Article 223

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Chu Wanning lowered his eyes, murderous: "Shut up, draw the next one."

"Hmph! You'll regret it!"

"Do you paint or not?"

But Xiaolong stopped drawing, sat down with a gulu, and scratched his belly with his short paws.

Chu Wanning said coldly: "Why, isn't it out of ink?"

"Stupid, there's no more time." Xiaolong rolled his eyes, "I've painted so many spells, you still don't think it's enough, no no no, that's all, other than these, the inn is clean, what? No spells."

Listening to what it said, the expressions of Chu Wanning and Mo Ran changed slightly, and Mo Ran said: "Is this gone?"

"It's gone."

Chu Wanning said: "There is no spell to measure the spiritual root?"

"No."

The two masters and apprentices looked at each other, and there were expressions of disbelief on each other's faces. It must be known that if the mysterious person wants to find a new spiritual body essence through Xuanyuanhui, he must leave a measuring curse mark on Shenwu, but now it seems that Shenwu is so clean that no spells can be used. No attachment—could it be that they misunderstood from the beginning that the appearance of this Mo Dao has nothing to do with the mysterious person?

Seeing that the two were silent, Xiaolong leaped into the air again, turned left and right, and hummed: "Hey, you should take care of me, I am very tired of drawing things. Is there anyone to applaud me?"

Perhaps Chu Wanning was restless in his heart. Seeing that it was still so noisy, he simply waved his sleeves and raised his hand, and summoned a yellow talisman in the air. Seeing this, Xiaolong screamed and yelled again and again: "I don't want me, I don't want me!" Don't want me!!" But in the blink of an eye, he was sucked in by the talisman and became a painting on the paper. Chu Wanning tapped his fingertips again, and the dragon on the painting slowly disappeared.

Before disappearing, it blinked at Chu Wanning humbly.

Chu Wanning said: "I'll call you again if I have something to do."

Xiaolong cried bitterly and said: "Zhong Wuyan has something to do, Xia Yingchun has nothing to do, Chu Wanning, Chu Wanning, you are so fickle..."

"Go back, you!" Chu Wanning, who was still talking to it, heard the words, his black eyebrows stood up angrily, and he folded the spell in half with a slap, and took it back into his sleeve.

At night, Chu Wanning sleeps in bed, and Mo Ran sleeps on the ground.

Both of them were a little preoccupied.

I didn't expect that there were no spells on Shenwu. Did the mysterious person master the method of measuring spiritual roots that they didn't know, or was that person just in no hurry and didn't plan to find the person with the most spiritual power right now?

"Ink burning."

In the dark, he calls him.

Mo Ran responded naturally: "Huh?"

"Let's go back to the summit of death and life tomorrow."

Suddenly opened his eyes.

"What?"

"That person can even miss the Xuanyuan meeting. There should be other ways to find out. I'm afraid there will be no results if we continue to investigate like this. Let's go back to the summit of death and life first. I will let the lord secretly trust the other nine sects so that they can go through it first." Check if there is any spiritual body essence under your sect, if there is, then protect it first, it is better than waiting for a rabbit."

"How can this be done? What if that mysterious person is one of the top ten sects?"

"It may be very small. Even if it is, it doesn't matter. He already knew that we were after him. It's not bad."

"Then how can the master teach those masters to listen to their uncle?" Mo Ran said blankly, "Is it possible that the master wants to tell them everything?"

"It's not necessary, and they may not believe it." Chu Wanning said lightly, "I have my own way."

The ink burned curiously: "What method?"

"Apprentice."

"!!"

"I will talk to the lord, let him tell the other nine sects that there are often gaps in the enchantment of the ghost world, which harms the Quartet. Yuheng, the peak of death and life, will accept up to five disciples as apprentices, and teach the supernatural enchantment, killing Barrier and other techniques." Chu Wanjing said quietly, "Those sects have invited me to be the Mu Qing many times because of these enchantment techniques. If I tell you that I am willing to teach you, I am not afraid that they will not come. I just Accepting high-level spirit bodies as disciples, in order to select talents, those sect leaders must obediently test the roots of all the disciples under the sect, and our goal has been achieved."

Mo Ran didn't agree, and in the dark, his face was blue: "You, you want to accept disciples again?"

"Follow the fate."

Chu WanNing turned over and seemed to be a little sleepy at last, and his voice became lighter.

"I asked them to report their names first after they found it, and then I asked them to practice ordinary enchantment by themselves. After three years, if any of them can really persist, then accept it..."

In the dark, hearing the gradually confused words of the man on the couch, Mo Ran only felt that he had kicked a jar of vinegar in his chest, which made his heart ache.

Accept apprentices again?

You only accepted three in your previous life, and you were very picky. Why aren’t you picky in this life? How can you just accept it!

I wanted to talk to him several times, but when it came to my lips, I became silent again.

Chu WanNing didn't know that Mo Ran's jealous sea was overwhelmed, and finally fell asleep.

It was very cold at night, Mo Ran got up in his clothes, and called him three or two times in a low voice. Seeing that he didn't respond, he quietly opened the door and left the bedroom.

The aisle of the inn was quiet, only a few red silk lanterns shimmering safely, reflected on the wooden floor, rippling orange reflections.

Although Chu Wanning has already experienced the martial arts.

But the ink burns, but he hasn't experienced his return.

To know the martial arts

If you are within a hundred feet of your master, you can call yourself back by casting a spell. At that time, in Xuanyuan Pavilion, Mo Ran didn't have time to perceive whether it was a weapon from his previous life, so how could he miss this opportunity at this time?

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