Chapter 225 Summoning the Old Man of the Mo Family
Chapter 225 Summoning the old man from the Moh family
If Chen Jinyuan wants to calm down in the past two months, he is not allowed to go there. That is impossible no matter what. He still has a lot of things to do. Tang Yuexin is trapped in the Underworld Ghost Sect and is still waiting for him to save her.
, and also have to deal with the upcoming changes in the return of spiritual energy. Everything is much more important than this useless graduation thesis. Baidu search enters "" to quickly enter this site. However, as a martial arts master, if you can even write a graduation thesis
Maybe, then I am too incompetent and would be embarrassed if I told anyone about it.
After thinking about it, Chen Jinyuan entered the ancient martial arts space and came to the summoning platform. The summoning point was already full. In the past few days, Wang Jiao was stuck with him every day, so he never found a chance to enter the space.
The scenery on the summoning platform is still the same. Every time Chen Jinyuan comes here, he is so excited. Every summons means that he can increase his strength and become stronger.
"Help me check how many summoning points are needed for the master of the Mohist class in 'Qin Shi Mingyue'. Do I have enough summoning points now?" Chen Jinyuan asked the spatial intelligence program in his mind.
"Master of the 'Qin Shi Mingyue' class, his strength is the acquired third level, and he needs 990 summoning points. Does the host choose to summon? [Yes] [No]" The space intelligence program quickly gave the answer.
Chen Jinyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was overjoyed. The characters in "Qin Shi Mingyue" were generally very powerful. It was an era when there were as many innate talents as dogs, but these old men specialized in mechanism skills, so Chen Jinyuan guessed that they
His ancient martial arts strength should not be very high, and the result was exactly as he had guessed. He now has 1,000 summoning points, which is just enough to summon this old man.
He chose [Yes] without hesitation, and the summoning pool shone brightly as usual. After the water boiled, it calmed down in Chen Jinyuan's expectation.
"The summoning is successful, the characters have been included in rooms 2-4, the experience value is +99, and the upper limit of exchange value is +1000."
Hearing the notification that the summoning was successful, Chen Jinyuan was ecstatic and looked at his attributes:
"Host: Chen Jinyuan
Age:22
Level: Level 2 Summoner
The realm of ancient martial arts: the third level of the day after tomorrow
Summoning points:10/1000
Exchange value: 3000/ 4000
Willingness value: 48854
Experience value:393/500
Summoned target:..."
Upgrading is not that difficult. A few more can be upgraded to level three. Chen Jinyuan ran towards the building behind him with joy. He pushed open the door of the fourth room on the second floor. What appeared in front of him was a wooden classical building.
The house, a yard in front of the house, is surrounded by a ten-foot-high wall. The house is built on the flat land on the top of an abrupt mountain. The mountain is steep and precipitous, more than ten thousand feet high. It is as straight as being cut by a knife, and it is surrounded by arches.
Looking at several equally precipitous mountain peaks, billowing gray air waves in the distance, and a sunset hanging in the sky, the sunlight shines through the clouds on the top of the mountain, just like a fairyland on earth, with the mountain fog at his feet, Chen Jinyuan can't help but feel a little intoxicated.
After being stunned for a moment, Chen Jinyuan raised his legs and walked towards the door of the courtyard. Before he could get close to the door, Chen Jinyuan suddenly felt a warning sign in his heart. A creepy sense of crisis arose in his heart for no apparent reason. Then there was wind under his feet, and the Lightning God stepped out.
Retreat quickly.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
In an instant, countless sharp arrows with cold light were shot out from the eaves. Following Chen Jinyuan's retreating footsteps, they kept hitting the ground, and the arrow feathers kept trembling.
Stopping on the edge of the cliff, Chen Jinyuan wiped a cold sweat and looked at the countless sharp arrows extending from the door to the tips of his toes. He was a little frightened. He didn't know what weapon was used to shoot these sharp arrows, and the speed was super high.
Quick, if my reaction had been a little slower, I might have been shot into a hedgehog by these sharp arrows.
If he had known that these old men had weird tempers, they would give him a warning before they met. Chen Jinyuan put his toes on the arrow feathers and flew up, trying to fly from the wall into the courtyard.
"Peng!"
Just as he was about to jump over the fence, a large dark wooden box was thrown out from the courtyard wall. Chen Jinyuan was stunned, stopped, and looked at the large black box in front of him with a wary expression.
"Click, click, click..."
With a series of transformation sounds, the big black box quickly transformed under Chen Jinyuan's puzzled and shocked eyes. Four gleaming claws stretched out from the bottom of the box and quickly approached Chen Jinyuan. Two huge wind wheels shot out of the box.
It came out and spun extremely quickly, shattering the arrow feathers blocking it into pieces.
"Holy shit, a four-clawed iron spider?" Chen Jinyuan shouted violently. Looking at the spider-like monster approaching him quickly, the old man's machine beast, the four-clawed iron spider, immediately appeared in his mind. He knew in his heart that it was powerful, and he immediately kicked his foot.
He stomped on the ground and ran around.
The four-clawed iron spider was very fast and rushed over in an instant. A thin white line suddenly shot out from the small mouth like a spider's mouth on the mouth of the box and wrapped around Chen Jinyuan's ankle. Chen Jinyuan was in the air and had nowhere to borrow strength.
He couldn't dodge and was immediately entangled in the sudden thin thread.
Chen Jinyuan was horrified. He shook his feet hard, but he was surprised to find that the thin thread was made of who knows what material. It was extremely sticky. The more he struggled, the tighter it became. Moreover, with his huge strength of five to six thousand kilograms, he could actually
It cannot be pulled off.
A huge force came from the four-clawed iron spider, and the thin threads contracted rapidly, pulling Chen Jinyuan quickly towards the four-clawed iron spider. The wind wheel was spinning smoothly, and Chen Jinyuan could feel the huge power of the sharp wind wheel.
, if it hits oneself, I am afraid that the powerful physical body of the third level of heaven will be turned into scum by it.
Chen Jinyuan was furious because these old men gave him such a big gift before they even met.
Damn, I'm so hairy! Looking at the four-clawed iron spider getting closer and closer, Chen Jinyuan felt that he should do something, and he immediately moved his zhenqi into his palms.
"Roar!" The wind from the palm brought out a domineering roar, and a dragon-shaped shadow that was ten feet long came out of the palm.
"Peng!" There was an explosion, and the flying dragon struck the four-clawed iron spider in the middle of the sky. How could the four-clawed iron spider withstand Chen Jinyuan's strong palm force? It immediately turned into pieces.
"Ouch!"
A scream came from the courtyard, and then a short, fat old man with white hair and a white beard opened the courtyard door and rushed out, "My four-clawed iron spider!" The old man looked at Chen Jinyuan's surrender on the ground with tears in his eyes.
The four-clawed iron spider was smashed into pieces by Long Shiba.
Chen Jinyuan looked at the old man who suddenly appeared. He had white beard and hair, short and chubby, with a waist as thick as a bucket, and no taller than his own shoulders. He was dressed in green and yellow satin clothes and cloth shoes, and had a pair of small eyes. Chen Jinyuan
His attention was attracted by the old man's left hand.
It was a wooden machine hand. As soon as Chen Jinyuan saw the machine hand, he immediately understood that the short old man was the old man from the Mohist class whom he had summoned.
