Super Great Fortune Teller

In the back of the fairy fruit and grass, Wang Qian saw the record with a jump of eyebrows.

"Da Luo Xian Guo, prolong life for 10 years? Can it replenish the vitality of the human body? "

"Jiuzhi Xiancao, prolong life for 50 years Taking it can promote the monk's realm "I'm sorry..."

"If these records are true, I'm afraid that if any immortal grass comes out, the world of practice will be turned upside down!"

When Wang Qian saw these records, he felt his heart vibrated,

and then he had time to look at the other two books.

One of them is called Qi Jing.

Wang Qian opened the Qijing, and after seeing the records in it, Wang Qian only felt that his head was one and two big, and there were a lot of part symbols in the Qijing.

In the vicinity of the part symbol, there are also records of certain refining means.

After putting these two books into wuxizhu, Wang Qian looked at the last book, which had several big words written on it.

"Pure Yang drunken sword Jue"

seeing this secret script, Wang Qian was delighted.

However, at this time, Wang Qian felt that there seemed to be a look behind him.

"Who?" Wang Qian immediately turned back, but in addition to the closed door of the old hall, there was no one else, only Mo Cuicui looked at herself with a puzzled face.

"Why?"

Wang Qian shook his head. Mo Cuicui didn't feel the trace of the man just now.

"Nothing." Wang Qian smiles, then deliberately does not take the pure Yang drunken sword formula, but patrols back and forth in this old hall.

Sometimes I sit on the futon and sometimes I look at the founder of Sanqing. He looks like he is going to practice in seclusion here.

Half an hour later, Wang Qian quietly opened his eyes. Since arriving at the underground palace, Wang Qian always felt that someone was staring at him.

However, the man in the dark has a strong ability to watch, or his hidden skill is several orders of magnitude higher than Wang Qian.

Standing up, Wang Qian thought about it, went to the table and picked up the pure Yang drunken sword formula.

"What kind of skill is this? It doesn't sound very reliable. I don't know how many grades are worse than the medicine and utensil classics. " Wang Qian murmured in a low voice, and then Wang Qian opened the book of pure Yang drunken sword formula.

Just as Wang Qian opened the book, the words in the book disappeared, and then they were printed into Wang Qian's heart.

Just after reading two pages, Wang Qianqiang held back.

He put away the shock in his eyes. Although he said that the book of pure Yang drunken sword formula was not very good, as soon as he opened the book, Wang Qian felt that the recovery speed of pure Yang Qi in his body was more than 10 times faster.

In the past, once Wang Qian opened the twelve thunder gate, he didn't want to recover in half a month. Moreover, in half a month, Wang Qian had to eat a large amount of pills, and Jinyang pills were drunk as if he didn't want money.

Every time, Wang Qian felt that such wasteful behavior was simply heinous.

After putting down the pure Yang drunken sword formula, Wang Qian looked left and right.

"Come on, let's put this book here. It doesn't work for me anyway."

"Boy! Are you blind? "

At this time, a voice suddenly appeared in the hall.

When Mo Cuicui heard the sound, she immediately looked around. However, the next second, Wang Qian took Mo Cuicui back to wuxizhu.

There was anger hidden in the voice, but Wang Qian drew a mysterious smile from the corner of his mouth when he heard it.

Just as he was drunk, his eyes moved.

At the moment when the voice came out, Wang Qian looked back in the direction of the voice.

However, apart from a row of stone carvings, it was empty.

"Boy! It seems that you are really blind. Ben is right in front of you. You can't see Ben. I don't know how a blind boy like you can touch this hidden cave. Good luck

At this time, Wang Qian's eyes finally locked on a turtle stone carving in the distance.

The tortoise stone carving is about the size of a palm.

At this time, the turtle's head is slightly raised, a look of disdain at Wang Qian.

After Wang Qian saw the tortoise's expression, he touched his nose and was despised by a bastard for the first time.

"What do you mean, boy? See this great God you don't kneel even if, then full face light pick of color? Don't kneel down to the great God! Please accept me for you! Then Ben can pass you some magic power The tortoise said, shaking the debris on his body, and the debris fell to the ground.

When Wang Qian saw the tortoise shaking off the stone chips, he thought of some patients with dandruff. There was a slight disgust in his eyes at that time.

The tortoise was also a master of observing words and colors. Seeing the look in Wang Qian's eyes, the tortoise's face was cold at that time: "boy! What do you mean? See this God don't kneel, even dare to show that kind of expression on the face, do you believe this God slap you dead! AhSaid the tortoise, and then he jumped down from the stone platform.

By the time it came to Wang Qian, it had changed into a 60-70-year-old man with a huge turtle shell. The old man's face was dark, his cheeks were fleshy, and his beard was funny on his lips,

and the old man's face was even more similar to the turtle.

The black tortoise shell looks a little solemn.

Wang Qian frowned at the old man who suddenly appeared: "who are you?"

Fortunately, Wang Qian was a practitioner. Otherwise, he would be frightened at the first time when he met this kind of thing. When the old tortoise heard Wang Qian ask who he was, he raised his neck high.

Then he put on a proud face and said, "I am the God of the lake, the guardian of Xuanwu Lake, the great God of Xuanwu!"

"Xuanwu? God When Wang Qian heard the tortoise say that, he just laughed.

"Hehe, is Xuanwu one of the four sacred beasts?"

"Exactly!" As soon as the tortoise raised his head, his face was almost on his back. It was as if Wang Qian should pay homage to him immediately.

But Wang Qian said with a sneer, "how dare you say you are Xuanwu? The essence of Xuanwu is a tortoise, but you tortoise is not Xuanwu. "

Wang Qian said this very roundly. However, the tortoise in human shape could hear it clearly. He looked at Wang Qian with a bad face and said, "boy, this is the cave where our king practices. Now we don't kill you at the first time. It's a great honor for you. Don't push your inch, boy

The old man said, his momentum suddenly burst out.

The water around Xuanwu Lake is rippling with the tortoise's momentum, and some swimming fish begin to worship the tortoise's direction.

seeing this, Wang Qian doesn't show any surprise.

There is no doubt that this guy has reached the ninth grade, and he also has a very strong means of peeping and tracking. With Wang Qian's spirit, if he doesn't stimulate this guy, Wang Qian can't find the existence of this turtle.

"King Xuanwu? Hum, I'll stand here. You can kill me, whatever. " Wang Qian stood in the same place and put the pure Yang drunken sword formula aside.

It looks like you killed me.