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  Chapter 163 Y who once doubted that he was the Chosen One

   "Look at the phone." Gu Zhiqi said, and then sent Y the information that Fei Jiu sent to her phone.

  Y heard this, immediately took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and found that Gu Zhiqi had sent him a file.

  Y immediately clicked on the file and looked, there was detailed information about Xuyinghua on it. Y held the phone and buried his head in looking. The more he looked, the more obvious the shock on his face became.

  Gu Yuluo looked at Y's appearance, and became curious, so he moved to Gu Zhiqi's side, "Send it to me too."

  Gu Zhiqi heard her and glanced sideways at her, "You're not a Taoist disciple, and you can't learn it even if you read it."

  General Xuanmen techniques are very difficult to learn. This mountain technique is the most difficult of the five Xuanmen techniques. If you are not talented, you will not be able to learn it.

  So, when Fat Chiu said just now that the mountain technique in this world had been lost, Gu Zhiqi was not too surprised.

  Even in Shuilanxing, there are very few people who can learn the art of mountains.

   "Curiosity, let's take a look." Gu Yuluo said, and winked at Gu Zhiqi's single eye.

   Gu Zhiqi looked away, passed the document to Gu Yuluo, and then walked to the stone bench under the banyan tree and sat down.

  Gu Yuluo and Y each found a stone bench and sat down.

  Anyway, being idle is idle, Gu Yuluo also looked down at the document that Gu Zhiqi sent her. There were a lot of technical terms about Taoism, and I didn't understand it very well, but I still understood it a little bit.

  In the end, Gu Yuluo could only sum up one sentence, "This illusion technique is amazing, really amazing, really **** amazing."

  Going forward, her impression of Taoism is to look at physiognomy, fortune-telling, drawing talismans, and geomantic omen, and then all of them are powerless. Now, she knows that there are such powerful offensive spells in Taoism.

  This phantom technique is used properly, and it is a very terrifying attack-like mystery technique, which can completely rival high-level ancient martial arts.

   "Master, is this phantom flower in my body good or bad? Also, who planted this..." Y looked at Gu Zhiqi in a daze.

  After reading the document given by Gu Zhiqi, Y only felt that he had opened the door to a new world.

  According to the information he has collected, the records about phantom flowers are all evaluated as flowers of death, flowers that erode the vitality of the human body, but if they are planted, the final result of the host will only be death.

   But after reading the information, he was a little uncertain.

  Because it is said in the data that the phantom flowers are also divided into dark and light.

   There are several types of phantom flowers that are very special and difficult to grow. Among them are lemon smoke, which belongs to the semi-dark and semi-light system.

  The information in the document also stated that if you want to plant lemon fireworks into the human body, the conditions are extremely harsh. The first condition is that non-eighth-level mystics cannot use it.

  Eighth-rank mystical master...

   In this world, is there really a mysterious master of this level?

   You know, the most powerful mystic in his sect is only at the fourth rank this year.

  Not to mention his sect, in the nearly 500 years of history, only 500 years ago, there was an eighth-level mysterious master.

   Since then, there has never been a mysterious master above the fourth rank in the Taoist sect.

  So, could it be that the eighth-rank mystic who appeared five hundred years ago is still alive and planted this flower in his body?

But…

   Yes, but not necessary.

  He is just an ordinary Taoist disciple, how can he get special treatment from such a master.

   Could it be that he is really the chosen one?

   "Can you take a pulse?" While Y was wandering, a lazy voice rang in his ears.

  (end of this chapter)