? "Actually, I have help too.--." Wang Ziyue is not a fool. Without observing his words and expressions, he could feel the hostility revealed by Sima Jin at that moment. He smiled bitterly and pointed to the back: "In order to help Qing'er repair the magic circle, I violated the Heavenly Order and summoned more than 300 gods from the Heavenly Palace to help the Netherworld Sect arrange the magic circle. You must know that the Heavenly Court has always been out of the dispute in the lower realm, and the Heavenly Order strictly ordered no one in the Heavenly Palace to interfere."

After hearing this, Sima Jin's face improved a little: "Then how can you explain to your boss if you do this? If you find out that you violate the laws of heaven, wouldn't you suffer?"

"Hehe, this is actually not a big deal. My boss is the Emperor of Heaven. The elders of Heaven are busy practicing in seclusion and have no time to pay attention to me. Now, the Heavenly Sword is useless."

Wang Ziyue said with a squinted eyes, and Sima Jin was so angry that his face no longer looked good.

An Bochen knew that Sima Jin hated the world's most mischievous lovers, and those men who made women, especially those who looked down on women, were heartbroken. Seeing Sima Jin pulling his face down, he had to come forward to smooth things over: "Yes, Brother Wang will definitely not just come to chat this time, I guess there are other things."

"Brother An, you're right." Wang Ziyue smiled embarrassedly, and looked embarrassed. He hesitated for a long time, and finally said, "I came to find Brother An this time, because I was hiding it from Qing'er. If Qing'er knew that I was going to disturb you, she would be unhappy. However, there is one thing I have been thinking about, so I can only ask you for help."

"What else is there in this world that even your prince Yue cannot do it properly? You cannot do it well, let alone us."

Sima Jin refused to let go of his words.

"This..." Prince Yue looked embarrassed and said for a while: "It's not that I can't do it, but I must stay on Guiyi Island to avoid being taken advantage of by Tianhe Sect and the Dongshen Cult."

"Then we are the treasures of your sweetheart's beautiful leader, the legendary talent of the world. Are you not afraid that we have a few things and your sweetheart will ignore you from now on?" Sima Jin asked with a sneer.

"It's okay." Wang Ziyue smiled slightly, and saw him take out a bracelet from his arms and hand it to Sima Jin: "The things here are the giant divine weapons in the Heavenly Palace made of ancient divine weapons. There are five of them, each of which can withstand half a stick of incense from the powerful Xuantian."

Sima Jin took it, took out the giant magic weapon and looked at it, then handed it to An Bochen.

An Bochen had fumbled through one by one, feeling the full of spiritual energy and profound mystery inside, and after a little deduction, he judged that Wang Ziyue was not lying.

"Even if there is half a stick of incense, if we meet the powerful Xuantian, where can we escape?" Sima Jin said with a hint of glory.

"This...if the palace is in chaos today, there are not so many mysterious immortals in the world." Wang Ziyue obviously couldn't say that Sima Jin could not help but take out another sleeve and took out something: "So, this is for you. This is the four-sided flag of the Heavenly Palace, which can hide the magic circle. If you encounter a strong enemy, you can hide in the flag. This flag is protected by the Heavenly Bar and will take you to the Heavenly Palace."

As a result, Sima Jin played with it for a while, then put away his face and nodded, "Then what do you want us to do for you?"

When Wang Ziyue heard this, he looked happy and said, "Actually it's not a big deal. I want to ask you two to help me get something... I was wrong, not to help me get it, but to help Qing'er get it. With this object, the outer formation of the Netherworld Sect can be restored."

"What is it?" An Bochen asked with a stir in his heart.

"Million-year-old dragon eye." Wang Ziyue smiled and said, "The Black Dragon Cave that I destroyed was... to be honest, is just an eye of the ancient Netherworld Sea Dragon Emperor, but it has the power to destroy the world. There are few and few in the world. If you want to restore the Black Dragon Cave, you can only find another eye of the ten thousand-year-old dragon to replace it. Others don't know, but I know that there is still a remains of a million-year-old dragon in the West Sea. If the two can help you get that dragon eye, I, Prince Yue, will be grateful."

"Hmph, you want to please your sweetheart, but you treat us as cows and horses. If there is no other benefit, don't mention this matter." Before An Bochen could speak, Sima Jin continued.

"Isn't it enough for five giant magic weapons and four-sided flags?" Wang Ziyue seemed a little annoyed and said angrily by Sima Jin's insatiable blackmail.

"Then..." Sima Jin sighed regretfully, winked at An Bochen, and walked back as he spoke, his expression slightly complicated.

Although it is just such a small step, there is a lot of knowledge in it. If you want to refuse, you will still welcome it, and if you want to stop, you will still stop. This is the essence of bargaining among merchants.

An Bochen shook his head secretly. As soon as he shook his head, Wang Ziyue spoke: "Slow down."

Sima Jin stopped and looked at Wang Ziyue in surprise: "What's wrong, Lord God?"

"What else do you want?" Prince Yue said with disgust.

Sima Jin's face was covered with dark clouds and he smiled happily: "The King of God is so generous. The little woman doesn't want the God of God to spend too much money. Let's do this, I only have ten Nine-Turn Immortal Holy Pills."

Wang Ziyue's face suddenly turned pale. He shook for a moment, resisting the urge to vomit blood: "You actually know the Nine-Turn Immortal Holy Pill... Then you should also know how difficult it is to refine this pill. In addition to the supreme blood and the mysterious fairy tears, there are also the ten thousand-year true dragon eye beads..."

"So precious." Before Wang Ziyue finished speaking, Sima Jin interrupted him and nodded seriously, "Then, I want twenty."

Looking at Wang Ziyue who was eaten by Sima Jin, An Bochen was secretly amused. Don’t reason with women no matter what you do, let alone Sima Jin.

"Seven, up to seven. The Heavenly Palace has only opened the furnace once every 100 years, and each furnace is only more than one hundred." Wang Ziyue said in a muffled voice.

"No, eighteen."

"Eighteen...you are really a lion's mouth."

"If you don't give it, there is no need to discuss this matter. As for the giant spirit magic weapon and four-sided flag you just gave us, just treat it as fish money." Sima Jin said, and took another step back that even Xuanxian could do anything.

"Eight, I'll add another one, up to eight." Wang Ziyue said gritting his teeth.

"Forget it, I'll give us fifteen of them." Sima Jin spread his hands and looked at An Bochen with a helpless expression: "I'm really irresistible if I don't."

Seeing this, An Bochen knew that the Nine-Turn Immortal Holy Pill must be a good thing, so he cooperated with Sima Jin to stand up and acted to see the guests.

"Forget it, at most ten! No matter how many I don't have them!" Prince Yue growled as if he was about to vomit blood.

"Okay, the deal is completed!" Sima Jin and An Bochen stopped at the same time and said neatly.

Wang Ziyue was stunned, and then realized that he had been put on a slight gesture, smiling bitterly, with a complicated expression.

"The God General's words are the Nine Cauldrons, and I believe that they will not change again. In this way, you will give me the Nine-Turn Immortal Holy Pill and tell us the exact location of the remains of the million-year-old true dragon and the dangers they encountered along the way. We will go tomorrow morning." Sima Jin said solemnly.

"Okay. You guys wait."

Wang Ziyue seemed to dare not deal with Sima Jin again. He took out another four-sided flag from his arms and pinched a spell. In the blink of an eye, the human flag disappeared at the same time. When Wang Ziyue disappeared, both An Bochen and Sima Jin could clearly feel a large area of ​​void in the North Sea, and the airflow turned over and over. Not long after, the four-sided flag as big as a palm slowly appeared in the air. Then, Wang Ziyue, carrying a small golden gourd and a scroll, walked out of the flag, and became bigger while walking.

This was the first time An Bochen and Sima Jin saw such a scene. While curious, they were inevitably a little alert.

In ancient times, it developed to this day. Taoism has flourished and magic weapons have frequently appeared, far exceeding the imagination of An Bochen and Sima Jin. Some Taoisms and magic weapons are not described in a few words in history books, such as this four-sided flag that can make people quickly travel between the four continents and the Heavenly Palace.

"This is a pill, this is a map. I hope both of you can keep your promise."

After saying that, Wang Ziyue smiled at An Bochen and flew upside down to the floating giant island.

Just as Prince Yue raised his hand and was about to order his retreat, An Bochen, who was standing on the edge of the water pavilion, suddenly shouted: "By the way, Brother Wang. I wonder if I will go to find a million-year-old real dragon during this trip, is there a time limit?"

Wang Ziyue, who had already climbed to the giant island, seemed not expecting An Bochen to ask such a question. He frowned slightly and nodded: "Of course, there is, half a year. I hope that the two of you can get a million-year dragon for Wang within half a year."

After saying that, Wang Ziyue waved his hand and ordered Judao--.

The smoke is vast and the island is flying in the water.

"grown ups."

A female monk walked up to Wang Ziyue and brought a basin of milky white water.

Wang Ziyue nodded, looked cold and washed the noodles with water in the basin.

"Hmph, such a person is actually the so-called talented person in the world. What I didn't expect was that Wang Ziyue was defeated by that man's move."

Lifting his head from the basin, "Prince Yue" said with disdainful smile.

"But sir, you just want to send them away. Wouldn't it be a pity to give so many real treasures for this?" the fairy said with courage.

"No matter what the two of them say, they are carrying such a big name on their backs. In order to prevent them from seeing the flaws, this marquis has to use the real treasure."

After washing off the mask, the speaker revealed his original appearance.

Compared with Wang Ziyue, he is not ugly, but he has a little more feminine aura and his face turns slightly blue. In addition, he and Wang Ziyue are actually similar.

Even so, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed. He looked at the female fairy who was serving by his side. He suddenly reached out and pulled the female fairy into his arms. His hands were like poisonous snakes and wandered around like a poisonous snake.

"Actually, only a small part of me is lying to them. Most of them, I'm still telling the truth. For example, there is indeed a million-year-old real dragon in the West Sea, but it's a living dragon. We all call it Grandpa Dragon King. Even this marquis is not sure to defeat the dragon, let alone these two juniors. Humph, Grandpa Dragon King hates others to disturb him in the practice of cultivation the most. When the two enter the West Sea field and encounter Grandpa Dragon King, they will only have one end. By then, won't all my treasures come back?"

The man said, his eyes emitting a smug light, as if An Bochen and Sima Jin had fallen into the dragon's mouth and had no place to die.

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