Taoist Qingyun's eyes kept looking between Monk Zhiguang and the old village chief. The old village chief was still like an ordinary old man, placing the meals on the plate, while Monk Zhiguang was facing a great enemy.

Fight against the mysterious Lijia Village clan?

Although neither monk Zhiguang nor Taoist Qingyun had seen the people in Lijia Village take action, they had already seen the master of the Lijia Village clan who was so magical that day.

Coupled with the miserable appearance of the Demon Sect leader Daluo Cave Temple before, no one dared to underestimate the clan elder of Lijia Village.

Above the vast grassland, there are desolate yellow and silent.

The old village chief sitting on the grassland pressed down the old hat above his head when he heard this and asked naturally:

"Don't you eat first?"

His tone was like a casual remark of ordinary family matters, but Taoist Qingyun read out his unparalleled confidence.

This kind of spirit is like Guan Wusheng who killed Hua Xiong with warm wine.

It seems that in front of this old man from Lijia Village, it doesn’t matter whether he eats first or later, the ending will not change anyway.

Monk Zhiguang stared straight at the old village chief in front of him, a trace of sweat flowed from his forehead, and he said as if he was facing a great enemy:

"After fighting, there is no hurry to eat."

The old village chief thought for a while when he heard this, then nodded. He put down the chopsticks in his hand and stood up.

Under the shabby hat, the hunched body seemed to straighten up at this moment, and suddenly a terrifying force seemed to surge out of the thin body, like a dead tree meeting spring.

The old village chief wearing a hat hugged his fists and said:

"That old man is ugly."

"Master, do you want to prepare?"

The true energy of Monk Zhiguang's body had completely surged, and a faint golden color appeared under the wide cassock.

Taoist Qingyun knew that Monk Zhiguang had already taken out twelve percent of his strength and adjusted his condition to the extreme.

Although they didn't see how the old man in Lijia Village defeated the Demon Sect leader that night, they all knew that the Demon Sect leader might not have survived a single move.

As the world's number one master, although they are in the three greatest positions with them, they actually know that they are not the opponent of the Demon Sect leader.

By comparing this way, you can get an answer: if they are not cautious enough, they may only have one chance.

So Monk Zhiguang slowly adjusted his spirit and, after all his spirit was mentioned to the peak, he said a word with a serious expression:

"please!"

Just as the voice of Monk Zhiguang sounded, the old village chief had already arrived in front of him from ten feet away, and his whole body was like a ghost, flashing and appearing.

In an instant, the old village chief was already standing an inch in front of Monk Zhiguang.

With eyes facing each other, Monk Zhiguang saw calmness, while the old village chief saw a hint of panic.

"boom!"

In the midst of lightning, Monk Zhiguang turned his head into the air, tearing the air apart with his elbows, making a huge roar.

But this move was empty, and the person in front of Monk Zhiguang had disappeared.

So fast!

Monk Zhiguang didn't even see the afterimage, and the old village chief in front of him had disappeared in front of him.

"Here!" The old village chief's voice sounded from behind Monk Zhiguang.

The boss with Taoist Qingyun's eyes opened, he was a third-party observation perspective. Although Monk Zhiguang knew that the old village chief was fast, he could not see how fast the old village chief was.

But Taoist Qingyun saw everything clearly. The old village chief first appeared in front of Monk Zhiguang. Then the moment he came out of his elbow, the old village chief had moved behind Monk Zhiguang.

This speed is not like a human.

Taoist Qingyun now understands a little that Daluo Cave Temple, the leader of the Demon Sect, is a top master, so why does he leave behind him to his opponent?

Perhaps it was because the enemy was too fast, and it was almost over his reaction.

Monk Zhiguang suddenly turned around and still looked at each other.

However, the old village chief still seemed to have no sleep in his eyes, while the panic in Monk Zhiguang's eyes became more and more.

Monk Zhiguang took action again, and the air exploded, but it was still just air.

The old village chief appeared behind Monk Zhiguang again.

But this time he took the initiative to take action. The old village chief stretched out his hand and pressed Monk Zhiguang's neck. A slight spatial fluctuation flashed in the void and cut off Monk Zhiguang's blood flow for a moment.

Monk Zhiguang's huge body fell to the ground, and he was unconscious for a moment.

The old village chief took his hand back from the air and sighed:

"The old man said he wanted to have a meal first."

"Now we can only eat two of us, but fortunately the food is still hot."

The old village chief squatted down, picked up the bamboo chopsticks and said:

"It was not the old man's intention after all, but now if the two of you can't stand the loneliness, you can only help you loosen your muscles and bones in this way."

Taoist Qingyun pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled:

"It seems that that person has a high status."

The old village chief nodded and said:

"Of course, the ancestors have a high status, and the means are something you can't imagine."

Speaking of this, he raised his head and looked at the stiff Taoist Qingyun, shook his head and said:

"It seems that you don't have a high appetite, so the old man won't have dinner with you anymore, let's go first."

The old village chief stood up, tidied up his clothes, then raised his head and spoke to the void, "Sir, I'm fine."

Is this talking to that person? This thought just arose in Taoist Qingyun’s mind.

The next moment, the old village chief disappeared silently on the yellow weed land just like when he came.

~~~

Not far away in front of Li Chunqiu, the old village chief's figure slowly showed.

"See?" Li Chunqiu's voice was neither salty nor light, but what was not as good as before was that he no longer carved wood carvings.

Carving wood carving is just a means of cultivation. At present, the practice speed according to this method is very slow.

Now that Li Chunqiu has a new choice, there is no need to carve.

On the contrary, these wood carvings may be used as new experimental items. If the person who is influenced by him is not the person, what will happen?

"Yes." The old village chief bowed respectfully.

"When will you be born?" Li Chunqiu pointed his fingers on the door of the wooden house. The wood carvings inside the door fell one after another, gathering at the door as if life had existed.

"The fourth day of next month, seven days later."

"Okay." Li Chunqiu nodded.

"If the sir is fine, then Mu Bai will retreat first." The old village chief took the initiative to resign, and he wanted to go back and prepare for the birth of the country.

"Wait, I still have more than thirty wood carvings here. Take them as a gift for your generation to awaken as an elder."

Speaking of this, Li Chunqiu smiled, as if he had remembered something.
Chapter completed!