World of Cultivation

"Ask him, how far has he cultivated Canghen Technique?"

Pu Yao's sudden opening made Zuo Mo immediately aware of Pu Yao's urgent mood. After spending time with Pu Yao for a long time, Zuo Mo also gradually understood some of Pu Yao's habits. Generally speaking, Pu Yao has a scornful attitude towards most things, but when faced with something that is of great help to him, he will not hide his urgent desire.

From this aspect, Pu Yao is quite direct. Of course, most of the time, his directness is not easy for people to accept.

For example, he now makes no secret of his desire for the golden soul, and for example, if Zuo Mo doesn't help him get the golden soul. Just wait, countless pairs of shoes are waiting behind you.

Pu Yao's threats are direct to the point of being naked.

Zuo Mo understood this deeply. He coughed lightly and pretended to say, "How far have you mastered Canghen Technique?"

Cang Ze was shocked. The other party actually knew the Cang Mark Technique? Cang Ze's shock was noticed by Nan Yue on the side. She thought to herself, could it be another witchcraft like "Tiannan Archery"?

My lord is so mysterious!

Cangze stared at Zuo Mo closely, trying to get clues from Zuo Mo's face.

But Zuo Mo was such a sophisticated person. He kept a straight face and imitated Pu Yao's expressionless face. I secretly muttered to myself that I used to be such a pure and kind person, and I had been hanging out with Pu Yao for a long time, but now I am proficient in all kinds of deception and abduction.

Of course, he will not feel guilty, but is trying to perform the current role well.

Cang Ze couldn't see the slightest clue. Since the other party could tell the name of Cang Mark Technique, it shouldn't be without aim. Among the many existing sorceries of the Cang tribe, "Cang Mark Technique" is very inconspicuous. Most of the young people in the clan who are slightly talented will not choose this magic to major in. They will prefer more powerful magic such as "Blue Sea Technique" and "Cang Yun Technique".

But as the grandson of the clan leader, Cang Ze knows more than ordinary Cang clan members. For example, the Council of Elders has never stopped conducting secret research on "Canghen Technique".

With all the sorcery the Cang clan has, why did the other party mention "Cang Mark Technique"?

Countless thoughts were rolling in Cangze's mind. He lowered his head and said respectfully: "I have never practiced Canghen Technique."

"Not practicing?" Pu Yao was stunned.

Zuo Mo reacted quickly and was also stunned: "You haven't practiced Canghen Technique?"

"Did the Cang tribe create another powerful magic?" Pu Yao muttered to himself, he frowned, a little surprised.

"Could it be that your Cang tribe has created some powerful magic?" Zuo Mo learned and sold it.

Cangze gritted his teeth: "It's not that there is a new magic, it's just that the students are stupid and Canghen Technique has no way of doing it." His heart was pounding, and he called himself a "student" instead of "a subordinate".

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, Pu Yao's brows relaxed and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Tell him that you teach him Canghen Technique and exchange five strands of golden soul every year."

"Do you know Canghen Technique?" Zuo Mo asked Pu Yao with some suspicion.

"That thing is very simple, it's just a roundabout way." Pu Yao, who regained his confidence, waved his hand in a manly manner.

Zuo Mo was doubtful. Pu Yao must have too many things to do, but the muttering in his heart did not affect his response. He coughed lightly: "I happen to know a little about the cultivation method of Canghen Technique."

Cang Ze felt a strong sense of happiness instantly overwhelm his psychological defenses, and he actually felt a little dizzy.

His voice was trembling: "Seriously?"

"That's right." Zuo Mo said bravely.

At this time, Cangze showed the qualities of the grandson of a clan leader. He did not get carried away and lose control of his emotions. Instead, he suppressed his excitement and asked respectfully: "What can I, the Cang clan, do for you, teacher?"

Zuo Mo glanced at Cang Ze appreciatively and secretly thought that this boy was indeed on the right track. However, the appreciation in his heart did not make him plan to give the other party any discount: "Ten rays of golden soul every year."

With one mouthful, Zuo Mo doubled Pu Yao's asking price.

It’s not that I’m greedy, I’m raising a family!

In the sea of ​​knowledge,

Pu Yao was stunned.

Hiss, Cangze took a breath of air. Although he expected that the price the Cang clan would pay was not low, the price of ten rays of golden souls every year was still beyond his expectations.

"This is an important matter, and students should consult their elders for instructions."

Cangze answered cautiously.

"Okay." Zuo Mo didn't waste any words, then pointed at Nan Yue and said, "She is my follower. From now on, you can just go to her directly."

Hearing this, Cangze quickly exchanged spiritual marks with Nan Yue. I saw a simple character "Cang" flying out in front of Cangze, with two groups of gray-green sparse shrubs at the top. Nanyue also called out her spiritual mark. Her divine mark was the word "天南" formed by a curved wisteria.

Cang Ze felt a chill in his heart when he noticed Nan Yue's mark of consciousness. During his investigation, he found that Nan Yue had no background. She was from a very small ethnic group and lived a difficult life. She was extremely ordinary. At this time, he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the mark of her consciousness.

Being born into a famous family, he naturally has no shortage of research on the marks of divine consciousness. The writing method of "Tiannan" is very different from the current writing method. Most of these spiritual marks appear on those ethnic groups with a long history.

He kept it in mind and planned to investigate it carefully when the time came. He stretched out his finger and lightly clicked on the word "Tiannan", and a purple light flew into his spiritual mark. Nanyue also followed the law.

After exchanging spiritual consciousness, the two parties can communicate easily.

Cangze hurriedly resigned, and he was anxious to go back and report. He had a vague hunch that this opportunity would most likely be a turning point for the Cang clan.

After Cangze left, Zuo Mo pointed out Hui Nanyue and left.

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"It turned out to be a cracking method." Qianliu was a little surprised: "The style is quite different."

The fire-faced man didn't seem to be interested in the wild beast chessboard. He looked around and suddenly laughed and said, "Those brats probably can't hold themselves back anymore."

Qianliu knew who the fire-faced man was talking about, so he smiled and said nothing, but continued to observe the wild beast chessboard intently. Mo Shuimingkong was left behind after he broke out of prison three hundred years ago. He didn't take it too seriously to his unintentional actions back then.

But the curiosity in his heart has not diminished at all. He can no longer remember how long it has been since he visited Mo Shuimingkong. As a master who hangs out in the seventh prison, the first prison is really a distant memory. Today he came specifically to see what the new first prison built by this guy who had broken his Mo Shuimingkong was like.

"I heard that he is also very young?" Qianliu asked with interest.

"Quite young!" The fire-faced man raised his eyebrows, and the face in the fire ball raised his eyebrows, with a bit of schadenfreude: "Now he is probably on the challenge list of those brats."

"There's nothing wrong with it." Qianliu said noncommittally, "More competition is a good thing."

He withdrew his consciousness and said with some regret: "It's a pity that I can't trigger the battle to break the prison. All the powerful things are there."

The triggering conditions for the prison-breaking battle have always been quite mysterious. For example, as the first prisoner, Mo Shui Mingkong, no one seems to trigger it. But in the past three hundred years, the second, fourth and fifth prisons have all been triggered. The rules among them are really hard to fathom.

Qianliu had touched the battle of breaking the prison, and he knew much more than the average person.

The triggering conditions for the Prison Break Battle are not directly related to strength, but to realm, and it is an extremely subtle relationship. It's too high. For example, he was able to trigger the battle to break out of the first prison three hundred years ago, but now he can't.

If the realm is low, it will not work either.

Moreover, the Ten Finger Prison seems to favor young demons, to be precise, young and high-level demons.

What a pity!

Qianliu shook his head with regret. The other party's real powerful magic brand was all in the battle to break the prison. The Wild Beast chessboard is filled with mysterious and precise methods of cracking magic, and it is like a rich sea of ​​questions.

Qianliu has fought against countless masters, but this is the first time he has seen such an alternative style, which makes him feel a bit unbearable.

Seeing the regret on Qianliu's face, the fire-faced man suddenly came over and said, "I have an idea."

"any solution?"

"Let those little brats come." The fire-faced man looked like he was afraid of the world being in chaos: "Those brats must be working hard now, let them come and destroy the Wild Beast chessboard."

Qianliu thought slightly, but shook his head and said: "The battle to break the prison is not so easy to trigger."

"Hehe, this is none of our business. I guess those old ghosts will also be interested." The fire-faced man chuckled, and then said with a generous face: "You don't have to worry about this matter, I Come!"

Qianliu was indeed curious about Zuo Mo's sorcery. He smiled and did not stop him. He just told him, "Don't make too much trouble."

"Don't worry, don't worry." The fire-faced man looked excited.

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Zuo Mo withdrew from the Wild Beast chessboard and suddenly felt a hot breath blowing on his face.

With a start, Zuo Mo quickly opened his eyes, and a familiar face almost appeared on his face.

"Ghost!"

He breathed a sigh of relief, held Agui's face, and asked curiously: "What are you doing?"

The ghost looked at him blankly and didn't answer.

As soon as Zuo Mo finished asking, he was stunned and waited. A look of surprise suddenly bloomed in his eyes: "A ghost, a ghost!"

A Gui still looked at Zuo Mo blankly, indifferent.

The joy on Zuo Mo's face gradually faded away. He looked at Ah Gui carefully. Her eyes were still empty and dull, and he couldn't help but look disappointed. Ah Gui had not recovered. He shook his head, laughing at himself that he was really greedy.

He quickly recovered from his loss. Although Agui had not recovered, she was much more energetic than before.

At the very least, this is a sign of improvement!

After thinking about it, the gloom in Zuo Mo's heart was suddenly cleared away, and he felt inspired again. He stood up, picked up the ghost, put it on his back and rushed out the door.

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