Chapter 932

"Magic pen, Ma Liang!" Evil words can not help but praise.

Sun Wencai is not like other people. He is so surly. On the contrary, he seems to be a real scholar. When he hears the evil words, he smiles and nods: "I'm flattered, I'm flattered."

However, Yan Xie's next sentence: "you usually have nothing to do. You must draw a lot, right?"

Sun Wencai almost fell down, with a speechless face: "the living things are painted, but also can't be taken out."

Yan Xie looked disappointed: "that's a pity. I'm going to let you draw me a sister."

Sun Wencai face embarrassed, closed the scroll, countless rivers back, back to the scroll.

Ye CuO couldn't help smiling and said, "this ability is a little interesting."

Sun Wencai modest smile: "insect carving skills, insect carving skills, and you can't compare, if you encounter any danger, also hope you help me more, I would rather take less things, also want to live out."

Ye CuO said with a smile to himself: you must have something to hide, so you don't have the ability to do it.

Those present will certainly not speak out their housekeeping skills.

But ye CuO doesn't worry. Nalan is here as he wishes. He can master nine out of ten of these people's information.

Next, Chen Wenyu took the initiative to say, "I'm from the Chen family in Liaodong. My family martial arts are chains."

With that, he untied his broad right sleeve.

They found out that he was wearing a bracelet.

On the bracelet, there is a hole, wearing a chain only the thickness of pencil lead, winding around the arm in circles.

Although the chain is very thin, but it looks extraordinary material.

Chen Wenyu said: "this is the Zhentian lock handed down by our Chen family. Although it's very thin, it's made of meteorite. Its weight is much heavier than you think."

With that, he pulled hard, a dark light, not far away, a stone column as thick as an adult's waist, was directly cut off.

Nalan and ye CuO look at each other as they wish. Both of them know that Chen Wenyu conceals his powers.

The rest of the body wrapped in white gauze, whispered: "my name you don't need to know, just call me mummy.".

I'm a psionic. As for my powers... "

As he said this, he untied the cloth bag about the size of the lid on his back and took something out of it.

Everyone saw that it was actually a lottery turntable.

A pointer and a disc under it are divided into eight pieces, each of which is engraved with Eight Trigram symbols, and each area is respectively written with one word: Xiu, Sheng, Shang, Du, Jing, die, Jing and Kai.

This is the eight gates in the eight trigrams. I don't know why they were painted on it.

The mummy said in a low voice: "the eight gates are the gate of good fortune and bad fortune. The three gates are the gate of good fortune, the gate of rest and the gate of life. The three gates are the gate of death, shock and injury. The Du gate and the Jing gate are the gate of Zhongping.

When we encounter something next, we just need to use this turntable to decide whether it is good or bad, and then we can avoid danger.

If you encounter a lucky gate, it means there is no danger ahead. If you encounter a vicious gate, you will be killed and need to retreat as soon as possible. "

As soon as the mummy's words came out, people couldn't help but be stunned.

"In this way, we can be a little safer. Before we do anything, let you measure it first. When you are in danger, just step back." Sun Wencai was very happy, smiling.

Chen Wenyu couldn't help but said, "in this case, it's better to directly test whether our trip to the center of Kunlun market is good or bad."

Mummy light way: "do not measure, I have measured several times, are fierce."

With that, he reached out and moved the turntable.

The eight trigrams pattern, fast rotation, and then slowly stopped, only to see the thin pointer, slowly stopped in the "death" word.

The group was silent.

Silence for about half a minute, the devil clown couldn't help laughing, everyone looked at him.

"It's really a chicken's skill. Even if we know it's fierce, don't we all come here? Now who wants to quit? " Said the devil clown.

Everyone in the circle was silent, and no one spoke.

The devil clown waved: "Nah, Nah, I said, anyway, no one will quit temporarily. Knowing the good or bad, it's just to increase pressure on themselves. Sitting here, who cares about their own lives! Rubbish skill, useless

Huangfu Pavilion sighed and said: "we can't say that. Although our trip is generally fierce, we will definitely encounter many small choices in the future.

For example, if there are two roads, which one should we take? This kind of situation can be used to test. At least we can be in danger later. "

His words, no one agreed, no one denied.

A group of people look at Ye Cuo.

Ye CuO silently stretched out a hand, which was visible to the naked eye. Under the gaze of the people, his fingers became slender and sharp, and became a dragon claw.

Huangfu Pavilion could not help but eyebrow a jump, said: "brother ye, what is your power?"

Ye CuO said faintly, "it's not a power. It's a kind of ancient martial arts. It's handed down from family."

Huangfu Pavilion secretly doubted: is it the Dragon skill recorded in ancient books? But it's impossible. It's said that after the dragon was transformed, his whole body was covered with scales. How could he only have one hand?

And according to the sect leader, the scales of the descendants of dragon's magic power are green. How can they be gold?

Huangfu Pavilion didn't know that the information about Dragon Shengong was not complete.

After all, although chunyangzong is the inheritance of chunyangtianzun, it has passed countless years, and the information has long been lost.

In addition, the inheritance of dragon's divine skill is single handed, sometimes even dating. The former dragon's divine skill practitioner did not find a successor on his deathbed, so he had to hide the skill and leave it to someone.

So even ye CuO has a lot of secrets he doesn't know about dragon magic.

Outsiders, it's even harder to understand.

The leader of Chunyang sect probably saw the bad old man, so he thought that the dragon's magic power was green scales.

He didn't know that the scales of Dragon God practitioners who had no blood connection were different.

Up to now, many people in the ancient martial arts world still think that ye CuO's Longhua is a power.

As for why Nalan's wish is so clear, the reason she gives is that she has seen the bad old man.

Ye CuO can't judge whether it's true or not, but for the understanding of dragon magic power, there is probably only bad old man, Nalan and ye CuO in the world.

Huangfu pavilion was suspicious, but he said with a smile: "it's a strange martial art. I saw brother Ye's sword before and thought it was your mace. I didn't expect you to have such a strong skill. I admire you!"

Chen Wenyu obviously knows that ye CuO has hidden his strength, but he estimates that ye CuO also knows his real strength. Just now, ye CuO didn't expose it, so he naturally pretends not to know.

The remaining silver needle demons and demon clowns sneer and say, "do we need to introduce any more?"

Huangfuge said with a smile, "I've seen the strength of you two before. I don't need to introduce you any more."

Yan Xie said: "should I introduce myself?"

Everyone was in a daze and said to himself: you look strange in this armor. What's to introduce? Is there any hidden power?

Yan Xie said with a smile: "looking at your expectation, I will tell you with great compassion that I am pure, fresh and handsome, extraordinary in appearance, brilliant in talent and appearance, elegant and elegant, Duke Xu in the north of the city, upright, handsome, romantic, talented and beautiful, elegant and talented, outstanding in appearance, handsome and graceful, beautiful as crown jade, with a face like powder Yushu Linfeng is a beautiful young man who speaks evil! Applause

With his strong applause, the rest of the people look muddled.