After Long Tian cured the Emei disciple, he clicked her sleepy acupoint a few times before looking at Wei Yixiao again. One of the four great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult, his eyes are now staring at Long Tian.

The most headache in his life was the cold poison produced by practicing the ice palm in his body. Although his light skills were extremely high, he could not fully exert his light skills after being infected with the cold poison. As long as he had been using his power for a while, he had to find a living person to suck blood.

In the past, Wei Yixiao was not as perverse as he is today, but decades of blood-drinking life can change many things. Now Wei Yixiao has got a glimmer of opportunity from Long Tian to eliminate his accumulated shortcomings in half his life, so how can he not pay attention to it?

"The Bat King's heart now is two kinds of thoughts?" Long Tian looked at Wei Yixiao and said loudly: "If what I said is true, then the Bat King will be happy, but he also suspects that I have something else to ask for. If what I said is false, just to save a life, I'm afraid my life will be paid..."

Wei Yixiao snorted coldly and said, "Yes! If you really deceive the Bat King with fake news, then I will not show mercy. 13 This cold poison destroys my life, but if you really help me, I will definitely not treat you badly! You are young and should be an elite disciple in the Emei Sect? What's the best way to follow Miejue Old Ni? Why not follow Bat King me, wouldn't it be a pleasure to play in the world?"

When Long Tian heard this, he was happy. The green-winged bat king Wei Yixiao mistakenly recognized him as a disciple of Emei. We cannot blame Wei Yixiao. After all, Long Tian’s age is here and he is in the Emei formation. Even the Dharma King of the Ming Cult cannot tell the identity of others at a glance, right?

Long Tian clasped his fists with his hands and shook them up and down: "Wai Bat King, let's get to know each other officially. Below is the owner of Zhuwu Lianzhuang, Long Wudi."

Wei Yixiao tried hard to stare at his little eyes and said, "Are you Long Wudi? The one who killed Shen Qianyu?"

“That’s right.”

Wei Yixiao let out a long sigh and said, "I said why are you so skilled in light skills? You are only one line worse than the Bat King. You thought Emei had a genius, and it turned out that she was also the handsome man of our Kunlun realm. But..."

Wei Yixiao still had a relaxed expression on his face for the moment, but the next moment he became ferocious again: "The Zhu Wu Lianhuanzhuang of the Dragon Manor is also one of the forces that besieged Guangmingding this time, right? If you really don't know much about the Nine Yang Divine Arts, don't blame the Bat King for being ruthless, let the eight major sects go to one first!"

"Wai Bat King, let's take a look at this first." Long Tian took out the first volume of the Nine Yang True Sutra from the package, threw it to Wei Yixiao, and continued: "In addition, I want to remind Wei Bat King that Zhu Wu Lianhuanzhuang has never said he would deal with the Ming Cult."

"If you don't want to be enemies with our religion, what should you Zhu Wu Lianhuanzhuang do to send a post about Miejue? Sweet words are not worthy of trust..." Wei Yixiao refuted Long Tian's words while opening the book, and after only a few glances, he couldn't move it away: "This is... this, this is the Nine Yang True Sutra? The real Nine Yang True Sutra?"

Long Tian was not afraid that Wei Yixiao would learn the first volume of the Nine Yang True Sutra, which had only one chance to learn. He took the Ice Mian Palm as the core martial arts, and was born opposite to the Nine Yang True Sutra and could not be integrated together.

Looking at Wei Yixiao's shocked look, Long Tianxiao said, "Does Wei Bat King believe it now?"

Wei Yixiao looked at the Nine Yang True Sutra a few more glances before throwing the book back to Long Tiandao: "The technique is real, but in just a short time, where can anyone practice to the extent of treating my cold poison?"

Long Tian was questioned and his smile remained unchanged: "In Zhuwu Lianzhuang, there have been people who have practiced the Nine Yang True Sutras for a long time, so there is no need to worry about this. But before that, why should Wei Bat King talk to me about the conditions for treating cold poison this time?"

Wei Yixiao nodded, grabbed the blue and white beards of his jaw and said, "Okay, let's explain it first and then do other things. But the Bat King is a member of the Ming Cult in life and a ghost of the Ming Cult in death. If the conditions you mentioned are a little unfavorable to the Ming Cult, I will never agree!"

Wei Yixiao's words were loud and clear, with a firm expression on his face, which was not like a false statement. Long Tian knew that, in the original setting or in the plot of [Myth], the Ming Cult, except for one or two, were all people with temperament, and believed Wei Yixiao's words very much. However, his initial purpose was not to deal with the Ming Cult, but it had nothing to do with him.

Long Tiandao: "Don't worry, the conditions I put forward are only related to the people in the Ming Cult, and have nothing to do with the Ming Cult itself. I know that the Bat King and the Budai Monk cannot say that they are close friends who are in the life, so I want to borrow this relationship between the Bat King and let the Budai Monk's Qiankun be filled with a person in a bag."

"Do you want to ask the Budai Monk to kill someone?" Wei Yixiao turned his eyes twice and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, if you cure my cold poison, I will tell you that I can't kill someone for you!"

Long Tian shook his head and repeated: "Bat King, I don't want you to kill people, but to use Qiankun Yi Qi bag to fill people - only to put it but not to kill."

Wei Yixiao looked at Long Tian in confusion, his eyes full of confusion: "Pretend to be alone? What are the conditions? Do you want to use a fat man with a few hundred pounds to make a living, and say you have to do it?"

"Don't worry, Bat King." Long Tian suddenly became suspicious when he saw Wei Yixiao, so he had to say, "The person who wants to pretend is the one who will treat you cold poison for Bat King. My brother now has a huge barrier in his practice, and he needs the Budai Monk's Qiankun Yiqi Bag to crack it." 64o

Although Wei Yixiao was still a little suspicious, after hearing Long Tian’s words, he weighed it back and forth a few times, nodded and said, “If this is the case, then I will agree!”

Long Tian was a little happy when he heard his agreement, and said, "It will take some time for my brother to arrive. Two days later, the Bat King can find me in the Emei team and give me a place."

Wei Yixiao looked at Long Tian’s statement, and there seemed to be no danger, so he agreed: “I need some time to find it, so I will see you in two days!”

After saying that, Wei Yixiao turned into a green shadow again, and in a short time it disappeared in front of Long Tian.

Long Tian shook his head gently, feeling happy and melancholy. After exploring in the [Myth] for a long time, he really felt that there was a guy in the world who could not catch up with Lingbo Weibu.

Others rely on magical skills and wonderful methods, but Wei Yixiao relies on his own innate talent. In this way, Long Tian is incomparable.

"Has the Lord of Dragon Manor fought with the demon demon? Are you injured?"

With the sound, a figure wearing a gray monk's robe gradually approached.
Chapter completed!