least seven or eight hundred kilograms. You asked me to carry this thing every day."

Xia Qi looked at Ye Qingcheng with a resentful look on his face. This thing looks like a piece of scrap iron no matter how you look like a handsome young man in the turbid family. Does he have to carry this thing when he goes out?

This look looks too weird, no matter how you look at it, you look like a fool.

"Do you know how this thing was obtained back then? Let me tell you, this is a real good thing. You came from the outside world. You should have heard of the Holy See of Xiqin? By the way, now they seem to have changed their name, called Shenghui."

Ye Qingcheng still had a calm smile on his lips, and it seemed that everything was not enough to be filled. Looking at Ye Qingcheng's appearance, Li Yi was a little happy for Xia Qi. It seemed that Ye Qingcheng was really satisfied with her. Otherwise, he would probably not talk much about him here today.

"Of course I have heard of this. Shenghui is not ordinary rich. He is rich enough to rival a country. It is perfect to describe them. I am afraid that the entire Western Qin country will not have as much wealth as them."

On the Western Qin Continent, there are hundreds of countries, big and small, and small. But if they have annual net income, they may not be as high as Shenghui's income.

The amount donated to Shenghui every year by billions of believers around the world is simply astronomical. Even if they burn money day and night, they may not burn it all.
Chapter completed!