I Really Don’t Know How To Practice

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"Master, change your clothes." Yingying fetched an exquisite robe and put it on for Han Xu.

Qing'er usually does these trivial things. Han Xu smiled happily. He found that since yesterday, Yingying's attitude towards him has taken a 180-degree turn.

It seems that they are getting closer and more gentle.

Qing'er stood by the window sill, smiling happily.

After dressing up, Han Xu set off with Qing'er and Yingying, and Wei Kuang was already waiting outside.

Han Xu glanced at Wei Kuang, who was dressed sloppily, and expressed his dislike for him with his eyes.

Wei Kuang looked at Han Xu, then at himself, and then at Qing'er and Yingying behind Han Xu, thinking that both were sons of Wang with different surnames, why the gap was so big.

"Single dog, stay away from me." Han Xu joked, and made a contemptuous expression, which caused tons of damage to Wei Kuang's heart.

"Han Xu, you should be more careful today. I heard that several masters have come, and they seem to be here for you."

"It's okay, isn't it because of you? Your territory is up to you. With you here, what am I afraid of?"

"That's true." Wei Kuang clenched his fists, and felt that Han Xu's obvious irony was very useful, because in his opinion, Han Xu finally understood his position in the southern border.

On the top of the mountain, there is a huge altar, which is engraved with mysterious and complex totems, releasing ancient power.

Around the altar, there are eight stone pillars according to the directions of the gossip. The top of the stone pillars burns with flames. I don't know what kind of fuel it is.

As soon as Han Xu arrived, he found that several divine senses had landed on him.

He walked to Changde's side and said, "Three offerings."

"You are really hiding something." Chang De said, wondering if he was mocking Han Xu.

Along the way, he, an extraordinary expert, failed to see through Han Xu's strength, which even he himself finds it inconceivable.

"I didn't expect the two masters to be interested in this calculation." Han Xu turned around and said to Ku Hui and Ku Zhi.

"That's good, that poor monk was only looking for someone, but I didn't expect Master Han to be here." Ku Hui said.

But Ku Zhi said: "Han Shizhu, the poor monk thinks that you have killed too much."

"Master Kuzhi is too lenient." Han Xu said coldly.

"The monks are merciful, and the poor monk really does not want to see innocent lives ruined at the hands of the benefactor"

"It's ridiculous. I, Han Xu, have a clear conscience. If people don't offend me, I won't offend them. If they didn't want to kill me, how could they die at my hands?"

"Donor, this is a fallacy."

"Then what does the master think?"

"Naturally, it is a super-salvation benefactor." Ku Zhi opened his eyes wide and angry, and looked at Han Xu. In Han Xu's mind, there seemed to be a vajra image that subdues demons and demons.

At this time, a majestic breath descended.

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"The king of Wei is here!"

I saw King Wei appearing on the other side of the altar wearing a Suzaku armor, but in the blink of an eye, he came to Han Xu and blocked Kuzhi's gaze.

"The high-ranking monks in the Xuankong Temple are poor, but they only know how to embarrass the juniors?" Wei Wang said in a loud voice.

"The poor monk is suffering from wisdom, and he has met His Royal Highness the King of Wei."

"Han Xu is my nephew of Wei Zhan. Anyone who dares to bully him will have trouble with me."

King Wei's voice came to everyone's ears clearly, which surprised everyone. When did Han Xu and King Wei become so close?

"Amitabha!" Kuzhi retreated to Kuhui's side, but there was nothing.

With King Wei protecting him, what else can he do to Han Xu.

As one of the four kings with different surnames, King Wei's illustrious reputation was forged with the blood of countless strong men, so he wondered if he was sure that he could get benefits from him.

What's more, this is the southern border, the base camp of King Wei.

"Uncle Wei, you are here too."

"It's rare to see the Sorcerer God Sect in a hundred years, so I naturally want to come and have a look, let's go, let's go and sit."

"Uncle Wei, let's go, I'll go over there." After Han Xu finished, he saluted King Wei and walked to the other side.

"General Yan, how is your journey?" Han Xu came to Yan Si and asked him.

Yan Si came alone, and the rest of the troops were arranged at the foot of the mountain.

Yan Si looked at Han Xu with complicated eyes. He thought that Han Xu was just a dandy, but along the way, he also heard about what happened to Han Xu on the way. Only then did he realize that with his meager strength, It's not enough to look at in front of Han Xu.

"General Han, Yan Si saw you before."

"General Yan doesn't have to be like this, I just had better luck." Han Xu said, "Today, you and I will watch it here, and return to His Majesty when we go back."

"Okay!" Yan Si still doesn't know what the purpose of coming to the southern border this time is. He also inquired about many things about the Witch God Sect on the way. Come to find out.

Shengzi, Tang Yan, and Ling Ran also arrived one after another. Shengzi directly joined the mane dog and stood with the two monks of Xuankong Temple.

Naturally, elders from the Tang Sect also came, but it wasn't Tang Liang who came, but another skinny old man. There was nothing in his body that could make people feel threatened, but Han Xu found that he was just standing there, There is an illusion of invulnerability.

This person must be a top killer, and he must be one of Yan Luo of the Tang Sect.

The one who came from Baituo Mountain was an old woman with a snake-headed stick. Her face was pitted and looked a little disgusting.

Other than that, there was no one else on the top of the mountain.

Although this time it attracted the attention of many forces~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and countless believers from the southern border came to pilgrimage, but not everyone is qualified to stand by the altar and watch.

The rest of the people were all safe...

They were outside the large formation at the foot of the mountain, but the Sorcerer God Sect specially used the technique of teleportation, and even at the foot of the mountain, they could still see the scene of calculation.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After the bell rang nine times in a row, the high priest walked towards the altar accompanied by Yang Xiu. His trembling appearance looked like an old man who was about to die.

He looked at everyone present, especially the king of Wei, and said: "Everyone has come from a long way, and if the Witch God Sect's hospitality is not good, I still look at Haihan."

"The high priest is polite. Now I can tell everyone why you decided to open the altar." It was the old woman from Baituo Mountain who was talking.

The others also looked at the high priest. Obviously, everyone was equally curious about this question. According to the calculation, it would cost a lot, but the result obtained through the calculation is indeed 100% accurate, and there is no possibility of error.

Prior to this, the Witch God Cult had never revealed to the outside world the reason for the calculation, so there were various rumors in the arena.

"Up to now, there is nothing to hide from everyone." The high priest said, "The old man decided to do the calculation because a few days ago, through the great prophecy technique, he saw that the luck of the Great Wu Dynasty had changed, and a person who should be robbed It will appear and bring endless wars and disasters to the Great Wu Dynasty."

"The old man's ability is limited, and he can't see who the person who should be robbed is. Therefore, he wants to use calculations to find him, so as to avoid the catastrophe and prevent the people from falling into dire straits."

The high priest suddenly looked at the young people present, and said, "Although the old man can't see his appearance, what is certain is that he is very young."