The Millennium After Dying Young Chapter 123: This person is not simple (3 more)

When he asked this sentence, the man was thinking in his heart: Are these two idiots?

The sky is bright and the sun is shining, catch a little murderer, what kind of gas mask do you wear?

Old Daoist and Team Leader Wang looked at each other in blank dismay. What's going on?

How is it different from the legend?

The two quickly got off their helmets, and team leader Wang was in a hurry to contact each other.

After talking about it for a while, Lao Wan realized what was going on, and burst out laughing.

"Do you also believe in that kind of thing? What's your brain?" Lao Wan couldn't laugh or cry: "It's just spreading rumors. It should be those old opponents maliciously spreading rumors, a bunch of boring guys."

The two let out a sigh of relief, that's why.

The old man looked at Team Leader Wang complainingly.

Leader Wang pretended not to see it.

At first I wanted to ask about the origin of the name Cubit Million, but now, I have no face to ask.

Team leader Wang told the whole story, Lao Wan listened, frowned, bit his elbow, and said vaguely: "Since you have already been here once, that guy will still be here waiting for you to catch him? So stupid?"

"It has been watched by people, and there is no sign of running away." Team Leader Wang patted his chest and said.

Old Wan nodded suspiciously, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, Team Leader Wang suddenly thought of something, carefully took out the talisman that Xu Le had drawn for him from his arms, and handed it to Lao Wan.

Old Wan took a look and was at a loss: "What is this for?"

"Senior, this is a talisman written for me by someone else. My humble cultivation level makes it impossible to identify the authenticity. I wonder if senior can help identify it?" Team Leader Wang smiled sincerely.

Old Wan was taken aback for a moment, but when he realized it, he was startled.

Before, he thought that this talisman was written by Team Leader Wang himself, so it was nothing to see. After all, Team Leader Wang is a charmer who can hypnotize, and everyone in the organization knows it.

Old Wan himself is not a spell master, but he has lived for hundreds of years, witnessed the decline of the spell master, and knows how rare this profession is.

As far as he knows, Team Leader Wang is the only one at present. The others are all fame seekers. Occasionally, those with some skills are used to catch ghosts and seal demons, so they really can't be called spell masters.

Team Leader Wang is different. I heard that his spells can cleanse the injustices between heaven and earth, and any darkness will be cleared under his hands.

He really is a man of great ability!

Now that I heard that this talisman was actually made by someone else, it means that there are other talisman masters. How can Lao Wan not be surprised?

Old Wan looked at it twice, then suddenly raised his head, and exclaimed: "This talisman writer is very good!"

Although he is not a charmer, he has been in contact with it before and knows a little bit.

What's more, he could feel the explosive power from the talisman, and the moment he got it, he knew that the talisman was genuine.

Although, he knows nothing about how to write.

But now that the result is known,

He can deduce it in reverse.

Old Wan pointed to the talisman in one hand and the line on it with the other, and said, "Look, this talisman is completely different from the complicated talismans I have seen before. There are only a few strokes, but they all hit the spot. From the avenue to simplicity, the epee has no edge! It shows that this writer has a unique understanding of talismans, admiration, admiration!"

"This person is not simple!" Lao Wan ran the train with a calm expression.

Both Lao Dao and Team Leader Wang were stunned.

What a mess!

Old Wan asked: "What is this person's background?"

"I don't know..." Leader Wang shook his head, he even forgot Xu Le's name.

The old Taoist said: "He is my friend, his name is Xu Le."

"Xu Le?" Lao Wan was taken aback, the name was so familiar.

At this time, Team Leader Wang saw that the time was almost up, and was about to go up the mountain.

Lao Wan suddenly stopped Lao Dao and wrote Xu Le's name on the ground: "Is it written like this?"

The old man didn't know what he meant, but when he saw that the name was correct, he nodded.

"Hiss!"

Old Wan's complexion suddenly changed, the flesh on his face trembled, and he didn't bite down on the elbow he brought to his mouth, as if he had been greatly frightened.

Suddenly, Lao Wan seemed to have thought of something, and asked the old man, "Is there a photo of Xu Le, let me see."

Of course there is a picture of Xu Le, a seasoned man. He was a super mobile phone addict, watching live broadcasts all day long, so it was most natural for him to take a picture of Xu Le.

Old Dao took out his phone and searched for a while, and soon found Xu Le's photo, enlarged it, and handed it to Lao Wan.

Old Wan saw that the right hand holding the elbow and the left hand holding the mobile phone trembled at the same time.

"Sure enough it's him! If that's the case...it should be right. A person with that kind of ability can write a talisman. It should be a piece of cake. Hey..." As he spoke, he smiled wryly.

He was also there during the Imperial Sword Conference.

As a member of the cultivation world, how can you not participate in that grand event?

I just didn't expect that things would turn out like that in the end.

After that day, he remembered a man named Xu Le.

I thought I would never see him again, but I didn't expect that after a few days, I saw his photo again. At this moment, Lao Wan felt as if he had passed away, and he couldn't help feeling disappointed.

I thought I could find another spellcaster, but now, it's gone.

This Xu Le...

Given him ten thousand guts, he wouldn't even dare to come to the door!

"Senior, what are you talking about?" The old Taoist and Team Leader Wang were both baffled. What do you mean it really is him?

Old Wan asked strangely: "Why, aren't you Xu Le's friends? I don't know that he is very popular in the cultivation world recently?"

The two shook their heads. They are all guys who have been in the world for a long time, and they are very slow to accept news from the cultivation world. It was as if they didn't know until now that the Yujian Conference had long since ended.

Hearing what Lao Wan said, the curiosity of the two of them was aroused: "What's the matter?"

Looking at their appearance, Lao Wan knew that he really didn't know anything, so he asked: "Mu Changqing, the master of Qingmen, do you know? How is his cultivation?"

"Of course I know, Master Mu is a rare super genius who is rarely seen in a hundred years. He is a well-deserved number one in the cultivation world. Since the founding of Qingmen, he has never met an opponent. 'That trick', in this world, I am afraid that no one can match it. Only after practicing to this level can you call yourself a cultivator!" Team Leader Wang said with a longing face.

Although he hasn't asked over there for a long time, the past events are still familiar. Especially the master of masters like Mu Changqing is the object of his worship.

Listening to Team Leader Wang's words, the old Taoist beside him also had a longing look.

Who doesn't want to ride the wind with the sword and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun?

Old Wan glanced at the two of them, and said lightly: "Yes, Mu Changqing is indeed strong, but he didn't even take Xu Le's move."

The two people who were wandering in the sky suddenly froze: "What did you say?!"

Old Wan clicked on the photo on the phone screen and said: "In the Yujian Conference, it was Xu Le who took Mu Changqing's 'that trick' with his bare hands, and then twisted Mu Changqing's neck with his backhand , the whole process takes less than ten seconds."

Lao Wan took a bite of his elbow and added: "From the beginning to the end, not a single sword was released."

Old Daoist and Team Leader Wang were dumbfounded.