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Chapter 401: A glass of wine for a bodyguard


The old man's words caught people off guard.

Ji Zilong staggered out of the door and almost fell down.

It turned out that the drunkard old man was called Shishixian.

He looked back at the old man, and Ji Zilong turned around and ran away.

"Hey."

Seeing Ji Zilong walking away, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

"Think of me as an earthly immortal.

Although I am not an immortal, I can account for everything in the world.

Looking at this world, everyone who sees me has to respectfully call me an immortal.

But this kid, oh, what a bad fate."

The mortal immortal sighed slightly, then put all the things Ji Zilong gave him into his magic plate and weapon pattern area, and then started to practice them.

On the other side, Ji Zilong and Rabbit were sneaking all the way.

According to the map of Chenshixian, they quickly found the wine cellar pointed by Chenshixian.

With Rabbit's formation-breaking talent, they quickly submerged into it, and before the two people at the door After the disciple in charge of guarding was knocked unconscious, one person and one rabbit walked in carelessly.

Jars of fine wine are neatly arranged inside.

Even if the jars are well sealed with mud, the wine cellar is still overflowing with the aroma of wine, which is intoxicating.

"It's such a good drink.

No wonder this drunkard old man never forgets it."

Ji Zilong sighed in his heart.

After looking at each other with Rabbit, he was furious and quickly put the wine here into the Dharma plate.

Because Ji Zilong's Dharma plate already contained a lot of things, he also stored it in Rabbit's Dharma plate.

Some.

After doing all this quickly, Ji Zilong and Rabbit quickly returned.

When they returned to their residence, only two hours had passed, but the mortal immortal seemed to have completed his work long ago and was already lying on Ji Zilong's bed and fell asleep.

Beside the bed, twelve small daggers, a five-meter black halberd, and four small claw sets of rabbits were neatly placed.

Next to the halberd, there were large black beds.

On the bed, a pair of golden shorts were folded and placed respectfully.

Seeing this, Ji Zilong couldn't help but feel a little strange when he looked at the mortal immortal.

Most of the materials for refining these things came from the Six-Gold Shield Formation of the Nangong clan.

The Six-Gold Shield Formation is a fusion of six kinds of metals, five of which are auxiliary materials, and the other one is from the chain that trapped the fairy dragon in Qilong Lake.

This thing is fairy iron.

In order to refine the Six-Gold Shield Formation, the Nangong clan not only used all the qi-training masters in the sect, but also used all the other slightly stronger disciples in the sect.

However, this mortal immortal actually single-handedly defeated them.

It was refined, and the time was so short.

This kind of strength is truly terrifying.

"Back."

Across Ji Zilong's dharma plate, the mortal immortal smelled a strong aroma of wine.

He immediately jumped up from his sleep and looked at Ji Zilong expectantly.

"Back."

Ji Zilong nodded, but he did not immediately take out the wine and give it to the mortal immortal.

He first picked up the twelve small daggers and gestured in his hands.

The sharp cold light seemed to be able to cut the air in the flash.

He put them away with satisfaction.

Ji Zilong grabbed the big sword.

The halberd began to dance with a whirring sound.

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These things are actually all middle-grade spiritual weapons.

"Not bad.

I heard that weapons fused with fairy iron are very popular.

I'm afraid of being robbed, so you have to disguise me.

I want to keep a low profile."

Ji Zilong said.

"How do you disguise yourself and keep a low profile?"

The mortal immortal stood up.

This time, this guy was on to the point.

Spiritual weapons containing immortal iron could easily cause trouble.

Ji Zilong thought for a while, then his eyes slowly fell on the gold shorts next to him, and he said without hesitation: "My pants are gold.

You give me a black weapon and a bed.

The colors don't match, so why don't you give me a black weapon and a bed?"

Let’s change the weapons to gold ones.”

The face of the mortal immortal twitched.

This is what you call low-key.

You are completely rich.

You are not low-key at all.

You are high-profile.

You are telling people all over the world that you are awesome and let them beat you.

However, considering that he still wanted to drink, the mortal immortal finally nodded and agreed.

With a flick of his sleeves, he put everything into the Dharma plate and recast it.

But since it was just a color change, after he pasted some golden material upside down, it was completed in less than half an hour.

Looking at these golden equipment, after a little experimentation, and understanding how to use these things, Ji Zilong finally nodded with satisfaction, put away the weapons, and put on his shorts.

"I just ran out without wearing pants and almost died from the cold."

Ji Zilong said while putting on pants.

"Where's the wine?"

The mortal immortal was impatient.

"Oh."

Ji Zilong nodded and said, "I almost forgot."

After saying that, his sleeves and robes flicked, and a wine glass filled with wine flew out of his dharma plate.

He handed it to the mortal immortal, and then he pursed his lips and said, "Well, this is it."

Looking at this glass of wine, the earthly immortal's nose immediately turned crooked with anger, and he said angrily: "Just this one glass."

"There are many more."

Ji Zilong said.

"Why don't you give them all to me?"

the old man with rosacea said angrily.

"Tch, who told you to trick the third elder in the first place?

Now that he is dead, I have to avenge him."

Ji Zilong said, yes, of the more than two hundred jars of wine, he did only plan to give the old man one glass, and the rest.

It should be reserved for the second brother in the future.

If the old man really still wants it, he has to agree to a condition.

The earthly immortal's face turned green, he blew his nose and glared: "When I refine weapons for others, you have to give me a lot of high-grade elixirs.

Are you insulting me by just giving me a glass of wine?

Stop talking nonsense." , give them all to me quickly.”

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"How can I give it to you?

You help me refine the weapon, and I'll buy you a glass of wine.

It's only natural that we are even."

Ji Zilong said ruthlessly.

"You" the mortal immortal almost went berserk.

You have always been the only one who can deceive others.

I didn't expect that this little kid would deceive you this time.

It was really a boat in the gutter.

It was a shame that you were so kind to help him.

"It's okay if you still want it.

Just promise me a condition.

When the time comes, I'll give it to you again."

Ji Zilong raised his finger.

"What conditions?"

Chen Shixian didn't want to do anything to Ji Zilong.

After calming down for a while, he rolled his eyes and asked angrily.

"I'm going out in a few days.

You have to promise to let me leave here safely.

As long as you let me leave here, I will give you a drink.

If you behave well, I can buy you a drink for free every night.

"Ji Zilong raised his finger and pointed at another word "one".

On the way back from stealing the wine, he discussed with Rabbit that this old ghost was extremely powerful and he must be his bodyguard.

After all, he was always being remembered by masters from various sects.

"Seriously, what I said is true."

Immediately the eyes of the worldly fairy lit up, he cheered up, and the anger he just felt disappeared in an instant.

"Seriously."

Ji Zilong nodded seriously.

"Okay, as long as you need it, just call the Earthly Immortal, and I will help you immediately.

But one thing you have to remember is that the Sword Control Sect is behind the magic iron gate.

At the moment, I don't want the Sword Control Sect to know about my existence. , so if you encounter the Magic Iron Sect, no matter how good the wine is, I won’t show up, and you can only take care of yourself,” the old man said seriously.

"Okay."

Ji Zilong nodded.

The old man said that this was his responsibility, so naturally there was no room for further discussion

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