Leaving Xu Mao and his party aside, the corners of Liu Jin's mouth were slightly raised.
Sample, this one again
Just now, someone in Xu Mao's party had done something to himself, and he knew it clearly.
After all, I was done once by a fox before, and Liu Jin consulted with Mr. Mao afterwards.
Take the breath.
This breath is a very subtle thing. If you say it is useful, it is actually a trace of heat radiated from the body, which is inadvertently dissipated.
Say it is useless, but the heat is consistent with the source of the body, and has a special induction.
Practitioners use this characteristic to study the usage of breath.
It won't hurt people. It needs more specific things, such as hair, blood, birth date, etc., but there are very few deadly sorceries.
The biggest role of breath is positioning. The closer the distance, the more accurate the positioning.
As a cultivator is able to locate it, then naturally there will be more methods for murder.
This Xu Mao and his party took away their breath, and the purpose was clear at a glance, that is, they wanted to seize the treasure.
It's a pity that I haven't reached such a high level in my current practice. Otherwise, my aura is the same, I want to lose my way, and even after I practice higher, my fate will be hidden, and you won't be able to count on vomiting blood.
This is the charm of spiritual practice.
Of course, this Xu Mao is certainly not the only one, let's see today, how many ill-conceived people want to make their own ideas.
I wandered all the way and watched around, but my heart ran fast, and now I disappeared.
What a cute little bald donkey, I don't know why, I always want to molest him when I see him. This makes Liu Jin also feel like a cold. Isn't he a budding evil attribute
Sin, sin, this is definitely not, it should be predestined.
In the dark, Liu Jin felt that Xiaohe must have had a lot of communication with him before he came.
It feels unreasonable, unable to speak.
But the inexplicable intuition that Bamen Tianzang improved after opening the door made Liu Jin believe that his feelings could not be wrong.
Keep walking.
Along the way, people kept saying hello to Liu Jin, and many enthusiastically took the initiative to shake hands, with joy and admiration on their faces, without accident, silently stealing their breath.
That behavior is really a kobold.
When Liu Jin went to the banquet hall on the fifth floor, a dozen strands of breath were stolen back and forth.
There is no such thing as friendly, and it feels like an enemy in the world.
Tucao in his heart, Liu Jin was quickly attracted by the fifth floor.
This was actually transformed into a temporary trading place.
In the huge banquet room, dozens of neatly arranged stalls, all kinds of shouts.
Hey, the national policy and even the practice circles have affected it, it's really harmonious.
Excited in his heart, Liu Jin walked in and looked all the way.
The things sold here are almost the same.
Statues, jade, magical artifacts, various unknown medicinal materials, strange stones with unusual colors at first glance, different gold, and various incomplete unknown things, bottles and jars.
It's so diverse and dazzling.
Liu Jin wondered, this should be similar to Antique Street, where you can test your eyesight, you can find what you want, buy it blindly, and wait to break the house.
No wonder the old lady said that these two days can come or not, just to let Xiaopujie in the spiritual circle enjoy themselves and join in the fun.
Liu Jin thought he didn't have that vision, and he didn't want to buy anything.
When I came to a lively stall, the owner was a middle-aged man wearing a fur hat. He was very enthusiastic and introduced various kinds of introductions. He said that it was a small flower, and he felt that a dog's tail grass was all described by him as a nine-day immortal. The grass is the same.
However, this stall is also the largest, with the most items placed on it.
Liu Jin was looking at it casually, but when his eyes fell on a god statue, he suddenly stopped.
Are your eyes exposed
I'm sure I'm not mistaken, it's light, or blue.
The god is like an unknown god, wood carving, a treasure armor, a vicious expression, dancing with his hands, holding a sword in one hand, and a ball in the other.
To be honest, the ball looked like a small blue ball, and it seemed that the action of the great god was more like a dribble, preparing to shoot. This combination, this posture, people who have studied, just ignore it.
It's so fake, does China God still have a big ball player? Even if you want to lie, you should have a snack!
However, after Liu Jin observed carefully, his eyes were a little weird.
The essence of this idol is really that ball.
Because other places are ordinary, nothing unusual.
The only ball that gave Liu Jin an unusual feeling, vaguely felt that this thing seemed to be alive.
Damn it
Is there really a priesthood of the ball god in this world
I was very curious. Seeing what medicine other people were concerned about and still discussing seriously, Liu Jin squatted down and said with a smile: "Boss, can you look at this idol?"
The middle-aged man said enthusiastically: "Of course, friends, please feel free to watch."
Liu Jin grabbed the idol and looked at it closely.
The sculpture of the statue is rough, but it has an inexplicable charm, which seems to be extraordinary.
But this is not the point, the point is the ball.
Liu Jin directly touched it with his hand.
It feels rough, just a wooden bump.
But when I touched it again, I suddenly felt a little cold.
The next moment, the Ding Dong sound suddenly sounded.
"Ding: Half a meter in front of you, the evil god is distracted. You just woke up, and you will get huge benefits by picking it up."
Damn it!
Liu Jin was taken aback.
Did Ding Dong suggest it
This is really an evil god, and it also hides a distraction!
No, where is the evil god in this era
But Liu Jin had learned from Mr. Mao, what kind of fairy Buddha, he hadn't seen him for hundreds of years.
Cthulhu is even more unlikely to exist.
Even the ancestors enshrined in the home of Mr. Mao, the heavenly generals, etc., are not real gods, but sincere sacrifices, incense condensed, with a long time, the spirit of condensing with the power of faith, but crowned with the name of a god That's it.
So what Dingdong boss suggested before is that the altar is alive.
But the prompt now is to directly address Cthulhu!
This difference is too obvious.
Thoughts were overwhelming, unable to understand, but Liu Jin had an unknown premonition.
Staring at the idol for a moment, Liu Jin looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Boss, how do you invite this idol?"
The middle-aged man smiled: "The Taoist friends are really good-looking. This is a good thing. I collected it from a small remote town in southern Hunan. It is an old object for hundreds of years. At that time, I paid a lot of money..."
"How much, just say it." Liu Jin interrupted.
"Five hundred thousand."
Liu Jin put down decisively and got up to leave.
"Hey, fellow Taoist, you can bargain." The middle-aged man hurriedly called.
Liu Jin smiled and said: "Boss, you are not sincere, whether it is an old object or a new one. My eyes are still not blind, and you should not make up stories. I just look at this idol and it is very interesting. This is tempted. You lion speaks loudly, I Can't please."
"Thank you? Do you like this idol?" A strange color appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes.
"Yes, I don't know why, I like it inexplicably." Liu Jin smiled honestly.
I muttered in my heart, this guy has a problem. Looking at the expression, I guessed that this thing is a Cthulhu statue, a dog, colluding with the Cthulhu, it is not a good thing.
The middle-aged man was overjoyed at once: "Okay, confidant, then I won’t hide it from you. This idol is like a sculpture made by me. I was ashamed and felt not good enough. I didn’t expect to meet someone I admire, and fellow Taoists are so good. I am heartened, so, sincerely price, one thousand yuan, please go."
Liu Jin was overjoyed: "That's right. Boss, you will definitely get rich in the future. Come, wechat transfer."
After paying the money happily, Liu Jin walked away holding the idol.
The middle-aged man looked at Liu Jin's back, and a cold color appeared in his eyes.
But at this moment, Liu Jin left the hall directly and came to a corner with no one. He looked at the Cthulhu statue again, grinned, and then pinched his middle finger and flicked his middle finger, and a burst of energy and blood bounced towards the small ball.
The vitality, blood and divine power instantly submerged, and then a puff of green smoke rose from the little football, vaguely, a scream sounded.
"Ding: The trick is successful, divinity +1."
Dingdong boss is sincere not to deceive me, it really benefits a lot!
Surprised inexplicably, Liu Jin was no longer polite, and his middle finger pointed at the small football, playing violently!
A stream of green smoke rose up, and the original grim expression of the idol turned into an expression of pain, and then the idol trembled, as if trying to break free.
However, Liu Jin's expression was excited and ferocious, and his arms tightened desperately.
Uncle's, Cthulhu is great, you want to run after getting on the thief ship
The old bullet kills you.
Speed up, Qi, blood and divine power increase.
Ah~ da da da da da da da da da...
Snapped!
The ball... broke~~
"Ding: successful dialing, divinity +1." (End of this chapter)