The Prodigies War

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The seal carving spirit pattern is a unique symbol belonging to the spirit pattern master!

The village chief Xiao Tianren, the tall old man, naturally knew this.

But he hadn't seen a spirit tattoo artist for many years, so when he saw Lin Xun's hands move, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed, and he couldn't even be sure.

spirit pattern...

Could it be that this frail young man is still a spirit tattoo artist?

wrong!

A true spirit tattoo artist, who is not an extremely noble and respected existence, even if it is placed in a crowded city, it can be regarded as a generation of aloof status.

The young man in front of him was only twelve or thirteen years old, and his clothes were so simple and shabby that he seemed to have nothing to do with the legendary spirit tattoo artist.

Xiao Tianren took a deep breath, tried to calm the fluctuations in his heart, and continued to look at the past.

Looking at Lin Xun, who was skilled in his movements, with a focused and calm expression, at this moment, Xiao Tianren suddenly had an uncontrollable curiosity, where did this strange young man come from? Can he really resolve this spiritual field crisis?

The atmosphere was quiet, only Lin Xun leaned over the spiritual field, and continued to draw a dense and agile trajectory with his fingertips in the moist and fertile spiritual field.

The movement is like the dance of a snake, and it is imaginative.

The villagers were already stunned,

The doubts in my heart gradually disappeared, and along with it, there was an inexplicable expectation!

Before you know it, the twilight subsided, and the sky was replaced by a smear of dark night. The huge and bright stars sprinkled the clear starlight, and a round of ice moon hung like a silver plate, and the bright moonlight poured down.

At this moment, Lin Xun's fingertips slammed, and then lightly stroked on that mysterious and mysterious pattern.

hum~

Like breathing, the pattern outlined by the golden powder suddenly lit up, shooting out a straight golden glow.

Straight to the sky!

The villagers' hearts were shocked, their pupils dilated as if they were stunned by a demon, and their eyes all followed the rushing golden light to the sky.

In the night, wisps of silvery moonlight seemed to be summoned and began to converge like a tide, appearing at the end of the golden glow.

The moonlight was hazy, and the more it gathered, the more dense it was, like clear water waves. The ethereal and holy beauty immediately shocked all the villagers.

They have been living in Feiyun Village since they were born, how have they ever seen such a miraculous method?

It's like a miracle!

Boom!

When the moonlight like clear water waves accumulated to a certain level, it seemed to be overwhelmed and poured down.

wow~~

Like the torrential rain gathered by the moonlight, with holy light, it descended along the golden light and descended into that piece of spiritual field that was plagued by insects.

In an instant, the entire spiritual field was covered with a layer of bright silver like a dream, which looked strangely beautiful and ethereal in this ink-like night.

And the thin young man standing in the spiritual field, bathed in the moonlight, has a mysterious and awe-inspiring temperament out of thin air.

The audience was silent, and all the villagers were stunned and dumbfounded.

Even the village chief Xiao Tianren was no exception, his eyes were full of surprise.

Lin Xun didn't pay attention to so much. After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief. There was a look of relief in his eyes, wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, and carefully exited this spiritual field. .

What needs to be done has been done, and the rest is up to the effect.

"Young man, you are not easy."

I don't know when, the village chief Xiao Tianren came to Lin Xun's side, his eyes full of meaning.

Lin Xun smiled and said, "Senior is wrong, it's just a first-level [Light-Inducing Spirit Pattern] carved out of the Golden Rat's life bone powder as a guide, it's not worth a show."

Xiao Tianren seemed to be slightly surprised by Lin Xun's frankness, a hint of imperceptible appreciation flashed in his eyes, and immediately nodded: "Let's go."

Lin Xun was startled: "Where are you going?"

Xiao Tianren was dumb: "Naturally, I will arrange a place to live for you. From now on, this Feiyun Village will be your home. You can live as long as you want."

As he said that, he turned away with his hands behind his back, ignoring the changes that were taking place in the spiritual field.

All of this made Lin Xun slightly startled. The old man made the decision to contain him in advance without waiting for a result of the matter in the spiritual field, which was beyond Lin Xun's expectations.

Smiling silently, Lin Xun followed closely without hesitation.

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Feiyun Village is built on the mountain, bathed in the bright moonlight, it looks peaceful and peaceful.

Xiao Tianren took Lin Xun straight to the end of the village, where there was a dilapidated courtyard.

There are three thatched huts and a courtyard on one side. In the center of the courtyard is a weeping willow, and on both sides there are vegetable fields, which are now full of weeds.

The hut was clearly in disrepair, covered with cobwebs and dusty.

squeak~

Pushing open the door, Xiao Tianren lit the lamp oil, and the orange light illuminated the dark room.

"There has been no one here for many years, so you can stay here temporarily. In the morning tomorrow, I will call some people to help you clean up the courtyard."

Lin Xun looked around and saw that although the room was simple, there were beds, tables and chairs, and there was even a desk by the window. There were some books scattered on the desk, all covered with dust.

"Thank you, senior, it's very nice here."

Lin Xun arched his hand.

"You are Welcome."

Xiao Tianren stared at Lin Xun with his old eyes and said, "Young man, I don't care what your origin is and why you live in my Feiyun Village, but since you have now become a member of my Feiyun Village, Naturally, it is not an outsider, and I hope you will not do things that are unworthy of Feiyun Village in the future."

Lin Xun smiled and nodded, and said, "Senior, don't worry."

Xiao Tianren patted Lin Xun on the shoulder and turned to leave.

After confirming that Xiao Tianren had left, Lin Xun carefully placed the old wooden box on his back on the side of the bed, opened the window, and stared blankly at the boundless starry sky in the night.

After a long time, Lin Xun couldn't help stretching for a long time and muttered: "After three months of hard work, I finally let me enter the territory of the Zi Yao Empire... Mr. Lu, if you have a spirit in the sky, please ask me Don't worry, I will live as you wish..."

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy was dressed in coarse linen, with long hair tied behind his head at will, leaning against the window, his thin figure was covered with a faint moonlight, and there was a touch of sadness on his innocent and slightly pale face. It was fleeting, and soon it was calm again.

Outside Feiyun Village, there was a burst of cheers from afar, mixed with exclamations.

Lin Xun listened for a while, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Without further delay, Lin Xun raised his hand to close the window, went to the bed, and with the dim light, once again opened the old wooden box that had accompanied him for more than ten years.

At this moment, Tie Shan was squatting in the spiritual field of his own house, his rough face was full of excitement and ecstasy. God damn it, open your eyes!"

"Old Tie, this is not God's eye opening, but the credit of that little brother!" Someone kindly reminded him.

"right!"

Tie Shan slapped his thigh and shouted, "What did I say before, little brother, he will definitely not lie, but you guys suspect that they are liars.

The nearby villagers were suddenly embarrassed and embarrassed.

How could they have imagined that a frail young man who was only 13 or 14 years old in shabby clothes could cause the moonlight to pour down from the sky and destroy the disaster for the spiritual field?

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