I Have a Kung Fu Extractor

Chen Cang ate dumplings, ate hot pot, and had a good chat with Uncle Wang's family.

The last time without Chen Cang, Wang Zhijie would have been killed by the barbarian bandits. In this regard, the Wang Sheng family expressed their deep gratitude to Chen Cang.

To invite Chen Cang to dinner tonight is a way of expressing gratitude. This seemed very warm, and it won Chen Cang's heart.

Chen Cang, Wang Sheng and Wang Zhijie drank a few glasses of wine and talked about their daughter, Wang Shiyi.

Naturally, the family misses their daughter very much, and they wish her daughter would show up to eat hot pot with them. If Wang Shiyi was there, it would be even more lively.

It's a pity, it's just a thought.

Wang Shiyi went to the Snow God Sect in the extreme north, and it is not known when he will be able to return.

Since this time, Wang Shiyi has written several letters to the family. Most of what Wang Shiyi said were happy things.

For example, her recent breakthrough in cultivation, or what skills she has learned, or what elixir has been distributed to her by the sect.

In short, according to the information in the family letter, she had a pretty good life in the Snow God Sect.

As for the content of the family letter, Chen Cang doesn't care about it. He is more concerned about the way to pass the family letter - Zhihe Chuanshu!

A paper crane flew from the Snow God Sect in the extreme north to Liangcheng, conveying the most sincere thoughts.

Zhihe is dead, but it can fly over thousands of miles to Liangcheng, like a living creature. This is the method of the divine writer.

Now Chen Cang is studying the divine scriptures, and he has killed the monks in the sea of ​​​​qi through the means of divine scriptures. However, he hadn't mastered the method of handing down a book with a paper crane.

If you learn to pass books on paper cranes, then there will be another way to pass messages.

"Maybe there is a mystery in the paper crane!" Chen Cang muttered in his heart.

So, he looked at Wang Sheng and said, "Uncle Wang, I want to read the family letter written by Shi Yi."

After hearing this, Wang Sheng said angrily, "Every time Poetry sends a letter to my family, I tell you and I mentioned you, you still don't believe it?"

Chen Cang shook his head, "No, Uncle Wang, I didn't read the content, but wanted to see the paper crane."

"No, that Zhihe left the family letter and flew away." Wang Sheng replied.

"Is that so?" Chen Cang pondered slightly, he could only settle for the next best thing, and said, "Then I want to read the family letter."

"Okay." Wang Sheng didn't know Chen Cang's intentions, but he didn't ask any further.

He took out all the family letters, eight in total, and handed them to Chen Cang.

Chen Cang took a look and found nothing mysterious, just ordinary paper.

Then, he thought to himself, "It's a pity that I can't see that Zhihe, otherwise I'll have the opportunity to learn the skill of Zhihe's book transmission."

Just when he was feeling sorry, a paper crane faced the night, followed the north wind, and landed just outside the window of Wang Sheng's house.

When they saw that familiar paper crane, everyone was full of excitement.

It was Wang Shiyi who brought home the letter.

At that moment, everyone stood up. However, Chen Cang was the fastest. He came to the window and carefully looked at the paper crane!

That paper crane is only the size of a palm, but it can fly countless distances without fear of wind and snow, and transport family letters to Liangcheng, which is amazing.

Chen Cang took the family letter from the paper crane and handed it to Wang Sheng, then took the paper crane in his hand to watch.

Chen Cang was very sensitive to mental power fluctuations, and he felt a strong mental power fluctuation on Zhihe.

That is a very powerful spiritual force, which makes Zhihe "live" and can fly long distances. That mental power can also block the invasion of wind and snow, allowing Zhihe to fly safely.

Chen Cang took a closer look and found the word "fly" written on the paper crane.

"Sure enough, there is a mystery." Chen Cang said in his heart, "Paper is just ordinary paper, and that spiritual power and flying characters are the biggest mystery."

How to make mental power continue to play a role on a paper crane is a question worth thinking about.

Chen Cang didn't say anything, and said in his heart, "This should involve the issue of formation."

Chen Cang's guess was correct, that paper crane does have a formation on it, which maintains the mental power to function for a long time.

Wang Xuelian looked at Zhihe and said, "It will fly away in a quarter of an hour."

Because the paper crane would still fly away, she didn't even read the family letter, so she quickly picked up a pen to write, and wanted to write a letter to Wang Shiyi.

However, Chen Cang held the paper crane and refused to let go, saying, "Aunt Wang, you don't need to write, I want to leave this paper crane to study."

Hearing Chen Cang's words, Wang Xuelian, Wang Sheng, and Wang Zhijie were all shocked.

"What do you want to do??" Wang Shengda was puzzled.

Chen Cang explained: "I'm just interested in the methods of the divine scribes, so I want to keep it and study it well. When the study is done, I'll let it fly back."

After Wang Sheng heard it, he said earnestly and earnestly, "I know that you have a unique talent in your cultivation, but it is very difficult to be a divine writer."

He could never have imagined that Chen Cang had already entered the first class of divine scriptures, and he had achieved a small amount of success.

Chen Cang said sternly: "Because of the difficulty, I have to face the difficulty even more."

Wang Xuelian quickly reminded: "After a quarter of an hour, this paper crane will fly away, and there is no way to stop it."

Wang Sheng also added: "Once I wasted my time and didn't let go of it. As a result, I had a splitting headache and had to let it go."

Chen Cang held the paper crane and said confidently, "Uncle Wang, don't worry~www.readwn.com~ This paper crane won't be able to fly when it gets into my hands."

He knew that the reason why Wang Sheng felt a splitting headache must be because he was attacked by the mental power on the paper crane.

Chen Cang wanted to see how strong that mental attack was.

Next, Wang Sheng and others began to wait, but they wanted to see what means Chen Cang had to keep Zhihe from flying.

Soon, a quarter of an hour will come.

Sure enough, the paper crane in Chen Cang's hand began to flap its wings and began to move.

"I'm going to fly, I'm going to fly." Aunt Wang stared at Zhihe and couldn't help shouting.

At that moment, Chen Cang felt the mental power on Zhihe fluctuated violently.

"Stabilize me." Chen Cang also started to act.

He used his mental power to swept towards Zhihe, suppressing the fluctuating mental power.

Chen Cang's mental power steadily suppressed the fluctuating mental power. I saw that paper crane flapped its wings twice in Chen Cang's hand, but couldn't fly.

After it fluttered, it quieted down and didn't move.

Chen Cang spread out his hands, looked at the three of them, and said, "Look, even if I let it fly, it won't dare to fly."

"This..." Wang Sheng and the others were almost dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

They really didn't expect that Chen Cang would have such a skill that Zhihe couldn't fly.

The empathetic Aunt Wang immediately asked, "Xiao Chen, are you alright?"

Wang Sheng also hurriedly said, "Aren't you feeling any discomfort, such as a splitting headache?"

Chen Cang shook his head and said, "Uncle Wang, don't worry, I'm fine and I'm fine."

Wang Sheng was shocked again.

Wang Zhijie suddenly looked at Chen Cang and said, "Brother, I'm afraid you are in trouble."

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