Girl, I’ll Teach You Cultivation

The engineering team under Qin Weiping has done a lot of work and knowledge. After seeing this thing, it has not been destroyed. Even if he dares not move it, he just takes it out and saves it completely.

"This is the soul!"

An elegant middle-aged mage opens his mouth. This thing is strange to ordinary people, but for the Master. It is more common.

He stared at the sign above, and read it in his mouth: "Hey...; flat...; Ray...;...; orphan...;...; what a real seal!"

The words on the symbol are no longer clear.

Jiang Xiu also curiously scraped the past. He was wearing a street stall, and the appearance of a young man was very conspicuous among a group of silver-haired, temperamental wizards.

One of the brows wrinkled: "Tang Laosi is stupid, look for a hairy boy who is not so dry to identify the ancient instrument."

The sound is not light, let alone Jiang Xiu. Tang Zhenshan, who was in the distance, heard it.

Tang Zhenshan is very embarrassing.

"Not unreasonable!"

The far-end floating like a fairy sat on an old man, and his eyes were closed. Jiang Xiu had not opened his eyes until now, and he was very tall. "The old man of Tang wants to be strange. My disciples are unobstructed."

The person who spoke was very different. Tang Zhenshan replied with care: "The master of Wulong is very polite."

Tang Wenchong explained to Jiang Xiu whisperedly: "This is a few masters in Jiangnan, Wulong Master, and even the provincial magnates have seen each other."

After being carefully identified by several mages in front of the soul. They all showed a hard time, and finally said helplessly: "I have to wait for the mana to be low, I can only see that this soul is weird but I don't know where the weirdness is. I also ask the Wulong master to give pointers."

"However, today's full moon is full of yin, this soul can't lick the moonlight, or cover it with a red cloth."

The service staff heard the words immediately took out a red cloth to cover the soul.

"You wait for the line to be low, the knowledge is shallow, you can see that this soul is weird, but also know that it is very valuable to use the red cloth to cover the shade." The Wulong master opened his mouth, and the tone was frightening. Some of the mage present were looking up. Unsightly, shy and bowed his head.

Only two of the far ends are at ease.

Tang Wenchong said to Jiang Xiu: "A white hair, a young face, stepping on the sandals under his feet, and a gourd hanging at the waist is Master Nankui!"

“The great mages who are known as the first in South Guangdong.”

Tang Wenchong also pointed to the end wearing a black gown. The middle-aged man who looks refreshing and savvy, but hegemonic, said: "The one is Mao Fang of Lingnan. There is a very loud nickname called Xiao Guo Shi!"

"These three are called the three friends of the South."

I saw the Oolong Master come to the soul.

"Ok!"

The Wulong Master suddenly slammed his feet, and the sword in his hand pointed to a knot. The **** turned red and flashed, and then they went to the soul. The soul covered by the red cloth shook. There is something in the vague soul that is stimulated.

The light in the soul glowed, and the whole inner court suddenly became cold. It seemed that the temperature was reduced by five or six degrees. It felt like a big summer walked into the mall from the road.

"This…;…;"

The Masters, the eyes of the horror were all picked up, and they looked at the shocking soul, feeling inexplicable fear, and the hairs were upside down.

Tang Wenchong, who does not understand the law, is even more shocked and stunned.

"Li. What is inside?"

Give them the feeling that there is something in the soul and it is still alive, but this soul is buried under the ground for a few hundred years, and what can still live?

Wu Long Master smiled a little, his eyes flashed a trace of inexplicable sarcasm, the sword pointed to a collection, and the soul stunned again after two shocks, it became quiet.

The surrounding airflow has also returned to normal.

The man who said that he was ridiculed by Jiang Xiu said: "If you see it, you know what a real mage is."

The people present have not been able to recover from the shock for a long time.

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Wu Long Master is a few Masters in Jiangnan. It is really not blowing. People have real skills. Jiang Xiu’s eyes are swept away. The Wu Long Master has spells in his body. According to the ranks of Xianwu Mainland, he is probably a training period. Cheng, in the Xianwu continent, is the initial stage of the cultivation of young children, but on the earth it is definitely a top mage.

"Oolong Master magical powers, let the old age open your eyes!" Tang Zhenshan's father is deeply embarrassed to the Wulong Master. From this point of view, Tang Laozi is still very awesome. "It is the first Master of Jiangnan!"

Master Wu Long shook his head and said, "Don't dare, there are two and a half in Jiangnan than I am strong."

"Oh. Which two and a half?"

Tang Zhenshan is very curious. He is not a man of the spell circle, but he is very interested in this line, so he has more contacts with this line.

Since ancient times, Wufa has not been separated!

"The first one is naturally the one in Dongzhou, Liu Dewen, Liu."

Hearing the name of the present, all the Masters were moved, even Tang’s father changed his face. Liu Dewen was the home of the Fa-rectification. The ancestors once helped the people to lay down the river, and he himself had the unpredictable power and was listed. One of the top ten mage in China.

"The second one, the white beard in the mountains of Taoyuan."

Hearing the name was also nodded. White Beard is also a number of Masters, but he has lived in the mountains for many years and does not often show up. This person has participated in the war of resistance and can accurately calculate the position of the enemy command and even the enemy coach, so that the artillery fires in one fell swoop, but there are The message said that this person has been ancient.

A mage on the side asked: "Is there still half?"

Master Wu Long said: "There are half of the rest...;...;"

"This is just that I heard that Wan Wei's CEO Qin Weiping said that the Wanji Guangcheng project has been a fascinating event. I once went to a mage. It is said that this mage is associated with the real Dragon King Temple in the medium of the paper Malongwang Temple. The paper Malongwang Temple drove the Dragon King to drop a heavy rain in the entire river city. It was really a terrible thing to scream at the ghosts and gods. I was so inferior to myself. This man was called to fall and drop the master."

Even the very indifferent Nankui Master and Xiao Guo Shi were very shocked when they heard about it.

Hey!

The Master at the scene suddenly became awkward.

One of the mages said: "This is not the same as the legendary god."

Oolong Master looked like an unprecedented dignity: "Yes!"

Tang Zhenshan is not aware of it: "If this is the case. Why does Wu Long Master only say half?"

Master Wu Long said: "Because I didn't see it with my own eyes, I just heard it. If I saw it with my own eyes, if I didn't leave it, the master of the drop would be a hundred times stronger than me."

"It makes sense!"

Tang Zhenshan nodded and agreed.

"Oh, yes, what about Qin?"

After talking for a long time, Qin Weiping, the real master of the matter, was not there. One person on the side said: "Master, just got a call from Qin, and it seems that Bai Fengbai and Da Shao came and hurried out."

Tang Zhenshan nodded. Certainly because Bai Feng smashed the work of Jiang Xiu.

The latter went to the table in the distance and took some food to eat. When the gods are developing, they are hungry. They have been hungry just now. After they came in, there was no banquet. They couldn’t stand it. They went to the side to eat. He didn’t have any interest in what those people said.

Jiang Xiu has been in the martial arts for more than three thousand years. What kind of scenes, what kind of people, what kind of things have not been encountered, how to be interested in the poor performance of Wulong.

The eyes of Wu Long Master fell on the yellow plaque that was still in the hands of Tang Zhenshan. The eyes flashed a strange color, and excitedly said: "Master, can you take a look at this symbol?"

Tang Zhenshan naturally has no reason to refuse.

Master Wu Long took Huang Fu to his hand and looked at it carefully. In addition, Nankui Master and Xiao Guoshi also came together and stared at the yellow character in his hand. The three exchanged a look and nodded. The eyes flashed in greed.

This yellow character, if they are not mistaken, is the remnant of the soul, which is a rare treasure for them.

"Father, where did this yellow character come from?"

Tang Zhenshan said: "What is it?"

Master Wu Long said: "It is not the opposite. This paper is called the remnant soul. It is what I lost a few days ago."

Of course, it can be seen from his eyesight that this is for Tang Zhenshan to use for funeral, so as to avoid a disabled child in the afterlife, but they will never think that this is Jiang Xi’s own painting. First, the paper is very old, hundreds of years. The old things, they estimated that they should have come from somewhere.