Just because Huangfu Weiyang has the body of "Lei Kui Electric Divine Energy", Han Lin finally walked out of the mountain with her, rested for a night in a small town at the foot of the mountain, got up early the next morning, and rented a carriage. Huangfu
Wei Yang sat in the car, and Han Lin was responsible for driving the car along the road towards Yuelu City.
Driving a cart is no longer unfamiliar to Han Lin, and his driving skills are really good, and can be compared with those of experienced rickshaw drivers for many years.
Listening to the "squeaking" sound of the axle and the "dinging" sound of the bell on the horse's neck, Han Lin couldn't help but recall driving the car in the snow with his sleeping father and Jiang.
The experience of rushing from Lingyue City to Yuelu City with Qing. During those days, Han Lin was a complete loser in front of Han Biao or other Han family children, like a lamb to be slaughtered, and could be used by them anytime and anywhere.
To tease, to ridicule.
But such a loser, at this moment possesses the most unique "Nine Yang Divine Art" in the Xuanxiu world, and has reached the second level of the Destiny Realm. I am afraid that he is the only one in the Han family with such a level of cultivation.
This time when I go home, I must seek justice for everything I lost at that time!
I want to announce to everyone that Han Lin is not a loser, but a genius!
It was only at noon that Han Lin saw several small restaurants on the roadside. Since it was already noon, there were many carriages and horses parked in front of each restaurant, including merchants, knights, and Xuanmen.
Monks and other people of all kinds gathered in these restaurants, and then continued on their way.
Han Lin drove the carriage to the front door of a restaurant. Only the carriages and horses parked in front of this restaurant were slightly less, so there must be empty seats.
"Why did you stop?" Huangfu Weiyang's voice came from inside the carriage.
Han Lin jumped off the carriage and said, "Eat something before we go on our way."
"Hurry!" Huangfu Weiyang's voice was full of coldness and command.
"If you don't want to eat, you can wait in the car." After Han Lin finished speaking, he waved to the waiter waiting next to him and asked him to help him drink the horse. Then he ordered a bowl of beef noodles for himself and started eating.
This small shop has a small facade, but it is very big inside. There are more than a dozen large tables. When Han Lin came in, there were only two empty tables. Han Lin randomly found a table near the door and sat down, waiting for himself.
After a long morning's journey, he was already hungry and his stomach was growling.
At this time, the door was dark, and the waiter called out "Guest," and then there was no more sound. All the diners in the room looked towards the door, and when they saw it, they all stayed there.
Huangfu Weiyang, for these people eating in the restaurant, have they ever seen such a beautiful woman?
The waiter's eyes widened and he had already swallowed three or four mouthfuls of saliva.
Huangfu Weiyang didn't seem to notice the expressions of these people. He went straight to the table where Han Lin was sitting and sat down. The waiter then realized what he was doing and ran up to ask: "Guest, sir, what do you want to order?"
,What?"
"I will eat whatever he eats." Although Huangfu Weiyang has been out of the palace for several months, she has always lived in inns in towns or cities. As for the food, the guards have always helped her take care of it. She can
I had never eaten at a roadside restaurant like this before, and I didn’t know what to eat, so I called it the same as Han Lin.
The waiter shouted at the back of the kitchen at the top of his lungs: "One bowl of beef noodles——"
In the corner, sat two young men in blue clothes. Han Lin knew them. They were members of the family who were all killed by Han Lin for insulting Han Lin at the Qingshi Town Barter. Judging from their age, these two young men were only about the same age.
Around the age of twenty-one or twelve, each person carries a long sword on his back.
Two young men, the one sitting inside has a slightly paler complexion, while the one sitting outside is obviously a year or two younger, with a dark complexion, and veins protruding from his exposed forearm, which shows that he has a high level of external skills.
It should be very high.
Before Huangfu Weiyang came in, the two of them had the loudest voices in the restaurant. They had been bragging loudly about what masters they had defeated, how powerful monsters they had killed, etc. At this moment, Huangfu Weiyang and Han Lin
When they sat at the same table and ordered the same food, the fair-faced man winked at the dark-faced man, and a lewd smile immediately appeared on his face.
The dark-faced man walked up to Huangfu Weiyang with a wine glass, burped, and said intermittently with a mouth full of alcohol: "Little Miss, come, come, come, go to the uncle's table, to the table, the uncle has, there is,
There is something delicious.”
Huangfu Weiyang glanced at him coldly and shouted in a low voice: "Get out!"
"Oh, little, little, Miss has a bad temper, no, not very, uh - good." The black-faced young man continued.
Huangfu Weiyang's face darkened. Her lips moved slightly as if she was saying something, then she flicked her finger at the young man in black, then turned back and stopped talking.
The eyes of the young man in black glazed over for an instant, and then he looked around like a puppet, and finally locked his eyes on the face of the young man in white. At this moment, the wine glass in the hand of the black-faced man
, and instantly hit the white-faced man.
This incident made everyone, including the white-faced man, stunned. Before the white-faced man could react, the black-faced young man immediately jumped up and released his profound energy. Then, the black-faced man's right arm was instantly exuded with dazzling energy.
The blue light then struck the white-faced young man from afar.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the white-faced man jumped away instantly, narrowly avoiding the black-faced man's full blow.
"Old Hei, you damn took the wrong medicine!" The white-faced man slapped the dust off his body and cursed loudly at the black-faced man.
The black-faced man acted as if he hadn't heard anything. Then he crossed his hands, quickly changed the seals, and screamed some words that no one could understand. Look at the expression on the black-faced man's face.
It turned out to be a bit ferocious, his eyes almost popped out, and his hair that was originally neatly combed was now scattered. He looked like he was crazy and targeted the white-faced man.
Apart from these two people, everyone else in the restaurant, except Han Lin and Huangfu Weiyang, all escaped. They all stared at the black-faced man in shock. Just now, he was flirting with the woman in a arrogant manner, but in the blink of an eye, he became like this.
Look, what the hell is going on?
The white-faced man also reacted at this time and immediately released his mysterious energy. His arms turned into sea blue. He stepped forward and got close to the black-faced man. He hugged him tightly and shouted: "Old Hei, Old Hei, wake up."
Wake up, wake up, it’s me, I’m Xiaobai.”
How could the black-faced man listen? Although Xiaobai hugged him tightly, the old black man's face instantly turned red, and then the meridians in his body were exposed one by one.
"boom!"
The old black man's head suddenly exploded like a watermelon at this moment, red blood and white brains stained the little white man's body.
"Mystic Master!" A trembling voice came from outside the restaurant.
Han Lin naturally heard these three words in his ears, and couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart. The woman in front of him was too terrifying. She was so inconspicuous that she even just moved her lips and flicked her fingers, so easily.
Killed a man who had cultivated in the Divine Transformation Realm.
Han Lin has naturally heard of the mystical master.
In the world of Xuanxiu on the Supreme Continent, there are three main things related to Xuanxiu: Xuan Gong, Xuan Technique and Xuan Shu. Xuan Gong belongs to the Xuan Xiu mind method. Different Xuan Gong will produce different effects.
Gong can be roughly divided into wood system, earth system, wind system, thunder system, water system, metal system, etc. According to the different levels of Xuan Gong, it can be divided into five levels: inferior, superior, emperor, heaven and god.
Xuan Technique is a tactical application extended from Xuan Gong. The level of a Xuan Gong practiced by a Xuan Cultivator will directly determine the level of Xuan Technique he possesses.
The final Mysterious Technique is another type of magic that is independent of Mysterious Techniques. This technique is achieved through the practice of Mysterious Techniques, based on the Mysterious Techniques of Mysterious Techniques, and combined with some secret techniques or spells, to achieve its own purpose.
, it is an extremely mysterious and fantastic technique in the world of Xuanxiu.
Hearing the words "Mysterious Master" coming from outside the door, Han Lin couldn't help but glance at Huangfu Weiyang.
The latter, however, looked indifferent and said: "The art of soul control is the introductory mystical art of the mystic master."
The thrilling farce finally came to an end with Huangfu Weiyang's calm words, and this small restaurant obviously could not entertain any more guests in the past few days.
But in the end, Han Lin and Huangfu Weiyang each had a bowl of beef noodles, and then gave the store enough money to renovate the store, and Han Lin continued driving the carriage.
This time, the carriage moved very slowly, because Han Lin's heart was no longer on the carriage, but he kept thinking about Huangfu Weiyang's miraculous magic just now. Although Huangfu Weiyang said it very plainly, and described this kind of
In Han Lin's opinion, the mysterious and mysterious mysticism is
Introductory Kung Fu, but in Han Lin's opinion, if you have this mysterious technique, you will be able to kill people without having to do it yourself. If you encounter someone whose cultivation level is much higher than yourself, you can use the mysterious technique once to kill him.
If you blow yourself up, you won't save a lot of trouble.
"Drive your car and don't just think about good things. The practice of Xuan Shu is a thousand times more difficult than Xuan Gong, and it is not as simple as you think. Although Soul Control is simple, it also requires controlling the target.
Consciousness, and to make himself operate the mysterious power while unconscious, force the blood to flow backwards, impact the brain and kill him with a headshot, there is absolutely no way to achieve it without three to five years of hard work!" Huangfu Weiyang's voice came from inside the car.
passed into Han Lin's ears.
Han Lin was stunned and asked in shock: "How do you know what I am thinking?"
"Spirit sharing, inferior magic." Huangfu Weiyang said calmly.
Now Han Lin immediately asked: "What is spiritual sharing?"
After hearing this, Huangfu Weiyang just smiled and did not answer Han Lin. Of course, Han Lin did not ask again. He would never ask a second time about things that others did not want to talk about.
Suddenly, Han Lin felt the soul world in his mind tremble. Gradually, a living three-dimensional picture appeared in his mind. Some places on this picture he had seen before, and some places he had never seen before.
. Looking around in the soul world, one can clearly see the movement ten miles ahead.
In an instant, Han Lin understood that it was Huangfu Weiyang who used facts to explain to him what spiritual sharing is.
The art of sharing spirit belongs to the inferior mystic art. The mystician uses the soul detection function to detect the situation within a certain range, and then feeds it back to his mind to become an image. Then the mystician uses a spell to detect the image formed by his own soul.
Enter it into the mind of the person who needs to share it, and then the other person can see the same image as yourself.
Four old men in black were riding towards the direction they were heading.
The same black clothes; the same black horse; the same black gold gun; even the eyes have the same fierce look.