Chapter 1786

"Where can you run?" Wei Wubing stood far away, not approaching the other party, "The world is so big, is there a place for you? Here, you can get all the resources you need, without you spending half a thought, without you doing it yourself. After going out, you have to worry about everything yourself, are you sure you can do it? How long has it been since you looked in the mirror?"

Zhou Mobai tilted his head, his blood-red eyes staring at the other party.

Wei Wubing snorted coldly, and the secret room was instantly tense to the point of making people unable to breathe, "You are not human or ghost now, if you go out, everyone will be scared to death by you. Brother Zhou, you and I have had friendship for many years, the old man will never harm you."

Zhou Mobai seemed to have heard a huge joke, looked up and laughed out loud.

"Eunuch Wei, oh Eunuch Wei, to be a person to your extent, it is also difficult for you. More and more hypocritical! Everyone says you are simple and sincere, among so many people, you are the only eunuch who broke through the grandmaster realm. Now looking at it, they all looked away back then. Your thoughts are not few at all, you are not simple at all."

Zhou Mobai stood up suddenly, his figure fluttering like a ghost.

Wei Wubing stood still, letting the other party do it.

Zhou Mobai stopped in front of him suddenly, "Eunuch Wei, you don't dare to go to see Master Liaowu alone, so you called me. Are you afraid? You are afraid of Liaowu's six supernatural powers, afraid that he will see through your true face? Tsk tsk... you also have times when you are afraid! Actually, there is no need. The Buddhist six supernatural powers are not so easy to practice, Liaowu has achieved a little success, and is still far from great success. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked about Liechen the monk."

"How do you know!?" Wei Wubing was half-believing.

Zhou Mobai's figure was flickering east and west, south and north, fast as lightning, running freely in the secret room.

"If he had great success, he would have long seen through Liechen the monk's past, present, and future, why would he need to ask personally. If he had great success, everything would be ants, why would he need to care. He didn't see through it, so he only has a little success. Even we overestimated him. Brother Wei, don't be afraid, tomorrow I will definitely accompany you on a trip to Daxiang Temple, meet the old monk, weigh his weight, and let you report to the Emperor."

Wei Wubing was expressionless, like an old monk in meditation.

Zhou Mobai sneered, his face sank, that fierce and cold look, looking more and more like a ghost.

"I'm hungry, you should prepare meals for me!"

"Today there is only deer blood instead!" Wei Wubing said seriously.

Zhou Mobai was very disdainful, "Forget it, deer blood is deer blood, I don't care. My divine skill is complete, it's not that I must drink blood. It's just that I'm already used to it, and I can't change it for a while."

"Don't talk big!" Wei Wubing didn't believe half a word.

Zhou Mobai laughed, "As you wish!"

Doesn't matter if you believe it or not, he doesn't care.

Pressing a mechanism in the secret room, soon a mute servant sent today's meal, a bowl of deer blood, still steaming, particularly eye-catching.

Zhou Mobai couldn't wait to pick up the bowl, gulped it down, and in an instant, a bowl of deer blood was finished.

He wiped the corners of his mouth, his expression very satisfied. Like a traveler in the desert, finally drinking sweet and delicious clear water, the whole person instantly came alive, separated from the ghost, and finally had a bit of living person feeling.

Wei Wubing had seen the other party drinking blood countless times, and was used to it.

The mute servant was obviously well-trained, lowering his head, without any reaction.

Zhou Mobai reminded, "I want another bowl before leaving the palace tomorrow."

"One bowl every three days, none tomorrow."

Zhou Mobai was instantly furious, manic, running around in the secret room, once wanting to go out. Wei Wubing was prepared, the two fought several times, Zhou Mobai had to retreat, only able to rely on the advantage of fast speed to play with the other party.

"Wei surname, I will kill you sooner or later."

"Before the old man dies, I will definitely kill you."

"You don't let me drink human blood, I admit it. You don't even give me deer blood, are you trying to starve me to death?"

"You finally struggled out of the desperate situation of going crazy, preserving your life, how can you be willful! One bowl of deer blood every three days is best. When your body is raised, it will be changed to one bowl every five days, one bowl every ten days, until you quit completely." Wei Wubing looked helpless, his painstaking efforts, but the other party didn't accept it.

"Wei Wubing, you despicable villain. I want to kill you."

Hearing that there would be one bowl of blood every five days in the future, Zhou Mobai went completely crazy, his eyes red, swearing to kill the other party. Every move was a killing move, with the determination to kill the other party, without any affection.

Similar situations, Wei Wubing had experienced many times, and had long had coping means.

Go crazy, go crazy.

This secret room was specially built for Zhou Mobai, combined with the formation. Without his cooperation, Zhou Mobai couldn't think of going out.

This tossing, tossed until the early morning before it ended.

Zhou Mobai finally got tired and lay on the bed to rest.

Wei Wubing walked out of the secret room slightly tired, looking up at the starry sky.

In these years, his cultivation had improved, but there were also frequent stagnation feelings. He went to see Liaowu the monk, besides probing, it was not that he didn't have the idea of asking for advice.

Grandmasters are rare, and experience is even rarer, and it is even a secret that is not passed on.

Encountering difficulties in cultivation, he didn't know who to ask for help. Zhou Mobai, this unreliable guy, practiced wildly, went crazy, and almost dragged him into the infinite hell. Fortunately, he woke up early and didn't sink with the other party.

Eunuch Wang Hai had been operating in the palace for many years, and his eyes and ears were all over the vast palace.

He sent news to Chen Guanlou in time, "Tonight, Eunuch Wei might leave the palace."

After learning the news, Chen Guanlou was instantly excited, and even the blood in his body boiled with it.

Pick up the leak, pick up the leak!

He wants to pick up the leak!

It's best to pick up the corpse! Picking up anyone's is fine. All of them, cut them with one knife.

He ate and drank well, ensuring sufficient physical strength, drew out the precious sword Wugou, tonight there might be a fierce battle. When the sky was about to darken, he went straight to the back mountain of Daxiang Temple to lurk.

In the first month, the capital seemed to still be in the cold winter of the third nine days, cold enough to make people shiver.

Back mountain of Daxiang Temple, the cold wind roared. Especially the wind passing through the valley, like a sword out of its sheath, scraping on the face, painful, painful until numb.

Chen Guanlou felt nothing, the wind couldn't blow on him.

Time passed very long, he had enough patience.

Grandmasters meet, wanting to pick up the leak, must be careful and careful. Not a single mistake is allowed.

He had the confidence to escape from the hands of one grandmaster, but not the confidence to escape from the hands of two grandmasters.

The night was deep!

Estimated it was already early morning.

The cold wind roared in the mountain stream, but he felt other movements. Instantly blood surged, nervous and excited.

Could it be that the two grandmasters are here?

Here!

Indeed two grandmasters came.

Wei Wubing and Zhou Mobai, without Master Liaowu.

Chen Guanlou hid in the dark to peep, his eyebrows didn't move at all. Zhou Mobai was still alive, not surprising. But what was going on with that half-human, half-ghost appearance?

"Old Wei, since you are here, why don't you go to see Master Liaowu? With me accompanying you, what are you afraid of. Liaowu the monk is powerful, could it be that he can kill us both at the same time."

Zhou Mobai's tone was teasing, more like watching a joke than helping.

Wei Wubing stood on the mountain top, blowing the cold wind, seemingly wanting to make himself calmer.