The old beggar changed the subject and pointed directly at Song Que, the Heavenly Blade. He knew that although Song Que was not very conspicuous, he had a lot of good things on him.

"I wonder if Senior Song is willing to open this altar?"

Li Xiaobai asked with a smile. For him, it doesn't matter who he cheats, as long as the resources are in place.

Song Que was a little stunned. He didn't expect that the two people who were still shirking each other a second ago suddenly pointed their spearheads at him. He was not unfamiliar with this feeling. This was the rhythm of being cheated.

And from this point of view, the old beggar was just pretending to ask Li Xiaobai, and his real target has always been himself.

"Ah this..."

"I have no other treasures except this knife."

Song Que seemed very single. He inserted the sword on his waist into the ground and said word by word.

"Then there is no way. This altar can't be opened. The human race has no future."

The old beggar shook his head and sighed.

"Hmph, old man, the treasures you have looted are more than those of several old forces in Zhongzhou. How could you not have any?"

Song Que said coldly, his words were full of displeasure. This old man was treating him as a fool.

"Old Song, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Do you have any evidence that the old beggar has treasures?"

The old beggar widened his eyes and shouted angrily.

Just as the two of them were arguing and arguing, a cold voice floated in from outside the door.

"Tianwu, it's been many years since we last met. How are you?"

Hearing this voice, Song Que shut up instantly. The old beggar shuddered unconsciously, turned his head, looked at the visitor with embarrassment and smiled: "The second in command hasn't left yet. How come you have time to come here today? Are you missing the old beggar?"

The visitor was Liu Ren, wearing a golden helmet and golden armor, heroic and valiant.

She sensed the return of the old beggar in the city at the first time. She hated this old friend and rival with gnashing teeth. The other party had cheated her more than once, and it was when she was weaker.

It was the old beggar who taught her that there is something in the world called not following martial ethics!

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm going to open the altar today. You quickly take out the resources to open the formation!"

Liu Ren glared and said without question.

"Damn, it's always the old beggar who gets cheated."

The old beggar muttered, his face full of pain, and took out a small earthenware jar. Liu Ren spoke personally, and he dared not disobey. The other party's terror was no less than his peak state, and he was very fierce. He dared not act rashly.

The small earthenware jar was very simple, exquisite, and exuded a sense of craftsmanship. Once it was taken out, the whole room was filled with a refreshing fragrance.

It seems that what is inside is not some kind of natural treasure, but a bowl of soup. Li Xiaobai sniffed it hard, and the smell was so fragrant that he wanted to drink it immediately.

Song Que and Liu Ren also had similar expressions. People who practiced light meals and vegetarian food, and the big guys who practiced to this level did not need to eat at all. Just daily practice was enough to maintain the body's needs.

At this moment, they suddenly smelled such a smell of fireworks, and their appetites were aroused. This smell was too fragrant.

Looking at the faces of the people, the old beggar reached out and took off the lid, smiling triumphantly.

"This thing is called Golden Dragon Bone Soup, which the old beggar spent a whole year to make."

"The ingredients of this soup are taken from the ancient dragon, three parts of the dragon bloodline power, three parts of the dragon spine, three parts of the dragon horn, and one part of the dragon-eating grass. After grinding and refining, the special product of the Daughter Kingdom, the daughter red, is used as the soup base, and the fairy forest grass is used as the seasoning, and the unicorn blood is added to the flavor. It is boiled for three months, and then the soup is buried underground for seven months. It can be opened two months after it is taken out, and it is formed into the current Golden Dragon Bone Soup."

The old beggar added fuel to the fire and praised the earthenware soup in his hand.

The dragon soup was presented in front of everyone. Even if it was going to cost money, it had to be worth it. This wave of pressure must be put on.

The soup was golden yellow, and the oil fragrance was overflowing. The pieces of dragon meat in it were cut into thin slices and lay quietly in the soup. It was also yellow all over and exuded a rich meaty aroma.

Each piece of meat is the same size and thickness. It can be seen that the old beggar has great knife skills.

I really can't believe that this old guy, who usually looks unremarkable, actually has such skills.

"How is it? This is dragon bone soup. Do you know how big the dragon is?"

"Have you ever seen a dragon?"

"That's the only dragon on the Xianling Continent!"

The old beggar held up the earthenware jar in his hand and said proudly.

Li Xiaobai was speechless. This old beggar was bragging to the sky. He used an ancient dragon to make soup. Why don't you go to heaven?

It doesn't matter whether there are dragons on the Xianling Continent.It's a different story. At best, this earthenware pot soup was made by using a dragon with a trace of dragon blood in its body. However, since the old beggar took so long to make it, the effect must be extraordinary.

"Woof, old man, give your Er Gouzi a taste!"

Er Gouzi's eyes lit up and he pounced on the old beggar, wanting to drink up the soup in the small earthenware pot.

"Hehe, I want it too!"

Ji Wuqing also fluttered his wings and rushed over. This thing is a great tonic. If you swallow it, your strength will definitely be able to reach a higher level.

"Shut up, shut up, these are the old beggar's sweethearts, how can I give them to you broken chickens and broken dogs!"

The old beggar guarded the earthenware pot soup tightly and kicked Er Gouzi and Ji Wuqing out.

"Don't make a fuss. This is the treasure of the senior. If you drink it, he will fight you to death."

Li Xiaobai stepped forward and grabbed the chicken and the dog. These two guys have been worrying for a day.

The old beggar stopped pretending and carefully shook out a drop of soup from the clay pot and dripped it on the five-color altar.

A terrifying spirit rushed up from this drop of clay pot soup. In just a moment, the formation on the five-color altar flowed out a rhyme, the five-color divine light burst out, and the ancient atmosphere was filled.

In the room, thunder roared and Sanskrit sound rolled.

A crack suddenly tore in the void, revealing a space vortex.

The vortex continued to expand, as high as a person, and there were lightning and thunder in the internal space, which seemed very violent. This is a feature of the unstable construction of the space channel. If the old beggar could give a few more drops of clay pot soup, perhaps it would be more stable.

"One drop is enough. If the space channel stabilizes, we can go over there, and the beings over there can also come over. Today, we are just temporarily communicating, which is enough."

Liu Ren said.

The old beggar was as if he had been pardoned. He turned his wrist and instantly put the earthenware pot of soup into his pocket.

The people in the room stared at the vortex in the room that was getting bigger and bigger. When it spread to the height of two people, the vortex stabilized.

After a few seconds of silence in the room, a voice floated out from inside.

"Didn't I say that if there is no emergency, don't open the channel at will!"

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