Dragon Vein Martial God

When Jiang Ting's mind was spinning because of Taoist Qingfeng's inquiry, he suddenly thought that if he sent out the scales, once the news leaked that he could still perform his magic... Maybe once that time, his cheap master would attack him.

With the rotation of thoughts, the cold sweat dispersed quietly.

flaw in the plan.

He had been practicing magic before. He didn't spend too much time thinking about it. There were mistakes and omissions.

Unfortunately, this scale can't be traded, and because of a series of tricks brought by this scale, he can only head-on and can't resolve it.

After all, as long as he is careful about other conspiracies in the same environment, he won't have a problem.

Not to mention, the only living person he knows now is Han Youqing, apart from the Taoist Qingfeng around him.

Although I don't know whether Han Youqing will leak, but... Even if I tell others, the number of notifications will certainly not be much.

Maybe I have time to find a way to talk with Han Youqing.

It's not good. It doesn't hurt to destroy flowers.

At best, some people who don't know what to do want to plot against him.

"Hmm?" Taoist Qingfeng, who didn't get a response for a long time, snorted.

Jiang Ting instantly pressed down his mind: "master."

"But what's the difficulty?" Taoist Qingfeng was not angry.

"Hui Shizun, that's not the case... The disciple is stupid. Although he has received the magic for more than a year, it's just a little less for the disciple this year. Now he hasn't understood the mystery."

After that, Jiang Ting rubbed his nose and pretended to be embarrassed: "the disciple is hesitating. Please give me some advice."

Qingfeng Taoist whispered, "being a teacher is a single wood spirit."

It sounds like some bulls are not right.

In fact, it's not difficult to guess... If you want to practice magic, the best talent is five attribute qualification, and the bottom line is three attribute qualification.

As a Taoist Qingfeng, he is a single attribute wood spirit. With such qualifications, he must not be able to practice magic... How can he give advice if he can't practice himself?

"Disciple Meng Lang." Jiang Ting showed his guilty face and didn't ask.

He wasn't ready to ask for advice... He has successfully practiced shangque fairy art, and he can use it at will. Why ask? What I said just now is just a clumsy instinct.

After they talked for a while, Jiang Ting got up and left.

After all, his practice time is still short. Therefore, Taoist Qingfeng did not compare his practice.

Outside maple leaf peak.

After flying away from maple leaf peak, Jiangting Yukong stood in the sky, looked down at the ground under his feet, and his eyes kept scanning, as if looking for something.

With the help of the geographical advantage of the sky, he saw many acquaintances.

For example, Wei Zhe, who was prepared to rob his spirit stone and then used it by him to arrange him to go to the medicine garden... And Wei Zhe, after so many years, his cultivation has been promoted from level 7 to level 8. I don't know how to cultivate.

For example, when he first entered the purple frost gate, Dong Kai and Zhang Ping, who once explained the rules for him and other new disciples... They are still on the ninth floor of Qi refining.

A lot of people.

He stood in the sky, looking for the enemy.

Wei Zhe disappeared more decisively at the beginning. In addition, he was arranged to go to the medicine garden through Wei Zhe, which made him avoid many detours in the early stage... Therefore, he is too lazy to find Wei Zhe's trouble now.

He is looking for the shadow who covered up the breath fluctuation spell in the storage space before leaving the medicine picking valley.

The shadow must be from the purple frost door, but he doesn't know who it is.

Unfortunately, it seems that after looking and observing for a long time, he didn't find anyone, not even the object of suspicion.

"I don't know what the man is going to do, and why he is staring at me... Trouble." whispered, Jiang Ting is not looking for it, and flew out of the purple frost door with his escape light.

The direction to leave is outside Heming mountain.

Next, his time is still short... He is going to go to Changning County to have a look, and then find a shop to buy materials to cast Dharma sword.

With Dharma sword, his sword array also has the meaning of use, not a simple chicken rib.

He also wants to buy some magic tools... If he continues to use intermediate magic tools, he may have some shortcomings. He'd better buy top-level magic tools. In this way, he belongs to the top in both magic tools and spells.

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About half a day later.

Outside Heming mountain, Zhao state, Changning County.

A streamer cuts across the sky and quickly approaches from Heming mountain... Streamer applies and hides the method. Unless the cultivation is similar, ordinary people and ordinary Qi refining realm can't see the streamer in the sky.

After the streamer approached Changning County, it quickly fell, and then stopped at a low altitude of about ten feet in Changning County, revealing the appearance of Jiangting.

After he left zishuang gate, he flew out of Heming mountain to Changning County.

But now... Changning County in front of him is now covered with dust, countless dead bones are distributed in many houses and yards in the city, and there are few corpses in the streets.

The rooms in the county are also full of ashes and cobwebs... A silent dead city.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Ting flew out of the county. After a while, he saw that there were seals at the Sifang city gate of Changning County... The seals were impressively the royal family of the state of Zhao.

What's more, when he looked around carefully, he could see that some mortal soldiers were guarding many traffic arteries a few miles away.

Jiang Ting's absolutely cold mood forced his body's instinct and flew to the place where his family lived before.

It's not a big courtyard, just like other places. It's full of dust and spider webs. Some corners even produce dense weeds... I don't know how long it has been abandoned.

Then I saw Jiang Ting waving gently and the breeze blowing... Weeds turned into ashes, dust and cobwebs were swept away by the breeze.

In just three days, the dilapidated courtyard became brand new... But the walls, beams and columns of the room were still corrupt.

Jiang Ting never entered the room. After entering the yard, he waved again. The lobby, wing room and so on were wide open.

The corpses lying on the bed came into my eyes.

Watching for a while, Jiang Ting's breathing was accelerated... The number of corpses was wrong.

There are four corpses in this yard.

Although he could not distinguish his identity from the white skeleton because of his lack of cultivation.

However, the four bodies are in two rooms, one bed and two. If he is right, one bed is Jiang's father and Jiang's mother.

Another one is Jiang Li and Yan Chongming.

Family, all together.

But... There should be one more, bean sprouts.

He didn't speak. After a glance, he flew out of the yard and headed for another yard not far away.

Then in the yard, he saw that his blood relatives in this life, his uncle's family, a lot of them, all of them are skeletons.

His eyes were slightly red.