I have a magical tree

However, after walking out for a while, Xu Dao suddenly turned back.

"Does the donor Ge regret it?" Wuwang asked, but his tone was very calm.

Xu Dao shook his head, "Regret, what the hell, I, Ge, always do things with one word and one nail."

Xu Dao's tone was heroic and generous, with a sense of chivalrous chivalry, which made the eyelids of the little monk Wuwang opposite him jump. If he didn't know some rumors about this person, he would be fooled by this illusion.

This donor Ge is the best at disguise. Changing his appearance is just the basics. Although he doesn't know where he learned this disguise, he hasn't seen any flaws so far.

But changing his appearance is the least worth mentioning. The most terrifying thing is that this person can change his breath. If he hadn't accidentally seen the mark on his forehead, the domineering fist, and the Nanming Lihuo, he would never have connected this person with the Ge Changqing who appeared in the Laoyangshan Temple before.

The appearance and dress of Ge Changqing had actually been spread a long time ago, and he had also seen it by chance. After all, he was a master who killed the Holy Son of Wutong Sect with one punch, so it was impossible not to pay attention to him.

Because even if he faced the Holy Son of Wutong Sect, he could only run away.

But, could Ge Changqing and the person in front of him be the same person? Anyway, before this, he didn't believe it.

"The donor came back..." Wuwang was now in a state of slacking, and he had also let it go. At most, he would die. Apart from that, what could Xu Dao do to him? So, kill him or cut him up, whatever you want!

Xu Dao looked up and down at the little monk, "I think you are a good person, and your character is also good... Ask you something!"

The little monk Wuwang breathed a sigh of relief. This person should have really let him go. At least he really didn't feel any killing intent now.

"Look, this is what I got in that mountain. Do you recognize it?" Xu Dao turned out a golden corpse.

The reason why he chose to ask Wuwang was mainly because Wuwang was born in one of the three top forces in this area, and his knowledge must be extraordinary. If he missed it, it would be difficult to find a similar opportunity in the future.

In fact, if the saint of Wutong Shenjiao was not too eager to die, he wanted to ask that idiot. After all, that was a Qi Refining Sect. Let’s not talk about the problems of character and humanity, but the foundation of the Qi Refining Sect is definitely better than that of the martial arts sect.

Unfortunately, that guy has been dead for a long time.

As for whether this thing will arouse the greed and thoughts of this little monk, and make him have thoughts that he shouldn’t have...

Xu Dao: There is such a good thing? Isn’t that what he wants?

The reason why he chose to let Wuwang go was just because he didn’t find a tenable reason to kill him, otherwise the little monk would have turned into ashes at this time.

Xu Dao always said that he did things with a clear conscience! But this sentence can also be understood as, as long as Xu Dao can do it with a clear conscience, he can really do anything.

As for what it means to have a clear conscience, the definition is more vague. Xu Dao never decided to die. He said that he would not kill the old, the young, women, or ordinary people. He just did not kill the good in his heart.

The little monk Wuwang turned his head away almost subconsciously, and even that was not enough, he closed his eyes.

"What are you doing?" Xu Dao was surprised.

The little monk Wuwang clasped his hands together, his eyes still closed, "Although the donor has no intention of killing, he has malicious intent. The donor is probably digging a trap. I think... this is not good!"

"The donor has obtained this precious treasure. I am an outsider who met by chance. It is indeed not suitable for me to see it. If the little monk cannot control the greed in his heart, isn't it a sin? Please let the little monk go!"

The little monk Wuwang spoke sincerely, and Xu Dao smiled awkwardly. This monk is too difficult to grasp. Sometimes he is stupid, and sometimes he is too smart. Even Xu Dao began to be weird. Is the stupidity he sometimes shows real... or pretending?

If it's true, it's fine. At most, this little monk is too weird. But if he's pretending... that's really interesting.

"Okay, open your eyes! You can look at it casually. I just want to ask about the origin of this thing. After all, you come from a top force and are well-informed. Look how scared you are! Am I that kind of person?" Xu Dao comforted him.

Wuwang thought, who are you? Don't you know what you are? The malice just now was so obvious that it was almost written on his face: I want to go fishing!

"Hurry up! It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. I want to continue on my way after seeing it!" Xu Dao urged.

Little monk Wuwang opened his eyes helplessly and looked at the thing in Xu Dao's hand.

After a while, Wuwang looked up at Xu Dao, wanting to say something but stopping.

"How is it? Do you know this thing? Do you know its origin? How much is it worth?" Xu Dao asked immediately when he saw that his face was different.

"Donor... Donor Li Xiuming, he died so unjustly!" Little monk Wuwang sighed.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"The reason why Donor Li clashed with Donor Ge was, after all, because of this opportunity, but... he was so wronged!"

"This thing is worthless?" Xu Dao frowned, "Are you lying? Monks don't lie!"

Wuwang sighed and pointed at the golden corpse, "It's not that it has no value, it's... it's really worthless!"

Xu Dao: "..."

He looked at Wuwang, then at the corpse in his hand, and doubted his life. How could it be possible that even after countless years, this corpse still had a faint pressure and terrifying vitality. Although the Dao rhyme on it was mostly worn out, there was still a lot of it left, and the research value was still extremely high.

Xu Dao himself could not understand it, but felt that this thing might hide a great secret. How could this monk say that it was so worthless?

Seeing Xu Dao's face of disbelief, Wuwang asked again, "Do you know Fufeng County?"

Xu Dao nodded, "Xining County is a neighboring county, and it belongs to Xijing Road. What's wrong?"

"This thing is rampant in Fufeng County. Over the years, the ones dug out are not worth 10,000, but 8,000. In fact, some are even better than yours!" Wuwang scratched his bald head.

Xu Dao: "..."

He looked down at the golden corpse in his hand again, "You didn't lie to me?"

"Why would I lie to you? Lie to you about this piece of garbage in your hand?" Wuwang spread his hands.

"Speak properly, how could this thing be garbage!" Xu Dao fell into self-doubt. Is this thing really that bad?

"But this thing is really worthless. If you go to Fufeng County, you can buy it with money if you are lucky! Although it is rare to see this thing in this place, it does not change the fact that it has no value!"

"Has no one studied it?"

"It has been studied, but it is useless. This thing has aroused the interest of many powerful people. After studying it, they directly gave it the evaluation of garbage!"

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