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Chapter 512 'The Epidemiology of Language'

The sea area east of the Magic City.

A huge array bathed in starlight is located above the sea, filled with the power of mysterious formations. In the center of the array, there is a beam of light several miles wide rising from the bottom up to the sky.

Here is the starry sky teleportation array where Lu Chuan and other secret realm trialists had briefly stayed before.

Long Shuai Ao Lin and the three Yuanshen realm masters of the Qin family took out the tables and chairs prepared in advance from their storage bags and sat on the edge of the starry sky teleportation array. While drinking tea, they looked at the projection array in front of them.

Leisurely and contented.

However, at this time, the three brothers of the Qin family had different thoughts in their hearts.

Among the three brothers, Qin Bao is the youngest and looks to be only in his twenties. At this time, he is transmitting a message to the older Qin He and the leader Qin Ling:

"Brother, we have been talking for so long and hinted so many times. Why is Ao Lin so indifferent?"

"If Ao Lin is not willing to make friends with us, how will our follow-up plan proceed?"

"Although arrangements have been made within the secret realm, things outside the secret realm also need to be resolved, otherwise it will cause trouble and end badly."

Qin He didn't speak. He turned his eyes slightly to the side and looked at Qin Ling. It was obvious that he was also curious.

Qin Ling looked at the projection array in front of him with an expressionless face, but at the same time, a rather proud voice sounded in the ears of Qin Bao and Qin He:

"Qin Bao, although you are talented, it is very difficult for you to reach the realm of Yuanshen in your forties, but because you have been practicing in the family for a long time, you are not very good at these social things."

"This is also the purpose why the elder asked me to take you with me this time."

"In my opinion, there are two reasons why Ao Lin doesn't respond to you."

"First of all, it's because Ao Lin is still young. He is only over fifty years old. Even for our human race, he is very young when he has cultivated to the Yuanshen realm at this age. But because of this, he has been in trouble in this life.

The proportion of time spent in cultivation may be greater than yours."

"So, he's not very good at socializing. Just now you showed your kindness to him, but he didn't quite understand."

"The second reason is because, third brother, your technique of showing kindness is a bit immature and needs to be improved."

"Brother, please teach me how to flatter someone?" Qin Bao asked.

Qin Ling was startled, and the corners of his eyes twitched: "How can you say it's flattering? Communication between people is a science."

"This is called the art of speaking."

"My Qin family is in charge of the trade with the Dragon Clan. The Sea Dragon Clan is so powerful. If we don't learn how to speak, how can we get more benefits from the Sea Dragon Clan if we don't learn the art of talking."

He educated him earnestly: "Your attitude needs to be correct."

And during the conversation between the three people,

boom!

Suddenly there was a loud noise coming from a distance,

Everyone looked up and looked into the distance at the same time, only to see a powerful brown spiritual storm in the distance, moving towards them quickly, and in the middle of the brown spiritual storm, there was a huge dragon head faintly emerging.

Huhuhu——

A spiritual storm descended in front of the four of them, transforming into an old man with a white beard wearing a dark brown robe.

The old man's complexion was dull, his face was deeply wrinkled, and he looked calm and intimidating.

The moment they saw the old man, the four of them immediately stood up and greeted him.

Ao Lin saluted and said: "Senior Bashan, you are finally here. The secret realm has been open for nearly two hours, and the projection array is about to be closed."

And introduced to the three people of the Qin family: "Three of you, this is Senior Longhou Bashan of the Qiu Long lineage. He is mainly responsible for this secret realm."

"Senior Bashan, these three are Qin Ling, Qin He, and Qin Bao from the Qin family."

"Senior!" The Qin family immediately saluted respectfully.

"Um……"

Bashan's voice was low, and he nodded to the four people, then sat directly on the seat facing the projection array and began to watch the images in the secret realm.

The atmosphere suddenly became serious.

Whether it is seniority, seniority or cultivation, Bashan is a bit higher than the three brothers of the Qin family and Ao Lin, which makes the four of them a little cautious at this time.

At this time, Qin Bao curiously sent a message to Qin Ling and asked: "Brother, in this situation, do we still need to flatter him?"

Qin Ling's eyes twitched: "Of course! The elder has assigned us the task. Although someone in the secret realm has already completed it, we must also inform the Dragon Marquis."

Qin Bao sent a message and asked: "Brother, what do you mean...we will stop flattering Aolin and switch to Bashan?"

Qin Ling did not respond to Qin Bao's question, but solemnly said: "Qin Bao, please listen carefully."

"Yeah!" Qin Bao responded honestly and listened carefully.

"If you want to close the relationship with a strong man from the Sea Dragon Clan, first, you must start from the aspects that he is interested in."

"Second, consider the current situation."

"Now Bashan and Ao Lin are both watching the secret realm of the ancient battlefield. They belong to the Qiulong lineage and the Yinglong lineage. There is a competitive relationship between the two lines. For a strong man like Bashan with a high seniority, they are quite concerned.

The blood system has a sense of honor, so we have to start with the blood system of the current secret realm of the ancient battlefield, do you understand?"

"clear."

"Just watch. The following speaking skills are enough for you to learn for three or four years." Qin Ling said a word to Qin Bao and stopped transmitting.

"call--"

He took a deep breath, separated his thoughts from the sound transmission and the projection formation in front of him, looked at Bashan aside with a smile, and said: "Senior Bashan."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Bashan heard this and looked over with his old face.

Qin Bao and Qin He looked at Qin Ling nervously, and Ao Lin also looked over with some confusion.

Qin Ling was calm and composed, and said the lines he had prepared for a long time: "Senior Bashan, the secret realm of the ancient battlefield has already started for two hours. It is a pity that you only come now."

"In the past two hours, I have carefully watched the preparation performance of the talented people of the Qiu Long lineage. I have to say that the performance of the talented people of the Qiu Long lineage is really outstanding. In a short period of time, they have shown far-reaching results.

An advantage over your opponents.”

"I believe that in the future, the geniuses of the Horned Dragon lineage, especially the geniuses of the Horned Dragon lineage in large secret areas, will definitely perform very well..."

But he hasn’t finished speaking yet,

Buzz——

The light pillar above the starry sky teleportation array suddenly trembled, and the power of space emerged.

Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop...

A series of crisp sounds of bodies touching the formation sounded one after another, and more than thirty figures fell from the space formation above, hitting the five strong men below.

"Ouch~~It hurts~~"

"Hiss - why did he fall down so straight~~ I thought there would be protection from the power of space..."

"Get up! You're riding on my head!"

"Ah! I said the bottom of my butt is so hard!"

"..."

These thirty people looked panicked and frightened. One of the two leaders was wearing a yellow robe and the other was wearing a brown robe.

The most eye-catching thing is naturally the more than thirty pairs of horns on their heads, which are much shorter than those of Yinglong.

They were the thirty or so horned dragons that Lu Chuan had just eliminated with one blow.

The air seemed still.

Qin Ling was halfway through her flattering words when she froze on the spot: "..."

Qin He and Qin Bao looked at the more than thirty horned dragons and Qin Ling on the ground with stunned expressions: "..."

When Bashan heard Qin Ling's flattery, the smile that had just risen on his face froze. It was neither a smile nor a smile. He could only look at the more than thirty horned dragons lying on the ground in front of him in embarrassment: "..."

Ao Lin felt that it was funny, touched his nose, coughed, and asked: "How come you guys were thrown out as soon as you entered the secret realm?"

"What a shame!" As soon as these words came out, the dull atmosphere was broken. Bashan shook his sleeves and snorted coldly.

Seeing that the opportunity to make amends had come, Qin Ling hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him: "Senior Bashan, please calm down. It was just a small mistake. This Qiu Long Tianjiao team may have encountered some trouble."

"There will definitely not be another horned dragon genius who will be eliminated so quickly."

As soon as this statement came out,

Buzz!!

The light pillar above the starry sky teleportation array shook violently again, and the power of space surged.

then,

Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop...

More than a dozen figures fell to the ground one after another.

Still all horned dragons...

"..."

The air seemed to condense.

Bashan's face was as gloomy as a rag, while Ao Lin, Qin He and Qin Bao looked at Qin Ling like gods.

Is this... the plague of language?


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