Chapter 246： Spirit Sword Collector

Although it had long been guessed that the boss of the altar might have something to do with the man on the ground, but whether it was Diu Leizhen or Fawang, he did not expect that the relationship between the two was so close.

brothers?

Di Lei Zhenjun blinked and felt like he was watching a third-rate dog blood TV show.

Because no matter the figure or appearance, the gap between the boss of the altar and the man on the ground is quite wide.

The boss of the altar is medium in size, with obvious muscles on his body, but of medium build, far less burly than the man on the ground.

Looking at the man in the corner, the boss of the altar twitched obviously, holding his forehead and looked a little headache: "Did I let you leave? Why are you still fooling around all these years?"

The man looked a little bit grieved: "The governor said that as long as I complete another task, I can be promoted to a bureau-level cadre! I also want to retire after being promoted to the bureau level, and take the pension ..."

The boss of the altar was speechless for a moment: "..." My brother is still so naive, I believe everything! I can believe even the ridiculous words of receiving a pension!

The owner of the altar couldn't help remembering his own year. In that year, he knew the urine nature of the master of this fairy house and chose to leave! Because the owner of this house is so rude, he won't earn as much as he earns from opening a shop!

Of course, the master of the imperial palace is just one of the reasons why the boss of the altar left. The most important point is that this imperial palace is too deep.

And he had seen for a long time that the owner of Xianfu House was actually a pervert!

"How long has my brother been arrested here?" The boss of the altar sighed and asked.

"Less than two hours," Fawang replied.

"If I remember correctly, Xianfu has a regular return rule. Regardless of the success or failure of the task, if the task progress is not returned within the specified time, it will be considered a task failure." Once the mission is judged to be a failure in Xianfu, the task executor will soon become the target of hunting.

He said nothing, took the phone directly from the man in front of him, pressed the callback button, turned on the speaker, and stared at the man in front: "Do you know what to say?"

The man looked aggrieved: "Brother ..."

The face of the owner of the altar was very serious, and he slapped the man's head with a slap: "Just talk nonsense! Honestly, otherwise I'll blast your head with scissors legs!"

man:"……"

Soon, there was a voice on the other side of the phone: "Hey? Little altar, how is the mission going?"

After the man silent, he finally answered honestly: "I have encountered a little trouble in reporting the situation, but the problem is not big."

"Oh, do you need support?"

"... support, it's not necessary, I can do it."

"Okay, wait for you to win."

Immediately after this remark, the boss of the altar pressed the phone, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "Trouble you, let me introduce you. This is my dear brother, Tan Qian."

"No wonder." Di Lei Zhenjun said: "I have always felt that he and the altar boss have very similar spiritual attributes. As soon as you talked, I suddenly felt that the sound was quite similar. Will this young brother and altar boss Are they twins? "

"It's true that they are twins." The boss of the altar interfaced, "Do you think that his appearance and figure are not like me? That's because he has practiced Xianfu's" Pan Wu Xian Gong ", which can make up for it. The shortcomings of acquired talents, but the disadvantage is that once you practice, your body will become bigger and bigger, it will change the original appearance, and the life will be shortened as a result. "

The owner of the altar seemed to recall a lot of things: "I have seen before that those who have practiced this method for hundreds of years have become giants of dozens of meters in height. When they ran, they started to behave strangely. It seems. "

Odd ... Odd line?

The corners of the mouths of Diu Leizhen and Fawang were drawn: "..."

"Do you know the end of these strange behaviors?" The boss of the altar looked at his younger brother, his expression was somewhat meaningful.

"I heard the bureau said that those who have practiced" Panwu Xiangong "have been arranged by the house owner into the Taohuayuan of Xianfu, becoming a powerful behind-the-scenes officer of Xianfu, where they can get everything they want." Tan Qian answered .

"It seems you don't know the situation at all."

The owner of the altar grinned and said with a sad expression: "People who practiced this exercise were eventually sent to a place called Taohuayuan, but that Taohuayuan was actually a secret execution ground in Xianfu. Anyone who practiced it The people in "Pan Wu Xian Gong" to the later stage were all executed ... and each of them was a huge energy body. "

"How could this be……"

Tan Qian was sluggish, and he had no knowledge of the matter.

Dior Leijun and Fawang also shed cold sweat. After the cultivator died, the body itself was actually a huge mass of energy. But what does the owner of Xianfu need so much energy to do?

"Unfortunately, I only investigated here and chose to leave. I don't know their ultimate purpose. I spent a lot of energy to avoid these guys." The boss of the altar His expression was obviously sad.

"Does the boss have his own inference?"

Di Lei Zhenjun frowned. If the boss's statement was true, then the evil level of Xianfu is completely beyond his imagination.

"There may be some inferences." The boss of the altar interface said: "All I know is that the master of the Xianfu Mansion is actually a spiritual sword collector. He has collected two-thirds of the spiritual swords on the list of self-cultivation history swords. Many. Moreover, according to the clues I have so far, he should want to create a peerless sword that can crush all the swords on the sword list ... "

Suddenly Diu Leijun thought something: "Someone from Xianfu came to my house to make troubles. Is it necessary to find the whereabouts of the stone ghost noodle maker?"

"It's very likely." The boss of the altar nodded: "If they want to create a peerless sword, then it is necessary to find a powerful refiner ~ www.novelhall.com ~ heard this, Tan Qian felt himself Almost to give up thinking, holding his head in the corner and suffering.

"True Jun, do you want to deal with him?"

The boss of the altar looked at the altar, and then turned to look at the white youth in front of him: "Perhaps he doesn't know much about me. As long as Zhenjun can open the Internet, what Zhenjun wants to know, he can do it from me. Know here. Be sure to know everything. "

"Since this is the boss of your altar, your brother, what to do next can actually be discussed." Dilei Zhenjun replied.

"That's fine."

The boss of the altar exhaled: "But Zhenjun, I have to ask you something first."

Di Lei Zhenjun nodded: "The boss of the altar said nothing."

"It is said that Zhenjun has many strange methods. I don't know if there is any way to make people forget the exercises they have practiced?"

The owner of the altar looked at Al-Qian and said, "His" Pan Wu Xian Gong "practice level is not high, but this method has merit addiction. Once practiced, it is easy to become addicted and difficult to stop. Unless forgotten."

Di Lei Zhenjun already understood.

Indeed, if according to the altar boss, it would be very dangerous to continue this practice.

But it's really hard to designate a memory to disappear completely!

And when the exercises are practiced, those verses will be imprinted deep in the human brain. This is the deepest memory of the past.

Altar boss: "Is there any good way for Zhenjun?"

Di Lei Zhenjun scratched his head and pointed at Tan Qian's head: "Why ... try a punch?"

Altar boss, Altar Qian, Fawang: "..."

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ps:

Tan Siming: Hello everyone, let me introduce to you, this is my dear brother @tan Qian

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