"In the Famous Teacher Continent, everything must be done according to rules. The Spiritual Tribe is a place without rules. Many treasure appraisers talk nonsense, and the prices of items are all kinds of strange and chaotic!"
The ancient sage shook his head, as if he couldn't stand this kind of thing.
The jungle of the foreign spirit tribe preys on the strong. The profession of treasure appraiser relies on eyesight and reputation. The real strength can only be said to be average. It may be possible to tell the truth in the identification of some ordinary treasures, but once you meet some strong people, you will have to tell the truth.
Some of my words were insincere.
No one knows whether he will be killed by a strong man in anger.
Because of poor eyesight, people bought fake goods and asked treasure appraisers to identify them, but were brutally executed because the latter told the truth... There have been many cases.
Therefore, the words of a treasure appraiser are 70% false and 30% true.
But this kind of profession must still exist, otherwise the market will be even more chaotic.
"When you assigned tasks to them, did you make it clear that you wanted real data instead of exaggeration?" the ancient sage asked.
"I have specifically explained it, but there are still some people who write prices that are a bit outrageous!"
Middle-aged humanity.
"That's outrageous. Drag them out and kill them! If you kill a few people, you must be honest and don't dare to write nonsense!"
With a snort, the murderous aura on the ancient sage spread, and the surrounding area seemed to fall into a world of frost in an instant. The big tree where Zhang Xuan was hiding was attacked, and the leaves turned yellow.
The ancient saint was so powerful that any leakage of his power would be unbearable.
"This breath..."
Zhang Xuan's heart moved.
The aura emitted by the other party looks like frost, but in fact, it has a cold feeling, giving people the feeling of falling into hell.
There is only one kind of person who can exude this kind of power...the soul shaman master!
Is it possible that this old man is an ancient saint among soul shaman masters?
"Um?"
He noticed something was wrong with the other party. The old man also seemed to be aware of the presence of shaman spirits in the trees, and frowned.
"Old Sage Mo Ling, what's wrong?"
Seeing that his expression was wrong, the middle-aged man looked over in confusion.
"nothing!"
Waving his hand, Ancient Sage Mo Ling said: "You should go back first. Just do as I say. Kill a few first and let them see them. I guess they will be honest soon!"
"Yes!" The middle-aged man nodded, said nothing more, turned around and walked back, and disappeared in a short time.
Seeing him leaving, the old man neither moved forward nor left, but stood motionless.
"Has it been discovered?"
Zhang Xuan, who was hiding in the big tree, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
His concealment skills are unparalleled in the world, and his state of mind has exceeded 30.0. It would be difficult for the ancient sages to detect him.
I was confused just now. Although the soul power fluctuated for a while, it was suppressed immediately. According to normal circumstances, even if the Spirit Emperor comes in person, it is not easy to find it. How did this person notice it?
"Walk!"
Seeing the old man standing motionless, his spirit seemed to be locked on him, knowing that if he didn't escape, there would be no chance. Zhang Xuan immediately did not hesitate, and the Shaman Soul swung straight towards the ground.
"Can't you bear it?"
Seeing him move, the old sage Mo Ling smiled softly, his eyes suddenly opened, and a dazzling light flashed out, like the dawn of the sun, and then he stepped hard on the ground with the sole of his foot.
Boom!
The ground immediately shook, and a ripple of energy rippled out from under his feet, like water ripples.
Zhang Xuan's Shaman Soul had just made contact with the ground and could have easily got in. However, this time, it seemed to have hit the steel plate and was blocked by water patterns, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground.
"Oops..."
Seeing that the other party blocked his way with a casual kick, Zhang Xuan looked ugly.
He now only has a simple Shaman Soul, a mysterious sword, a ruthless man, and a dragon bone spear, but he doesn't have them with him. If he is really trapped here by this ancient saint, he will definitely die!
call!
Knowing that the ground was sealed and it was almost impossible to escape, Zhang Xuan's Shaman Soul jumped and rushed into the air.
"If I let you escape, I, the Ancient Saint, wouldn't have to do anything..."
He raised his eyebrows and raised his wrist in the air.
Hooray!
A cold air enveloped the surroundings of the tree. Before Zhang Xuan could reach the air, he froze again, as if he had fallen into a swamp.
"break!"
Extend your fingers slightly.
Hooray!
The surrounding space stirred up, and cracks appeared.
In the past, he needed to use the Dragon Bone Divine Spear to break open the space and form a passage. Now that his cultivation has reached the Immortal Realm, he can easily complete it with just a finger. It is very simple.
"snort!"
As if he had known that he would act like this, Ancient Sage Mo Ling raised the corners of his mouth and closed his palms in the middle.
The crack that was opened immediately returned to its original state, and the space that could be broken just now became as hard as iron in the blink of an eye. Even with Zhang Xuan's current strength, he could not tear it apart.
The Ancient Saint level is too powerful. Without ruthless men, monsters, mysterious swords and other trump cards, with Zhang Xuan's current strength, there is no way to compete.
"defect!"
Knowing that he was trapped and might really fall, he no longer dared to keep his trump card, Zhang Xuan's spirit raced rapidly.
Wow!
The library shook, and there was an extra book in my mind.
If you move your fingers quickly, the contents of the book will immediately flow into your mind.
In the blink of an eye, all the spatial defects imprisoned in front of me appeared in my memory.
"I see……"
Zhang Xuan was stunned.
The opponent uses the space sealed by Shaman Soul. Although it looks solid, in fact, it has many loopholes.
Shaman Soul stepped back and tapped lightly with the sole of his foot.
Wow!
Just at the spot where the defect was, the space that had just been stabilized cracked again.
"Um?"
Unexpectedly, a Shaman Soul with only the Immortal Realm could easily break his ban. Ancient Sage Mo Ling frowned, and no longer cared about his identity, he grabbed it in the air.
Seeing seven or eight flaws in the opponent's palm at a glance, Zhang Xuan did not dodge and charged forward suddenly.
Hooray!
The figure has entered the crack and will leave through space at any time.
"Leave it to me!"
Seeing that this guy dared to tear apart the space and leave in the face of his own attack, Ancient Sage Mo Ling's face was gloomy and he opened and closed his hands widely.
The cracks are gathering together again under the pressure of force. If they can't hold on, they will be turned into powder on the spot.
Without panicking, Zhang Xuan let out a breath of turbid air. Shaman Soul's arm turned into a length of more than ten feet in the blink of an eye, and he suddenly touched one place.
Thumb thump thump!
Ancient Sage Mo Ling's power was immediately interrupted, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.
"call!"
Unable to hold it in any longer, the Shaman Soul burst out from between his eyebrows.
In an instant, a cold wind blew through the entire courtyard, and a gloomy aura enveloped the world.
"Farewell!"
Hooray!
Just as his Shaman Soul left his body, a faint voice sounded in his ears, and then, the crack in front of him disappeared with a "whoosh", and the Shaman Soul just now had lost its trace.