Chapter 330: Weak youth

I saw this little black toad leaping along a path and rushing into the main hall door!

"Hey, this is a bit interesting, I want to follow up to see what happens!" With a curious thought, he fell to the ground with a slamming noise, took the whole body armor back into his body, and took a big step to follow the main hall door. !!

"Well, where did this little toad go?" Guan crossed the door of the temple and looked for it. He couldn't see the little toad just now.

"Haha, it's really strange, where did the little thing go?" Although he couldn't find it for a while, he wasn't in a hurry. He looked for the little black toad and looked around the furnishings in the main hall. It's pretty neat and tidy here, but it doesn't enshrine any deities, it's like an elegant study! "

Just after taking a few steps, Guan Heng suddenly felt a click under his feet. It turned out that the floor tiles were decaying and rotten on them, and there were a few cracks on them!

"呱呱呱 ——" The shattered floor tiles suddenly startled the small black toad shrunk in the dark corner. It screamed in a hurry, hurried away in the other direction without a head and no brain, Guan Heng's figure was engraved in the mind of Black Toad long ago, it remembered how the other party cut off his tongue, how could he not be in a hurry? The reason for escape?

"Hey, don't run!" Guan Heng followed quickly with a smile: "I'm not trying to kill you, don't be afraid!" Three pursuits and two rushes, Guan Heng's swift and unreliable action blocked Little Black Toad The corner behind the main pillar of the main hall.

"Ha ha, obediently let me seize you!" Guan Hengfu lowered his body to catch his little black toad, and the toad jumped unavoidably to avoid this catch. Who knows that Guan Heng's left hand is a fool, he The right hand stretched out like electricity, and the five fingers closed suddenly caught the little black toad!

"呱呱呱 ——" This little toad kept struggling, shouting timidly, afraid that Guan Heng would squash himself as soon as he tried hard!

"Please, please don't hurt it ..." At this moment Mingzhu walked out and walked alone. This is a young man wearing ancient Chinese costumes. His face was clear, his speech was weak, his physique was even thinner, and it seemed to be blowing lightly. The wind can lay him down on the ground!

"Hey, it's finally out!" Guan Heng smiled slightly with a small toad in his hand: "I have long felt that there are some other people in this hall, ah no, it should be another soul!"

"I think your soul is as thin as paper, I'm afraid it's quite weak?" Guan Heng asked the young people: "Who the **** are you? Why can't you linger in the ruins of this ancient oriental city?"

"And the moment you appeared, my right hand seemed to have a strange response!" Guan Heng flashed out his left arm, and an invisible Cangjie's divine power suddenly wandered around!

"It's the master's breath ?!" The young man in period costume immediately revealed an incredible look: "How, how is this possible? The master him ... has fallen for thousands of years!"

"Master? You mean the power of the Huaxia fairy world-Cangjie, is your master?" Guan Heng's eyes flickered suddenly, with a hint of inquiries in his tone: "Who are you?"

"Since you have the mysterious bones of my master, if you want to come, you can be regarded as the master's" half "heir! I ..." The young man seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, reaching out and holding Mingzhu for a few breaths, then said: "可Can you give it back to me? If it's not by my side, I'm afraid it won't last long ... "

"Oh, it turns out to be so important to you? Here, take it!" Guan Heng took a few steps forward, stuffed the little black toad into the hands of the young man, and said, "It looks like your soul is really too much. Weak, Xiangbi must be beaten to death before he died, and then it took a lot of effort to consolidate the soul, right? "

"Yes, if it wasn't for this condensed soul Mo Chan who was always with me, I would have disappeared in the heavens and earth!" The young man held Mo Chan in his hands, and his spirit seemed a little better, and he said immediately: "You asked me Identity? I am, and the master of the ink painting study, called Qiqiong! "

"Oh, it turns out that you are a powerful waiter in Cangjie!" Guan Heng slightly nodded his head, and suddenly realized: "No wonder my right arm bone responded to your appearance, why did you end up here? What is this ancient city? Where was it built? "

"My master, Cangjie Mighty, lost all of his enemies' light weapons when he and his powerful enemy in the outer space of the universe blew up, and even the soul collapsed most of them!" Qi Yong, a young man, said: "So I fled here alone, and with some superficial techniques I learned from the host, I used some of the Chinese ancestors who were here to worship me as a god, thus creating an ancient city. "

"With the passage of time, the ancestors who believed in me have died, and the ancient city has been deserted!" Qi Yong's pale face revealed a trace of memories of the past: "After these years, my soul has become weaker and weaker, helpless I had to use the owner's relics to continue for some time, so that I can survive forever! "

"The relic of Cangjie's power must be the little black toad?" Guan Heng smiled slightly. "No wonder you are so nervous about it!"

"You're right!" A smile appeared on the pale face of the young man Qiyong, and he lowered his head and stroked the little black toad in the palm of his hand: "This thing was originally called" Ninghun Fragrant Ink ", which was written by my master Cangjie The special ink stick of the text, which has a peculiar effect, can gradually solidify the soul that is about to collapse, barely allowing the holder to keep the soul immortal. "

"In recent years, I have wrapped a piece of my soul around the ink block, so that it becomes conscious into a toad, and I can move freely!" Qi Yong said to Guan Heng: "So it plays in the pool outside the hall. Playing in the water, the more active the condensed soul toad, the more time I can win for myself, because it is responsible for nurturing my soul, but the divine power contained in the fragrant ink spreads around, turning the original small pool into a A black lake! "

"That's the case, this is also a way!" Guan Heng nodded slightly, "Is there any other wonderful use of this condensed fragrance?"

"The ink developed from this grinding can be used to drench the soul with a brush!" Qi Yong said, "In general, the soul of the dead is not easy to condense. The soul can condense for an hour! "

"Furthermore, if a weak soul takes a little ink stick of condensed incense ink, it can permanently maintain the stability of the soul. After a long time of taking the ink to strengthen it, the soul will never disappear!"

"This is really a good thing!" Guan Heng secretly praised, and he asked curiously again: "By Qiyong, since this fragrant ink can keep the soul away, why don't you eat it yourself?"

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