Shen Yin Wang Zuo Chapter 12: Xingyao Unicorn (1)
Chapter Twelve Star Unicorn (1)
Long Haochen felt regretful when she heard Ye Hua's reminder. However, after entering this area, he clearly felt that the speed of the funnel vortex around the hearth in his chest increased significantly. Even if he doesn't practice meditation, his spiritual improvement speed will not be much slower here.
"General name." A low, old voice sounded at this moment.
Long Haochen was taken aback. With the improvement of cultivation, his fine Divine Strength became more and more powerful. He didn't know that when he used his skills, he consumed less spiritual power. Divine Strength also played a considerable role. But he didn't find anyone approaching at this time.
"The ghost of Xiucheng ’s main hall brought Zi Guiwu to the holy mountain to select a mount partner."
The figure flashed, and the ghost that always lags behind brought his son to the front. He stood next to Ye Hua and Long Haochen.
An old figure slowly walked out from the front, his body was like a part of light golden mist, and Aura was completely covered by the mist.
The old man has a humpback, not to mention the armor, he doesn't even have a samurai uniform, just a simple gray cloth. There are a few white hairs around the bald top, and the wrinkles on one face can definitely serve as a tool for catching mosquitoes and flies. There is no half-color in the yellow eyes. The lingering wind candle looks like it may end life with a gust of wind.
"Haoyue is divided into the night of the palace, and his disciple Long Haochen came to the holy mountain to select a mount partner." Yehua's cold voice sounded, even here he could not change his habits.
The old man came over very slowly and approached. Long Haochen was startled when he saw his appearance clearly.
This old man has only one arm, his left arm is broken with his elbows, his right eye is blind, and his face has a huge scar that extends from the top of his head to his jaw. It seemed that his head had been split.
While looking at the appearance of the old man, Long Haochen also found out that his cold tempered teacher had a respectful expression in his eyes and slowly bowed down to the old man. The same is true of the ghost on the other side.
Long Haochen didn't dare to neglect, and hurried to follow the teacher respectfully.
Although Gui Wu also followed his father's worship, he was somewhat disapproved in his eyes. He has been a proud figure in the main hall of Xiucheng since he was a child. No matter who is still in the Knight Temple, he is not polite to see him. At this time, it is somewhat unwilling to pay homage to such a disabled elderly person.
The old man swept away from the four people in front of him with one eye, and said with a husky old voice, "Take out your voucher."
"Yes." Ghost and Ye Hua agreed in unison, and Ghost was one step closer, handing a scroll. Ye Hua just glanced at him coldly, and then handed in a scroll.
The old man first looked at the scroll on the ghost delivery and nodded. Then when looking at the scroll on Yehua's hand, he made a flick in his mouth, his eyes could not help but fall on Long Haochen, and looked him up and down.
Long Haochen vaguely knows that on this scroll are all the records after he entered the Haoyue Division Hall, including his age and cultivation naturally.
At this time, the one-eyed old man is watching. He has a sense of inconsistency all over his body. It seems that the yellow one-eyed eye has a strong penetrating power.
The old man's eyes quickly passed over him, then he beckoned to Onimu and said, "You come."
The ghost touched his son and winked at him.
Gim Wu hurried forward, at least on the surface was respectful.
The old man raised his arm with one arm, and seemed to fall casually on Oni's shoulder. Oni's subconscious body moved slightly and seemed to struggle, but when the skinny palm fell on his shoulder, his entire body was instantly stiff. , Can't move half a minute at all.
A drop of sweat ran down from the gate of Guiwu's head. He clearly felt that the palm of the old man was like a mountain, and whatever force he gave was like a mud ox entering the sea.
"Well, eighteen years old. Entry is permitted. You can go." The latter sentence was addressed to ghosts.
When the wrist is flipped, there is a long token in the thin palm, and the token is dark. He handed the token into the hands of the ghost warrior and said: "When encountering different levels of Warcraft, the token will appear in different colors. The lowest level of Warcraft in the Holy Mountain is second-level, the corresponding color is red, and so on. Yellow, green, blue, Blue, purple, white, and silver. Nine levels are extreme. If gold appears, then you have encountered an offensive Warcraft, as long as it does not show the closeness to you in the first time, and stay away as soon as possible. If there is Warcraft and If you are close, you can try to communicate with your heart. If you do n’t want to communicate with them, continue to search by yourself until you find the target. The time limit is 30 days. If you have not found a suitable Warcraft within 30 days, the token will appear red gold. Send you out in ten seconds and the token is withdrawn. Do you understand? "
"Yes." Onimu agreed.
The old man holding the scroll in his hand suddenly turned into fly ash, a gray energy wafted out, and it was integrated with the black token in his hand. A flash of halo on the token returned to normal.
"Thank you seniors." Ghostly, respectfully respectfully turned to the old man and turned away from the sacred mountain range. Guiwu didn't dare to neglect, glanced at Long Haochen not far away, and stepped into the pale golden mist. Instantly disappeared.
The old man beckoned to Long Haochen, "It's your turn, boy, let the old man touch the bone age. See if you can really surprise the old man."
"Yes." After looking at the teacher, Long Haochen stepped forward, standing respectfully in front of the old man.
The old man also put his hands on his shoulders, and a warm feeling came in instantly. Long Haochen didn't move, but just stood there quietly.
A moment later, the old man flashed a shock in his one eye. After retracting his hand, he looked at him up and down again.
"Haoyue is in the hall." The old man said in a deep voice.
"The junior is here." Ye Hua took the first two steps, respectfully saluting.
The old man turned around and looked at Yehua, and said, "Where did you find this little monster. Sure enough, he was less than fourteen years old. It was already that made the great knight. And his spiritual power exceeded one thousand. .Even when the little fellow Long Xingyu came decades ago, he didn't seem to have such talent. This is a real genius! Would you like to report to the temple and train him by the temple? "
Ye Hua's face changed slightly, and he did not expect that the elder guardian of the mountain had moved his love for Long Haochen. Thinking about it, a wonderful work like him may not appear in one hundred years.
"Seniors, not juniors are unwilling, but just six months later, Demon Hunt will select competition. The juniors are confident and can teach him no worse than anyone."
After thinking a little, the old man nodded and said, "Okay. The old man is too lazy to take care of these foreign affairs. It's up to you. Boy, did you just hear what I said just now?"
Long Haochen said respectfully, "Listen clearly."
The old man nodded and said: "Then you go too. But you are not the same as him. Breaking through the great knight within the age of twenty can have one more privilege than him. If you do not find yourself in thirty days, , Then, you can enter the teleportation array on the top of the holy mountain to randomly obtain a Warcraft from another plane to serve as a mount. However, if you drag it to that time, you can only try your luck, and you will definitely find the right one for you. Warcraft, but the strength is difficult to say, it may even be a first-class Warcraft. Therefore, you must work harder for 30 days in the holy mountain. Do you understand? "