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Chapter 2883 White Robe Woman
Talisman cultivation is the foundation of a craftsman, a craftsman is the foundation of a magician, and a magician is the foundation of a puppet cultivator.

Among cultivators, there has always been a very strange chain of contempt.However, those who underestimated the cultivators of talismans all died under their spells.

Fuxiu are some very weird people, most of them are Dharma cultivators who have no talent for refining weapons.

Faxiu is definitely the most lethal group of practitioners.

The incantations of the spells are created by them to strengthen their power.These Dharma practitioners feel that the power of inscriptions engraved on paper is too small.Then appeared the scepter, the weapon.So there are crafting masters, formation masters, and puppet masters.

Dharma cultivation has created the civilization of practitioners.It also makes the cultivator stronger and more terrifying.Cultivation is an endless path.And on the Continent of Gods, the end found now seems to be the master.

As for whether there are other realms behind the Juggernaut, no one knows.

"I thought you would understand it, so I gave it to you. This thing, when we found it, looked like this. No one can understand it. You are a puppet cultivator, so you can't understand it?"

Yinghao glanced at Tang Ming strangely, then asked.

Tang Ming nodded, and then said: "I don't understand, this thing is very similar to the writing left by the sage who made man, but it is different."

"Then, this jade slip."

Yinghao showed an embarrassed look.

Tang Ming smiled, and then said: "You won't tell me that this thing is the original, right? If it's a rubbing version, I'll accept it. If it's not a rubbing version, I'll make another rubbing copy."

"It's a rubbing version. You can accept it."

Yinghao smiled and said.

Tang Ming nodded. He pondered for a moment, then stretched out his hand, and handed a painting to Yinghao: "This painting is for you."

"A painting? Is this a painting by Confucianism?"

After opening the painting, Yinghao's expression became a little strange.

Confucianism cultivators, in the Continent of Gods, are the most statusless group of people.

Ruxiu's picture scroll is similar to Fuxiu's spell, but Fuxiu's spell is much stronger than Ruxiu's picture scroll.

Even, because of some relationship, the relationship between Confucianism Cultivator and talisman is very bad.

Therefore, people who know the art of Confucianism cultivation rarely learn about Fuxiu, and Fuxiu rarely learn about Confucianism.

The picture scroll was opened, and inside the picture scroll was a woman's back figure, behind which was the sky full of snow.

Just looking at the things inside the picture scroll, Yinghao felt very cold.

He looked at Tang Ming, and said, "This is the painting you made?"

"Well, why, it doesn't look like it?"

Confucianism's picture scrolls are filled with the power of the soul, so when you look at the picture scrolls, you can feel that the picture scrolls are from Tang Ming's hands.

Because all Confucianism cultivators have inheritance and sects.

The picture scrolls painted by Tang Ming cannot harm his friends, relatives and people of the same sect.

But talisman repair is different, talisman repair is the pursuit of lethality.Even the person who draws the spell will be killed by the spell he made.

"No, I just didn't think of it."

Yinghao smiled awkwardly, and then said.

Tang Ming fiddled with the jade slips for a while, and then said: "I know what you think, I just want to prove that I don't understand the words here at all, but I am very interested in it, if I can research it , I will share it with you Yingjia."

"Thank you Brother Tang Ming."

Yinghao took a deep breath and said.

After Yinghao left, Tang Ming continued to sit on the armchair and narrowed his eyes slightly. The auction outside continued.Tang Ming didn't have much energy.

He thought about everything he had done since he came to God's Continent, but he found that he had gone astray again.

Kong Shengxian mentioned to him that it is true that he must cultivate hard and improve his strength.

After reaching the realm of dominance, at that time, both my parents can be freed.

And what about myself?It does have the power to dominate the realm. After all, the ruler puppet is there, and there is a corpse of the master Binghao, which can be refined into a ruler puppet.

However, his own strength is still in the realm of a god-man.

He was able to become a god-man because of the Tongtian Fruit given by the Master of Tongtian.

Tang Ming heaved a sigh of relief. He felt that he couldn't stay in the pig hunting empire anymore. He should find an opportunity to find a place where he could improve his strength.

"Dear guest, your two puppets have been sold. This is the master coin after the transaction. You keep it."

The final transaction price of two living puppets in the realm of God Venerable was only 10,000+ Juggernaut Coins.

It was much lower than Tang Ming imagined, and the layer was removed.There are only more than [-] left.

Tang Ming stood up and said, "Thank you, these are for you. I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."

After giving the maid a reward, Tang Ming walked out of the box.

When they came outside the box, the doors of the other two boxes were also pushed open.

A tall and strong man walked out of one of the gates. At this time, the two puppets were standing beside him.

When Tang Ming walked out, his eyes fell directly on Tang Ming, which made Tang Ming raise his eyebrows.

This person is not simple, and seems to be hostile to himself.

When the other door opened, Tang Ming's body froze instantly.

The leader of that group was a guy in a white robe. Her body was covered by the white robe, and she also wore a mask on her face. Only a pair of blood-red eyes shot a little bit of cold light inside the mask.

Tang Ming could feel the cold aura on that guy just by looking at him.

Tang Ming had also felt this kind of breath on Du Kun's body before.

It was the same breath as a rock sparrow, but the breath on this guy tended to be cold.But it is certain that this guy, like Yanqueer, should come from that family.

"Tang Ming?"

A hoarse voice came from behind the mask.

The voice sounded very ethereal, and the corner of Tang Ming's mouth twitched. However, he was not so afraid of this guy, but instead patted the ghost wolf who was afraid of fidgeting.

Ghost Wolf was also a member of this organization before, so he probably recognized who the guy under the white robe was.

"Hi senior, I don't know how to call you."

Tang Ming smiled, bowed slightly and asked.

The woman's eyes fell on the ghost wolf: "Why don't you ask her? I really don't know, what did you use to cover up its breath. Even my father didn't notice the little wolf's breath. Ghost wolf, I don't know if you are lucky or unlucky, but you actually thought of betraying the organization and my father. Have you forgotten how you died in the first place?"

(End of this chapter)