[Sword Three] Photosynthesis of Brother Hua

Wan Jing still has some understanding of what happened when he was young and falling into battle.

These understandings did not come from any books. After all, the events back then were too secretive. Even in the book, there was only a few sentences, which were hastily passed over. Every time Su Qi and Qian Lin talked about these things, He never cared that he was also next to him, and he didn't bother to avoid it, so he heard something.

But he also knew that he knew how many Qianlins he knew.

"If you put it that way, then... it's fine now?" I don't know what to call Cen Ji, would it be a bit disrespectful to call him by his name?If it is called Shizun... I always feel that this relationship is not right, Wan Jing simply blurred it out.

"That old man didn't die so easily." Compared with Wan Jing, Qian Rin's address was much simpler and rude.

Every time he heard Qian Lin calling "Old Man, Old Man", Wan Jing couldn't help but imagine an image of him with white hair, wrinkled face, stroking his long tiger beard, and every time Qian Lin would jump up in anger.

Maybe he will chase after Qian Rin with a stick and shout angrily "little bastard"!

As soon as such a scene popped up in his mind, Wan Jing shrugged his shoulders involuntarily, with a suppressed smile on his face.

"It's best to get rid of the bad thoughts in your mind." Qian Lin saw Wan Jing's expression and knew that he was not thinking of good things, and found that the latter blinked at him innocently, and said: "I don't think I know what's on your mind?"

Wan Jing shook his head solemnly, and added a cute smile, which instantly poked Qian Lin's little heart.

Anyway, we have been together for so long, although Qian Lin can guess what he is thinking every time, but he also has a way to deal with Qian Lin's "smiling but not smiling" and "smiling"!

The two of them walked side by side in the dungeon. Although the atmosphere was quite relaxed, they didn't dare to relax. As the power of the Demon Sect's main organs and spells, the Shrine Hall is the main organ and magic power in this dungeon. There are countless numbers, and thanks to Qian Lin's deep understanding of this aspect, he was not caught. Even so, it took a lot of effort.

However, something went wrong accidentally.

Their goal is the main hall of the Soul-hunting Hall, the only place in the entire dungeon that can be connected. The main hall is equivalent to the transit hub of the Soul-hunting Hall. Only through the main hall can they go to other areas. It is marked in Qian Lin's map The road leading to the main hall, and nothing happened to them on this road, they avoided almost all the formations, and finally reached the last one, the teleportation formation leading to the main hall.

This kind of formation is usually not opened, and it is even more closed when the Soul-hunting Palace is closed, but this is not a problem for Qian Lin. He analyzed the formation carefully and found the center of the formation to open it. And the place to provide spiritual power, and placed spiritual stones around to provide spiritual power, only wait for the formation to absorb enough spiritual power before it can be opened.

After all the calculations, I didn't figure it out, but there is actually a trigger mechanism here.

As for why I didn't notice it, it's because this mechanism is too simple, there is no camouflage formation, and there is no sophisticated design, such a simple mechanism that makes people cry, in Wanjing who is unconscious When they stepped on it, the two of them reacted.

Qian Lin reflexively used spiritual power to destroy the center of the mechanism. Who knows that this thing is very simple. To put it bluntly, it is to step on a place and then the bottom is empty, and then people fall in. It depends on whether the spiritual power can destroy it. Xiaohua fell down, and Qian Lin, who reacted super fast, took a step forward and jumped down, and the result——

At this time, the spiritual power of the teleportation formation was absorbed and successfully activated.

Qian Lin just watched Wanjing fall down with a blank face, and then she was sent to the main hall by this stupid formation. After the transmission, Qian Lin looked gloomy at the empty hall, wishing to put the design The dungeon and the person who provided the map were pulled out and crushed.

Of course, what annoyed him the most was himself, seeing that silly little flower fall like this.

No, he must go back to the dungeon and find out where that crude mechanism leads to!

Then teach that little flower whose vigilance is low again!

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When Wanjing stepped on the trap and rolled down, he really thought about keeping his balance, paying attention to his surroundings, and using his coquettish little lightness skills to see if he could jump up.

As a result, just as he fell into the hole, the top hole was sealed. However, the hole was really curved and curved, and he fell like a ball in the slippery hole. When I came down, because the stone wall in the cave seemed to be covered with a layer of fluffy plants, I was not injured, but I felt like I was rolling down a long tunnel like a ball, and finally rolled to the end.

came to an end.

Wan Jing, who fell down, was dazed for a while, lying on the ground trying to wake himself up, when suddenly footsteps came from ahead, he realized that there was someone here!

Not caring about the little stars that were still twinkling away, Wan Jing immediately got up to defend himself, raised his head and looked seriously at the place where he accidentally rolled to.

You know, this is the Temple of Soul-hunting, and even the bloody place like the dungeon is just an ordinary place in it. The other rooms must be handled with care and vigilance, and they may still be gloomy——

What the hell!

where is this place!

Wanjing stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes,

The hall here is very bright, but the building is not gorgeous and luxurious, but it is somewhat similar to the style of the cultivation world. It is mainly white, decorated with green, very spacious, and the inside is like a monk's cave, with all kinds of things. Everything is available, and the most important thing is that not far from him, there is a young man standing there, looking at him with some doubts.

Wan Jing judged from the fact that there was no magic buff on the man's head, this person was not a demon cultivator.

It's not a demon cultivator, but he lives in a house of this style in the Temple of the Spirit. It looks like he should have decorated it himself. If he is under house arrest, it is also possible. He was also holding an inkstone, as if he was grinding ink and preparing to paint just now. Wan Jing looked at the table to the side, and there was indeed a piece of rice paper on it.

This person... is very interesting.

This is not house arrest, but the treatment only for high-ranking guests.

The man stood not far away, looked at Wanjing, the uninvited guest, and didn't say anything. In this situation, Wanjing finally stopped his dizziness and calmed down a little, but he didn't know what to say.

A silence spread with a slightly awkward atmosphere.

In the end, it was the man who spoke first.

"I told him a long time ago that the mechanism in the dungeon was dismantled when it was not in use, and he said that no one would be so stupid to step on it." The man shook his head, took the inkstone aside and put it away, and sighed, " Someone just fell in."

Wan Jing was about to speak when he suddenly held his breath in his chest.

I'm so sorry he fell in!

"Well, looking at you like this, it's not a demon cultivator who broke in secretly?" The man raised his eyebrows, ignoring Wanjing's suddenly tense body and the vigilance on his face, walked forward, and walked in the distance. When it was about three arms away, it stopped, "The Temple of the Spirit is not a place where you can stroll around casually, it's better to leave early."

He was not hostile when he spoke, but he didn't show any kindness either. He just said something so simple, as if a small animal broke in, and then said casually, let him get out quickly. It's dangerous here. the same.

However, in his eyes, people like Wanjing are no different from small animals.

It was precisely because he didn't feel threatened that he was rare to be gentle and said a few nice words so that another person would not die in this Temple of Soul-hunting.

"I came here with my companions, but I came to this place by accident." After hesitating for a while, Wan Jing organized his words a little bit, "I wonder if senior can tell me how to leave this place?"

Although the purpose of their visit this time was to find Cen Ji, and Qian Lin should be in the main hall at the moment, but since the plan had gone wrong, he had better act by ear first, not to offend the one in front.

Looking at the person in front of him, although he is not easy to talk to, he is not the kind who draws his sword without saying a word. However, his cultivation level must be higher than his. When facing him, he faintly felt the pressure. It's not fake, Wan Jing thinks that this person must have a close relationship with the Hall of Resilience.

The Shingling Temple would not leave an unrelated and powerful practitioner so leisurely on its own territory, and the tone of this person's speech seemed to be somewhat familiar with someone in the Shingling Temple. He seemed to be thinking that he didn't take action directly for the sake of being a fellow cultivator, but warned him first.

Wan Jing originally wanted to have a secret chat with Qian Lin, but being stared at by such a person, he was afraid that he might reveal something during the secret chat, so he had to give up.

"You mean, besides you, there are other people who also sneaked into this place?" The man caught something from Wanjing's words.

The reason why Wanjing pointed out that there are still companions is mainly to convey the message that "if something happens to him, someone will know", and this person doesn't seem to realize that, on the contrary, he cares that someone else has come here.

"Can you tell me, what's the name of your companion?" The man suddenly smiled.

unusual.

Wanjing's first reaction was this.

This person didn't ask his name, but asked the name of the companion who appeared in his words, and laughed!Laughed!This made Wan Jing's heart ring loudly, there must be a demon in every extraordinary thing, this person must be thinking of something.

Qian Lin is quite famous in the cultivation world. If his name is mentioned, this person must know, and maybe he will send someone to deal with Qian Lin, so when the situation is not clear, it must not be said. A name, such as the alias Qian Rin used...

"You don't have to worry about what I will do to your companions." The man seemed to understand Wanjing's concerns, and said with a smile, "This is actually the center of the Hall of Soul-hunting. The situation of the temple."

"So, when you left the team and walked towards the teleportation formation, I already knew."

"However, there are loopholes in the surveillance of the entire Temple of Soul-hunting, and I did it myself."

"There are three people in this world who will not be watched."

"So, when I learned that you didn't come here alone, I knew that your companion must be one of those three people."

When the man said this, his tone was always gentle.

Wanjing didn't answer the call, and was still on the defensive.

"The younger generation is very defensive." The man didn't care about Wanjing's distrust, "If I say my name, I think you will be familiar with it."

The man didn't care to tell Wanjing these things. In his eyes, although Wanjing's strength was good, it was not enough to threaten him.

"I am Cen Ji, and your companion should be one of my three apprentices."

……Hey?

Wan Jing froze in place.

Ahhh, seeing Cen Ji so soon, he is not ready yet!What to say!Ahhh, I didn't bring a gift!Wait, wait, what should he shout!Now that he is Qian Lin's partner, it doesn't matter whether he calls Shizun after him. Qian Lin has never called Shizun, he always calls old man directly...

Now that Qian Lin's parents have passed away, seeing his master has the feeling of seeing his father-in-law and mother-in-law, which makes Wan Jing a little nervous.

"I haven't asked yet, who are you? It must be a good relationship to be able to come here with one of my apprentices."

Wan Jing's head became hot, and he blurted out: "Master, hello! My name is Wan Jing, and I am the Taoist companion of your second apprentice!"

This time, what was frozen in place became calm.