"Han Han, I passed by this village, but there was no such store anymore. You must think clearly."

"The most important thing is that I don't think the girl outside will last long."

"besides……"

Han Sanqian couldn't stand it anymore and nodded: "Okay, I promise you."

The fundamental reason why Han Sanqian was reluctant to agree was mainly because he felt that he had taken advantage of him. Han Sanqian, who is the one who disliked taking advantage of others the most.

"Okay, that master is here, I will be bowed by my disciple!"

Seeing the old man kneeling directly in front of him, Han Sanqian really felt the eyes were so annoying. The two of them were so old that they were apart.

However, the cheap apprentice is always the apprentice. Han Sanqian nodded awkwardly, saying that he recognized it.

"Hehe, then Master will give me a Dharma name."

Han Sanqian was really crazy when he saw his butt top.

I really don’t know if he has been staying here for too long and has a little brain problem. He is just like this and asked himself to name it.

"Isn't Shenxuzi quite good? Could it be that you still call Shenxuzi?"

"Okay, then I'm called kidney deficiency."

Seeing his happy appearance, Han Sanqian rolled his eyes by him, and his whole body was even more thunderous. If he was on Earth, he would definitely go to the mental hospital to take a look.

"Okay, hurry up... hurry up and what." Han Sanqian wanted to ask him to teach him, but as a master, he went to ask his disciple to teach him, so how awkward it would be.

"Is the Wuying Divine Art? OK."

After Shen Xuzi finished speaking, he asked Han Sanqian to meditate face to face with him. Then, after Han Sanqian entered the state of meditation, a large number of partial words appeared in his consciousness. According to these words, Han Sanqian began to practice.

The so-called Wuying Divine Art is actually a bit like a mixture of various techniques such as the golden bell cover, iron cloth shirt on the earth, and the combination of various techniques such as fighting cattle across the mountain, and leveraging force to fight forces. When casting, as long as there is a certain amount of energy in the body, Wuying Divine Art can activate the energy in the body to organize a powerful defense network.

Any attack that encounters this defense will be immediately rebounded, and often during the rebound, it will carry the skills of the Wuying Divine Art, which will increase its power.

Practice the top of the top, the formless magic skill can even analyze these attacks and copy and learn.

It feels quite like a tooth for tooth.

Han Sanqian has traveled through the two worlds of Earth and Xuanyuan, and is well aware of many skills. Although the levels are different, the concepts in many places are the same. In addition, Han Sanqian is outstanding in talent and has even more bug-level things on his body. In just a few hours, the formless magical power has been learned by Han Sanqian.

Apart from being a little unfamiliar, my level is a little lower...

"Han Sanqian will not encounter any danger, right?"

Outside the temple, Qin Shuang was trying to stand up. She was so distressed outside. It had been six or seven hours since Han Sanqian entered, and the sky gradually darkened, but there was no movement inside, which made Qin Shuang very worried about Han Sanqian's safety.

There are many mechanisms in the forbidden area of ​​the undead, and Han Sanqian is just a slave. After learning some introductory methods, he will go deep into such a dragon and tiger den. How can Qin Shuang feel at ease?

What's more, he went in to save himself!

Lin stopped Qin Shuang from now on, looked in the temple, and was also worried. Han Sanqian was indeed extraordinary, which was true. The Pangu axe on his body and the powerful energy in his body could indeed protect him in many places, but the problem was that he did not know how to use it, and secondly, he was not invincible.

Those energy is more passive to protect him, and they are often attacked in some spiritual fields. Once they encounter masters who are hard-hitting, Han Sanqian is no match for them at all.

To put it simply, Han Sanqian is now more like a mage wearing a warrior cloak, but in fact he is just a mage with a very high blue magnitude. The key is that this mage does not use blue to attack people, but can only use magic sticks to knock others. Isn’t that a disaster at any time?

There are many mechanisms in the Dead Spirit Temple, and it is indeed a question whether this little master can survive.

Linlong said: "No matter whether he is in danger or not, you can't go in. Even if he has any accidents, if you want to go in and die again, will his efforts be in vain?"

Qin Shuang lowered her head sadly: "But, I can't watch something happen to him, and I can't do anything about it myself."

"Just think he is a slave. Whether he dies or never dies is not important to you." Linlong cannot comfort people, he can only reason.

Qin Shuang shook her head firmly: "Maybe she did before, but I can't do it now."

After saying that, Qin Shuang endured the sadness and forced a wry smile: "In my eyes, or anyone who told me, are slaves, they are just slaves, they have no right to survive, and they have no room for survival, so it doesn't matter whether they die or live. But what I never expected is that it is this slave who saved me again and again. Are things in the world very ironic? What you look down on the most is your life-saving straw in the end, and even the one who is the best for you."
Chapter completed!