Bang!

Wang Lang reached out and clenched the chess piece.

There was a feeling of explosion in the palm of the palm. Wang Lang let go, and the chess pieces in his palm had become a pile of powder. The powder slipped from the gap between his fingers, and the black powder was sprinkled into the water below.

Wang Lang looked at the fat monk. The fat monk picked up the wine glass to drink. When he raised his head, his eyes narrowed into a slit. When he looked at Wang Lang through the slit, he had a strange smile on his face.

The wine is not over, the cup has been released.

The wine glass rotated extremely fast and suddenly towards Wang Lang. Wang Lang became angry. He stood on the water in a cold weather and felt very angry. He threw chess pieces and wine glasses, so who would enjoy it.

Even though this fat monk is already in the late stage of the peak return, Wang Lang is still worthy of him. He still gets fucked by him if he is too anxious.

When he was about to dry the wine glass, Qian Shuhao said softly, "This cup is Mr. Du's treasure, it cannot be broken."

Wang Lang suppressed his anger and was not yet at the same time to turn against Mr. Du. After all, he finally reached this point. Don’t be so angry that he was wasted all his efforts. He reached out to stop the cup and pulled it into his arms and rubbed it in his arms. His arm dripped in front of him. The cup in the palm of his palm was spinning by himself.

With a shock of his wrist, Wang Lang pinched the cup and swung it casually. The cup turned drippingly towards the fat monk. The fat monk laughed, stretched out his hand and rubbed the tangent direction of the cup. The cup rolled along the fat monk's arm, and then reached the fat monk's chest. The fat monk opened his other arm, rotated all the way, rolled along the other arm, and finally stopped in the middle of the other palm, gently pinched the remaining wine in the wine glass and then placed it gently on the table.

The fat monk looked at Wang Lang with a smile. His appearance made people feel that he was ungrateful. He looked as cute as Maitreya Buddha, and he had to have an outrageous look of ungratefulness.

Wang Lang took out his ears and waited to see what other tricks these two people had to do.

Mr. Du asked again in a hoarse voice, "Is he?"

The fat monk looked like he had a natural smile, shook his head, and breathed for a while, "Yes, but I feel it's not."

"Is that right?" Mr. Du asked again with a hoarse voice.

The fat monk grabbed a chess piece from the chess basket and kept staring at Wang Lang.

Wang Lang cleaned his ears. If this fat man used chess pieces to hit Wang Lang, Wang Lang would promise to fight back.

As if seeing through Wang Lang’s thoughts, the fat monk grinned, “Three points are seven points are not.”

"I asked whether it's yes or not." Mr. Du repeated his words.

The fat monk still looked like he was owed, "No."

"It's really not?" Mr. Du asked.

The fat monk put a chess piece in his hand into the chess basket, "It's really not. That sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and the disciples of the sect died almost in their early years. Existing disciples are rarely born, so it's hard to find them deliberately. How could they encounter it so easily?"

Mr. Du lowered his waist and back, coughed heavily, and clenched his fists and beat his chest like anger.

The woman in black leather clothes hurriedly patted Mr. Du on the back.

After a while, Mr. Du looked at the sky and sighed with a hoarse throat, "Heaven will destroy me!"

The fat monk slowly lowered his smile, lowered his head and drank another sip of wine, "There is always a way to save you."

"What's the solution?" Mr. Du said hoarsely.

The fat monk lowered his eyebrows and smiled. After a while, the fat monk gently put down his wine glass, "There are two things in the world, and it is said that people can live forever."

"Changsheng?" Mr. Du obviously didn't believe it.

The fat monk nodded, "This is a legend that has been around for thousands of years. It is really unreal and cannot be verified. However, in every era, there are continuous people who sacrifice their lives and shed their blood to pursue those two things to achieve immortality."

"What are the two?" Mr. Du's voice was very low and he sounded uncomfortable.

The fat monk smiled slightly, "The first is the Dragon Stone, but this kind of thing is in that sect. Although many people want to grab it, they have not obtained it. At the beginning, Mr. Qifeng from Qishan wanted to compete for it, but was killed in public. So, if you don't think about it, don't consider it."

"Then why are you talking about this? Say the other way!" Mr. Du shouted angrily, because of his anger, his cough became even worse.

puff!

Wang Lang saw Mr. Du spitting blood, and the woman in black leather next to him hurriedly patted her back.

The fat monk wiped the blood on his body, "There is another one called the Nine Dragon Seal. The rumors about this kind of thing are extremely realistic in the world. Many people are already looking for this thing. What is known in the world are four Nine Dragon Seals. Five other pieces have not been found. As long as you gather the Nine Dragon Seals, you can find the secret of immortality.

These four Nine Dragon Seals are in the hands of Huang Fei Rat, Blowing Lantern King, Tie Jiba and others, and there is one. It is said that it is in the hands of the leader of the Kuangdao Sect. But the leader of the Kuangdao Sect died, and that one fell into the hands of his brother."

"What about the rest?" Mr. Du still coughed endlessly, said five words and vomited two mouthfuls of blood.

"Among the five ancient tombs in China, I have a suggestion, Brother Du can listen."

"Say!" Mr. Du said bluntly.

"You can divide the troops into two groups, searching in the tomb while snatching them from these four people."

"You just said that they are all from the world, how about kung fu?" Mr. Du tried hard to restrain himself from letting himself cough.

The fat monk smiled, "There are also different levels in the world. These four people are only the King of Blowing the Light and the guy from the Kuangdao Sect, and Huang Feishi only has a wide connection, but he has no skills at all. The other one, Tiejiba, is in our province. You can send someone to Fuping City to check it, it should be easy to find out."

Mr. Du frowned and covered his chest with one hand, "Is it really that easy?"

The fat monk grinned, "It's hard for others to reach the sky, but for Brother Du, it's easy to get it. Brother Du is a dragon and phoenix among people, a hero in the Tao, the black guard in Brother Du's hands and the twelve teeth generals under Brother Du are all masters of masters, and they are fully capable of giving the Nine Dragon Seal to Brother Du."

"Can you really live forever?" Mr. Du still refused to believe it.

This kind of suspicion that can achieve hegemony in one's territory is the leader of the entire province. He was originally very suspicious, but now he told him about this thing, and it is still so mysterious. He would definitely not believe it at the first time, but he would seek medical treatment for a long time and be a living horse.

"I don't know whether I can live forever, but there must be secrets in the Nine Dragon Seal, and there is a secret that allows people to obtain some powerful power. Eternal Life probably amplifies this power. However, in your current situation, it's better to give it a try instead of waiting for death."

Mr. Du asked in a deep voice, "How do you find it specifically?"

The fat monk smiled slightly, "You're done, let Twelve Ya come to me. I'll teach them some methods, and then give them a map and tell them where to find them.

By the way, Brother Du, if necessary, bring the ace in your hand with you."

Mr. Du frowned, "What do you say?"
Chapter completed!