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Volume 1 Awakening Chapter 102 Departure

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    Chapter 102 Departure "Out of stock!" The Taoist Master roughly checked aside the ancient paintings that Wang Tianshi brought back. When he saw the works of Wenfeng, he realized that he had been deceived by Wang Tianshi, and he was a little distracted when looking at the paintings.  Looking at the ancient paintings haphazardly spread out on the table by the Taoist priest, Wang Tianshi was itching his teeth with hatred. Suddenly, Xiao Ke, who was dozing off a moment ago, walked to the table in a few steps and stared at the cold landscape painting in silence.  Voice.  This is a pen and ink landscape painting. It depicts a dark rural forest. It looks more like a beginner's scribbling with pen and ink. The whole picture is very blurry. However, in the eyes of a quasi-master painter like Wang Tianshi,  But I don¡¯t think so.  Because the painting itself has a dark tone, the picture is too blurry, but the gloomy feeling looming in the picture has a strong influence on both Xiao Ke, who is a turbid demon, and Wang Tianshi, who is a vampire.  Feel.  But for Wang Tianshi, it was just from a professional perspective. He couldn't see anything fishy in this painting, so he looked at Xiao Ke, who had always been as motionless as a mountain, and his words were like gold when he opened his mouth.  , "How about it, is there a secret in the painting?" Xiao Ke nodded, then looked up at Wang Tianshi. Wang Tianshi understood Xiao Ke's meaning and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation.  Xiao Ke's small eyes narrowed, and his body trembled slightly, whether due to excitement or nervousness. He stretched out his hands that were shrunk in a pair of wide sleeves, and quickly rotated his hands to pinch the magic formula, and a green flame the size of a lantern appeared.  , appeared on the fingertips of Xiao Ke's left hand, swaying gently.  "Yin Fire" The Taoist Master covered his mouth in surprise, but was immediately relieved. If the Zhuo Demon didn't have Yin Fire, how could he refine his own Yin objects? What was strange to him was that Xiao Ke's Yin Fire was so condensed.  Xiao Ke slowly touched the ancient painting with the Yin Fire on his fingertips. When the Yin Fire on his fingertips was less than an inch away from the painting, the spiritual power attached to the painting was like two ripples, Xiao Ke's  The fingertips fade towards both ends of the screen.  The next moment, the entire scenery on the screen suddenly changed, replaced by a strange tadpole text.  "What's written on it?" Tadpole Wen Wang Tianshi couldn't understand it and didn't know how to read it, but that didn't mean he didn't want to know whether his three million dollars were worth it.  "See for yourself, concentrate, hit the spirit, from here" Xiao Ke handed the ancient painting full of tadpole texts to Wang Tianshi. The Yin Fire on his left hand was still attached to the picture, and his right hand pointed at a half-moon symbol in the upper left corner.  .  Wang Tianshi did as he was told. When his weak spiritual mind just touched the half-moon symbol, the entire tadpole text seemed to come alive in an instant, turning into a stream of information and poured into Wang Tianshi's mind, what corpse pill, what spiritual filling  , what kind of soul array, what kind of soul transfer He only felt the ghostly energy, and the crazy demons dancing wildly.  When the last bit of information poured into Wang Tianshi's mind, Wang Tianshi seemed to have collapsed. He was sweating profusely and holding on to the table. His mind was confused, "What the hell is this? It's deadly" The Taoist priest chuckled,  "Shitou, you really picked up a treasure this time. You actually picked up a piece of writing that records the skills." There are too many twists and turns in the world of cultivation. Wang Tianshi was too lazy to ask what the writing was, and looked directly at Xiao Xiao.  However, Xiao Ke's words are more reliable than those of Taoist priests.  "Runwen is a method used by Zhuo Mo to preserve his skills. It uses spiritual thoughts to write and Yin Qi to make ink. It is hidden in calligraphy and painting. Only cultivators who are also Zhuo Mo can decipher it, and they will lose it once they see it."  Xiao Ke replied.  Wang Tianshi rubbed his head. When he looked at the ancient paintings, he realized that the tadpole writing had become a lot lighter. It seemed that if he looked at it again, he would no longer be able to read it.  As the yin fire at Xiao Ke's fingertips was retracted into his body, the scene changed into a dim forest, and spiritual energy filled it again.  "What's recorded?" the Taoist priest asked anxiously.  While Wang Tianshi was still sorting out the information in his head, Xiao Ke had a smile on his face. This little bit of smile was enough to show that he was already happy: "What Shitou just asked a few days ago" "My day, I'm the one who refines the puppets.  "Kung Fu!" No need for Xiao Ke to say any more. The Taoist Master has already guessed the answer. Not only did he remember what Wang Tianshi asked Xiao Ke a few days ago, but the skills left by Zhuo Mo naturally belong to Zhuo Mo.  Kung Fu, a combination of the two, a puppet.  Xiao Ke nodded, "It seems like there's only half a chapter, and there's still half a chapter left" Yes, there's only half a chapter. Wang Tianshi also sorted it out, which reminded him again of Xue Hongye's words, the remaining chapter's techniques, Lingmen  They are all over Zhongman Street.  It¡¯s painful.  "Can you refine a puppet?" Wang Tianshi asked still unwillingly. Although he sorted out the information instilled in the ancient paintings, can you expect a vampire to immediately fully understand the skills of a turbid demon?  Xiao Ke has a trace ofHe shook his head with satisfaction, "When I reach the elixir formation stage, there is only a 5% success rate, and the spiritual power in my body now cannot support the entire refining process." "I can, I have a lot of spiritual power.  It's useless" Just as Wang Tianshi was about to speak, he remembered the fact that spiritual power could not escape from the sea of ??qi, and immediately punched the table with his fists angrily, "Oh" This hard cultivation is torture to death.  ah.  "If I can find the other half of the technique, when I reach the elixir formation stage, the success rate can reach 20%, but I must find someone with deep spiritual power to assist me." Xiao Ke poured some cold water and added  Gave some hope.  The Taoist Master quickly raised his hand, meaning that there are people with profound spiritual power here.  "But Wang Tianshi didn't even look at the Taoist Priest. He said these words to him. What does that mean? It means that the little spiritual power in the Taoist Priest's body is not enough to refine a puppet.  "When will you reach the elixir-forming stage?" Wang Tianshi asked. As for the candidate to assist Xiao Ke in refining the puppet, Xue Hongye, if he can fool her once or twice, isn't there a third time?  The little kid laughed helplessly. He glanced at Guanyin beside him and said, "Whenever she advances to the Bronze Corpse Stage, I will advance to the Core Formation Stage." Wang Tianshi was stupid. What kind of bullshit logic is this? Can the master advance?  Do you want to see the facial expression of the vagina?  "Jiang Tuzi, I'll pay you one million for Miaohan's paintings. As long as you have the goods, money is not a problem." Wang Tianshi took out his mobile phone, dialed Jiang Tuzi's number, and yelled viciously. Now he can only spread the word.  The net catches more fish.  In the following days, under the auspices of Pu Jinhui, the three major gangs in Zhonghai were officially unified. Pu Jinhui officially retreated behind the scenes and was handed over to Luo Qing, a disciple of the Taoist priest, with Heipi assisting.  Every day during the day, Xiao Ke squatted in the corner of the door and pondered Miao Han's puppet refining skills. At night, he took Guanyin with him, escorted by Wang Tianshi, to absorb the Yin energy in the surrounding cemeteries.  With the three major gangs in Zhonghai officially united, and the family bloodline issue getting better and better, Wang Tianshi no longer hosted gatherings every day, and gave all the power to Lao Jiu.  But this does not mean that Wang Tianshi is empty all of a sudden. In fact, he is busier than before. The headquarters of the Qinglong Society is located deep in Mount Emei, Sichuan. Since he has to bring all the vampires in the family with him, if he wants them overnight,  It is obviously impossible to fly over half of China in one go. This involves the arrangement of hiding places along the way, the planning of blood transportation and supplies, etc. In short, Wang Tianshi does not have many soldiers, but the design is more troublesome than fighting.  By the time everything was arranged, it was already a week later, and without Wang Tianshi trying to grab the spiritual power, the Taoist priest had already refined a lot of his third-level spiritual talismans.  On this bright moonlit night, in an abandoned stone factory outside Niumang Mountain, Wang Tianshi stood high on a pile of bluestones. Below him, thirty-three vampires who had just finished drinking blood knelt down in high spirits.  below.  "I know you are used to the luxurious life in the city. I know you can't do without music, dance and wine, just like you can't do without the night. But don't let these anesthetize your blood. I want to know whether your fangs are  Sharp, are your bat wings tough, are your armor indestructible" "Franco!" The vampires below all showed their bat wings and fangs.  "Then go fight, drink the blood of your enemies, and prove to me that you are worthy of the name of the Vampire Clan, which is terrifying to all mortals." Wang Tianshi waved his hand, and Lao Jiu led the team, with continuous "whoops" sounds.  In the middle, one vampire spread its wings and flew into the sky. After this period of nourishment, each of them returned to their peak. After circling around Wang Tianshi, they flew towards the west like a flowing black cloud.  .  On the road below them, a heavy truck was speeding away towards the west. In the carriage, an old man was telling a story to a femininity.  "Where are you? We are on our way." The waste rock yard suddenly became quiet, and only Wang Tianshi was left.  "I have been in Maolin Town at the foot of Mount Emei for three days." Xue Hongye quickly replied to the text message.
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