The old man with gray hair was standing at the gate of the small courtyard. His hands were carrying his back. He looked blandly at a house in the small courtyard. His old face showed a color of meditation.
"Manager Xu, is it possible that the Lord of Xuanyuan has left?" Jinhu stood aside and asked.
Xu Sanhai shook his head and said, "the array is all there. The Lord of Xuanyuan should practice in a small world." as he said, Xu Sanhai turned his head and said, "Jin Hu, tell me your opinion of the Lord of Xuanyuan."
The golden tiger hesitated and said, "manager Xu, to be honest, I can't see through the Lord of Xuanyuan. From the first meeting to his appearance a hundred years ago, I feel that he has changed a lot every time I see him."
"I can't explain this change clearly. I just think the Lord of Xuanyuan is unusual!" Jin Hu said seriously.
He really didn't know how to describe Qin Huan. From the first time he saw Qin Huan, Jin Hu was surprised by Qin Huan. Just by reaching the eighth floor, he shocked Xiao Junze
At the second meeting, Jin Hu obviously felt that Qin Huan had changed dramatically, but Jin Hu couldn't tell exactly.
Moreover, Qin Huan had been out in the backyard before, which made Jin Hu feel that Qin Huan had changed. He couldn't imagine how Qin Huan cultivated. He was so extraordinary.
"No, you go down and tell everyone in Junlai restaurant that it will not be peaceful recently. All pay attention." Xu sanhaidao said. He entered the courtyard and sat cross legged.
At the same time, bronze mirror small world, Taoist temple!
Qin Huan was immersed in the artistic conception of Dao Zu and couldn't extricate himself.
I didn't know how many knives he waved until Qin Huan lost consciousness in his hands and Tiandao flew out.
"Boom!"
After glancing at the dust, Qin Huan slowly sat cross legged and began to meditate quietly.
Half a day later, after recovery, Qin Huan opened his eyes and showed a complex color on his face.
A hundred years outside is equivalent to ten thousand years on the Taoist field.
In ten thousand years, Qin Huan had improved all aspects of himself to the extreme. Qin Huan was not sure what his strength was now.
However, under full armament, he is sure to kill any friar under the five fold of ancestral territory!
The only thing that worried Qin Huan was the artistic conception of Dao Zu.
Qin Huan did not know how many times he had practiced the Dao in the Taoist temple for ten thousand years, or whether it was influenced by the artistic conception of the Dao ancestor. Qin Huan was also obsessed with the Dao.
Even, Qin Huan could not help practicing his sword many times, which surprised Qin Huan.
What made Qin Huan unable to resist the temptation was that every practice of Dao would gradually improve his attainments in Dao.
"If I practice like this, I'm afraid I'll be eaten back by the artistic conception of Dao Zu!" Qin Huan was not only bitter, but he tried his best to restrain it, but it was difficult to control it.
He didn't understand before, but now he really understands why the demons inherited by the Dao ancestor can't control themselves.
Qin Huan calmed his mind. Looking at the Guiyuan armor, keel shield and life and death brush in front of him, Qin Huan was moved. All three items floated independently.
This is the harvest of his ten thousand years of hard cultivation. The Guiyuan armor and keel shield have initially bred the tool spirit!
This enabled Qin Huan to exert 10% of the strength of Guiyuan armor and keel shield.
Although it was only 10%, it was immortal level after all, which made Qin Huan look forward to. As long as his cultivation was higher and his spirit was stronger, there was no hope to restore immortal level!
As for life and death, although the spirit of the instrument inside is still rebellious, its attitude has eased a lot. These years of accumulation and cultivation have also made the two have a bit of tacit understanding.
"My strength has reached the limit..." Qin Huan said, his words suddenly stopped, and his face became dignified.
Somehow, Qin Huan suddenly felt like a great disaster.
"What's the matter? Is someone looking for me? Or are those strong men already looking for me?" Qin Huan looked dignified.
He came to the Junlai restaurant to practice in order to find a safe place in case the strong would come to the door.
Qin Huan might not be so worried if he was an ordinary God. After all, dragon Zun would protect himself.
But some of them can go deep into the ancient battlefield to steal things. It can be seen that their strength is at its peak, and there may be ancient gods!!
How dare Qin Huan be careless?
"No, I can't wait to die!" Qin Huan took a deep breath. He had reported luck before. The sudden sense of disaster made Qin Huan realize the seriousness of the matter.
He pondered a little, took out the Vientiane star order and entered the Vientiane soul sky!
When he came to duantian City, Qin Huan took out a piece of soul paper and crushed it, waiting for xiaofengzi to arrive.
While waiting, Qin Huan went to the Vientiane hall.
Even though Qin Huan now gathered the spirit of Guiyuan armor and keel shield, he was still not much different from mole ants in front of the ancient god.
It was Du Yuan who received Qin Huan. It can be said that anyone who entered the Vientiane hall could not escape Du yuan's divine knowledge.
"Manager Du, is there any Rune paper of ancient gods or immortal strong men here?" Qin Huan came straight to the point.
Facing such a strong man, Qin Huan could only protect himself with runes.
If there were immortal strong runes, Qin Huan would not be afraid of the ancient gods.
"Rune paper?" Du yuan looked at Qin Huan in a fog. After a long time, he came back and said, "what the God of wealth said is soul jade? It's the one who stores the blow of the strong, isn't it?"
"Yes!" Qin Huan nodded.
"The God of wealth, the material of soul jade itself is extremely precious. In addition, refining it will cost a lot of effort. Moreover, usually soul jade can only store the strike of ancient gods at most, so..." Du yuan explained.
"How many are there in the Vientiane hall?" Qin Huan waved his hand.
"God of wealth, please wait a moment." Du yuan left quickly.
A moment later, Du yuan came back again and said, "there are ten soul jade in total."
"I want it all! How much do you contribute?" Qin Huan said.
"Each soul jade of the God of wealth is a million contributions, because it's 95% off..." before Du yuan finished, Qin Huan took out the Vientiane God order and said, "if I want more, I don't know how long to wait."
How could Qin Huan take care of this contribution when a great disaster was coming? Besides, although there were more than ten pieces, Qin Huan was still a little empty.
"The God of wealth, because few people want soul jade, there are only ten pieces in stock in the Vientiane hall. If you want more, you need to wait for some time."
"How long!"
"It will take at least a hundred years! To find the soul jade, you need to find a strong person to refine... And the refining time will take decades..."
"Go and arrange the exercise. Give me these first!" Qin Huan said.
"Yes!"
After Qin Huan left with ten pieces of soul jade, Du yuan looked at Qin Huan's back with a puzzled face. He wondered why Qin Huan wanted soul jade.
"Is there something difficult? No, you shouldn't have made so many contributions... Has sealed daotong started to hunt down? Report it first." Du yuan also left quickly.