Shocked, Get The Mobile Phone Martial Soul At The Beginning

"Young Master Su has such great technology!" Liu Jianbai exclaimed in admiration.

Su Tianchen chuckled, and outside the Fengxia Pavilion, there was a bronze-colored alchemy furnace, all the patterns on his body were lit up, and the raging fire made a "cracking" sound.

After wiping the sweat off his hand, Su Tianchen smiled, sure enough, the cold jade pendant works!

After calming down, I felt that everything around me slowed down, and I felt more clearly.

And after a whole morning of practice, he was able to successfully control the size of the flame by virtue of the spirit control technique.

The progress is still very big.

"Young Master, Miss Su Qing is looking for you." Liu Xi came from a distance and whispered in Su Tianchen's ear.

Su Tianchen:? ?

Two question marks appeared on Su Tianchen's forehead, at this moment, what else is there for him to look for!

In a gazebo, Su Qing was lying on a rocking chair, leisurely enjoying the pleasant time at noon. With Liu Jianbai guarding Su Tianchen, Su Qing felt a lot more at ease and could just relax.

"Auntie, you are looking for me!" Su Tianchen came to Su Qing's side and asked calmly.

While Su Qing rolled his eyes, Su Tianchen followed, and saw a red invitation card on the stone table in the middle of the gazebo.

Seeing this, Su Tianchen picked it up.

There are four big characters clearly written on it.

"Swan Goose Poetry Club"

"What is this?" Su Tianchen asked curiously.

"It was sent by the prime minister's mansion. It is said to be a banquet for forty-two sons-in-law and six princes to invite tonight's poetry meeting to learn about the cultures of various countries." Su Qing said indifferently. something happened.

Su Tianchen thought for a while, and felt that there was no need to participate, and since he didn't know how to compose poetry, it was useless to go.

Put away the invitation, as for whether to participate or not, it can only be said to depend on your own mood.

Two hours later, Su Tianchen sat slumped on the ground, and a dark and uneven Medicine Pill flew out from the pill refining furnace.

Su Tianchen picked it up, looked at the quality of the Medicine Pill, and was very dissatisfied. Not only did it have no pill pattern, but it was also very not round, it was simply a defective product that could not be repeated again and again.

The only good thing is that this Medicine Pill was completely refined by urging the Spirit Power by itself. Just by looking at it with the naked eye, it can be clearly seen that there is a clear gap with the dead pills refined by his predecessor.

But the speed at which Spirit Power is consumed is too terrifying, and it feels like being hollowed out at this moment.

"Young Master, are you tired, let's drink some tea." Liu Xi brought a cup of high-quality Long Ling tea, and obediently stood beside Su Tianchen.

Su Tianchen took it, and then looked at Liu Jianbai who was in the pavilion beside him, and said: "Master Liu, the Realm of the ancestor should have been famous in the Qin Dynasty and other countries, but why haven't I heard of it!".

And when Liu Jianbai heard it, this kid was beckoning about his own identity!

I smiled in my heart, and then said: "I am not from the surrounding countries, I am from the farther east, where the desolation is extremely desolate, and even the strongest in the country is only in the fish and dragon realm."

"I did not succumb to this fate, so I left my country decisively and experienced all the way, and only then did I arrive in Daqin."

"Really?" Su Tianchen's eyes lit up after hearing this: "In this way, Mr. Liu is still a Wandering Xia!".

Liu Jianbai was taken aback when he heard that, and then laughed loudly: "Haha, Mr. Su was joking, Wandering Xia is not counted. At most, he is just a person who earns money while working part-time and takes risks along the way."

"Poor travel, poor travel".

After finishing speaking, Liu Jianbai still did not forget to smile wryly and laugh at himself.

And Su Tianchen smiled inwardly, acting quite similar, I don't know, I thought it was real!

If it wasn't for the time when he was looking for his aunt, Su Tianchen glanced at his phone.

I found that I secretly used the oath recorder in my mobile phone Martial Soul just now, and the oath I recorded turned red.

I really believed it myself.

When the oath is completed, the recorded content turns green, and the person who made the oath gains the power to speak out.

The oath was not completed, the recording content turned red, and those who violated the oath were slowly deprived of luck until the luck disappeared, and people died.

Su Tianchen found that through this method, he could test the lies. Of course, the lying party is also quite unlucky.

Fortunately, this Liu Jianbai surrendered his own life without knowing it.

Although I don't know who the person behind him is, and I don't know what his purpose is, but in this wave, it's not me who suffers anyway, or even Xiaozhuan. The luck of a pre-human realm is obtained by an ordinary person. It can also help him become a high official in the court, or even the position of prime minister.

Su Tianchen chuckled: "By the way, Mr. Liu, there is a poetry meeting tonight, tell me, should I go?".

Immediately, he took out the big red invitation card from his waist.

Liu Jianbai glanced at it, shrugged, and said lightly: "Master Su, depending on your mood, if you want to go, I can follow you and protect your safety at any time."

Hearing this, Su Tianchen smiled: "Since Mr. Liu has said so, I will attend today's dance."

Then he said to Liuxi beside him: "Get ready, get ready, go to the 'Hongyan Poetry Club' tonight",

"Yes~" Liu Xi was overjoyed.

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As the setting sun came to an end, the city of Xianyang was decorated with lanterns and festoons.

Xianyang at night is more lively than during the day. After a hard day, it’s time to reward yourself at night.

In Xianyang City, there is a canal, which is said to have flowed for several dynasties.

The colorful lights on the bank are flowing, and in the canal, it is equally radiant, but in the dark depths, it is more angry than in the daytime.

Along the canal, among flower buildings, singing and dancing are performed, and in the canal, painted boats travel along the water.

The charming girl danced on the boat, attracting passers-by on the shore to linger.

The qin and cymbals sang harmoniously, and the singing wandered around, like a water ghost that fascinated the soul, affecting the hearts of countless men who did not return home.

But today is even more lively, it is the annual poetry festival, walking on the road, you can feel the fragrance of books anytime, anywhere.

The younger generation of scholars are all looking forward to today. If they write a good poem, become famous, and pass it down for generations, it will not be considered a failure to study hard for ten years.

But the big waves are panning for gold, in this world, it is too difficult, too difficult for ordinary people to pass it on to thousands of generations~

On the largest boathouse in the entire canal, dozens of exotic beauties are dancing on the deck at this moment, their graceful dances are as picturesque as the wind.

Soothing tunes make people mesmerized.

This boat is the place where Prime Minister Daqin organized the activities, and it is named... Saishang Riverside.

And the forty-two sons-in-law and the princes were all invited at this moment, and none of them was left behind.

What surprised Su Tianchen the most was that the third prince had also come. It seems that the royal doctor is not a cover!

On the surface, there was no sign of any injuries, and he was alive and well.

And there was a young girl beside him, Su Tianchen looked at it intently, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Isn't this exactly Zhao Zitong's twin Little Sister?