The monk on the right side of the "Golden Monk" seems to have a great opinion, which can be seen from his wide eyes that are about to erupt. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, his anger did not arouse the slightest sense of empathy from others, and it was impossible for them to feel empathy.

It was like a smile flashing in the eyes of the woman in costume; The old man in the robe stroked his beard even more freely (coquettishly), and smiled: even the man in the dragon robe and had the aura of a king (eight) pulled the corners of his mouth; Not to mention the undisguised schadenfreude in the eyes of the other two mysterious men to the left of the man in the imperial robe.

It seems that these gods have not encountered such an interesting thing for a long time, and it is estimated that such an incident will be enough for them to enjoy for a while.

It is said that a long time has passed, but for mortals like Liu Qing, it is only an instantaneous effort, because their thinking (strength) is not on the same level at all (like the distance between heaven and earth).

Zhang Qing was still there to continue his observation, and on the left of the domineering man in the dragon robe was a middle-aged man with a rather wealthy appearance, with a round head and a seventy-two colored robe; Make a mark with both hands, the left hand is empty, and the right hand is empty.

Zhang Qing stared at his hands, curiously glanced at the Dao seal he had formed, but suddenly saw the "infinite state" when "heaven and earth are not formed, chaos is not opened, and all things are not born".

After just staring at it for a moment, he suddenly felt a headache, as if his soul was about to be torn apart. Frightened, he immediately looked away. It wasn't until he stopped staring at the strange Dao Seal that the feeling of soul tearing eased.

Strange to say, it was still painful just now, but after only a short while, all the discomfort disappeared, and if it weren't for the fact that he was still clutching the hair that he had ripped out of the headache just now, he would have thought that it was just an illusion.

And he vaguely felt that the glance just now was definitely not as simple as that dreamlike headache, and he would definitely find great benefits from it in the future.

Although he didn't know what this unprovoked feeling was, he still chose to ignore this premonition gorgeously.

Because he would never look at the miraculous authentic seal made by that rich middle-aged man for such a groundless premonition, because although he didn't feel anything now, his memory told him that he was really in pain just now.

And the hunch also told him that if he looked at the mudra again, although he would gain a lot, but the pain that followed would also increase by several levels, he would never suffer that sin for such a small ethereal gain.

He gave up here, but the rich middle-aged man sighed indistinctly.

Of course, these things are not something that Zhang Qing can detect.

The strange sense of prophecy told him what he had missed, but he wouldn't regret it even if it was all true (well, he can't say it too much, because he doesn't know exactly what he's missing.) ）

Actually, since a sigh of rich middle-aged. Even if he regretted it now, if he looked at that Dao seal again, he wouldn't notice anything, let alone have any headaches.

This is the chance, if you miss it, you miss it, and you won't have the opportunity to regret it.

Zhang Qing, of course, couldn't have noticed these things now, he was still observing the last man, the one standing on the far left of the line.

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