Hidden Blade Chapter 121: The third prayer

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"This box?" Xu Han didn't expect that this was the old man's request.

"But I can't carry it." These words did not mean anything. He really couldn't carry it. After Chu Qiuli tried it, Xu Han also curiously tried to lift it, but the box was It was really horrible, and Xu Han was also helpless.

"When the day comes when you are needed, you will naturally be able to move him." The old man said, a hand suddenly pressed on Xu Han's right arm.

Xu Han was taken aback, just about to say something, but at that time he felt a gentle force pouring into his right arm along the old man's hand.

"Sir, is this?" Xu Han asked.

The old man did not respond to Xu Han’s question, and the gentle force continued to flow into Xu Han’s right arm. Xu Han said that he did not really feel that way, but felt that with the influx of power, he The whole arm is warm and comfortable.

After about twenty or thirty breaths passed, the old man suddenly retracted his hand.

That gentle force also penetrated into Xu Han's right arm and disappeared.

"Although the sword intent of the sword fairy and the starlight of the watcher can help you refine the demon arm, it is after all the things of the great monarch. Every time you use it, you will inevitably let the power of the demon arm get out of control. If things go on like this, within a few times, the demon power in the demon arm will give birth to the heart of the Lord."

"Although one of my true essences can't completely cure this hidden danger, it can at least help you a little bit. Besides..." The old man smiled suddenly and pointed to Xu Han's right arm: "You Let’s take a look at Baibula."

"Huh?" Xu Han was a little puzzled, but out of trust in the old man, he still tore off the white cloth wrapped around his right arm at that time.

When he saw the look of his arm at the moment, Xu Han's expression couldn't help but change.

The arm has turned into an ordinary arm, and it's no longer the scarlet, barbed, hideous look.

"In the future, you will have troubles of this or that kind, and you will inevitably be peeped by someone who is interested. If this looks good, it will be less troublesome. But before he is completely refined, it is not a last resort, and it is not necessary. Misuse, in case of accidents." The old man said at that time, and Xu Han's heart was warmed by the admonishing tone of the words.

He nodded heavily towards the old man, "Thank you Mr. Guo."

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In the next time, the two did not talk more about these things, instead they talked about some relaxed topics very tacitly.

Mr. Wei's knowledge is quite extensive, and he talked to Xu Han many strange things he had seen and heard. Most of them were things Xu Han hadn't heard of. Xu Han listened carefully, and kept every word of the old man's words firmly in his heart.

And in his heart, there are still many questions about the old man.

For example, why did the child conceived by the fox suffer from the sky? What kind of characters are the true immortals in the sky? Who is the watcher? What secrets are hidden in this world, and what secrets are hidden in his body? .

But no matter how curious he was about these things in his heart, Xu Han didn't ask the old man in the end. He enjoyed the ordinaryness of chatting with the old man and the comfort that this ordinaryness brought.

Unconsciously, it was getting late, and the whole day of continuous spring rain stopped.

The old man suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky. He stood up and stretched his waist: "It's almost done. I have to go and take a look. I may not be sure that business will be good today."

Xu Han nodded silently, and stood up at that time.

"Well, it's time to do the next thing."

When the old man heard the words, he glanced at Xu Han at that time: "In fact, there are some things that you don't have to bear alone. Sometimes, with friends..."

"It's my own business, Xu doesn't want to involve others." However, Xu Han interrupted the old man's words rarely, and said so.

It seems that he felt the determination in the youth's tone. The old man shook his head helplessly and said: "You kid is good at everything, but this temperament is sometimes too paranoid. The world is difficult, and being company with others, although It may not really help you, but at least it can comfort your mind. It's always better, walking alone for thousands of miles, licking your scars."

Naturally, Xu Han did not intend to argue with the old man. He just nodded and said: "Mr. Xu Han has written it down."

He stood up and walked to the door of the room. When he was about to leave the hospital door, the young man's footsteps suddenly stopped. He turned to look at the old man in the room, and said with a solemn expression. Said: "Sir, Xu is going here, I don't know if I will be lucky enough to see Mr. again."

"If you are fortunate enough to return, Mr. Xu will help him out when he is about to do so!"

After saying this, Xu Han's expression became more solemn, his hands suddenly stretched out to hug his chest, and then he bowed respectfully to the old man.

This worship is extraordinary, yet solemn.

The old man stretched out his hand subconsciously to stop the worship, but for some reason, he suddenly shaken and stopped the movement of his hand.

The worship fell.

So on Dayuan Mountain, a pair of eyes suddenly opened, and he raised his eyes to the east, the light in his eyes flickered, and finally turned into a long sigh.

In the Southern Wilderness Jian Mausoleum, the old man in white frowned and called the young man in a daze in the mausoleum, and said: "It's time to take a look at the old man for me..."

The young Taoist sitting in front of the Taoist temple stood up on the border of Qingzhou, outside the 100,000 mountains. He walked into the simple Taoist temple, looked up at the stone statue, his face changed, thoughtful .

On the top of Kunlun Mountain, huge eyes reappeared, thunder snakes rushing in the clouds, electric pythons whistling.

"I found him, he is there!" The owner of those eyes said so, his voice was like thunder, and his power was like an emperor.

As soon as this sound fell, the electric python whistling in the clouds was like an edict. At that time, it suddenly stopped and changed its course, and then one after another split towards the top of Kunlun Mountain, the broken Tianzhu. The side lights flashed.

Silhouettes stood up amidst the lightning and thunder, they raised their heads and looked at the eyes of the sky, like apostles waiting for the call.

"Go! Find him and kill him! There is no longer any real fairy in this world, he must die!"

Those sculpture-like figures nodded one after another at that time~IndoMTL.com~ and after a while, they turned into streams of light and flew toward the north.

As for the place where Xu Han was located, the sky outside the house was also dark at that time, and there seemed to be something linking Xu Han and the old man in the dark.

But the boy didn't realize it. After he finished the ceremony, he turned around and walked out of the house.

The old man suddenly narrowed his eyes as he looked at the young man's leaving back.

Perhaps Xu Han's memory is not true, but he remembers clearly that this is the third prayer...