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Seeing Sardar's resentful expression, the Taoist priest at the side felt immeasurable heavenly respect, thinking: "Such a strong murderous intent is either hatred for taking his wife or killing his son. It's useless to talk about breaking the sky."

However, when Ding Xiaoyi heard the words, he just smiled coldly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his voice quietly entered Sardar's ears.

Immediately under the eyes of everyone, the expression on Sardar's face ranged from suspicion to shock, from shock to disbelief, and finally looked at Ding Xiaoyi with a strange face for a while.

The two looked at each other, as if making a final confirmation, but after a while, Sardar's expression suddenly became angry.

It's just that although he was angry on his face, the murderous look in his eyes had disappeared, leaving only a look of envy and resentment, and he kicked Ding Xiaoyi's ass indignantly.

He cursed and said, "Damn it, have you trampled all the shit in the world?"

No wonder Sardar was so upset.

What Ding Xiaoyi told Ah was precisely the information about magic rules.

For Sardar, magic is what he is most proud of, but he only knows a little about magic and crosses the river by feeling the stones.

Just like myself, when I learned that enchanting is not their patent, but that there were top enchanters a long time ago, excitement and disappointment are inevitable.

Excitement is because this road is not alone, and there are references and directions ahead.

Of course, the same is true of loss. After all, what I am proud of, I never thought that others had already figured it out, and even had attainments far surpassing my own.

Sardar was puzzled at first when he learned that magic requires a piece of magic equipment.

But after knowing the effect and usage of the magic rule, it simply opened a door to a new world for Sardar.

Let me ask, in this case, how could he kill Ding Xiaoyi.

This is also the reason why I am always calm and relaxed.

"Hey, otherwise, how could I meet you by such a coincidence." He said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a low voice in his ear: "It's not a coincidence, but I'm looking for you."

Hearing this sound, he couldn't help but look up.

I saw a man sitting on the rock in front of me at an unknown time.

The man was wearing a black windbreaker, about 27 or [-] years old, with short hair.

The neckline of the white shirt was slightly open, and the cuffs of the shirt were rolled up to the middle of the arms, revealing his wheat-colored skin.

Deep eyes, high nose bridge, sexy lips.

Dragging a slender tobacco rod in his hand, he inhales and exhales, the smoke is lingering.

Obviously this man should be the mysterious chef Mr. Chen mentioned, Gouzi Wang.

Seeing this man that Chen Lao admired so much, while I was curious, I felt a little confused in my heart. I didn't understand what the other party meant when he came to find me. ,

Wang Gouzi took a deep breath on the tobacco rod in his hand, and the carbonized shredded tobacco in the tobacco pot ignited and fluctuated for a while.

Suddenly, he saw the other party reach out and grab the space between the two of them.

For a moment, an irresistible force surged on him and the Taoist priest, as if the psionic energy in his body was about to be affected by the opponent's simple grasp.

When the two of them realized something was wrong, the power had already disappeared, and what was even more strange was that strands of green mycelium appeared in Wang Gouzi's hands.

"what!!"

The Taoist priest lying on the ground sat up straight for the first time, looking at his hands in disbelief: "The poison is gone?"

Ding Xiaoyi also noticed that the toxins in his body had disappeared completely, not a single bit left.

When he looked at the ball of emerald green mycelium in Wang Gouzi's hand again, a wave of waves suddenly set off in his heart.

This seedling is very poisonous, he has personally experienced it.

As if rooted in one's own psionic energy, it was as thin as a hair, densely mixed with psionic energy.

I can only use the disintegration technique to kill it slowly, but I don't know that the other party just waved his hand lightly, and actually helped the two of them pull out the speed in their bodies.

Looking at the mycelium-like poisonous ball in Wang Gouzi's hand, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly remembered the magical method Chen Lao had described, and couldn't help being surprised: "Chosen hand!"

"Hey, you still recognize it?"

Now it was Wang Gouzi's turn to be a little surprised.

Ding Xiaoyi grinned and said: "Not long ago, my teacher met you and got a lot of advice, so he told me about the magic of Sheyuan Shou."

After hearing his explanation, Sardar raised his brows and asked with a strange expression, "Who?"

"Chen Xinghe!" Ding Xiaoyi replied.

"Ah!!!" The stone under Sardar's feet suddenly turned into dust.

When he learned that Ding Xiaoyi's teacher was actually the bald head not long ago, Sardar instantly felt his lungs explode.

The teacher of my enemy was sitting in front of me, and I was drinking and joking with him, bragging and amusing.

Thinking about it now, it made Sardar's face burn.

"Pig heart with shrimp!, pig heart with shrimp!!"

"Oh, so that's the case, no wonder you can guess it." Wang Gouzi nodded thoughtfully, never thinking that although the two met for the first time, they already had many interactions with each other.

Slowly extended his palm towards Ding Xiaoyi: "Take out the stele and let me have a look."

Chapter 661: Time Coordinates

"Stone monument!!"

Hearing Wang Gouzi's words, Ding Xiaoyi's expression became unnatural.

Thinking of just now, Wang Gouzi said that he came to find him.

Is it

For a moment, monstrous waves rolled up in his heart, although he had been looking forward to this moment very early, hoping that the scene he saw through the stone tablet was not a vague illusion.

But when the righteous master really suddenly appeared in front of him, he was still a little horrified.

He stood up from the ground and looked at Wang Xiaogou in front of him.

He didn't take out the stele immediately, but asked instead: "You said you've been looking for me? Do you have any proof?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaogou pointed at Kaina and the others: "They are the proof."

Now not only Ding Xiaoyi was confused, but Kaina, Sardar and Wang Xiaogou were also confused.

In addition to being confused, his brows were furrowed, as if he was being used.

Although this mysterious dog king has been protecting them all this time, it doesn't feel good.

Facing everyone's suspicious eyes, Wang Gouzi was not burdened, and there seemed to be very little other emotion on that indifferent face.

"Shamanism has a secret technique of finding people. I don't need to recognize the other person, I don't know the other person's name, identity, or even his age, gender, and appearance.

But this secret technique will continue to let me find people related to the other party. When I find enough people, I will naturally find the other party. "

When they heard that there is such a miraculous secret technique in the world, everyone was surprised, but also somewhat relieved.

That's right, whether it's Sardar, Wang Xiaogou, or even the smelly Taoist priest he just met, all of them have one thing in common.

I know Ding Xiaoyi, and even have seen his real appearance.

No wonder this guy wanders around aimlessly every day, like a headless chicken, he can go wherever he wants, wherever he wants.

But in fact, the places he walks, or the people he meets, are invisible, closing the distance between him and Ding Xiaoyi.

Even if the two have never met.

"Interesting, finding people naturally is even easier than divination?

But this is in line with the style of shamanism. "Taoist priests have some understanding of shamanism, but they mostly know it from the records in books.

This is the first time I have experienced the magical art of shamanism.

This is a primitive sect that follows the teachings of letting nature take its course.

It was born before Taoism and Buddhism, and even Taoism and Buddhism have the shadow of Shamanism.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the people around him, and was amazed in his heart that there are such weird magical arts in the world, he was surprised, but also somewhat understood why it was these few people.

Except that these people have some intersections with me, the most important thing is that I am basically a loner, and there are not many people who have had intersections with me in the true sense.

I believe that if Wang Gouzi is allowed to search, Wang Jialiang, Wang Zhao, Lei Ding and others may be found at some point.

After getting the result, Ding Xiaoyi continued to ask tentatively: "That time when I was in front of the stele, was it you who I saw? Is it a hallucination, or?"

He wanted to know where the chaotic doomsday scene he saw was.

However, Wang Gouzi did not answer his own question.

Staring at him silently: "One question for another, I can only answer you when I see the stone tablet."

Apparently, the dog king in front of him is not someone to be fooled with, and he doesn't like him at all.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi had no choice but to take out the stele.

The stone tablet is full of cracks, and the tablet is recorded in an unknown font.

I have tried to use the mirror to identify it, but the mirror does not know anything about the words on it.

After the stele appeared in front of him, a group of people surrounded the stele.

Even if he is curious about the stele, he also wants to know why Wang Gouzi cares so much about this stele.

However, no matter whether it was the stinky Taoist priest, or Sardar and Kayina, the three of them looked at the stele, but their eyes were full of scriptures, and none of them could read the words on it.

Only Wang Gouzi glanced carefully at the stele, as if he could read the words on it.

"What's written on it??"

Ding Xiaoyi finally couldn't help but asked.

This stele seems to be related to him, otherwise Po Meng would not have given the fragments of the stele to himself.

No matter what he saw through the stele, at least he had to figure out what was on it.

This time Wang Gouzi answered very straightforwardly: "The above is the coordinates for a period of time."

"Time and coordinates??"

Everyone was stunned, Sardar frowned and said: "Coordinates refer to directions, time is something you can't see, how can there be coordinates?"

Wang Gouzi glanced at him, and took out a square crystal shard from nowhere.

Throw it to Sardar casually.

Sardar took it over and took a look. He held the crystal and looked at it for a while, with a look of horror on his face. He saw a fruit tree actually sealed inside the crystal.

The fruit trees are full of brightly colored apples.

At first he thought it was some kind of sealing technique, but as he watched it carefully, he gradually realized that something was wrong.

I saw Sardar slowly oozing out his fingers to caress the fruit tree in the crystal, and a strange scene appeared, his hand actually passed through the crystal easily, and picked a fruit from the fruit tree.

Look at the fruit that falls on your hands.

Sardar's face was full of confusion, because when he looked at the crystal again, he found that there was not a single fruit missing from the fruit tree inside.

"Could it be."

He seemed to have guessed something, but he didn't dare to confirm it easily, so he could only look at Wang Gouzi.

"This is a piece of frozen time." Wang Gouzi took the crystal: "Because the time inside is frozen inside, the fruit tree you see is, in a sense, eternal."

As he spoke, he glanced at the apple in Sardar's hand, and saw that the freshly colored apple on his hand was actually rotting quickly, but it turned into grains of sand and disappeared in his hand in the blink of an eye. superior.

Perhaps other people have not understood the meaning of this sentence.

But Sardar couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Wang Gouzi ignored his shocked expression and continued: "Freezing time is not difficult in itself, so what is recorded on the stone tablet is a coordinate of freezing time."

"Isn't that the land of eternity?"

Sardar asked excitedly.

Everyone yearns for eternity, especially for Sardar.

If there is such a place, wouldn't it be eternal? No wonder Wang Gouzi spent so much energy looking for Ding Xiaoyi.

Wang Gouzi frowned slightly when he heard this, but he didn't explain anything to Sardar.