Looking at the gloomy Daolong, Luo Qing rolled his eyes and changed the subject with a smile: "I just went out for a walk. Master, have you made the spell tracker? Show it to me and let me pay my respects to you.
An old man’s work.”
Seeing that his disciple no longer pretended to be pitiful, but started to act rogue, like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water, Daolong's face became more and more gloomy. Before he could get angry, Luo Qing's words suppressed his anger.
Go down.
"Oh, I forgot to mention, I found the exact location of a spell, and I just wanted to test the accuracy of the tracker."
Daolong frowned: "Really? If you lie to me, do you know what the consequences will be?"
"I know, I know, if I lie to you, then I will never run away next time." Luo Qing continued to smile and nodded, with a very sincere look, and he kept his master's temper in check.
Daolong was speechless. He waved his hand and threw something like a compass into Luo Qing's arms: "Tell me the specific location. Let's go take a look first."
Luo Qing took it and looked at the compass. It was a palm-sized disc with no patterns, and only a pointer in the middle was spinning. It was a bit like the chaos of the magnetic field, but also a bit like it was out of control.
"Does this thing have scope?" Luo Qing asked with great interest.
"This pointer can locate the power of the zodiac, but it can only locate one at a time. We haven't received feedback yet." Daolong explained.
He has never seen such things as talismans. If an accurate positioning instrument could be produced in this situation, he would have been immortal long ago. Would he still care about these talismans?
"Um, it's random. Master, you can be unreliable sometimes." Luo Qing joked. Before Daolong changed his face, he added: "The talisman I found is in Mexico, by a professional wrestler named Ox Warrior.
There."
Daolong couldn't help but glance at him and waved his hand. Purple smoke filled the air. In an instant, a sense of shuttle came over him. Luo Qing did not resist, and the two of them disappeared into the castle.
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Mexico.
This is a very interesting country. Boxing, wrestling, bullfighting and other sports that are rare in China seem very ordinary here. It can be regarded as a country that worships strength.
Today, the strongest rising star in the wrestling world, Bull Warrior, happened to have a match, so the flow of people around the wrestling ring was particularly large.
"This time the Bull Warrior must have won again. There is no comparison between the two sides."
"Isn't that right? These challenges are basically for the purpose of attracting attention. Didn't you see that the Bull Warriors don't make predictions now? You win too much."
"Oh, it's actually quite boring. Infinite crushing. When can we see the Bull Warrior take off his mask?"
"What are you thinking about? The Cow Warrior never takes off his mask."
The buzz around him made Luo Qing feel very interesting. Behind him, Daolong followed him around silently. He could clearly come and kill the guy with the talisman on his head, so what else needed to be planned?
However, his disciple has performed well recently. Although he doesn't know the reason, he is still willing to believe in Luo Qing to a certain extent.
Feeling his master's gaze, Luo Qing still explained: "There are too many people. Master, you should listen to me and take action at night."
Looking around, Luo Qing lowered his voice and said: "You have also read those books. The Holy Lord resurrects every three hundred years. Although the previous few times did not make much noise, we have to be careful.
ah."
"What the world wants is balance. If Master, you are assigned to the Black Qi in this Dharma-Ending Age, then at least there will be people of the same level as you on the Zhengqi side, plus the source of the devil like the Holy Lord of the Black Qi side.
, think about it, maybe the reincarnation of the Saint who sealed the Holy Lord nine hundred years ago will appear in this era."
As Luo Qing spoke, he and Daolong slowed down, looked at the crowd around them, and whispered: "We are in the dark now. As long as we operate well, we can be fishermen."
Daolong was startled and looked at his apprentice with some confusion, he actually thought about it so much.
There was some relief in his eyes. He recalled that when they met him, he was still a little baby full of fear. Now he can stand alone. He has really grown up.
"Okay, that's very thoughtful."
Daolong praised Luo Qing and patted Luo Qing's shoulder. He was no longer anxious. As long as he didn't make any big noise, he could still afford to wait for half a day.
Luo Qing had a smile on his face, as long as he listened and was persuaded, he was afraid that the black energy would cause trouble. If it could affect his mind or something, that would be terrible.
Then he would have to consider the idea of destroying the balance, so he could only say that it was okay.
"Friend, wait."
Behind him, a shout came, causing Luo Qing to stop and turn his head. Suddenly, a Mexican boy of twelve or thirteen years old ran up.
"What's wrong, little brother?" Luo Qing asked gently, and the Daolong next to him also stopped, but had no intention of answering.
"My name is Parker. Nice to meet you. Are you here for a trip?" The little boy took a few breaths and looked at Luo Qing and asked.
"My name is Luo Qing, what can I do?" Luo Qing nodded, his tone still gentle, except that his face was a little pale, he looked like a big brother next door.
"Great, have you heard of the Bull Warrior? He is the God of War who has never been defeated. There will be his game in the afternoon. Please be sure to go and watch it. He will never let you down." Parker looked forward to it and handed it over.
A flyer that promotes one's idol very seriously.
Luo Qing politely took the flyer and said with a smile: "Sorry Parker, I may not have time in the afternoon. I will definitely go next time."
"Uh, okay, sorry to bother you." The expectation on Parker's face gradually faded, he bowed slightly and turned around to leave, preparing to find the next target to sell.
Luo Qing turned around and walked out with his master. He handed the leaflet to Daolong and whispered: "Look at the place between the eyebrows of this warrior's mask. This must be a talisman."
Daolong took it, and the interest in his eyes became more intense: "Ox, does it represent a talisman of divine power?"
"This spell is not difficult. Master can do it without showing up." Luo Qing thought for a moment and added: "We can all do without showing up. Just let Gan Wencui and others go in the evening."
Daolong nodded without thinking. Dark warriors like Gan, Wen, and Cui will not die, so they are not afraid of their failure. It is indeed more in their interests to hide in the dark.
At least you have to wait for the Holy Lord side or the Zhengqi side to appear first. The first-mover advantage is sometimes very important.
"Then this time, we are here to travel. Master, please give me some money to spend so that I can experience what it's like to be a rich second generation." Luo Qing said, becoming increasingly excited.
Daolong paused and was speechless: "Do I have that kind of thing?"
Money? It’s just waste paper. What does Daolong want that he can’t steal? What money do you want?
Luo Qing took out a card from his arms and said with a smile: "When the Taoist priest gave you something, I got one million US dollars from him in your name. Now it's your gift."