The System Takes Me to Practice

"vomit!!!"

A female monk who was closest to her finally couldn't help but vomited, and even more so because she couldn't bear the smell, she went into a coma on the spot.

"interesting."

Lu Ye said.

Seeing this, the lord sitting opposite the sloppy old man suddenly became interested and quickly flew out of the fart covered by the sloppy old man.

"I really didn't expect that an old man of the human race farts so powerfully. He is about to catch up with me."

After finishing speaking, the Lord Lu's big eyes turned slightly and smiled.

"Old man, I think you have excellent talents, why don't you worship under my sect? I can teach you a self-made exercise. I believe this exercise will increase your fart power at least three times."

"Oh, you still accept me as a disciple based on your strength at the first level of the true fairyland? Also, I'm not interested in any of your self-made old techniques."

The sloppy old man sat in his place leisurely, surrounded by the smell of his own fart, as if he was immune to the smell.

"Okay, then I'll show off the exercises I created for Master Lu."

As for his own realm to be despised by the sloppy old man, Lvye was not surprised. There were a large number of Tianjiao from the Lower Continent, and there were many who were stronger than him.

"Oh, let's take a look at it."

The sloppy old man was still digging his nostrils, and seeing a booger on his little finger's hand, he flicked his finger and directly blew the booger into the mouth of an unlucky monk.

The hapless monk still didn't know what was in his mouth. He subconsciously licked it. The smell was a bit weird and sticky. Finally, he checked with his spiritual sense, and suddenly he vomited.

"That's optimistic."

Lord Lv waved his hand, revealing his naked upper body, inhaling continuously in his mouth, while doing cheer movements with both hands.

In a short while, the belly of the lord began to expand, like a balloon, which would explode at any time.

"Look at my master donkey fart!"

The lord aimed at the sloppy old man. The sloppy old man suddenly felt bad, but it was too late to escape.

boom!

This is not farting, but thunder.

Hearing loud noises, the area around ten kilometers around the lord was enveloped by a strong yellow gas.

Through the yellow gas, Yang Fan also saw hundreds of monks lying on the ground. These monks have one characteristic in common, that is, foaming at the mouth.

Fortunately, Lord Lv was just farting, and essentially didn't take action against other people, otherwise the old man responsible for guarding the battle platform would definitely take action to suppress it.

The old man in charge of guarding the battle platform, Yang Fan couldn't help but cast his eyes on the old man at a stone table near the battle platform.

The old man's beard and hair are all white, his eyes are small, and his breath is restrained. Yang Fan can't see the strength of the old man at all. As for using the identification function, Yang Fan is afraid to use it. Because the identity recognition function will be discovered if it is used by people whose realm exceeds their own three realms. If the old man in front of him is a golden immortal, then Yang Fan must be discovered if he uses it.

In Xianyu, it is a taboo to use God's sense to probe others, especially if the opponent is at least a strong person in Golden Fairyland.

The old man lay on a wooden chair with Erlang's legs leisurely, as if he didn't know what was happening on the viewing platform.

The lord's anger gradually dissipated, and the sloppy old man was still sitting in his place, but his cheeks were flushed at this time, he was pinching his nose hard, and there was a formation around him. Rao is so, still did not stop the lord's cocky fart.

"Mad, I'm so stinky, I really didn't expect that there are people who fart worse than mine, old man, I would like to recognize you as the king of farts."

"Haha, wherever, I actually used a trick. I have been holding this fart for hundreds of years. I have kept it in storage just in case. I really didn't expect to meet an opponent today, sorry."

The lord laughed loudly, patted the sloppy old man on the shoulder, and then squeezed a complicated gesture. In an instant, the yellow gas within a radius of more than ten kilometers was taken into the body by the lord.

The sloppy old man was stunned.

Everyone was stunned.

Murong Zhan was equally stunned.

Yang Fan's mouth twitched fiercely, thinking in his heart.

"Whoever makes teammates with them is really bad luck for eight lifetimes."

What Yang Fan didn't know was that these two men would be his two essential teammates to master the entire Celestial Realm.

"It's great, fellow Lv Daoist, I didn't expect you to be able to take back the fart you let out. I don't know how to be old-fashioned, teach me, how?

The sloppy old way was a little closer to the lord, and the unpleasant smell on his body penetrated into the lord's nose. But the strange thing is that the lord doesn't seem to hear or see, and he has no reaction on his face.

"But this is my secret technique, why should I teach it to you?"

The lord scratched his butt, there was something itchy there, but in the eyes of the sloppy old way, he thought that the monster with a donkey head in front of him liked men, and he trembled all over, and the whole person moved aside.

"That's not good. I only like women in the old way. I don't like half-human and half-demon ones, and I am still a male."

"roll!"

The lord kicked a sloppy foot.

"You are really a wizard, you don't feel uncomfortable when you are so dirty?"

The lord chose to sit down beside the sloppy old road, as if he had no sense of smell.

"Hey, so people call me sloppy, but I still like my name."

The sloppy old man whispered, then took out a piece of pie from an unknown part of his body and gobbled it up like a beggar who had been hungry for a long time.

The lord saw up close that the cake that the sloppy old Dao took out had various ingredients on it, and even some bugs, but this kind of bug contains a lot of nutrients, even if the fairy eats it, it has great benefits.

"what name?"

"Preacher."

"My name is a donkey... Daxian, but I prefer you to call me a lord. I said preacher, are you disgusting, you actually like to eat bugs, are you a bird?"

"Ah, I actually said that I was a bird. I think you are the one. Also, you still want me to call you Lord Donkey. It's not ashamed. I'm the old man at my age. I should be your father."

"roll!"

The lord was angry, but didn't care about it, but felt that he wanted to team up with the sloppy old way called the preacher.

Gee!

After eating a few bites, the sloppy and old-fashioned pie was eaten up, and he licked his fingers still, as if he was eating delicious food.

"I said preacher, do you like this disgusting thing so much?"

"No way. Although this thing looks disgusting, it tastes delicious. If you have other delicious things, I am willing to exchange treasures."

The sloppy old-fashioned voice is not loud, but the strength has reached a certain level, as long as the voice is not deliberately lowered, it can be heard within a few kilometers.