Wu Xiaoye once saw a spell caster of the Witch Sect who became an idiot after failing to cast the Great Law of Searching for the Gods.
But Zhao Lingjun, who was about to cast this spell, didn't look worried at all.
"I'm going to start."
After letting go of Xu Mi, Zhao Lingjun nodded to Wu Xiaoye.
Before Lin Yiren could react, Zhao Lingjun's hands had already finished pinching the technique, and when Zhao Lingjun put his hands together, a slender black flame came out of Zhao Lingjun's fingers.
"Damn, stinky boy, when you cast a spell, it's always so sudden.
It doesn't give people time to think. ” Watching Zhao Lingjun use the black flame in his hand to light thirty-two white candles in a clockwise direction, Lin Yiren said in his heart depressed.
When all the thirty-two white candles were lit by Zhao Lingjun, the sky outside the dilapidated factory seemed to suddenly darken.
The sky did not know when it began, it was already cloudy.
The red spell under Zhao Lingjun's feet slowly burned.
But it wasn't a dull yellow flame, but a crimson flame that looked like solidified blood.
And this crimson flame, as if it was alive, slowly extended to the whole body of Zhao Congqi who was standing and Xu Mi who was lying, and from a distance, the bodies of the two people seemed to be wrapped in a layer of crimson crystal.
The floor under Zhao Lingjun and Xu Mi also disappeared little by little, turning into a churning transparent red cloud.
A strange huge eye suddenly opened in the red cloud.
And when this huge red eye opened, the crimson flames on Xu Mi and Zhao Lingjun's bodies jumped up wildly, and then turned into a blurry red cloud, enveloping the entire magic circle.
The blurry red cloud slowly dissipated after tumbling for a few minutes.
But for Wu Xiaoye, Lin Yiren and others, these few minutes were as long as hours.
The dilapidated factory slowly regained its light, the dense dark clouds began to slowly disperse, and the sunlight shone in through the broken glass windows of the dilapidated factory building, and shot into Zhao Lingjun, who was standing quietly in the center of the circle.
When the sunlight shone on Zhao Lingjun's body, the flames on the thirty-two white candles were extinguished at the same time.
"How" Lin Yiren saw that this god-searching Dafa had been completed, and couldn't help but ask Zhao Lingjun, who was standing quietly in the center of the magic circle. aanbgbd。
” After a long while, Zhao Lingjun shook his head with a wry smile and walked out of the magic circle.
Although he was very aware of the role of the Dafa of Searching for the Gods, the feeling of countless things suddenly pouring into his mind like a tide was still too strange.
Zhao Lingjun felt that this feeling was like when you were eating, you just took a sip of soup, but you felt that your stomach was stuffed with a lot of miscellaneous things.
"Looks like you're lucky not to be an idiot."
Although he didn't answer his own question, his movements and expressions were a bit weird, but Zhao Lingjun's sentence "gbd."
But it made Lin Yiren feel at ease.
Zhao Lingjun opened his mouth.
Lin Yiren felt that Zhao Lingjun would definitely play tricks on him, but what Lin Yiren didn't expect was that when Zhao Lingjun opened his mouth, a white electric light flew out.
Lin Yiren only felt that there seemed to be a sun suddenly in front of him.
"Holy."
Lin Yiren was taken aback.
But before Lin Yiren could make any movements, white electric light had already flown over Lin Yiren's head.
With a "boom", a big hole suddenly broke in the wall of the dilapidated factory building behind Lin Yiren.
"Huh.
The power of the thunder light in the five thunders of Maoshan is really good, and it is also very hidden, it is really a good spell for killing people and goods, and traveling at home. ” Looking at Zhao Lingjun's smug smile, Lin Yiren wanted to fight with him.
But Zhao Lingjun's next words suddenly attracted Lin Yiren's will.
"This is really not the Blue Mirror."
Zhao Lingjun picked up the bronze ancient mirror from a dilapidated table not far from Wu Xuanyun's side.
On the dilapidated table, there were a lot of miscellaneous things that were found from Xu Mi's body.
"So what kind of magic weapon is this?"
"It's glaucoma."
Zhao Lingjun's right hand moved, and five green flames suddenly appeared in Zhao Lingjun's hand.
Zhao Lingjun's hand stroked the back of the mirror, and a cyan qi shot out of the mirror, protecting Zhao Lingjun's whole body.
"Glaucom" "Not bad.
This mirror is actually an imitation of the Qingying Mirror.
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Zhao Lingjun said to Lin Yiren and Wu Xiaoye while collecting the cyan qi.
This is a hundred years ago in Maoshan Sect, a master of refining, modeled after the magic weapon made by the Qingshen Mirror, that person probably wanted to make another Qingying Mirror, but he didn't expect that after the production was completed, he found that the mirror he made only had a defensive role. ” "Damn, no wonder this guy wants to fight you hand-to-hand."
Lin Yiren glanced at the glaucoma mirror in Zhao Lingjun's hand.
"So this thing can't be used to attack at all."
"Huh.
If this thing is used for self-defense, it is a good magic weapon.
Zhao Lingjun looked at the glaucoma mirror in his hand and smiled.
And this thing may mean more to me than the real Blue Mirror Mirror. ” "What do you mean" Lin Yiren and the others all looked at Zhao Lingjun with suspicious eyes.
"The reason why the refining master of the Maoshan Sect couldn't refine the real Qingying Mirror was because his materials lacked a green dragon horn, so although he made a glaucoma mirror that looked exactly the same as the Qingming, this glaucoma still only had a protective effect.
"So what's the point of that for you?"
Zhao Lingjun looked at Lin Yiren and smiled very proudly, "Don't forget, I am the third-generation sect master of the Three Treasure Sect, and I have a lot of magic weapon refining methods in my hands, and the reason why I can't refine it is because I can't find the above materials now." ” "Holy."
Before Zhao Lingjun finished speaking, Lin Yiren gasped, "You mean you can also imitate some imitations of magic weapons."
"Not bad."
Zhao Lingjun smiled.
"Since the Maoshan Sect can imitate the Qingying Mirror, why can't I imitate the Seven Birds and Five Fire Fans, the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover or something."
"That's crazy."
Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun and felt that Zhao Lingjun was simply a madman.
However, Wu Xiaoye and Wu Xuanyun both nodded.
"Immortal Master, you can give it a try, even if it doesn't work, it's not a big loss."
Wu Xuanyun said.
"But if we can really refine some powerful magic weapons, then we will be big."
Zhao Lingjun smiled and smiled at Wu Xuanyun: "Then if that's the case, Wu Xuanyun, you really want to be my Dantong." ” Wu Xuanyun also smiled, "Immortal Master, you have the grace of recreation for me, even if I make you a Dantong for a thousand years, what's the matter?"
Lin Yiren and Wu Xiaoye looked at each other and smiled, both of them knew very well what Wu Xuanyun meant.
The effect of an Infinite Returning Pill on Wu Xuanyun may not be comparable to Wu Xuanyun's thousand-year cultivation.
"Then what is this bottle of blue potion" After Lin Yiren smiled, he ordered another bottle of blue potion among the miscellaneous things on the dilapidated table and asked Zhao Lingjun.
"I just saw two drops in my eyes before I saw him fight you."
"It's the dew."
Zhao Lingjun said.
"It is made of cow tears and grass and other things, after dropping two drops in his eyes, within an hour, he can see the evil things around him, he probably thought that there were some powerful ghosts and ghosts haunting at first, so he dropped two drops in his eyes."
"And the medicine he just took, what is it?"
"That's the Heavenly King Jade Dew Pill, which can quickly restore Dao power and heal internal injuries."
"There are really a lot of good things in the Maoshan Sect."
Lin Yiren looked at the bottle of Tong Ying Dew and the Heavenly King Jade Dew Pill and sighed.
"yes."
Zhao Lingjun smiled obscenely.
"I'm going to get too big this time."
"You're really getting big."
Lin Yiren hadn't figured out why Zhao Lingjun said that he was too big.
Wu Xiaoye had already replied with a smile.
When he saw Wu Xiaoye's smile, Lin Yiren suddenly realized.
Zhao Lingjun is really big this time.
Prior to this, although Zhao Lingjun had the supreme Dao power of the Three Flowers Gathering Peak and the Five Qi Dynasty, he had also learned the spells of Wu Xiaoye and Lin Yiren for eight and ten years.
However, Zhao Lingjun's experience with the enemy and his understanding of other spells were almost zero.
In other words, Zhao Lingjun's experience in the rivers and lakes is almost zero.
In this way, even if Zhao Lingjun encounters an opponent who is not as good as himself, it is easy to suffer, because you don't know what kind of spell the opponent is casting, and what kind of power such a spell has.
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I don't know what kind of targeted spells I want to use to defeat my opponent.
Zhao Lingjun almost hung in the hands of Ampere Onmyoji's Soul Eater Bullet, and it was precisely because of this reason.
Lack of experience in the rivers and lakes is Zhao Lingjun's fatal injury, but now Zhao Lingjun suddenly understands all the things that a Maoshan disciple knows.
"You're really getting big."
After thinking about this, Lin Yiren couldn't help but sigh from his heart.
"Wu Xuanyun, wait a minute."
When Wu Xuanyun took a step forward and was about to take off the coat on Xu Mi's body, Zhao Lingjun stopped Wu Xuanyun.
Originally, Zhao Lingjun's plan was to provoke a fight between the Maoshan Sect and the group of people in the Hexing Society, but after completing the Dafa of searching for the gods, Zhao Lingjun originally wanted to take off Xu Mi's coat and write the words "Maoshan Sect is vulnerable" on Xu Mi's body, and threw Xu Mi under the foot of Maoshan Mountain.
"Immortal Master" Wu Xuanyun didn't know why Zhao Lingjun wanted to stop himself.
"Forget it."
Zhao Lingjun waved his hand.
"Don't pick his clothes, we'll just throw him in the hotel at the foot of Maoshan later."
"Why" Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun strangely.
"Nothing."
Zhao Lingjun smiled.
"This guy scolds the little rb, I still think I appreciate it very much, just the way he scolds the little rb little red guy, I feel that I can't treat him badly.
Besides, he is now half of my master, and his memory doesn't seem to be related to the memory of dealing with your master, so even if we have to deal with Maoshan Sect in the future, we have to be merciful to his subordinates. ” "Makes sense."
Lin Yiren smiled.
"It is everyone's responsibility to fight against the Japanese invaders."
Zhao Lingjun smiled very obscenely.
"Let's let the Maoshan Sect take the lead for us first." ,sj999,。
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