"No, I can't die!"

Lu Pingan's eyes widened, and the moment he fell to the ground, he immediately supported the ground with his hands and struggled to crawl forward.

Trying to retrieve the scroll to make up for the mistake just now.

But shortly after, he heard a sound similar to a leaking bellows.

It turned out that this silent scroll was no longer available due to the lack of aura supply after activation.

It's too late to take another roll.

"..."

At this moment, Lu Ping's brain was blank.

He forgot his fear, he forgot to shout, he even forgot to resist.

Maybe in a while, he will end his short life in this state.

However, a few fingertips passed, but the monkey king's stick strike has not arrived.

Lu Pingan couldn't help but wonder.

He secretly counted a few more, and found that it was still the case.

This is not right!

Lu Ping'an shook his head abruptly. After his vision recovered, he looked around and was even more speechless.

I saw the red-backed macaques in the cave, just like seeing the Lord Yan, all kneeling to the ground, shaking.

"Hi! It hurts!"

The dazed Lu Ping shook his hand subconsciously, only to bump into an iron handle, and then a familiar tingling sensation came.

On closer inspection, he finally understood.

It turned out that when he fell down just now, because he was too flustered, he accidentally dropped the Mo Yang Sword.

And what the monkeys fear is this sword!

"I'm going, so awesome?"

Lu Ping'an couldn't help but be speechless, saying that he had known so long ago, how could it cost so much?

Just at this moment, the old beggar's voice sounded from the entrance of the cave: "What's wrong, disciple, you just called a teacher?"

"Okay, don't pretend, can a great master like you still hear?"

Lu Ping'an wiped the sweat from his forehead and said angrily.

Seeing the timing of the old beggar's appearance, he should have been hiding in the dark to watch himself make a fool of himself.

Maybe the Mo Yang sword that was at the bottom of the storage bag happened to fall out, and it was this old guy that made a ghost.

Lu Pingan's thoughts turned, secretly speculating.

Although he was injured and embarrassed in the fierce battle, the old beggar didn't let him go, which made him quite relieved.

After all, the two sides mentor and apprentice, and the old beggar is not reliable and will not push himself into the fire pit.

"Ahem! That... your kid has a good head, but he still lacks practice!"

After being demolished by Lu Pingan, the old beggar was quite embarrassed and coughed dryly, pretending to be a teacher instructed.

In fact, when Lu Pingan was entangled with the "Yuxiao stick formation" by the monkey group, he planned to take action.

But by coincidence, the old beggar was catching up with his internal emergency.

In view of his apprentice's good cultivation skills, excellent combat IQ, and a trace of luck, he made it easy for him to go first.

The result almost caused a big mistake.

Of course, he wouldn't say this episode, otherwise Lu Ping'an would have to cut off the relationship between the teacher and the apprentice.

"By the way, Master, baby got it."

Lu Ping'an did not forget the task assigned to him by the old beggar before entering the cave, picking up the magical artifact that resembled a golden hoop and handing it to the former.

"what?"

The old beggar stared for a moment, but soon he reacted, stepping forward and patted Lu Ping'an on the shoulder solemnly, "Well! Good job, I'll see you off."

After saying this, he immediately squeezed past the kneeling monkeys and walked towards the deepest part of the cave.

"Hey, Master, why are you going?"

Lu Pingan asked in surprise.

Looking at the old beggar's reaction, this "golden cudgel" does not seem to be the treasure he wanted to find by himself.

"Don't do anything, you go out to adjust your breath and cultivate."

The old beggar waved his hand backwards without turning his head.

"Why is it mysterious? Forget it, let him go."

Lu Ping'an tilted his head and looked at the old beggar's back, surprised in his heart, but because of his own injury, he didn't care too much about it.

In this way, after collecting the fallen Moyang sword and other items, Lu Pingan picked up the golden cudgel "given" by the old beggar and prepared to leave the cave.

But after only two steps out of him, the leg of his trousers was caught by one hand.

Lu Pingan looked back and found that it was the monkey king with the red-backed macaque.

At this time, the latter had a pitiful expression, like a child who had been snatched from the puppet toy.

Lu Pingan snorted coldly, and said in a bad tone: "What's the matter, do you still want to fight?"

He is not a man who has the benevolence of a woman, this monkey king just wanted to kill himself quickly.

Squeak!

He was probably afraid of the sword power of the Mo Yang sword. As soon as Lu Ping's words fell, the Monkey King shrank in fright and backed away several steps.

But even so scared, it still looked at the magic weapon iron rod in Lu Ping's hand reluctantly.

"What are you looking at? This is..."

Lu Pingan just wanted to say that this was something the old beggar gave him, but then he realized that something was wrong.

"Huh? Wait, it seems a bit messy."

Lu Pingan covered his forehead, quietly thinking about where the sense of violation in his heart came from.

Within a moment, he was stunned.

"Tsk, this old thing is obviously borrowing flowers to offer Buddha!"

Lu Pingan whispered softly.

From the beginning, he was preconceived, and coupled with the fierce battle, he ignored the fact that the monkey group uses the same iron rod system.

Judging by the reaction of the Monkey King just now, the iron rod of the magic artifact should be the possession of the monkey group, not the old beggar hiding here in advance.

"No! It's too cheap for him."

The apprentice was beaten to death by the monkeys, and the master had to take out some of his own things to compensate.

As Lu Pingan thought, he also walked into the depths of the cave.

At this moment, I saw that the old beggar had climbed up the rock wall and was squatting next to a boxwood tree growing by the sunlight that sprinkled through the cracks in the roof of the cave, not knowing what he was doing.

Lu Pingan came to the front lightly, before he waited for questioning, he smelled a refreshing fragrance of wine.

"Strange, how can there be wine here?"

Lu Ping'an looked around and saw that there was a bucket-sized tree hole at the bottom of this boxwood tree.

In the tree cave, there is a light yellow liquor filled with various wild fruits, which looks very delicious.

Lu Pingan stayed in Qingshan City for a month and was fascinated by the old beggar. Although he didn't learn a trick, he knew a lot about the local food and wine.

According to his guess, this should be the famous special wine of Qingshan City, monkey brewing.

"Hey, it's okay, it's hot today, come here a while later, but you will miss the best time to taste."

The old beggar flexed his hands, smiled, took the Vientiane pot from the belt buckle, and carefully stuffed the monkey in the tree hole into it.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Lu Ping'an's face was completely pulled down...