Chapter 81
Eyebrows on the moon.

With red eyes, Zhang Huaiyi sat face to face with Tian Jinzhong, the kind old master, and Lu Jin.

The table is full of special dishes of Tianshi Mansion.

Most of them are Zhang Huaiyi's favorite food.

Zhang Huaiyi was very moved.

After so many years, his senior brother still remembers it.

"Junior Brother, from now on, you should stay in Tianshi Mansion."

"No, senior brother, I came here to see you first, to pay homage to Master, and secondly, to look for Chu Lan. I have something important to give to him."

"Is this the thing in your hand?"

Zhang Huaiyi had been holding the holy master's spell tracker in his hands, they had seen it a long time ago, although they were curious about what it was, but Zhang Huaiyi didn't ask, so they didn't ask.

"Yes."

"This treasure can sense the orientation of the spell, and can sense the distance from the spell to it."

"Look at the eyes of this dragon head. The brightness means that there is a charm in this direction. The closer to the charm, the brighter its eyes will be."

After such a long time of groping.

Zhang Huaiyi has initially mastered the usage of the spell tracker.

He introduced it to the three of them.

"This is indeed a treasure. You want Chu Lan to collect the charms? But, have you ever thought about it, what if there is a conspiracy behind the twelve charms?"

"Senior brother, I can't control that much anymore. Chu Lan has no way of turning back, so just let him try. Without the spell, he will die faster."

The kind old heavenly master fell into silence.

Huai Yi was right, if there was only one talisman, he might be able to protect Chu Lan.

But when the visitor has enough spells, even he can't guarantee who he can protect.

Maybe even he can't protect himself.

This is definitely not alarmist.

It can be said that collecting talismans has become the general trend of the world, and even he is powerless to stop it.

It doesn't matter what conspiracy is behind it.

The wheel of history is rolling forward, and in the face of the torrent of the times, delusional attempts to change will only be smashed to pieces.

Under the waves of the times, each of them is an ant, and he can only be regarded as a slightly larger ant at best.

Lu Jin reminded him just now.

Either he would give up Huaiyi and Chu Lan, take Tianshi Mansion, and withdraw from this dispute forever, or he would enter the game and fully support Zhang Chulan in collecting spells.

But can you really go back if you say back?

In case, all the spells are collected by the enemies of Tianshi Mansion.

The millennium foundation of Tianshi Mansion may be buried in his hands.

How could he abandon his junior brother.

Kind old heavenly master, I have thought of a lot at this moment.

Suddenly he found that it seemed that he had no choice. The fate of Tianshi Mansion had long been unknowingly tied to Huaiyi and Chu Lan.

"Okay, then let him try, Tianshi Mansion will secretly support him."

Tian Jinzhong, Lu Jin, and Zhang Huaiyi all suddenly raised their heads and stared at the kind old heavenly master.

None of them expected that the kind old Tianshi would let Tianshifu support Zhang Chulan.

This is very different from agreeing to Zhang Chulan to collect spells.

Since ancient times, Tianshi Mansion has been able to pass on for thousands of years regardless of any disputes.

The kind old heavenly master waved his hand, indicating that they don't need to say more.

He has already decided.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Twelve Talismans have changed dramatically through the ages.

He has never been a pedantic person.

It's just pity for the common people in the world, alas.

"grandfather!"

Zhang Chulan stood at the entrance of the yard, followed by a little Taoist boy, who was brought by Tian Jinzhong.

Zhang Chulan looked at the familiar face with some surprise.

Zhang Huaiyi nodded kindly to Zhang Chulan.

Tian Jinzhong looked at the two men, stroking his almost invisible stubble in satisfaction.

Just as the Heavenly Master's Mansion was peaceful, Shen Chong and Gao Ning had already arrived at the foot of Longhu Mountain.

Xia Liuqing did not follow.

In this operation, the loss of him as a bad old man will not affect the result.

Thousands of people of all natures, including the Holy Master's men, if the action still fails, one more of him is purely a gift.

Xia Liuqing is no longer as good at fighting as she was when she was young. Sometimes, people refuse to accept their old age.

He almost died that time, and he cherished the time he was alive even more, he just wanted to stay by Jinfeng's side.

The black shadow devoured the only light left on the earth.

Endless darkness surrounded Longhu Mountain.

"As expected of an ancient great mage, this power is really intoxicating. Wa Long also controls such power. I want to learn spells!"

"Who is our opponent in this world, just consumption, can kill the old heavenly master!?"

Gao Ning said a little intoxicated.

The first time he met Valon, he had seen Valon use a similar power.

When the Holy Lord gave them this power.

Only then did they discover how ridiculous the power they were proud of was.

He controlled this power, and it was effortless to kill his original self.

The gap is too big.

He can freely shuttle back and forth in the dark, and the soldiers under him are almost immortal and endless.

Standing beside Gao Ning, Shen Chong didn't say anything, but just looking at his domineering stance, one could tell that he probably thought so too.

"If we succeed, why don't we save Dou Mei? Let's use this credit to learn this magic from that guy. How about learning this spell?"

Gao Ning suddenly suggested.

People are not killed for their own sake.

He can save Dou Mei for his own benefit, but he can also give up saving Dou Mei for his own benefit.

This does not conflict.

Shen Chong glanced at Gao Ning.

"It's up to you, I don't care, it's okay."

"Okay, what I'm waiting for is your words, I don't want the name Quan Xing Qu Zhang Kuang for a long time!"

Gao Ning had a smile on his face.

A harmless look.

But he said the most cruel words.

He and Dou Mei have been partners for many years, but in his mouth, it is a good deal.

Dou Mei's life is not taken seriously at all.

Zhang Chulan is toasting. When there are elders around, the younger generation should have the etiquette of the younger generation.

Zhang Chulan carried her schoolbag and respected several seniors cup by cup.

"Chu Lan, what's in your schoolbag, why do you carry it with you all day?"

Lu Jin asked curiously.

Zhang Chulan and Tian Jinzhong looked at each other.

He was about to speak, but suddenly froze.

Zhang Chulan turned around solemnly and looked down the mountain.

This breath...

The people at the dinner table followed Zhang Chulan's gaze and sensed in that direction.

All complexions changed.

"It's very dark."

It's not how strong they are, it's the disgusting dark aura, which has no cover at all.

Like the smell of fish, they can feel it from a long distance.

Zhang Chulan was very sensitive to this breath, so she discovered it immediately.

The last guy who smelled like this is still lying in his backpack.

(End of this chapter)

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