My Master Is a God

When Yang Yiyun finished speaking, the old man stared and said: "What do you believe? Animals can bark like this. Now, even if this mink is yours, so what? It has brewed three times for me in three years." I secretly drank all the jar of bamboo leaf wine. It was the finest wine that I spent three years brewing in the deep mountains.

One year of fermentation, one year of brewing, and another year of aging in the cold pond. Do you know how precious it is? If I catch it, I will treat it as a debt, or you will pay me wine, and I will return the mink to you. "

Yang Yiyun was very angry when his face was full of black lines.

I'm angry at the old man for being a rogue, and angry at the mink for being greedy.

Yang Yiyun believed 80% of the time the old man said that Diaoer secretly drank all the bamboo leaf wine he had hidden in some pool.

Diaoer's talent is no other than treasure hunting. He was not surprised at all to be able to find the wine that the old man had hidden in the pool.

Looking at Diao Er and Hou Doudou, Yang Yiyun still asked them in a deep voice: "Did you two secretly drink someone else's wine?"

The mink squeaked in a low voice and lowered its head, like a child who made a mistake.

The monkey Doudou was smarter, and for fear of Yang Yiyun's punishment, he quickly jumped off his shoulder and climbed up the tree, squeaking and gesticulating with his little paws, meaning that the mink found it, but it also drank.

Yang Yiyun was so angry.

These two careless guys were caught.

Yang Yiyun coughed twice and tried to compensate the old man with money.

As a result, the communication was ineffective, and the old man was determined to capture the mink and use it to pay off the debt.

Yang Yiyun narrowed his eyes at this time. Although he felt that the old man was powerful, he would never agree to capture Diao'er to pay off his debt.

If Li Wen couldn't do it, he could only use force. He didn't believe that the old man could have three heads and six arms. The worst he could do was snatch Diao Er back and run away. Besides, Qiao Fu was secretly there, so he interrupted and asked Qiao Fu to snatch Diao Er.

Qiao Fu is a ghost cultivator and cannot be seen by ordinary people. Only Yang Yiyun can see it and gives Qiao Fu a nod to tell him to prepare to snatch Diao Er.

Yang Yiyun snorted coldly at the old man: "Old man, if you don't keep your word, I won't be polite."

As he spoke, Yang Yiyun stepped forward with a lunge and punched the old man as a joke. He was not careless in the face of the old man with a strong aura. When he struck out, he used the full force of his true energy. Coupled with the powerful strength of his body, the power of this punch was not small.

When the old man saw Yang Yiyun's punch, he grinned and said, "Ah ha, you dare to fight me?"

He didn't care at all about Yang Yiyun's punch as he spoke.

He casually raised his hand to meet Yang Yiyun's fist.

In Yang Yiyun's eyes, the old man raised his hand and waved his hand seemingly casually, but he struck out like lightning, very fast.

By the time Yang Yiyun could see clearly, the old man's palm had already reached his fist.

"Boom~"

Yang Yiyun's expression suddenly changed, and he felt an overwhelming power coming from the old man's palm.

Then there was a "click" sound from his wrist.

Yang Yiyun knew that his wrist was broken.

Then his body flew out and hit the thick bamboo of his arm hard.

“Crack, click, click…

It broke five bamboos in a row before stopping.

At this time, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

My heart was in turmoil, and my brain was short-circuited.

It’s so scary~

This old man is a pervert.

He slapped him casually without any resistance at all.

Is this using force?

Even if Qiao Fu is included in the secret, it will be in vain.

What is the strength of the old pervert?

Innate seventh or eighth level?

Or is it a master of the ninth level, or an existence that has surpassed the innate level?

Yang Yiyun was lying there thinking this in his mind.

Fortunately, the old man did not pursue the victory. He also felt that the old man's response just now was random. If he had tried his best, he might have died.

He was still spitting out blood, but it wasn't a serious internal injury.

After sitting up and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yang Yiyun shouted to his master Yun Tianxie in his heart: "Old man, I have met the most powerful old pervert in my life. What should I do?"

After calling Master in his heart, Yun Tianxie's voice immediately sounded: "Ahem, you need to look up to this person's strength in the short term, so why not pretend to be a grandson~

If he wants to capture Diao'er for free, let him capture him. When you have the strength in the future, you can grab him. If he takes action after a while, there is only one way for the teacher to pretend to be a grandson and run away. "

"Uh~ According to what you said, old man, this old pervert can't even suppress your soul?" Yang Yiyun was so shocked. This was the first time that his master had told him to pretend to be a grandson.

"You brat, it's true that my master is the Supreme Immortal of the Twelve Tribulations, but he is a remnant soul. In addition to helping you several times in a row, your current soul is already unstable. If you let my master take action again, you will be in trouble. For this person, if you don't protect him as a teacher, you will lose your soul. To tell you the truth, this person's strength is comparable to the golden elixir.

He is an existence comparable to the golden elixir in both body and soul. He is not the discounted golden elixir of the soul of the Lu family sisters. He is not a cultivator. He should be an ancient warrior who has surpassed his innateness, suppressing the remnant soul of his master. He's quite choking, and besides, he doesn't look like he's going to kill you. If he were to kill you, just one blow would be enough to kill you.

So I didn't take action, and I don't plan to take action now. Just pretend to be a grandson and don't fight hard. At worst, let him take Diao'er away and snatch her back later. "

Yun Tianxie's voice was also full of helplessness.

Hearing his master's voice, Yang Yiyun felt extremely depressed. It was so painful that an ancient warrior who surpassed his innate ability could emerge from such a desperate situation.

Fortunately, this old man looked crazy and did not go further to deal with him, otherwise Yang Yiyun would really run away.

At this time, the old man chuckled and said: "You little kid is a bit interesting. You obviously don't have innateness, and your internal strength is at the peak level of Anjin, but your strength is comparable to the peak level of innateness. It's weird~"

After saying this, La La pulled his beard and muttered to himself, and then asked: "Little baby, who do you study under?"

Yang Yiyun learned his lesson now. Force cannot solve the problem, so he can only go back to literary strength. When he heard the old man talking, he thought to himself: "Brother, I have used many methods, and my strength is not only innate first-level, but also innate second-level." I can handle it. By the way, do you want to try using the witchcraft essence blood spell on the old man?"

"Pull you kid down. The witchcraft essence and blood curse can only be used against Xiantian. To deal with this person is to seek death. Don't really make him angry. You kid won't even have time to cry." Master Yun Tianxie's voice sounded unceremoniously in the bottom of his heart.

"Uh~ Let's forget it." Yang Yiyun thought in his mind that he was right. The somewhat crazy old man in front of him was an ancient warrior who had surpassed his innate abilities and was a powerful golden elixir comparable to a cultivator. It might be useless to use witchcraft and blood spells.

Seeing that the old man Yang Yiyun was about to correct himself and see if he could get Diao'er back, he said: "Old man, please don't worry about my school for now. Let's get back to the topic. How can you return Diao'er to me?" How about I compensate you for a car full of good Maotai?"

"Go away, the wine I brew is a unique secret recipe. It is not an ordinary wine. Even if you give me ten carts, I will not make it. My bamboo leaf wine is brewed from bamboo leaves that have been baptized by the essence of heaven and earth. It is second only to the fine wines in the ancient martial arts world. Regarding Monkey Wine, unless you can exchange it for Monkey Wine, there is no need to discuss it.

However, Monkey Wine is unique because it can be brewed by monkeys in a special environment. Don’t even think about it. Just don’t pester me, otherwise I will be really rude to you~" After finishing his words The old man held the squeaking mink in his arms and turned around to leave without even looking at Yang Yiyun.

However, before he had taken three steps, he suddenly stopped, sniffed his nose, and said to himself: "It smells so good. I haven't asked about it in a while. It smells like monkey wine." ~"

As the old man spoke, his face was full of obsessed greed, and he subconsciously began to swallow his saliva. When he turned around, he saw the boy opposite holding a ceramic wine bottle in his hand, looking at him with a smile.

Yang Yiyun was overjoyed. This crazy old man was obviously obsessed with fine wine. When he mentioned Monkey Wine, Yang Yiyun knew that there was a turning point in the matter.

With a thought in his heart, he took out a bottle of monkey wine from the Qiankun Pot. The monkey wine he got from Hou Doudou's hometown was placed in the space of the Qiankun Pot. Half of it was sent out, and the other half was still there. The space of the Qiankun Pot was left untouched.

After taking it in hand and opening the lid of the wine, the aroma of monkey wine wafted out instantly, but then he saw the old man turning around with an obsessed look on his face, vomiting and spitting.

Immediately, before Yang Yiyun could react, he saw the old man's eye hairs gleaming and disappearing in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Yiyun felt as if a strong wind was blowing, and when he looked again, the wine bottle in his hand had disappeared.

The crazy old man appeared next to him, holding monkey wine in his hand, putting it to his nose and sniffing. Na Na said to himself: "It is indeed monkey wine, it is indeed monkey wine~" His tone was full of excitement.

When Yang Yiyun saw it, the corners of his mouth raised and he smiled, and a brilliant idea suddenly appeared in his mind.