World of Cultivation

The tattoo master's fingers suddenly lit up with an imperceptible light, his wrist trembled slightly, and the whole long needle was like a silver light, and it suddenly penetrated into the young man's skin!

The young man's body trembled slightly and he groaned.

Almost at the same time, a faint magic pattern suddenly appeared. Although it was not very clear, the outline of the magic pattern could be clearly seen.

The tattoo master breathed a sigh of relief and gently tapped the magic pattern. The long needle seemed to be slowly pulled out of the young man's body by an invisible thread. Putting away the long needle, the tattoo master stood up and said with a smile: "Good luck, it was successful."

The young man was immediately excited, and his parents beside him also breathed a long sigh of relief, with joy on their faces. To awaken the magic pattern, he only needs to practice without stopping. After a while, he will usher in a new period of rapid growth.

No matter where you are, strength is the most important thing, let alone the demons.

Dongzi looked at the young man with envy. The other boy's talent was not as good as his, but his final level still depended on whether the summoning was successful or not.

Zuo Mo stared at the long needle of the tattoo master, thoughtfully.

Just now, he was shocked when he saw the long needle sinking into the boy's body. However, when the magic pattern appeared, he immediately grasped the key.

Zuo Mo has studied magic patterns for a long time, and he has his own understanding of magic patterns. In his opinion, the magic pattern is a natural talisman formation composed of flesh, flesh, fur, and essence. It is much more complicated than the talisman formations of cultivators. In addition to the complexity of the structure, there is an important reason, that is, regardless of the It is blood, flesh, essence, etc., they are not dead things.

There is a saying among demons that there are no two identical demon patterns in the world.

Because the flesh and blood essence of each demon clan cannot be exactly the same.

After watching the whole process, he finally had the most intuitive understanding of the magic pattern awakening. The magic pattern awakening master repaired the original incomplete magic pattern to a certain extent. No, to be precise, it was an adjustment. Adjusting the young man's essence, flesh and blood on a small scale cannot make the magic pattern more complete, but it can still make the magic pattern work to a certain extent.

Awakening the magic pattern, this statement is really appropriate.

Zuo Mo was thinking, staring closely at the long needle in the hand of the tattoo master. He was very interested in that needle.

The demons who were watching gradually dispersed. They were no strangers to this scene. On the other hand, a group of young demons remained at the same place, curiously asking various questions to the pattern summoner. The middle-aged pattern summoner had a very kind personality and patiently explained various issues to the young men.

Zuo Mo listened for a moment and was immediately impressed by this tattoo master, who was very knowledgeable.

"Mr. Pattern Summoner, can you show me your needles?"

Zuo Mo suddenly raised his voice, and his tone sounded no different from other curious and innocent teenagers.

"Huh?" The tattoo master turned around, and when he saw Zuo Mo and A Gui, he couldn't help but smile: "Haha, young man, it's not a good habit to start eating soft food at such a young age! "

Eating soft food?

Zuo Mo was stunned. For some reason, the full and soft feeling coming from his arm became extremely clear instantly, and the feeling of tingling electricity...

The illusion is here again!

It's so soft...could it be...is this the so-called soft rice?

Zuo Mo suddenly realized.

The taste is actually... actually pretty good...

Zuo Mo was in a daze, but he quickly calmed down: "Sir, I'm sorry I can't move."

At this moment, he was like a harmless young man, with no trace of the aura of a lord who could conquer all directions.

"Mr. Pattern Caller, Zuo is in poor health and can't move. Ah Gui can't hear and can't speak." The kind-hearted Dongzi explained to the Pattern Caller.

"Oh!" The middle-aged tattoo master showed a bit of surprise, looked at the two of them up and down for a moment, and said to himself: "Is it some kind of strange disease? Let me take a look."

After saying that, without waiting for Zuo Mo's reply, he walked forward and picked up one of Zuo Mo's hands.

Zuo Mo was shocked and regretted immediately. He shouldn't have come forward so early. What if the other party checked his body?

If you find something, it will be dangerous!

But before he could refuse, the middle-aged tattoo master began to examine him, and he put a hand on Zuo Mo's arm.

A gentle force penetrated Zuo Mo's arm along his fingers.

As soon as this power entered Zuo Mo's body, which was now almost like a meat grinding battlefield, he was immediately dismembered and shattered by the crazy flow of power!

The middle-aged tattoo master turned pale!

Zuo Mo lamented in his heart, it's over!

The middle-aged tattoo caller retracted his arm. His face was a little pale. Although he tried his best to keep calm on his face, Zuo Mo still noticed the slight trace of horror in his eyes.

"How are the results of the examination, sir?" Zuo Mo's voice sounded like an innocent boy looking forward to an answer. Anyway, he was discovered. If you are stronger at this time, it will not be easy for the other party to find out the details.

But when it fell into the ears of the middle-aged tattoo master, it was nothing less than a thunder. The seemingly harmless young man in front of him, who was hugged by the little girl on his chest, instantly turned into a dangerous young man hiding in the shadows.

The expressionless Agui holding Zuo Mo looked very much like the personal bodyguards of those high-level demons. The middle-aged tattoo summoner has seen some high-level demons before. There are always one or two such special beings around them, and even the cold breath is the same.

Such personal guards often have extremely high strength, kill people like ants, and are ruthless...

Could it be that this young man is actually a high-level demon?

Cold sweat instantly wet his back.

In his eyes, the young man's eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and even his tone seemed to have a bit of ridicule.

"Ah haha, I'm really sorry, my skills are too poor, I really have never seen this kind of disease." The middle-aged tattoo master said haha, no matter who the other party is, for what purpose they pretend to be like this, or they are really sick and disabled, he They all made up their minds not to be contaminated.

After saying this, he turned around and wanted to run away.

"Dear Mr. Mark Caller, you haven't shown me your needle yet." An innocent-sounding voice came from behind.

The middle-aged tattoo master froze, his expression frozen on his face.

The other party is confident... It seems that my guess is accurate... I can't afford to offend such a dangerous guy!

Turning around, his face was immediately filled with a kind smile: "Oh, I forgot about this, I'm so sorry." After saying that, he took out the long needle.

"Mr. Pattern Summoner, could you please put it on my hand? I'm sorry I can't move it." Zuo Mo said still very politely.

The tattoo master carefully put the long needle into Zuo Mo's palm.

Dongzi and the others' eyes widened. They had seen a naughty guy who wanted to touch the long needle of the tattoo master, but was severely reprimanded by the tattoo master. The Pattern Summoner is really a kind-hearted demon. He must be so pitiful towards Zuo that he treats him so well!

So they thought.

As soon as Zuo Mo got the long needle, he noticed the mystery inside it.

"Horizontal silver, zero light black sand, iron horned rhinoceros, morning glow water..." Zuo Mo muttered to himself, quickly analyzing the ingredients of this silver needle.

The tattoo master was stunned as if struck by thunder!

Zuo Mo, who was immersed in exploration, didn't notice that the silver needle in his palm suddenly lit up slightly.

The middle-aged tattoo master's eyes suddenly widened, and he stared in disbelief at the silver needle that released light in Zuo Mo's hand, with a shocked look on his face, as if he had seen a ghost.

This...this is impossible!

Only he can use that silver needle, and only he can inspire the power in it!

This boy...

Zuo Mo didn't notice at all. The severe pain in his body was hitting his nerves all the time. He needed to focus more!

"Hmm... this talisman array, no, it's a magic pattern. I remembered it. It's part of the black water leech magic pattern. It turns out it can be used in this way. It's interesting..." Zuo Mo muttered to himself, unaware of the reactions of the people around him. .

The middle-aged tattoo caller felt that his mind was almost blank. He felt that he was stripped naked in an instant, and everything was impossible to escape! This silver needle was refined by him using a secret method. The magic pattern inside the silver needle was the core secret of his sect throughout the ages, and it was unexpectedly revealed casually by a young man!

Zuo Mo cultivated the demonic body by cultivating the power of flesh and blood. Now the power of flesh and blood has been scattered, mixed with spiritual power and spiritual consciousness, and is wreaking havoc everywhere. But the magic pattern on the silver needle immediately attracted the power of flesh and blood in Zuo Mo's body, allowing Zuo Mo to explore the mystery of the silver needle.

However, his body was already in chaos, and his whole body was affected by a single move. The force of flesh and blood that was attracted was like a spark thrown into a frying pan, instantly setting off a prairie fire.

The chaotic three forces rush into Silver Needle crazily!

Snapped!

The silver needle in Zuo Mo's hand couldn't withstand such a powerful force and exploded into a cloud of silver smoke.

The loud bang startled everyone, including Zuo Mo.

The middle-aged tattoo master stood there as pale as wood, staring blankly at Zuo Mo's empty palm. Dongzi and the others were also dumbfounded. Although they couldn't understand what Zuo Mo was talking to himself just now, they still felt a sense of admiration - Zuo's words sounded very powerful!

But when the silver needle in Zuo Mo's palm exploded into flying ash, Dongzi and the others' first reaction was: Not good! Zuo broke the tattoo master's silver needle!

Dongzi, who was worried about whether he could awaken the magic pattern, was also worried that Zuo Mo couldn't afford the silver needle.

"I'm sorry, I broke your silver needle!" Seeing the middle-aged Huan Wensi's pale and bloodless face, Zuo Mo felt really guilty. He probably spent a lot of effort to get this silver needle. , but ended up being damaged by myself!

He can understand this feeling very well. If anyone had broken his origami crane back then, he would definitely have to fight hard!

However, he cannot mobilize his spiritual power now, otherwise he would just pay it to the other party. He has a rich net worth, so he certainly does not lack this.

but now……

The middle-aged tattoo master who was stunned as if he was mourning for his concubine, Dongzi and the others who looked nervous, and Zuo Mo who didn't know what to do, all stared at each other in deathly silence.

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