The Fantastic Super Vision

"Where do you see that we are hillbillies?"

At this time, Jiang Yihuan couldn't hold back and asked.

"I don't even have this knowledge. What is it if you are not a hillbilly? Do you understand everything if you think your cultivation base is higher than me?" The **** operator sneered, without giving Jiang Yihuan any face, and said: "He didn't even listen to the soul acknowledging the Lord. Having said that, do you dare to call yourself a senior?"

"According to what you said, you are a senior?" Jiang Yihuan looked at the **** operator with interest and asked.

"I don't dare to say that I am a senior, I can only say that I know a little bit better than you." The fortune teller still said very humbly.

"You can brag." Hearing the words of the fortune teller, Wang Feng couldn't help but respond to him.

Although this fortuneteller is more powerful in the field of calculation, his cultivation base and age are not as old as Jiang Yihuan. This Jiang Yihuan is also the prince of the empire. He has seen so many treasures. This fortuneteller even said that, Wang Feng felt that he It's bragging.

"I'm not bragging, my soul is forcibly imprinted on it, so I can naturally become the master of this magic weapon." The fortuneteller sneered.

"Then you tell me what to do?"

"Give me things, I will teach you." At this time, the fortune teller stretched out his hand and said.

"Then I am afraid I can't give it to you." Wang Feng shook his head repeatedly when he heard the words of the **** fortune.

God fortune teller this guy has been staring at the little stone in his hand for a long time, if it was given to him, I am afraid that the meat bun and the dog will never return. How could Wang Feng be fooled by him.

"If you don't give it to me, how can I teach you?"

"It's simple, you can just teach me directly orally. I'm so smart, I can learn everything in a short time." Wang Feng put gold on his face with great strength.

"go away."

Hearing Wang Feng's words, the fortuneteller immediately cursed and said: "I have been running with you for so long, and I have never touched this stone. You are so guarding against me, I teach you a fart."

"Ok."

Hearing the words of the fortuneteller, Wang Feng did not refute it, because the fortuneteller did not even touch this stone. Since Wang Feng had already regarded him as his own, even if he swallowed this thing in the end, then Wang Feng wouldn't say anything.

Compared with the effect of this stone, Wang Feng valued the unfavorable energy of this divine calculation.

When he was in the Heaven Realm, this guy was very helpful to himself, so even if Wang Feng gave him this stone, what's the problem?

"Let's show it to you."

With the palm of his hand thrown away, Wang Feng suddenly threw the stone in his hand to the **** operator.

Seeing the thing that Wang Feng threw over, this divine fortune teller was almost like a treasure. He carefully took the thing into his own hand, for fear that he might break the little stone by accident.

It's just that since this stone can even block the terrifying energy ripples, how easy it is to break, so it is completely unnecessary for him to do so.

However, through this action, it is not difficult to see that this divine operator takes this thing very importantly. No wonder Wang Feng and the others have not shown this thing to him. His opinions are so big, which is not unreasonable.

"What should I do now?" Wang Feng asked at this moment.

"The soul recognizes the Lord directly, and the soul brand is forcibly imprinted on the magic weapon, and with the unique secret recipe of this seat, it is not difficult to control this thing." While talking, the **** operator is still watching the stone carefully, and he looks better than Wang Feng and Jiang Yihuan. All have to be serious.

"What's the secret recipe?" Wang Feng asked at this moment.

Hearing Wang Feng’s words, Jiang Yihuan couldn’t help but look, because in this way he was also the first to hear that soul imprinting can indeed control things, but that control is only for a short time and is still mandatory. He wants real control. , This soul imprint may not work.

So after hearing Wang Feng's words, Jiang Yihuan also wanted to see what kind of moths this idiot could make.

"There is a saying that the secret is not to be leaked, and if it is leaked, it is not a secret method." The fortune teller said with a stick.

"Nima."

Upon hearing this, Wang Feng couldn't help cursing.

"God stick, the real stick."

At this time, Jiang Yihuan couldn't help but said, this **** operator is indeed cheating, and he is talking about teaching. I didn't expect that he would say that the secrets of the secret cannot be revealed. Isn't this cheating?

"I can display the secret technique, and then you can directly imprint your soul on this stone." The fortune teller spoke, and he immediately began to cast the secret technique.

"In that case, then I will believe you once."

After thinking about it, Wang Feng didn't hesitate, and directly imprinted his soul on this stone.

"Start!"

The soul brand has been cast on the stone, and then the fortuneteller did not hesitate, and directly pushed his palm forward, and suddenly this secret technique exploded.

"The technique of contract conclusion."

At this time, Jiang Yihuan spoke, already seeing something, his face was shocked.

"Brother Jiang, have you seen why?" Wang Feng asked at this time.

"I already understand, he is treating this stone as a living thing, using the contract technique to forcefully control this magic weapon, talent."

When he said this sentence, Jiang Yihuan’s tone also contained a hint of appreciation. Although the age of the **** fortune teller was younger than him~www.wuxiaspot.com~, his cultivation base was much weaker, but his methods were indeed very visible. , The technique of forcibly concluding contracts by directly using magic weapons as living things, such people can indeed be called talents.

"The treasure is alive, and to force it to control, this kind of thinking is indeed powerful."

Throughout the ages, the deep-rooted thought in everyone's mind is to use blood to control magic weapons and achieve a way of recognizing the Lord.

It’s just like when you were refining alchemy. With different ideas, the things you refined are naturally different. Everyone only knows that magic weapons use blood to recognize the master, but controlling magic weapons is not only this way, there is another method. That is to forcibly control this magic weapon.

I have to say that this method is indeed a novelty, and I am afraid that a talent like a fortune teller can come up with this method.

"Drive me!"

There was a loud drinking sound in the mouth, this secret technique had already bloomed with a rich and incomparable light, and this light instantly wrapped the stone.

And the circle of light continued to shrink, until it finally completely attached to the surface of the stone.

"Wang Feng, how is it? Has it been controlled?" At this time, the fortune teller asked.

"No." Wang Feng shook his head, and then said: "There is no sense of control at all."

"How could this be?"

Hearing Wang Feng's words, the face of the **** operator couldn't help showing a look of surprise, because he had used this method to control the magic weapon before, how could it be useless, this is completely unscientific.

"You can't do it." Jiang Yihuan said at this time, with a smile on his face, because he was very happy to see the divine arithmetic slumped.

This guy had quarreled with him for so long before, and now he is finally embarrassed.