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Qinglian's words made Gu Changsheng very surprised. Qinglian was so optimistic about Wang Huai, a fifth-level divine pattern master, and only one in the entire Wenxinfang, and he was still a reclusive Supreme Elder. Even he, the suzerain, was rarely seen. .

Qinglian actually thought that Wang Huai could do it.

"It would be a waste of time to follow her to learn the technique of the divine pattern." In the sea of ​​consciousness, Brother Pingtou suddenly said.

"En?" Wang Huai was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

"I am an ancient beast king, and I have a lot of research on the god pattern. Qinglian's god pattern level is the entry level, a fourth-level god pattern master, so weak. If you want to learn, you can worship me as a teacher. As long as you pay It’s enough for the tuition fee, I’ll teach you how to do it casually and it’s enough for you to eat for the rest of your life.” Brother Pingtou said quite proudly.

"Are you still a divine pattern master?" Wang Huai was quite different. Brother Pingtou hadn't shown it before. In the process of practicing Qingming divine pattern recording, the little princess would occasionally give him some pointers.

"What a fuss, I'm omnipotent, isn't it just cultivating the god pattern and forming formations, what a big deal." Brother Pingtou said, his tail swung twice, and a golden light flew directly towards Wang Huai.

Because it was in the sea of ​​consciousness, Wang Huai could clearly see that the inside of the golden light turned out to be a formation. This formation was very small, only as big as a fist, but it contained countless divine lines. According to Wang Huai's judgment , there should be nearly ten thousand divine patterns inside.

Wang Huai has some understanding of the formation method. Those with more than [-] divine patterns belong to the third-level divine patterns, and those with [-] to [-] divine patterns belong to the third-level high-level formations; More than a thousand lines belong to the fourth-level formation, while those containing nearly ten thousand divine patterns belong to the fourth-level high-level formation.

In other words, Brother Pingtou arranged a fourth-level high-level formation in just a split second of shaking his tail?
This time, Wang Huai really looked at Brother Pingtou with admiration. This guy usually doesn't show his face, he brags all day long, and always thinks of ways to cheat Wang Bad's spirit spar. Wang Huai once wondered if this guy is a fake Master, there is no real ability; but if it has no real ability, how could it be guarded by thousands of Tribulation Monster Beasts in the Qingming Pagoda where it is located for thousands of years.

Now it seems that this flat-headed brother is indeed extraordinary.

Wang Huai looked back at Qinglian and said, "Elder Qinglian, you are a fourth-level divine pattern master. With your strength, how long will it take to arrange a fourth-level high-level formation?"

"A fourth-level high-level formation?" Qinglian was taken aback. "It will take at least three hours. Why do you ask this? Although you are very talented, don't be too ambitious. With your strength, if you want to become a fourth-level god tattoo master , it shouldn’t be too difficult, but you have to lay the foundation first, and don’t try to reach the sky in one step.”

Qinglian obviously misunderstood what Wang Huai meant, but Wang Huai was quite shocked.

Qinglian, as one of the best divine pattern masters in Xuanwu City, needs at least three hours to arrange a fourth-level high-level formation, while Brother Pingtou just wags his tail twice, showing the gap between the two of them.

"Elder, for me, the technique of the divine pattern is just an auxiliary, and I mainly want to cultivate the power of ancient martial arts." Wang Huai said.

Hearing Wang Huai's answer, Qinglian was rather disappointed.

"With your talent, it's a wise choice to be a powerful divine pattern master. There are too many masters in cultivating ancient martial arts, so it's difficult to stand out." Qinglian said.

Gu Changsheng interjected, "Qinglian, don't be in a hurry to accept apprentices. I haven't finished my sentence yet. In addition to Wang Huai's victory over Yaoye in the power of soul and Gao Liang in the technique of divine patterns, he also competed with Zhang Tianyun. After receiving the sword, Wang Huai received Zhang Tianyun's Nine Swords with the strength of the False God Realm, do you still think that even the ancient martial strength is difficult for him?"

"This..." Qinglian looked at Wang Huai as if she was looking at a monster, she was beyond shocked.

"Xiao Gu, you are right, we are getting old, this world already belongs to young people." Qinglian sighed and laughed at herself.

"Hehe, Wang Huai, you need to recover from your injuries. You will go to Jun Mowen's banquet in three days. I'm afraid there will be trouble again."

"En." Wang bad nodded. He was seriously injured in the fight with Zhang Tianyun, and he has not fully recovered yet.

Wang Huai and Lin Ruoxue returned to their residence, and it could be seen that Ruoxue was still very sad because of Aunt Zhang's departure.

"Honey, don't worry, Aunt Zhang will be fine." Wang Huai comforted Lin Ruoxue with his arms around her.

Lin Ruoxue leaned against Wang Huai's arms, her eyes were a little red.

"Wang Huai, now Aunt Zhang has left me too, and you are the only family member by my side. I am so scared, afraid that something will happen to you, and afraid that you will leave me too."

Hearing Lin Ruoxue's words, Wang Huai's heart almost melted.

"No, you are my wife, and I will always be by your side." Wang Huai said, lowered his head, and gently bit Lin Ruoxue's cherry lips.

Since entering the ancient martial arts world, Wang Huai has been plagued by various troubles. Although Lin Ruoxue was always by his side, he didn't take good care of her, and even ignored her a bit.

Wang Huai knew that this girl had grievances in her heart, but she didn't want to cause trouble for herself, so she endured it all the time, but today Aunt Zhang was taken away, she finally couldn't help it.

Wang Huai also realized that after entering the ancient martial arts world, he owed Lin Ruoxue more and more, especially now that he had Jun Moyu by his side.

"En" Wang Huai kissed her lips, Lin Ruoxue let out a slight moan, a little nervous, but she didn't push Wang Huai away.

The two kissed for five or six minutes. Lin Ruoxue was also nervous at the beginning, she was at a loss for her tongue and teeth, she would bite Wang Bad from time to time, and gradually became proficient, wanting to fight her own tongue with Wang Bad's. a knot.

After 5 minutes, Wang Huai let go of Lin Ruoxue's lips, and then slowly moved up, kissing her eyes, her earlobes, cheeks, forehead...

Lin Ruoxue also slowly began to become enthusiastic, and began to cater to Wang Huai's movements.

So Wang Huai turned over and hugged Lin Ruoxue, walked towards the big bed, and then gently put Lin Ruoxue on the bed.

"Wife." Wang Huai whispered in Lin Ruoxue's ear, and then let out a breath.

Lin Ruoxue just felt that her whole body was about to collapse, and she completely melted into Wang Huai's arms.

As a result, Wang Huai's hands began to become dishonest, and slowly moved down from Lin Ruoxue's shoulders, touching some places he dreamed of...

With a wave of Wang Huai's hand, a three-level formation was formed, completely isolating the two of them from the outside world, and then closing the sea of ​​consciousness, so that the little princess and brother Pingtou could not see them.

"Hey, don't, it's a live broadcast, don't be so stingy, you won't lose a piece of meat after watching it." Brother Pingtou licked his lips, thinking that there would be a good show, but who knew there would be nothing to watch.

"Boring." The little princess rolled her eyes, but for some reason, a picture of Wang Huai and Lin Ruoxue lingering flashed in her mind, so she blushed involuntarily.

"You said that Wang Huai hasn't done this for several months. How many minutes can he hold on this time?" Brother Pingtou sat there and looked at the little princess and asked, "I don't know if he will surrender prematurely. That would be embarrassing for a man. Back then, there were all kinds of beauties and monsters by my side. As long as I like it, I turn over cards every day and don’t repeat it for a year. That is the pinnacle of monster life. To dawdle in the sea of ​​consciousness of an ant in the False God Realm, hey."

"Shut up, I'm getting bored, come and play checkered squares with me." When the little princess thought about what Wang Huai and Lin Ruoxue were doing, she felt hot and urgently needed to play some games to relax.

"What, jumping squares? I am an ancient beast king, and I am playing jumping squares with you, believe it or not... Hey, ah, help, I was wrong, I was wrong, I can't do it, jump, jumping squares me I like playing the most." Brother Pingtou was carried aside by the little princess's ear with one hand, and he didn't have the slightest temper.

There is no way, in Wang Huai's sea of ​​consciousness, the little princess is far stronger than Brother Pingtou. Based on the principle that a good man does not suffer immediate losses, Brother Pingtou can only admit cowardice.