The Prodigies War

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Walking on the bustling street, Lin Xun finally determined after observation that the bloody killing that night three days ago seemed to have indeed followed Xue Jin's shot, and could no longer have any impact on him.

This undoubtedly made Lin Xun feel a lot easier.

It didn't take long for Lin Xun to stop when he passed the light curtain standing in the center of the city.

On the light curtain, a woman with a beautiful face and a solemn demeanor was quickly saying: "Today, we have invited senior Fang Yu, a high-level spirit pattern master who is well-known in Yanxia City, and he will come next. Identify a Snowfall Sword for us."

As she said that, a bright and dazzling sword appeared in her hand, "This sword is the treasure that the mysterious Master Xun personally refined. Many friends must have been curious about why it is also the Snowfall Sword, but by Master Xun. If you make it by yourself, it will be significantly higher in power?"

"Next, please ask Senior Fang Yu to explain to us." In a flash of light, an old man appeared, wearing a brocade robe, with a majestic bearing.

I heard an uproar nearby.

"Sure enough, it is Senior Fang Yu! He is the number one big man in our Yanxia City. He is only one line away from being promoted to the master level with his accomplishments in the spirit pattern!"

"That mysterious Master Xun has always seen the dragon but not the end. Everyone is curious about who he is. Now even Senior Fang Yu can't sit still. To identify a spiritual tool from the hands of Master Xun is too much. People are excited, maybe through this appraisal, we can find out how powerful that Master Xun is!"

"Damn, don't shout, just listen to what Senior Fang Yu has to say!"

Lin Xun was dumbfounded, his eyes swept around, and he saw many nearby cultivators standing there, looking up at the huge light screen, everyone had a look of curiosity and anticipation on their faces.

Lin Xun didn't expect that his reputation is now so loud in Yanxia City, and he was even used to spread it on the screen of spirit transmission. He asked a highly qualified high-level spirit tattoo artist to identify his works.

This is a rare honor for any spirit tattoo artist, but for Lin Xun, it always feels a little weird. Just read the fastest chapter (township/\\village/\\small/\\say/\\web www.xiangcunxiaoshuo.com)

He has some doubts whether the "mysterious master searcher" who is so curious by so many people is himself...

At this moment, on the spiritual light curtain,

The high-level spirit pattern master Fang Yu coughed dryly, took the Snowfall War Sword, and said with a serious look: "To be honest, when I first saw this sword, I was also shocked by Master Xun's ingenious methods. Indeed, the Snowfall Sword is only a human-level mid-grade spiritual weapon, and its rank is not very high, and it is also very common in the market."

"However! Such a battle knife, which has long been recognized by the market and has matured and stable spirit patterns, can be given new power by Master Xun in a unique way. This is undoubtedly an innovation that breaks the rules!"

Speaking of this, Fang Yu's expression couldn't help but be excited, with a frenzy on his expression.

And as he explained, the minds of many cultivators present were also firmly attracted, and their hearts were shocked.

Listen to the vocabulary used by Master Fang Yu, it is ingenious! Unique! Out of the box innovation! This makes people doubt that Fang Yu is still a long-established high-level spirit tattoo artist.

You must know that existences such as spirit pattern masters are the most proud, and it is simply impossible for them to bow their heads to praise another spirit pattern master!

But now, as soon as Fang Yufu opened his mouth, he used a tone of admiration to praise the mysterious master's method without hesitation, which seemed too surprising.

However, this also made many cultivators present even more curious. Is Master Xun really as powerful as Fang Yu said?

When Lin Xun heard these compliments, he felt uncomfortable all over. If he didn't really know this high-level spirit tattoo artist, he would doubt whether this old guy was bribed and deliberately touted himself.

On the light screen, Fang Yu looked frantic, and spit flew about the snowfall battle knife, using the professional terminology of the spirit pattern.

What is rare is that he can explain such boring spirit pattern knowledge in an easy-to-understand manner, which is full of wit and fun, making all the cultivators present stunned for a while.

Lin Xun couldn't stand it anymore. When he made the Snowfall Sword, he was never as exaggerated as Fang Yu explained. Read the fastest chapter on xiāng cūn xiǎo shuō.cóm

He's really just about making money, not breaking the rules for anything.

This is also normal. After a person has achieved remarkable achievements, there will naturally be many voices cheering for it.

It's just that Fang Yu, a very qualified spiritual pattern master, obviously regards the so-called "Mysterious Master Xun" as the first-class expert in the world, so he is so generous with praise and admiration.

If let him know that this mysterious Master Xun is only a fourteen-year-old boy, he doesn't know how he would feel, and would he be ashamed to say such words?

"Master, since this Master Xun is so powerful, if you can ask him to take action, you may be able to repair your ancient law Lingxun."

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded next to him, which caught Lin Xun's attention.

Gu Luling Xun?

Is there anyone in the world who owns such an ancient musical instrument that has long since disappeared?

Lin Xun was astonished. When he was very young, he saw Mr. Lu occasionally play with a musical instrument shaped like a water drop, about the size of a palm.

The voice is sometimes vast and thick, giving people a sense of the vicissitudes of the years, as if in a trance in the ancient times, feeling a kind of empty and boundless desolate atmosphere.

Sometimes it is ethereal and lonely, like a lonely cultivator walking alone in the heaven and earth, looking around at a loss, unable to find the end of the road.

Sometimes it is simple and pure, like high mountains and flowing water, quiet and natural, making people open-minded, if bathing in the sounds of nature, the soul and soul will be comforted.

Mr. Lu likes this musical instrument very much, and he has always felt that he is accompanied by this instrument in this life, even if the road has no deadline, it is not a pity.

Only later did Lin Xun know that this musical instrument was called Gulu Lingxun. It was a musical instrument that was almost lost over time. There were nine holes on it. , the number of avenues.

And if there is an artist who is masterful in rhythm and rhythm to play this thing, it can even produce incredible magical effects!

It's just that the ancient rhythm Lingxun is extremely special. If you want to control it, you need extremely harsh conditions, not only an extremely powerful soul force, but also an innate talent in rhythm!

At the beginning, Mr. Lu once said that the sound of the ancient rhythm Lingxun can kill people and save people.

The reason why the ancient lulingxun is almost extinct in the long river of time is because there are too few people who can control it, and it is almost impossible to find it. As the years go by, this magical musical instrument gradually disappears from the eyes of the world.

That's why Lin Xun was so surprised when he heard someone mention the name Gulu Lingxun, he couldn't help but look up.

Not far away, there stood a handsome young man in a green shirt, with red lips and white teeth. He was holding a jade fan in his hand, and he was graceful.

And next to the son-in-law, stood a well-behaved and clever little maid.

Seemingly aware of Lin Xun's gaze, the young man in green shirt smiled at Lin Xun, modest and polite, with an indescribable demeanor.

The little maid gave Lin Xun a sideways glance, but she looked rather saucy, and said, "What are you looking at, be careful of the needles in your eyes!"

The sound is crisp and really nice.

But I saw the young man in blue shirt scolding: "Ying'er, don't be rude!"

The little girl pursed her lips and said, "Little... Young Master, I feel that this guy's eyes are weird, and it looks like he has bad intentions."

Young Master Qingshan couldn't help but feel embarrassed for a while, glared at the little maid and said, "If you keep talking nonsense, I won't take you out next time."

This time, the little girl lost her arrogance and said nothing, but her eyes still glanced at Lin Xun from time to time, with a look of vigilance against the big bad guy.

"This son, I've been used to being self-willed since I was a child. I've been offended just now. I'm looking forward to Haihan." The blue-shirted son said apologetically.

"fine."

Lin Xun smiled brightly, how could he care about an open-mouthed little girl.

Who would have thought that his smile would fall into the eyes of the little maid, making her look like a hedgehog with frizzy hair, and said vigilantly, "Young Master, this guy's smile is really penetrating, even if he's not a bad guy, he's definitely not a good guy."

Lin Xun was stunned for a moment.

But I saw that the young man in the green shirt took the jade fan and slammed the maid on the head, scolding: "If you talk more, I will be really angry!"

Saying that, he clasped his fist at Lin Xun from afar, and planned to leave with the maid.

Seeing this, Lin Xun couldn't help but say, "My friend, if you want to repair the ancient law Lingxun, maybe you can really go to the master to try it out."

The blue-shirted gentleman suddenly paused, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Thank you for your guidance, and farewell."

Having said that, he has left with the maid.

Lin Xun shrugged. He really wanted to do him a favor just now. After all, because of Mr. Lu's relationship, he also liked Gu Lu Lingxun quite a bit. Lin Xun is also very happy.

Unfortunately, the other party was clearly not interested in his own suggestion.

At this time, Fang Yu's appraisal of the Snowfall War Sword was about to end on the screen of the light of transmission, and he said, "If possible, I hope to have the opportunity to visit Master Xun in person. If I can listen to the teachings from Master Xun, old man There are no regrets in this life!”

All the cultivators in the field were boiling, listening to Fang Yu's praise-like evaluation, which made them more curious about the mysterious Master Xun, and they seemed to regard Master Xun as a senior in their hearts.

Only Lin Xun shivered all over, this old guy is too fanatical, I just hope that I will never meet him in this life...

Without further delay, Lin Xun hurriedly left and walked towards the Lingwen Master Commune.

Not long after Lin Xungang left, in a bronze treasure carriage parked in the distance, a woman couldn't help but burst into laughter, her branches trembling with laughter, and tears were about to flow out.

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ps: It is agreed that there will be at the third watch tonight, but it will be seen by friends who can't wait after the early morning.