Heart Survey

Chapter 452
The old priest made hidden clothes behind closed doors.

Wu Quji researched the source water and dealt with the injuries.

Su Qi soaked in the book house of the saints and read the numerous records.

It is worth mentioning that the script of the saints is the same as their language, and it is also very close to the script of the world, so it is not difficult to distinguish.

At the same time, Jiang Wang also announced the retreat.

He firmly refused to admit that it was because he lacked the idea of ​​"making a good relationship" for Qing Qishu, and was afraid of Qing Qishu's entanglement.

He is for practice.

In the fruit house, Jiang Wang sat cross-legged.

The little black snake trapped by the sea of ​​​​soul flowers is still in the Tongtian Palace. It has been wandering around without a clue since the death of the snake king. After entering the land of the shadow of the gods, it becomes sluggish.

This is convenient for Jiang Wang's research.

The composition of the Divine Soul Flame Flower is based on the power of the Divine Soul, replacing the Dao Yuan, and directly spawned by the idea of ​​the Taoist Flame Flower.

Conversely, by analyzing these little black snakes, can we reverse the process of their formation?

The practitioner is dead, lacks control and has lost the power of follow-up, and the power of Taoism that still exists in the Tongtian Palace is undoubtedly a rare material.

Cultivation is a process of understanding the world and oneself, exploring, seeking knowledge, and enjoying oneself.

Jiang Wang is not afraid of exhaustion and hard work, but the difficulty of analyzing such a technique is still beyond his imagination.

After returning from the place of hiding snakes, it was already afternoon.

All night, plus the day and night of the next day, the analysis of this Divine Soul Dao technique has still not been completed.

If this technique is compared to a whole black snake, then he has just parsed out the half of the snake's body, or the half that belongs to the snake's tail.

It was the last day before dealing with Yan Xiao, and time did not allow him to continue analyzing.

Fortunately, he already has a foundation. After he leaves the Senhaiyuan Realm, he can use this foundation to deduce on the stage.It's nothing more than a waste of energy.

That's the benefit of the unreal world.

……

Jiang Wang sat in front of the old priest.

At this time, Wu Quji's injury had recovered, and Su Qi was still searching for answers in the bookstore.

After the hidden clothing was made, the priest first called Jiang Wang alone, and Jiang Wang did have a need to communicate with her.

"This is the best of the four hidden clothes."

The old woman took out one and placed it in front of Jiang Wang.

From the appearance alone, it is a gray gown.

The regular style, the ordinary color, it is not conspicuous.

To look closely, you can feel extraordinary.

The most important thing is that the whole gown is complete and comprehensive, without any trace of sewing, like animal fur, which is natural.The so-called seamless, about the same.

The material of this hidden clothing is naturally the hidden snake king.

"Four pieces?" Jiang Wang stroked Nii Yi, very puzzled.

"The first batch only made four pieces. Qishu will also go with you to hunt Yan Xiao, so one of them belongs to him." The old woman said.

"Qing Qishu is also going?"

Of course, the old priest knew where his doubts came from, and responded, "He is only in charge of defense. He tries his best to help you resist Yan Xiao's attack, so that you can do more damage. This will not affect the result of Yan Xiao's death."

If Qing Qishu only defended and did not attack, it would indeed not touch the rules of Yan Xiao's resurrection.only……

"It's too dangerous for him," Jiang Wang said.

The old woman said slowly: "Escape from Xianghun, this is his responsibility. He also has corresponding consciousness, you don't have to worry."

Jiang Wang finally understood.In the land of hiding snakes, when Qing Bazhi asked Qing Qishu why he didn't bring a knife, Qing Qishu replied "Lian Lian", what did it mean.

That giggling, five-five-three-rough guy really had his consciousness long ago.

"Actually..." Jiang Wang thought about it and said, "I have no confidence in killing Yan Xiao."

He has nothing to hide, it is about his own safety, and he doesn't have to tweak it.

Originally, he had no doubts about Yan Xiao, but after his trip to the Snake Land, he was also dissatisfied with the quality of his "comrade-in-arms".

As a medical practitioner, Wu Quji's combat power has been verified. He cannot be said to be weak, but he is not too strong either.

Su Qi's mood is broken, and it is difficult to exert his peak strength.Now that he is concentrating on "Invasion of the Night", if he really gets any clues, it is not impossible to abandon Yan Xiao directly.

There is no need to humble yourself, take them to kill Yan Xiao, he Jiang Wang is the absolute main force.

This also means that he has to bear the greatest danger.

There is no need to mention any mission or honor.

After all, the Senhai Saints were completely unfamiliar to him.Even though they have been in contact with Qing Qishu in the past few days, it is far from reaching this level to say that they are working hard for them.

If things go wrong, he would rather leave the Land of God's Shadow and find another opportunity to leave the Forest Sea Source Realm.There is really no other way, and it is not too late to come back to face Yan Xiao.

The old priest has been through the world for a long time, and of course he couldn't see Jiang Wang's emotions.

Before sending out the source water, now telling him Qing Qishu's awakening is to strengthen his confidence.But obviously the effect is not enough.

"I know that you may have doubts about Yan Xiao, and I can understand it. Solving your doubts is what I should do as a priest of the Holy Clan."

The old woman said: "So young man, you want to hear it, in order to weaken Yan Xiao. What efforts have we made?"

Jiang Wang said: "I would like to hear the details."

"You can't tell anyone what I'm telling you next."

"Me and Su Qi and Wu Quji are not as close as you think. We can't talk about everything."

The old woman said: "I am not referring to them, but my saints."

Jiang Wang held down the doubts in his heart and said, "Please tell me."

The old woman suddenly asked something that seemed unrelated: "The envoy of Wu Quji asked me before, why the saints offered their heads to Yan Xiao, why didn't they send them to the old man and the child, but to let the young man go through a 'phase hunt'. Strong warrior died. Do you remember my answer?"

"The old man is history, and children are the future." Jiang Wang's answer was not delayed, because he actually agreed with this answer.

But the old priest said: "Actually, it has nothing to do with history, nor about the future. It has nothing to do with honor, or even morality. It only has to do with Yan Xiao."

Jiang Wang waited silently for the following.

"Young man, I can see that you are a trustworthy person." The old woman's eyes were kind.

Jiang Wang did not speak.There is no need for him to be humble about this, because he is indeed very trustworthy.

The old woman's tone suddenly became sad: "When I was as old as Qinghua, I also met a young man like you. He was also an outsider and was called by the Dragon God."

"That's a good age..." she sighed.

"Listening" is a very important ability. No one has taught him, but Jiang Wang has long understood it.At this moment, he just looked at the white-haired old woman in front of him and expressed his concentration with his eyes.

"He is smart, resolute, hard-working, and powerful. When I met him, I was in a place where the silk flowers were blooming."

"The 'flower' of Lingsihua is Lingsi. It is born in strands, like hair, and we call it trouble silk. It's really 'troubling'..."

The old woman sighed, her eyes drooping slightly, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. At that moment, there was a kind of shyness like a girl: "It's sour, astringent, and sweet."

Speaking of which, she patted the futon with deeply wrinkled, thin and withered hands: "Oh, this futon is made of spiritual silk. We use it to weave clothes and straw sandals... Everyone has 'troubles', every time No one can do without it.”

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