"Since that guy has these thirteen soul-fixing nails, why can't even one of them be used?" After lamenting the perversion of having soul-fixing nails, Zhao Lingjun asked Lin Yiren, "Is this the soul-fixing nail?" , but also must have a unique way of traveling and exhibition?"
"You are right." Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun, "This soul-fixing nail must be used in conjunction with the soul-fixing technique of our Biluo lineage. Presumably, although the people of the Maoshan Sect have obtained the soul-fixing nail, they also know this soul-fixing nail." The soul nail is a treasure, but there is no way to use it, so I can only put it in the package to enjoy the coolness."
"Then you've mastered the soul-fixing technique for a while, right?"
"Nonsense, as the only descendant of the Biluo lineage, if I don't know how to do it, no one else in the world will know how to do it." Lin Yiren conjured a spell with his hands.
"The yin and yang are transformed, the universe is endless, and it seizes the souls and souls. Listen to my orders, and they are as urgent as the law."
Just as Lin Yiren finished reciting the spell, the thirteen soul-fixing nails emitted a dazzling blue light.
"Ji" Following Lin Yiren's cold shout, the thirteen soul-fixing nails turned into thirteen blue electric lights, which shot together on Zhao Lingjun's wall, forming a plum blossom pattern.
"It turns out that this thing is just like the White Bone Netherworld Sword. As long as the mind moves, it can be shot out." Zhao Lingjun looked at the thirteen soul-fixing nails with blue light inserted neatly into his wall and couldn't help but fall. Take a breath of air. "If we hide behind others and secretly nail people like this, wouldn't everything be settled
"You think everyone else is you." Lin Yiren gave Zhao Lingjun a cold look. "Every Taoist cultivator has mystical magic or magic weapons to protect themselves. How could anyone be so easily plotted by you
"I*." Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but blush when he thought that he was half-dead by a small bullet today. If it hadn't happened to land at Lin Qianxun's place, he might have died. Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but blush. Changed the topic.
"It's a pity, it's a mistake." Zhao Lingjun said.
"What's the pity?"
Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun strangely, "What's the pity?"
"It's a pity that we didn't get these thirteen soul-fixing nails early, otherwise those superpowers would be good materials for us to make puppet warriors." Zhao Lingjun coughed and said. "It's a pity that those superpowers were eaten by something of yours."
Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun with mocking eyes. "The Nether Mage uses ghosts, corpses and bones as materials to refine magic weapons. Those superpowers are the best materials for any Nether Mage. How could I let them be swallowed up by dark creatures so easily. "
"Did you hide their corpses?" Zhao Lingjun was startled by Lin Yiren's words, "I*. Did you just hide their corpses in the flower bed?"
"You don't have to worry about it for now. First tell me how you were almost killed by others." Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun and said. "Didn't you say that the Maoshan Sect member ran away as soon as he saw you taking action? How could you be plotted against later?"
"After I came out of there, I went to Sanxing Building again, trying to find some clues about the white jade box. But I didn't expect that even though I was wearing Yunxia Tianyi, people would notice me at a glance. Zhao Lingjun was depressed about how he sneaked in The story of how Sanxing Building was discovered by young people was told to Lin Yiren again.
"Did he practice clairvoyance? Or did he practice some magic such as the Eye of Night?" Lin Yiren was quite surprised.
"How do I know?" Zhao Lingjun said extremely depressed. "Anyway, as soon as he came in, he saw me hiding on the ceiling, and then he summoned two Onmyoji."
"Then you were injured by two Onmyoji's spells? Almost died?"
"No." Zhao Lingjun told Lin Yi and Wu Xiaoye in detail how he pretended to be a member of the Maoshan Sect and how he was injured by the bullets fired by those machine guns that looked like living creatures.
"There are such bullets. Ampei Onmyoji's magic is really evil." Lin Yiren thought it was nothing. But as soon as Wu Xiaoye heard Zhao Lingjun's description of the bullet, she couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Soul-eating bullet."
"How do you know the name of this bullet?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Wu Xiaoye strangely. "I think I heard them say that the name of this bullet is indeed the Soul-Eating Bullet."
Wu Xiaoye's face turned pale, "Did you really get hit by such a bullet?"
"Yes." Zhao Lingjun nodded. "How else could I be like this?"
"Who saved you?" Wu Xiaoye took a deep breath and asked Zhao Lingjun.
"What?" Zhao Lingjun and Lin Yiren both noticed Wu Xiaoye's abnormality. "What about the soul-eating bullet?"
"Cao Rusheng of Tianyi Pavilion died under such a bullet." As soon as Wu Xiaoye said these words, Zhao Lingjun and Lin Yiren had completely different reactions.
"Who is Cao Rusheng?" Zhao Lingjun was a little confused. "What is Tianyi Pavilion?"
"Cao Rusheng actually died from such a bullet?" Lin Yiren was shocked. "What is the origin of this soul-eating bomb, so domineering?"
"Ampere Onmyoji's soul-eating bullets are said to be made from the bones and blood of winged flying snakes that live in the bottomless abyss of the sea. On each bullet, Ampere Onmyoji uses a secret method to seal the soul of a fierce ghost. The bones and blood of the winged flying snake have a natural dissolving effect on the five elements of Taoist power, and the spirit of the fierce ghost sealed in such materials has the ability to dissolve Taoist power and devour people's vitality."
After looking at Zhao Lingjun, Wu Xiaoye continued: "Tianyi Pavilion, like Zao Pavilion, is also one of the most famous sects in the Taoist world. At that time, Cao Rusheng was known as the number one master in East China. He was Tianyi Pavilion's leader in the past hundred years. The only master who has cultivated to the level of Three Flowers Gathering and Five Qi Chaoyuan Realm, there are countless masters who have been defeated by his Heavenly Life Water Essence and Towering Sky Bead. But later, he also lost his life to this soul-eating bullet. under."
"No wonder Tianyi Zhenren, who was known as the best master in East China, suddenly died suddenly. It turned out that he also died from such a bullet from Ampei Onmyoji." After Lin Yiren cried, he couldn't help but ask Wu Night. "Back then, Tianyi Pavilion announced that Cao Rusheng died of a sudden illness. How did you know so clearly?"
"Because when Cao Rusheng was hit by Ampei Onmyoji's soul-eating bullet, our Black Witch Sect and the Shennong Sect were invited to rescue Cao Rusheng."
When Wu Xiaoye said this, he couldn't help but look straight at Zhao Lingjun, "But even with the combined efforts of our two families, we couldn't save him. So I really want to know who saved you." "
"Yes, who is it?" After hearing what Wu Xiaoye said, Lin Yiren couldn't help but turn around and ask Zhao Lingjun. But when Lin Yiren turned around, he found that Zhao Lingjun had already stayed on the spot.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Lin Yiren shook Zhao Lingjun, and Zhao Lingjun came back to his senses. "Have you ever heard of a spell called the Heaven-Defying Brilliance Spell?"
"Suitian Brilliance Technique?" Lin Yi and Wu Xiaoye couldn't help being surprised as soon as Zhao Lingjun said this name.
Wu Xiaoye took a deep breath and slowly calmed down.
"The Art of Brilliance is said to be a spell passed down from ancient times, and this spell has only one effect, which is to cure diseases and save people. According to legend, only the Lin family of the Phoenix Cluster possesses such miraculous healing techniques. According to legend, the Art of Glory The reason why all diseases are eliminated is because the practitioner can bring the blessings of the Phoenix God and the Phoenix God to the patient, and bring new life to the patient."
Looking at Zhao Lingjun who was stunned again, Wu Xiaoye continued: "But I don't know which kind of brilliant technique it is."
"You actually know someone who knows ancient magic." Lin Yiren also gasped.
But Zhao Lingjun seemed to be petrified all of a sudden.
Zhao Lingjun's mind went blank, and only one voice kept echoing: "Someone actually used the body of Yuan Yin as a guide, and at the cost of ten years of Yang life, he performed the heaven-defying brilliant technique of reversing Yin and Yang to save you..."
In just a moment, Zhao Lingjun understood the truth of the matter.
It turns out that she is a descendant of the Phoenix lineage.
Zhao Lingjun vaguely remembered that when Lin Qianxun translated the contents of the bamboo tablets for herself that day, she once said to herself that her ancestor was one of the witch doctors of Qi State, and she also said when translating that in Qi State, During the battle between Lai and Lai, there was a man named Lin who also used brilliant techniques to treat the Qi army.
Zhao Lingjun felt that no matter what, he could not let down a woman who had spent ten years of Yangshou and Yuanyin in exchange for his own life.
But what Zhao Lingjun wants to do most now is to let the young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and the two Japanese onmyoji know what it means: Zhao Lingjun is very angry, and the consequences will be serious.
Without these Ampei Onmyoji, without this young man wearing gold-threaded eyes, how could he be injured? How could Lin Qianxun sacrifice ten years of his life to save himself
And how many decades are there in a person's life
When he thought of Lin Qianxun's pale face, Zhao Lingjun felt a burst of anger in his heart.
But after the anger passed, Zhao Lingjun completely calmed down.
Zhao Lingjun knew that he would never miss a second chance.
If you know the enemy, you will be victorious in every battle.
Zhao Lingjun thought coldly in his heart.
"How many masters does the Maoshan Sect have? How many powerful magic weapons does it have?" Zhao Lingjun asked after having an idea in his mind.
"There are probably no fewer than fifteen people of my level." Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun and smiled bitterly. "Although the Maoshan Sect's current strength is not as strong as before, the leader of the Maoshan Sect, Fang Tianhua, has already reached the top of the Three Flowers Gathering and the Five Qi Chao Yuan Dynasty. And the four elders of the Maoshan Sect also have their own abilities. Director, even several of Fang Tianhua’s apprentices have already become famous masters.”
"As for the powerful magic weapons, there are countless." Lin Yiren paused and said, "The three most famous and powerful magic weapons among them are undoubtedly the Qingming Mirror, the Demon Refining Pot and the Demon Bell."
"What are the uses of these three magic weapons?" Zhao Lingjun now knows that his biggest disadvantage against the enemy is his lack of experience, so Zhao Lingjun feels that the only way he can save himself and Lin Qianxun now is to learn more Ask more.
"The Qingming Mirror, the Demon Refining Pot and the Demonic Bell are all very powerful magic weapons. It is said that as long as you touch the back of the Qingming Mirror three times, the Qingming Mirror will cast a Qingming True Power that cannot even be broken by the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder. The Qi protects the whole body of the caster. If you touch the front three times and aim it at the enemy, as long as the enemy's shadow falls into the Qingming Mirror, the enemy will be unable to move and will be slaughtered by the caster. The demon pot should actually be called the demon raising pot, because it is said to be for refining demons, but in fact this pot is used to store the souls of various demon beasts. The demon refining pot allows the souls of these demon beasts to devour each other. And produce more powerful monsters. After so many years of devouring it, I don’t know what kind of powerful monsters the Maoshan Sect has refined. I don’t know the specific function of the Demon Bell. It is said that the knocking At this time, some large-scale attack spells will be cast, which will be difficult for gods and demons to resist and are extremely powerful."
"*, then let's put it this way, if we fight hard with the Maoshan Sect, I'm afraid there won't even be any scum left." Zhao Lingjun looked at Lin Yiren, "Maybe even our souls will be thrown into the demon refining pot. Already practiced.”
"So it's not easy to copy the Maoshan Sect's hometown." Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun and said. "You have to pick the soft persimmons. It seems we should start trouble with those two onmyojis first."
"They may not be soft persimmons that we can pinch." Zhao Lingjun said with a wry smile. "I think they don't even pay attention to the Maoshan Sect. Maybe that Sanxing Company is stronger than the Maoshan Sect."
"I*." Lin Yiren turned around and left after hearing this.
"What are you doing?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Lin Yiren strangely.
"Go back, pack your things and run away." Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun and said. "Maybe they will come and kill us tonight."
"Don't worry, the mountain man has his own clever plan." Zhao Lingjun chuckled.
"What nonsense do you have in mind?" Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun suspiciously.
"Don't worry about it for now." Zhao Lingjun chuckled, "If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools. We must first think of ways to improve our strength."
"for you."
As soon as Zhao Lingjun finished speaking, Lin Yiren had already pulled out the Key to the Underworld that had been stuck in his waist and threw it to Zhao Lingjun.
"What are you doing?"
"The power you can exert with the Key of Underworld is much greater than mine, so I will lend you the Key of Underworld first. I will teach you all the spells I know later." Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun: " This soul-fixing nail has the same effect when I use it as you use it, so it is mine." Chapter 87 of the main text: Demon Plate and Exorcist Sword "The lush green mountains are dressed in gorgeous clothes, breeding hundreds of fragrant herbs. Taoist Immortal Nong The ingenious craftsmanship of the spirit medicine once brought unparalleled fortune to the world."
"This poem tells the love story of Liu Wushuang and Wang Xianke recorded in the Tang Dynasty novel "Wu Shuang Biography". It tells the story of Wang Xianke and Liu Wushuang falling in love. Wu Shuang was forced into the palace as a slave because of a family disaster and was sent to a distant place. On the way, Wang Xianke asked the Taoist priest from Maoshan to give Wushuang a medicine to fake his death. After putting him in the coffin, he revived him, and finally the two of them lived together for a hundred years."
In the back seat of an Audi A4 speeding on the road, a white-faced Taoist wearing a gray robe and a black bun was bragging to Zhang Changsheng and Xiao Ping sitting in front of him.
"Our Shan Sect has a history of several thousand years. You see, in the books of the Tang Dynasty, there are introductions to the magical powers of our Maoshan Taoist priests. You have found the right person when you asked us to come to your house to eliminate demons."
"Our boss also came to see you because he heard that you are great." Zhang Changsheng said to the Maoshan Taoist named Xu Mi while driving the car. "It's just that the ghosts on our land are very ferocious. I don't know if you can do it alone."
"Haha." Xu Mi smiled arrogantly, "Don't say he's a fierce ghost, even if he's an old Black Mountain monster, I won't take him seriously."
Seeing the suspicious looks on Zhang Changsheng and Xiao Ping's faces, Xu Mi patted the yellow cloth parcel in his hand and said, "Don't think I'm young. I'm a direct disciple of our sect master. I've learned all the Maoshan Taoism." There are not many people in the whole Maoshan Mountain who are better than me. Usually masters like us don't take action easily. This time, if your boss hadn't been so generous, and you talked about this evil ghost so much, It's awesome, our sect master won't send me out of the mountain, and in this yellow cloth package of mine, there is also the magic weapon of our Maoshan. Isn't it easy to deal with those little monsters and monsters?"
"This guy is an idiot, right? Do you cultivators put your own abilities in your mouth like this all day long?"
Hearing the voice coming from the hearing device, Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but turn around and ask Lin Yiren. "What magic weapon did this guy bring out? It couldn't be their demon refining pot."
"How do I know?" Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun and Wu Xuanyun next to Zhao Lingjun, then shouted at a small microphone in his hand. "Zhang Changsheng, drive carefully. Don't rub my A4 again, NNO, I just touched up the paint."
"I*."
"What's going on?" Xu Mi, who was sitting in the back row, suddenly saw Zhang Changsheng taking out a hand and touching his ear, as if there were some small bugs in his ear.
"It's nothing, it seems like a piece of earwax fell off." Zhang Changsheng said disgustingly, while cursing Lin Yiren in his heart. "MLGBD, you don't speak softly. I've been deafened by you."
"We're almost there." Xiao Ping said meaningfully. "We have five minutes until we get to the haunted land our boss bought."
"The Dangerous Detective is indeed a Dangerous Detective. Let's not talk about the Ting-stealing weapon or anything else. Just these words alone make him a professional." Zhao Lingjun sighed in admiration and said to Lin Yiren and others beside him. "Come on, it's time for us to go out and decorate and prepare to welcome our guests.
"Jun Zhao Ling."
While walking out of the room. Lin Yiren called out to Mr. Zhao Ling very seriously.
"What?" Zhao Lingjun glanced at Lin Yiren in confusion, "Is there anything else?"
"It's nothing." Lin Yiren suddenly smiled. "I just want to tell you that you look really ugly in this dress."
"I*." Zhao Lingjun glanced at the black kimono he was wearing and the key to the underworld with various paper charms wrapped in his hand, disguised as the same as the paper flags in the hands of the Onmyoji, and looked at his face again in great depression. Apply a layer of white powder.
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Under the breeze, the open space covered with weeds seemed very quiet, but the dilapidated and deserted abandoned factory buildings around it gave the open space a desolate and dilapidated atmosphere.
"Is this it?" Xu Mi, who stepped out of the Audi A4, looked at the dilapidated factory buildings and the overgrown open space around with interest, "What did your boss buy such a large piece of land here for? "
"Our boss wants to build the largest sanitary napkin manufacturing factory in Asia here." Zhang Changsheng said casually, which made Xiao Ping almost faint and fall to the ground.
But Xiao Ping didn't expect that Xu Mi from Maoshan Sect would light up when he heard it: "Your boss really has a vision. This thing is an indispensable thing for women. Your boss will definitely make a fortune."
"Of course." Zhang Changsheng said shamelessly. "It's just that our boss felt that it would be a bit embarrassing for his friends to know if he did this, so he chose the location of the factory in this remote place."
"Haha, I understand." Xu Mi looked at Zhang Changsheng and smiled, "They are rich people who want face."
"It's called being a bitch and building a memorial for yourself."
Xu Mi laughed and took out a black compass from the yellow cloth bag.
This black compass is engraved with water patterns like waves, and in the center of the compass, there is a pointer like a boat.
"There seems to be no problem here."
After looking at the pointer that was motionless like a boat on the compass, Xu Mi looked suspiciously at Zhang Changsheng and Xiao Ping behind him.
"No problem?" Zhang Changsheng and Xiao Ping asked Xu Mi pretending to be surprised.
"Yes." Xu Mi looked at the black compass in his hand, "The needle on my demon compass didn't move. Does that mean there are no monsters here?"
But before Xu Mi finished speaking, Xu Mi saw the boat-like pointer on the black compass in his hand spinning rapidly as if it were wound up.
"Oh my god, there is indeed something evil approaching."
Xu Mi quickly took out a bottle of blue medicinal water from the yellow cloth bag, quickly dipped two drops in with his finger, and dropped it into his eyes.
"You guys go to the car and dodge first." Xu Mi shouted while dripping medicament.
"Chief Immortal, I'll leave this to you. We'll pick you up in an hour or two." But before Xu Mi finished shouting, Zhang Changsheng and Xiao Ping had already gotten into the car.
Before Xu Mi could react, the two men had already started the car, turned around, and started running away.
"I*. I'm too timid." Xu Mi couldn't help but cursed secretly in his heart. But at this time, three figures had slowly appeared in Zhao Xumi's sight.
"Zombie?" Xu Mi smiled coldly and spit out two words from his mouth.
Although the faces of the three people have not yet been seen, the strong corpse energy on the three people has already told Xu Mi what kind of people they are.
"Correct answer, 100%."
As soon as Xu Mi finished speaking, a man wearing a black kimono and holding a white paper flag, with a face as pale as white powder, suddenly appeared behind the three zombies standing in a daze.
"Ampei Onmyoji?" Xu Mi's pupils shrank, and the joking expression on his face disappeared immediately.
"Yes, yes, the Taoist priests of Maoshan Sect are really discerning." Zhao Lingjun said this with great joy.
"Did Lei Yun send you here?" Xu Mi looked around nervously, as if there were no ambushes around him.
"Don't be nervous, Boss Lei only sent me." Zhao Lingjun said very arrogantly. "We, Anbei Onmyoji, can deal with Maoshan Taoist priests like you, as long as I am enough."
"He really dares to go against our Maoshan Sect?" Zhao Lingjun's words made Xu Mi have a hint of murderous intent on his face. "Why did you bring me here?"
"It doesn't mean anything. I have always heard others say that your Maoshan Sect is the authentic Taoist sect. Today I just want to see whether your Taoism is more powerful or our Yin Yang magic is more powerful."
"You stupid little RB devil." Xu Mi snorted coldly, "You want to challenge our Maoshan Sect. But you don't dare to challenge us openly, so you will use such despicable methods. Today, Taoist Master Just let you know how powerful I am."
"Exorcise evil spirits and avoid evil spirits. Listen to my orders. One will turn into two, and two will turn into four. The Supreme Lord is as urgent as the law."
As soon as Xu Mi finished speaking, a crimson peach wood dagger was already in his hand. As soon as he finished reciting the spell as fast as dancing rain, the crimson dagger in his hand was divided into four, turning into four rainbows and shooting them separately. He turned towards Zhao Lingjun and the three zombies standing in front of Xu Mi.
"With just three little zombies, you want to compete with me? Little RB, your cars are pretty good, but when it comes to mystical skills, can your little tricks compare to ours? "
Xu Mi smiled arrogantly. In Xu Mi's view, although his exorcist peach wood sword might not be able to kill the Ampei Onmyoji, it was very easy to get rid of the three zombies.
Peach wood itself has a strong restraint effect on zombies, and Xu Mi's exorcism peach wood sword is not only made of century-old peach wood, but also carved with Maoshan's exorcism array. So in Xu Mi's opinion, killing these three zombies was as easy as slaying an ant.
But before the thought in Xu Mi's mind disappeared, an earthen wall as thick as a city wall suddenly appeared in front of three zombies and the black-clad Ampei Onmyoji.
Xu Mi's four peach blossom swords suddenly sank into the thick earth wall and were stuck unable to move.
Xu Mi was shocked because Xu Mi saw that the onmyoji in black didn't even move a finger.
"break."
Although Xu Mi couldn't understand how the black-clothed Onmyoji could calmly cast such a wall, Xu Mi knew that Taoist fighting was more dangerous than hand-to-hand combat, so he couldn't hesitate at all.
Xu Mi made a swipe of his finger, and the four mahogany swords that were submerged in the earth wall immediately spun, and the earth wall was immediately cut into clods of earth flying in the sky.
But among the clods of earth flying in the sky, a zombie with a Chinese character face suddenly jumped up.
Before Xu Mi could realize what was going on, the zombie with the Chinese character face had already grabbed three mahogany swords that were flying forward in a crazy rotation with both hands.
The exorcism array engraved on the peach wood sword suddenly emitted a dazzling brilliance. The three mahogany swords grabbed by the zombie with a Chinese character face were all red, like red-hot steel bars. A burst of white smoke suddenly appeared from the hands of the Chinese character face, and the flesh and blood corroded as quickly as if it had been poured with sulfuric acid. With.
But at the same time, a burst of green light also appeared on the hands of the Chinese-character-faced zombie. The three flaming red mahogany swords turned into ashes in an instant.
"How is that possible?" Xu Mi felt his chest was suddenly hit hard by a big hammer, his vision went black, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.
Unlike other sects, many of the magic weapons of the Maoshan Sect are connected with the breath of the caster. If the magic weapon is destroyed, the caster will also be greatly harmed.
Xu Mi could never imagine that his exorcism peach wood sword would be broken by a zombie. But after Xu Mi spurted out a mouthful of blood, the remaining mahogany sword shot towards Zhao Lingjun at a speed more than twice as fast as before.
The moment he spit out blood, Xu Mi used his own blood as a guide to activate Maoshan's blood curse. And Maoshan's blood curse can make any spell cast by the caster a period of time after the operation. The power of the spell is doubled.
Of course, blood curses are like taking stimulants and have unpredictable consequences for the caster. After the caster casts the blood curse, he may suffer a great loss of vitality, suffer a serious illness, or even lose his life. But at this time, Xu Mi felt that if he didn't pay a price, it might be difficult for him to leave here.
The exorcist peach wood sword with increased power could be said to be as powerful as lightning at this time. Not only did it make a shrill scream when it rubbed against the air, but red sparks erupted from its entire body.
It was probably the first time that Xu Mi saw his exorcist peach wood sword. It showed such great power, so at this time, Xu Mi couldn't help but let out a shout.
"Peach wood divine sword, slaying demons."
"Haha." But such a voice was exchanged for Zhao Lingjun's ridicule. Amidst Zhao Lingjun's laughter, an eight-legged monster covered in black scales suddenly jumped out from the shadow behind Zhao Lingjun and stood in front of Zhao Lingjun.
With a low roar, countless black thorns surged out from the ground. In just a moment, the Exorcist Peach Blossom Sword, with red sparks all over its body, disappeared into the black whirlpool of thorns. Text Chapter 88 Qingming Mirror, Sou Shen** "Broken." Xu Mi roared, and the red flame on the exorcist peach wood sword suddenly turned into a raging flame. The black thorns surrounding the exorcist peach wood sword also suddenly burned.
But more black thorns wrapped around it, and the red flame on the Exorcist Peach Wood Sword became lighter and lighter, and finally disappeared completely.
"Push" As the exorcist peach wood sword disappeared, Xu Mi spurted out another mouthful of blood. This one can be regarded as a mid-range magic weapon among Maoshan magic weapons, but it was completely destroyed before the real opponent took action.
"What kind of monster is this?"
Xu Mi had never seen a black Shura before, so Xu Mi couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this eight-legged monster wearing black scales and capable of instantly releasing Taoist magic.
In fact, if Xu Mi knew that this was Heishui Shura, he would probably be even more surprised.
Because in the minds of ordinary ascetics, Black Shura has always been the legendary extremely cruel and extremely powerful dark monster from the bottomless netherworld that devours all living creatures in front of it. It is impossible to be controlled by humans.
"This is my shikigami." Zhao Lingjun said in a pretentious manner.
"How about it? My shikigami looks pretty good, right?" Zhao Lingjun stretched out his hand and touched the scales on the body of Heishou Shura standing in front of him, although the feeling made Zhao Lingjun himself want to vomit. , Zhao Lingjun still waved the key of the underworld in his hand, which was disguised as an onmyoji's demon summoning banner, in a very awesome way, and made a very disgusting pose.
"It turns out that this is the shikigami summoned by the legendary Onmyoji in the dark land and fed with flesh and blood and soul." Xu Mi was immediately fooled by Zhao Lingjun, "Your shikigami is so powerful, it must have devoured many people. Flesh and soul."
"Easy to say, maybe if it swallows the flesh, blood and soul of a cultivator like you, it will become more powerful." Zhao Lingjun said disgustingly. "Look, it seems to be drooling."
"Blow your mother's head, little red guy." Xu Mi was probably so angry that he even cursed in his hometown dialect.
After cursing, Xu Mi took out a white glass bottle, poured out a pill, and swallowed it quickly. In a moment, Xu Mi's face looked much better.
"TNND. It seems that Maoshan Sect has a lot of good things." Zhao Lingjun's eyes widened when he saw that Xu Mi's bottle of elixir had such a good healing effect.
"Catch him." Zhao Lingjun immediately gave an order to the three zombies and Black Shura in front of him.
Zhao Lingjun was not afraid that Xu Mi would cast some powerful spells and magic weapons after he recovered from his injuries. Zhao Lingjun was worried that Xu Mi would swallow up all this bottle of good medicine.
"Little Chi, you are so despicable."
Before Xu Mi could react, one of the three zombies had already appeared next to Xu Mi. Xu Mi did not expect that one of the three zombies could teleport. And Xu Mi didn't have the unparalleled reaction ability and speed like Zhao Lingjun, so he was punched in the stomach all at once.
"Uh-" Xu Mi's tears and runny nose suddenly fell down.
When Xu Mi was practicing in Maoshan, he also fought against zombies that were deliberately created by the seniors of the Maoshan Sect to train their juniors' courage. But none of the zombies created by the predecessors of the Maoshan Sect seemed to have such tyrannical power.
Xu Mi felt that his internal organs were about to burst out of his mouth.
Xu Mi didn't have the sensitive senses and reaction speed of Zhao Lingjun, so he was hit by a zombie without noticing. However, the body of the Maoshan warlock who practices Taoism is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people, so when the zombie hit Xu Mi with one punch, Xu Mi's punch also hit the zombie almost at the same time.
"disease"
The moment Xu Mi's fist hit the zombie, a circle of free blue lightning appeared on Xu Mi's fist.
With a "bang", the zombie hit by Xu Mi flew out like a torn sack.
An extremely powerful force exploded in the zombie's body. The place where the zombie was hit by Xu Mi suddenly opened a terrifying hole, and countless free electric lights shone in the hole. Even the zombie's mouth and eyes spurted blue sparks of electricity.
"Let you try our Maoshan Sect's Thunder Flame Fist."
Xu Mi thought that this zombie would definitely not survive after being hit by his Thunder Flame Fist, which had the power of five positive thunders. But what surprised Xu Mi was that the zombie who was knocked out by him immediately got up from the ground, and the horrific wound on the zombie was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. The black muscles are like moving earthworms, wrapping around and sticking together again.
"How could this happen?" Xu Mi looked at Zhao Lingjun in disbelief.
Zhao Lingjun's mind moved, and he immediately pretended to wave the Key of the Underworld in his hand, which was disguised as a demon-beckoning banner, and cast a spell that he didn't even know what it meant.
Zhao Lingjun feels that with his acting skills, he can definitely compete for the Academy Award for Best Actor.
Xu Mi didn't have much room to think. When he blasted away the zombie that sneaked up on him with one punch, Zhao Lingjun's other two zombies and the Black Asura were already attacking.
Xu Mi felt that his feet were weak. When he looked down, Xu Mi found that his feet had turned into a mire with sour and smelly bubbles, and his body was sinking in at an extremely fast speed. .
And the zombie with the Chinese character face danced his hands, and green light bloomed in his hands. Countless green grass grew rapidly like moving snakes, wrapping around Xu Mi.
But the most dangerous attack came from Heishui Shura.
Accompanied by a low moan, like someone crying in the middle of the night, black flames about an inch long suddenly surged from the body of Heishou Shura. When Heishuluo opened his mouth, countless skulls were burning with black flames. , suddenly rushed towards Xu Mi who was trapped in the mud.
"Haha." Zhao Lingjun laughed proudly. Zhao Lingjun was not acting this time.
"Those who face a battle are all in front."
Amidst Zhao Lingjun's laughter, the yellow cloth package in Xu Mi's hand suddenly exploded, and countless broken yellow cloths were like countless yellow butterflies, flying around in the air.
A small green bronze mirror, like a girl's dressing mirror, appeared in Xu Mi's hand.
"Qingming Mirror?" Zhao Lingjun was shocked when he saw the simple patterns on the mirror. He suddenly remembered what Lin Yiren had told him about the Qingming Mirror, one of the three treasures of Maoshan.
Among the yellow rags flying in the sky, five small green flames sprouted from the five fingers of Xu Mi's right hand. Xu Mi's face also turned blue-yellow under the flames, as if he was wearing an emerald mask on his face.
And when Xu Mi's five fingers caressed the back of the turquoise ancient bronze mirror, the five small green flames on Xu Mi's fingers suddenly jumped onto the ancient bronze mirror, and then slowly disappeared into the ancient bronze mirror. among.
As the green flames disappeared, the entire ancient bronze mirror suddenly bloomed with a green aura, covering Xu Mi's whole body.
In just an instant, the mud beneath Xu Mi's feet turned into solid land again.
Countless green grass and burning black skulls immediately turned into ashes as soon as they came into contact with the green aura.
"Thousands of miles in an instant, the movements of God are ever-changing, the Supreme Lord is as anxious as the law."
In the cyan aura, Xu Mi's deep voice had just disappeared, and Xu Mi had already appeared beside Zhao Lingjun. Both hands were filled with free lightning, and they were pressed towards Zhao Lingjun's body.
"What's going on?" Zhao Lingjun was stunned for a moment, wondering why Xu Mi didn't use Qingming Mirror to deal with him, but instead used this magic similar to teleportation to attack him at close range.
Although Zhao Lingjun couldn't figure it out, Zhao Lingjun's movements didn't pause at all. Zhao Lingjun's fist was swung out like a reflex.
Xu Mi used Maoshan Sect's Shrinking Earth Technique and Thunder Flame Fist. When he suddenly appeared next to Zhao Lingjun, Xu Mi thought that he would definitely be able to knock down this extremely weird Onmyoji in front of him with one blow this time.
But just as Xu Mi stretched out his fist, a black thing flew in front of his eyes.
Then Xu Mi felt a bang in his head, his vision went dark, and he didn't know anything anymore.
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"So inexperienced?"
Zhao Lingjun saw that Xu Mi was punched by him and fainted without even making a sound. He seemed to feel that there was still something left to be desired.
"*, it would be strange if he didn't faint after being punched by a Super Saiyan like you." Lin Yiren walked out of the dilapidated factory building not far behind Zhao Lingjun and looked at Zhao Lingjun depressedly.
Zhao Lingjun chuckled, then took out a black paper charm and pasted it on Xu Mi's forehead.
As soon as the black paper charm was placed on Xu Mi's forehead, it disappeared immediately.
"Are you still afraid that he will wake up soon? Do you still need to use sleeping charms? Do you think these charms are as cheap as the toilet paper that costs several yuan a pack in the supermarket?" Lin Yiren felt that Zhao Lingjun was too wasteful.
"You're not afraid of ten thousand, just in case." Zhao Lingjun clapped his hands and proudly took out the ancient bronze mirror from Xu Mi's arms. "Do you think there is something wrong with this guy's head? He has a Qingming Mirror and doesn't need it, but he wants to fight me hand to hand.
"Bring it over and let me have a look." Lin Yiren said with bright eyes.
Magical weapons are of course very attractive to ascetics, not to mention the Qingming Mirror, one of the three greatest treasures in Maoshan.
But at first glance, Lin Yiren was disappointed.
"*, it turned out to be a fake."
"What? Fake?" Zhao Lingjun was stunned.
"Yes, this is definitely not the Qingming Mirror." Lin Yiren said with certainty.
"How do you know?" Zhao Lingjun looked at the ancient bronze mirror in confusion. No matter how you look at it, you feel that this mirror is an antique.
"Because the Qingming Mirror is a treasure handed down from ancient times. It is said that when the founder of Maoshan used it to deal with a thousand-year-old mosquito dragon spirit, a crack was created on the mirror surface by the mosquito dragon's inner elixir." Lin Yiren He nodded at the ancient bronze mirror in his hand, "Although this mirror looks like an ancient object, and it seems to be able to cast cyan Gangqi to protect the body, it is definitely not the Qingming Mirror."
Zhao Lingjun picked up the ancient bronze mirror and looked at it carefully. As expected, there was not even a single crack on the mirror.
"I*, I'm not happy for nothing."
Zhao Lingjun was so depressed that he tore the black kimono into pieces. Then he said to Wu Xuanyun, "Are you ready?"
"Ready, Immortal Master" Wu Xuanyun nodded respectfully. "Miss Wu has set up the magic circle inside. It can be cast at any time."
"good."
Zhao Lingjun waved his hand, and Black Shura seemed to melt suddenly, slowly disappearing into Zhao Lingjun's shadow. One of the three zombies lifted the unconscious Maoshan Taoist Xu Mi like a worn-out sack.
"Zhao Lingjun, you are such a fucking genius. You actually wanted to summon the Black Shura, and then control it with the Soul Fixing Nail to make it your puppet warrior." Lin Yiren looked at the figure melting in Zhao Lingjun's shadow with envy. Black Shura. "I didn't expect it to have the ability to hide. You are so fucking lucky."
"My luck has always been good. If I go to a small waterway, I can catch a Great Transformation Black Lotus. What does this mere Black Shura who can hide his shadow mean?" Zhao Lingjun's words almost made Lin Yi angry to death. .
Lin Yiren really wanted to sacrifice eight white bone ghost swords and smash Zhao Lingjun to death immediately, but when he thought that Zhao Lingjun, who had learned almost all the spells of Wu Xiaoye and himself, was not someone he could bully, Lin Yiren could only feel extremely depressed. He followed Zhao Lingjun and walked into the dilapidated factory building.
Wu Xiaoye stood quietly in the center of the dilapidated factory building.
On the broken concrete floor in front of Wu Xiaoye, thirty-two white candles formed a strange array. In the center of the magic circle, a large red talisman is drawn.
The red talisman is drawn with the fetal blood of a newborn baby, mixed with mercury, cinnabar, sulfur, and powdered from the skull of a newly deceased person.
Wu Xiaoye looked solemn when he saw Zhao Lingjun's talisman Xu Mi placed on top of the red talisman.
Although the God Searching ** is not as dangerous as the Wentian **, this kind of spell that can forcibly strip away the consciousness of a living person and allows the caster to obtain all the information in the mind of the person being cast is also against the laws of nature. There is a spell that harms Tianhe. And such spells sometimes bring many unpredictable consequences. Text Chapter 89: Lightning Breaks, Blue Light Mirror Wu Xiaoye once saw a spell caster from the Wu Sect who turned into an idiot after failing to cast the God-Searching **.
But Zhao Lingjun, who was about to cast this spell, didn't look worried at all.
"I'm going to start."
After putting Xu Mi down, Zhao Lingjun nodded to Wu Xiaoye.
Before Lin Yiren could react, Zhao Lingjun's hands had already completed the formula. When Zhao Lingjun put his hands together, a slender black flame emerged from Zhao Lingjun's fingers.
"My*, brat, when I cast a spell, it's always so sudden. It doesn't give anyone any time to think."
As Zhao Lingjun lit thirty-two white candles in a clockwise direction with the black flame in his hand, Lin Yiren said in his heart extremely depressed.
When all thirty-two white candles were lit by Zhao Lingjun, the sky outside the dilapidated factory seemed to suddenly darken. I don’t know when it started, but the sky was already covered with dark clouds.
The red talisman under Zhao Lingjun's feet slowly burned. But it was not an ordinary dim yellow flame, but a deep red flame, like solidified blood. Moreover, this crimson flame seemed to be alive. It slowly spread to the whole bodies of the standing Zhao Congqi and the lying Xu Mi. Looking from a distance, the two people seemed to be covered with a layer of fire. Crimson crystal.
The floor beneath Zhao Lingjun and Xu Mi also disappeared little by little, turning into a billowing transparent red cloud. A strange huge eye suddenly opened in the red cloud.
When this huge red eye opened, the crimson flames on Xu Mi and Zhao Lingjun jumped crazily, and then turned into a blurred red cloud, covering the entire magic circle.
The blurred red clouds slowly dissipated after rolling for a few minutes.
But for Wu Xiaoye, Lin Yiren and others, these few minutes seemed as long as hours.
The dilapidated factory building slowly regained its light, and the dense dark clouds began to slowly dissipate. The sunlight filtered in through the broken glass windows of the dilapidated factory building, and hit Zhao Lingjun who stood quietly in the center of the array.
When the sunlight hit Zhao Lingjun, the flames on the thirty-two white candles were extinguished at the same time.
"How about it?"
Lin Yiren saw that the search for gods had been completed, and couldn't help but ask Zhao Lingjun, who was standing quietly in the center of the array.
"MLGBD."
After a long while, Zhao Lingjun shook his head with a wry smile and walked out of the magic circle.
Although I am very aware of the function of the God Search **, the feeling of countless things suddenly flooding into my mind like a tide is still too weird. Zhao Lingjun felt that this feeling was like when you took a sip of soup while eating, but your stomach was filled with a lot of miscellaneous things.
"It seems you're lucky and didn't turn into an idiot." Although he didn't answer his own question and his movements and expressions were a bit weird, Zhao Lingjun's words "MLGBD." made Lin Yi feel at ease.
Zhao Lingjun opened his mouth.
Lin Yiren felt that Zhao Lingjun must be trying to trick him, but what Lin Yiren didn't expect was that when Zhao Lingjun opened his mouth, a white electric light flew out.
Lin Yiren felt as if a sun suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
"I*." Lin Yiren was startled.
But before Lin Yiren could make any move, white lightning had already flown over Lin Yiren's head.
With a "boom", a big hole suddenly opened in the wall of the dilapidated factory building behind Lin Yiren.
"Haha. The power of thunder and light in Maoshan's Five Thunder Technique is indeed good, and it is also very concealable. It is indeed a good spell for killing people, stealing goods, and traveling at home."
Seeing Zhao Lingjun's proud smile, Lin Yiren wanted to fight him desperately.
But Zhao Lingjun's next words suddenly attracted Lin Yiren's attention.
"This is indeed not the Qingming Mirror." Zhao Lingjun picked up the ancient bronze mirror from a dilapidated table not far from Wu Xuanyun.
On the old table, there was a lot of miscellaneous things found from Xu Mi's body.
"Then what kind of magic weapon is this?"
"This is the Blue Light Mirror." Zhao Lingjun moved his right hand, and five green flames suddenly appeared in Zhao Lingjun's hand.
Zhao Lingjun's hand touched the back of the mirror, and a stream of green energy shot out from the mirror, protecting Zhao Lingjun's whole body.
"Blue light mirror?"
"That's right. This mirror is actually an imitation of the Qingming Mirror." Zhao Lingjun said to Lin Yiren and Wu Xiaoye while absorbing the cyan aura. "This is a magic weapon made by a master of weapon refining a hundred years ago in the Maoshan Sect, imitating the Qingming Mirror. That person probably wanted to make another Qingming Mirror, but he didn't expect that after the production was completed, he found that the mirror he had made , only plays a defensive role.”
"*, no wonder this guy wants to fight you hand-to-hand." Lin Yiren glanced at the blue light mirror in Zhao Lingjun's hand. "It turns out that this thing can't be used for offense at all."
"Haha. If this thing is used for self-defense, it is a good magic weapon." Zhao Lingjun looked at the green light mirror in his hand and smiled. "And this thing may mean more to me than the real Qingming Mirror."
"What do you mean?" Lin Yiren and others looked at Zhao Lingjun with suspicion.
"The reason why the weapon-refining master of Maoshan Sect couldn't make a real Qingming Mirror was because his materials lacked the green dragon horn, so although he made a Qingming Mirror that looked exactly the same as Qingming Mirror , this blue light mirror still only has a protective effect.
"Then what does this mean to you?"
Zhao Lingjun looked at Lin Yiren and smiled proudly, "Don't forget, I am the third generation master of the Three Treasures Sect. I have many magic weapon refining methods in my hands. The reason why I can't do anything Refining is because the above materials cannot be found at the moment..."
"I*." Before Zhao Lingjun finished speaking, Lin Yiren gasped. "You mean you can also make imitations of some magic weapons?"
"Not bad." Zhao Lingjun smiled. "Since the Maoshan Sect can imitate the Qingming Mirror, why can't I imitate the Seven Birds and Five Fire Fans, the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Shield, etc."
"Your idea is really crazy." Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun and felt that Zhao Lingjun was simply a lunatic.
But Wu Xiaoye and Wu Xuanyun both nodded.
"Master Immortal, you can give it a try. Even if you don't succeed, there will be no big loss." Wu Xuanyun said. "But if we can really refine some powerful magic weapon, then we will become rich."
Zhao Lingjun smiled and said to Wu Xuanyun, "If that's the case, Wu Xuanyun, you will really be my Dantong."
Wu Xuanyun also smiled and said, "Master Immortal, if you are kind to me, even if I become your elixir boy for a thousand years, what's the harm?"
Lin Yi and Wu Xiaoye looked at each other and smiled. They both knew what Wu Xuanyun meant.
The effect of a Wujihuan Dan on Wu Xuanyun may not be comparable to that of Wu Xuanyun's thousand years of practice.
"Then what is this bottle of blue yao water?" Lin Yiren smiled, then ordered a bottle of blue yao water among the miscellaneous things on the old table, and asked Zhao Lingjun. "I just saw him put two drops in his eyes before he fought with you."
"This is Tongming Dew." Zhao Lingjun said. "It's made from cow's tears, Tongyoucao and other things. After putting two drops in the eyes, within an hour, you can see the evil things around you. He probably thought there was something there at first. There are ghosts and ghosts around, so I put a few drops in my eyes."
"What about the injured drug he just ate? What is that?"
"That's Tianwang Yulu Pill, which can quickly restore Taoist power and treat internal injuries."
"The Maoshan Sect has quite a lot of good stuff." Lin Yiren sighed as he looked at the bottle of Tongming Dew and Heavenly King Yulu Pills.
"Yes." Zhao Lingjun smiled obscenely. "I'm getting bigger this time."
"You've really grown up."
Lin Yiren still hasn't figured out why Zhao Lingjun said he was getting rich. Wu Xiaoye had already replied with a smile.
When he saw Wu Xiaoye's smile, Lin Yiren suddenly realized.
Zhao Lingjun is really getting rich this time.
Before that, although Zhao Lingjun had the supreme Taoist power of Three Flowers Gathering on the Top and Five Qi Chaoyuan, he had also learned the spells of Wu Xiaoye and Lin Yiren indistinguishably.
However, Zhao Lingjun's experience in fighting enemies and his understanding of other spells were almost zero.
In other words, Zhao Lingjun's experience in the world of martial arts is almost zero.
In this case, even if Zhao Lingjun encounters an opponent who is not as good as himself, he will easily suffer a loss because you don't know what kind of spell the opponent is casting and what kind of power such spell has.
I don't know what kind of targeted spells I want to use to defeat my opponent.
It is precisely because of this reason that Zhao Lingjun almost fell into the hands of Ampei Onmyoji's soul-eating bullet.
Lack of experience in martial arts was Zhao Lingjun's fatal flaw, but now Zhao Lingjun suddenly understood everything a Maoshan disciple knew.
"You're so fucking mad."
After thinking about this, Lin Yiren couldn't help but sigh from his heart.
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"Wu Xuanyun, wait a minute."
When Wu Xuanyun took a step forward and was about to take off Xu Mi's coat, Zhao Lingjun stopped Wu Xuanyun.
Originally, Zhao Lingjun's plan was to provoke a fight between the Maoshan Sect and the Hexing Hui group. After completing the search for gods, Zhao Lingjun originally wanted to take off Xu Mi's coat and write "Maoshan Sect" on Xu Mi's body. "Vulnerable", and threw Xu Mi at the foot of Maoshan.
"Immortal Master?" Wu Xuanyun didn't know why Zhao Lingjun wanted to stop him.
"Forget it." Zhao Lingjun waved his hand. "Stop taking off his clothes. We'll just dump him in a hotel at the foot of Maoshan Mountain."
"Why?" Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun strangely.
"Nothing." Zhao Lingjun smiled. "I really admire the way this guy scolds little RB. Just the way he scolds little RB, little red guy, makes me feel that I can't treat him badly. Besides, he is now half of my master, and he There seems to be no memory of dealing with your master in my memory, so even if we have to deal with the Maoshan Sect in the future, we must show mercy to him."
"That makes sense." Lin Yiren smiled.
"Fighting the Japanese aggressors is everyone's responsibility." Zhao Lingjun smiled obscenely. "Let's let Maoshan Sect take the lead first." Text Chapter 90: Fire diamonds and flowers in the courtyard "Sir, which ring do you want to see?"
Fan Xia looked at the young man in front of her with disdain.
Fan Xia is a counter salesperson at CHJ, one of the largest jewelry stores in SH.
Fan Xia has been working as a counter salesperson at CHJ for seven or eight years. She has not developed any other experience, but she has become very good at observing faces and people.
In Fan Xia's opinion, the young man in front of her who was already wandering around the counter wanted to buy a ring to please her girlfriend, but couldn't afford it at all.
It looked like what he was wearing was just mainland Chinese goods from popular ordinary brands, and on his feet was a pair of dirty NIKEs that had been worn for who knows how long.
So although Fan Xia still greeted this young man politely on her face, she was sneering in her heart and thinking, you should leave now.
Fan Xia thought that this young man was like those who had no money to buy a ring. When she heard her question, she would say, "I was just looking at it casually," and then walked away in despair.
But Fan Xia didn't expect that this young man wearing a pair of dirty Nikes would actually light up an expensive ring and say to herself, "Please show me that ring."
"Sir, do you want to see this ring?" Fan Xia looked at the young man and said in an aggravated tone, "This ring costs more than 50,000 yuan."
"More than fifty thousand yuan?" The young man smiled, but nodded firmly. "Please take it out for me and take a look first."
"You still have to look at it if you don't want to buy it. You are so shameless." Fan Xia muttered in her heart and reluctantly took out the ring that the young man wanted to see.
"It seems that the diamond is a bit small." The young man took the ring in his hand, looked at it, and asked Fan Xia again. "Is there this style but with bigger diamonds?"
"The diamond is a little small?" Fan Xia was startled, then sneered. "Yes, please wait a moment."
Fan Xia decided to embarrass this young man.
Now Fan Xia has thought that this young man must be an unaffordable owner. After being asked by her, he didn't want to walk away in shame, so she found such a reason. Maybe as long as she said it, no Sorry, nothing serious. He would also say something very arrogant, "Oh, that's such a pity. I didn't expect such a big jewelry store to only have such a small diamond ring," and then walk away very arrogantly. "
Normally, Fan Xia might not be able to do anything, but today, CHJ happened to receive a new batch of jewelry, including a ring with a diamond much larger than this.
A few minutes later, another salesperson also brought a beautiful ring box with a sneer.
As soon as Fan Xia opened the ring box, the bright light of the diamond dazzled several people's eyes.
"This is a rare fire diamond among diamonds, so it looks brilliant, and fire diamonds of such a large size are even rarer." Fan Xia looked at the ring worth hundreds of thousands, and said with a joking look Look at the young man.
"What do you think of this ring?"
After Fan Xia finished speaking, she waited to see this young man's show.
But what Fan Xia didn't expect was that after the young man took out the ring and looked at it, he actually muttered in dissatisfaction. "It seems it's still not pretty enough."
"You..." Fan Xia couldn't help but want to say something. "Are you here to play with me on purpose?"
But what the young man said next made Fan Xia stunned.
"Okay, let's take this."
"Sir, the price of this ring is 168,000." After a while, Fan Xia came back to her senses.
"No problem." The young man wearing dirty NIKE threw out a gold card, and the next words made Fan Xia roll her eyes and fainted.
The next thing the young man wearing dirty NIKE said was, "Do you still have gold nuggets for sale here? If so, sell them all to me."
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"Dr. Lin, Dr. Lin."
When the playful little nurse ran into Lin Qianxun's office with flushed face and panting, Lin Qianxun was helping an old lady feel her pulse.
Lin Qianxun's face seemed to be getting paler now.
"Little girl, what are you in a hurry for?" The little nurse rushed in suddenly, startling the old lady who was sitting there.
"Flowers, so many flowers." The little nurse's face was full of excitement.
"Flowers?" Lin Qianxun was stunned.
But the little nurse continued to talk regardless of the words. "The young man you saved last time...there are so many beautiful flowers, which I have never seen before."
"What's wrong with you little girl? You always talk confusedly." The old lady looked at the excited little nurse strangely.
"Go out and take a look, Doctor Lin." But the little nurse ignored the old lady's words and spoke to Lin Qianxun hurriedly.
Before Lin Qianxun could react, the little nurse grabbed Lin Qianxun's hand and dragged Lin Qianxun out of the door.
As soon as Lin Qianxun walked out of the office, he was stunned.
Flowers, flowers all over the courtyard.
When Lin Qianxun entered the office in the morning, the entire courtyard of the hospital was still empty, with only a few crooked and half-dead magnolias.
But now, the whole yard is full of all kinds of flowers.
And these flowers are not put in pots, or cut from elsewhere and piled in the yard, but grow out of the soil in the yard.
Most of these flowers were strange flowers that Lin Qianxun had never seen before. Even the sickly magnolia trees were covered with grass-green vines, and the emerald-green vines were covered with grass-green vines. It is also full of white, sparkling flowers that look like little light bulbs.
The whole yard is filled with fragrant smell.
Among the flowers in the courtyard, Zhao Lingjun stood quietly with a smile. Next to him was a white kitten that looked like a snow-white pom-pom. Large purple flowers.
"Why are you here?" When Lin Qianxun ran from the flowers to Zhao Lingjun, he felt as if he was in a dream.
In the corridor of the hospital building behind Lin Qianxun, eyeballs fell all over the place.
"How did you do that?" The playful little nurse followed Lin Qianxun and asked excitedly.
"I'm a magician." Zhao Lingjun smiled and winked at the playful little nurse.
But when Zhao Lingjun saw the slightly pale Lin Qianxun standing in front of him, he felt his heart beating violently.
"It's incredible." The playful little nurse lowered her body and stroked a strange blue flower. "These flowers are all real. You are really a great magician."
"Haha." Zhao Lingjun smiled. Before Lin Qianxun could react, Zhao Lingjun had already held Lin Qianxun's hand.
"You..." Lin Qianxun's face suddenly turned red.
"Oh, you guys chat slowly, I'll go up first." The playful little nurse was very smart, and suddenly thought that something was very wrong with her being around these two people.
"Haha." Zhao Lingjun couldn't help laughing as he looked at the playful little nurse in the background.
But when he turned to look at Lin Qianxun, Zhao Lingjun's eyes made Lin Qianxun feel dizzy.
What Zhao Lingjun said next caused Lin Qianxun to lose all ability to think.
"Marry me, Chihiro."
Zhao Lingjun looked at Lin Qianxun deeply and slowly took out a ring from his arms.
"Ah—so romantic."
The bright light on the diamond ring made the little nurse scream with excitement and almost fainted.
The playful little nurse covered her heart, because the playful little nurse felt that she was about to faint from excitement.
If someone proposes to me in such a romantic way, I will definitely agree to him without hesitation. The playful little nurse looked at Lin Qianxun excitedly, and a voice in her heart kept shouting, "Promise him quickly, promise him."
But the playful little nurse didn't see Lin Qianxun take the ring excitedly.
The playful little nurse just saw Lin Qianxun and the young man named Zhao Lingjun talking about something.
"What are they talking about?" The playful little nurse felt like she was going to die of anxiety. "Why hasn't she agreed to his proposal or accepted the ring?"
When the bright ring appeared in Zhao Lingjun's hand, Lin Qianxun's eyes suddenly became moist.
But after taking a deep breath, Lin Qianxun quietly asked Zhao Lingjun. "Why?"
"I know everything." Zhao Lingjun also took a deep breath and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him who had sacrificed ten years to save himself. "You are the descendant of the Lin family's brilliant art. The dream I had was not an illusion."
"Is this why you want to propose to me?" Lin Qianxun looked at Zhao Lingjun. "If you weren't injured and I didn't save you, would you give this ring to Meng Xue?"
"I..." Zhao Lingjun was stunned.
But before Zhao Lingjun had time to speak, Lin Qianxun had already continued. "If you decide to propose to me just to repay my life-saving grace, I will not agree to it."
After taking a deep look at Zhao Lingjun, Lin Qianxun continued: "If I agree to your proposal, wouldn't it be unfair to Meng Xue?"