Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 957: The Cursed Land

　　The light gray sunlight fell in from the window, making the hall more radiant.

　　 Ouyang Ming looked at Master Shuan with scorching eyes, waiting for his answer.

　　The old **** of the broken master was there, took a chopsticks pork, fed it in his mouth, and said with a chuckle: "There are strange things in the market, some are invisible and elusive; some are infinitely powerful, but they can be bare-handed. Shaking the sky; some are as strong as steel, and the sword is hard to destroy, but the most terrifying is the corpse left by the ancient strong. After a pause, he picked up his bowl and took a sip of wine.

　　 Jiang Yingrong teased the green silk in her ears, and the mature woman's breath was fully revealed, which made her heart trembling. She saw Master Duan’s stubborn posture, those beautiful eyes that seemed to be able to talk went around, covering her mouth with a chuckle and said: "Master Duan, you haven’t said that there is no idol guarding it, what will happen?"

Master 　　 was about to sell his feet, his long sleeves fell into the wine, but he still refused to speak, his face was full of emotion.

　　 "It will attack the city!" He Jian's arm trembled, holding a carving knife.

　　 "Will attack the city?" Ouyang Ming's voice increased a few degrees, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

　　"Yes, so Daxu has been called a place of cursed since ancient times. It is dangerous and inexplicable. Now, less than 30% of the places Human Race has explored, and the rest of the land is filled with black mist, even if the sun shines through. Don't go in." He Jian's voice was hoarse, and after speaking, he kept silent. In his temperament, he was always a taciturn person, who didn't like talking or being busy.

Master 　　 glanced at He Jian with a faint resentment. His eyes seemed to say, "I finally took Joe once, and you just stabbed him out like this. You really aren't friends enough."

　　 He snorted, and complained: "Old man, you can't let me sell it for fun? In the future, I will help you to forge a carving knife. The price will have to be 10%, otherwise I will not forge! In this city, there are only two people who can build silver equipment. I am one of them. The other is closed all year round and will let you catch the blind." Master Broken waved his hand with an expression of inconvenience, but quietly looked at He Jian.

　　 Ouyang Ming discovered that although He Jian was silent and did not like to talk to others, he had the highest status among the three.

　　 He doesn’t have the breath of a monk in his body. This is a huge doubt in itself. You must know that this is a big ruin. Even Xiaoman has the ultimate cultivation level, and those who do not have the cultivation level can curse here. Survive in the land?

　　 The answer is yes. If you can't survive, you must not.

　　 As long as Xiaoman finishes eating the dishes in the bowl, Ouyang Ming doesn't give him food, he will only eat rice. Little Lolita rolled her eyes twice, smiled softly, picked a large chopsticks dish for Xiaoman, stood on tiptoe, and delivered it to his bowl.

　　 Her name is Jiang Qingcheng. With her maiden name, the meaning is that a smile can be allure, and she does have this potential now. Xiao Man glanced at the Xuecai in the bowl, his gaze stayed on Jiang Qingcheng's face for a while, still eating only plain rice. Jiang Qingcheng is like a kitten that has been teased in his heart. He pouted and asked: "Why don't you eat vegetables?"

　　 Xiaoman looked up, the beam on the house, silent.

　　 "Why don't you eat?" Jiang Qingcheng asked again.

　　 Xiaoman glared and said: "You are so annoying!"

The scene of 　　 made the other four laugh.

　　 Ouyang Ming patted Xiao Man on the shoulder and whispered: "Hurry up! Don't waste it."

　　 Xiaoman then ate the snow vegetables in the bowl with the rice. This scene made Master Broken amazing.

　　 asked with a smile: "Dude Yu, is this kid your brother? It's interesting, and he has a very good talent. Why don't you let him learn to forge with me. This is a great opportunity that many children in the city can't ask for."

　　 Ouyang Ming twitched the corner of his mouth upwards, and said inwardly, at your level, you are not afraid to mislead others.

　　 But he looked at Xiaoman and said softly: "What he wants to learn, I respect his choice. I will not make a choice for him, not now, nor will I ever ask him first. ."

　　 As the sound spread, He Jian's eyes flashed.

　　 Breaking the master's unwillingness to give up, he turned his gaze to Xiaoman, making his voice as soft as possible, and asked: "Xiaoman, would you like to be the master forging everyone admired? When the time comes, Daxu will be even more dangerous. , You can go too."

　　 Xiaoman was not scared at all, and asked: "Can you kill people?"

　　Master 　　 shrank his neck and said nothing.

　　 On the contrary, He Jian's eyes showed a touch of surprise, and he secretly said in his heart that the evil spirit is too heavy. If this goes on, he will be swallowed by the heart demon.

　　 After half an hour, I was full of wine and food.

　　 He Jian winked at Ouyang Ming and walked out.

　　 Ouyang Ming didn't hesitate, and took the initiative to follow.

　　He Jian stopped, waited for Ouyang Ming to catch up, and said as he walked: "How do you plan to place Xiaoman, Brother Yu?"

　　 Ouyang Ming was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect He Jian, who doesn't like to talk, would ask such a question. After thinking a little bit, he said: "Teach him to set his mind first and dispel the grievances in his heart."

　　 He Jian nodded, and said: "It won't be that simple, the resentment in Xiao Man's heart is too deep."

　　 After a short pause, there was a reminiscence in his eyes, and he said with emotion: "A hundred years ago, a young man borrowed a sword from me. He refused to borrow. But later, he stirred up the wind and rain in the big market, and at least a thousand people died under his sword. Only then did I understand that I had to borrow the sword that day, not for myself, but It’s for the people of the world."

　　 "Then what Master He plans to do?" He knew that since He Jian said that, he must have his own arrangements.

　　 "Let Xiaoman learn to carve wood carvings with me, and I will dissolve the killing intent in his heart." He Jian said.

　　 Ouyang Ming hesitated for a moment, and when He Jian looked sincere, he agreed. In his heart, although He Jian didn't talk much, he was much more reliable than Master Shun.

　　 In fact, the master's forging skills are indeed among the top ten in this big city, but because Ouyang Ming's forging skills are too "perverted", he is really invisible, and he also I don't understand the level of forging in Daxu.

　　He Jian left without hesitation.

　　 Put away the dishes and chopsticks, the sky is already dark, and the cold and gloomy moonlight is shed from the sky.

In the 　　 small courtyard, Xiaoman is breathing out, his muscles are like horned dragons, and a black pattern suddenly shines. With him as the center, all the aura within a radius of six feet rushes over and turns into a small cyclone. , The black air rolled up into the sky in circles, and there was a white arc flashing on the skin, igniting a prairie prairie fire, and there were muffled sounds.

　　 Ouyang Ming strode forward and patted the space bag.

　　 Thousands of spirit stones were rolled up by the sleeves and fell around Xiaoman, stacked like a hill. The aura around Xiaoman is so dense that it is unimaginable. Of course, this method is only suitable for the spiritual person below the intermediate level. After all, the spiritual energy needed by the spiritual person above the intermediate level can only be described by mass. The spiritual power in ordinary spiritual stones is simply difficult to maintain.

　　 "Boom..." This cyclone is getting bigger and bigger.

　　 A white lightning fell from the sky, causing the entire cyclone to flash with white arcs.

　　 The traces on Xiaoman's eyebrows turned into blood, and all the black lines on the body were penetrated. Hundreds of spiritual stones instantly turned into a pile of powder, which was blown away by the cyclone.

　　 "Broken!" Xiaoman roared dullly, and the spiritual power in the dantian was like the water of the Yangtze River, tumbling endlessly against the shackles of the spiritual being.

　　 "Crack!" With a sound, it was the sound of the barrier shattering, and then a faint light shrouded him.

　　 Ouyang Ming saw that the lines on Xiao Man's body faded away, and the spirit stones around him were all turned into powder.

　　 Xiaoman opened his eyes, and a breath of elementary spirits swayed open.

　　 Ouyang Ming also showed a smile in his eyes, and said softly: "After you stabilize your realm, go and learn wood carving from Master He."

　　 Xiaoman looked into Ouyangming’s eyes and asked each word: "Can you kill?"

　　 "The younger you are, the deeper your obsession!" Ouyang Ming said with emotion, and then replied: "Wood carvings can't kill people, but swords can kill people."

　　 Xiaoman was silent for a while, looked up at the sky, nodded and said: "Okay, then I will go to study."

　　 Ouyang Ming let out a sigh of relief. In his heart, if Xiaoman can't survive, he has nothing to do.

　　 But to let him resolve the hostility in Xiao Man's heart, he doesn't have that kind of ability.

　　 Jiang Yingrong is a tailor and a tailor with excellent craftsmanship.

　　There are a variety of elixir in the house, which is full of aura and smells good.

　　 Jiang Qingcheng bare feet, pink and white, smiled and said: "Mother, Xiaoman is not easy, Uncle Yu is even more difficult!" This is what she calls Ouyangming, Uncle Yu. Every time I heard it, Ouyang Ming looked miserable. He was a young man who didn't even get married! Why is it the uncle?

　　 "Yes, I know how to refine the pill and the caster, how easy is it?" She bit a thread with her teeth and replied with a smile.

　　 Little Lolita sat on a bench, her feet dangling back and forth, her calves were thin and long, and she said, "Furthermore, Grandpa He is going to teach Xiaoman woodcarving. At the beginning, I cried and yelled that he would not Will teach me, I have only met Xiaoman for a month~IndoMTL.com~ and taught Xiaoman about this craft." She is blushing with her cheeks and looks very cute.

　　 "Little Qingcheng is jealous?" Jiang Yingrong squeezed her face.

　　 "No!" Little Lolita turned her head: "It's just that I'm thinking that this longevity alley is lively, and I won't be bored anymore."

　　"Do you still have a hard mouth?" Jiang Yingrong untied the belt of her jacket, happy together.

　　 "No hard mouth, I really find Xiaoman interesting." Jiang Qingcheng's feet swayed more frequently.

　　 "Are there any boring people in Changshou Alley? They are all interesting?" She smiled, but in this smile, it seemed a bit weird.

　　 "Where is that mother, is that interesting?" Jiang Qingcheng turned his head.

　　 "My mother is a tailor!"

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　　 "Mother, I want to eat cucumber."

　　"Hey, this thing is very expensive in this cursed land, so eat less."

　　 "I don't want to eat cucumber ass! It's bitter"

　　 "Then you can start eating from scratch!"

　　"It's also bitter."

　　"……"

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