Qin Weiping's engineering team also did a lot of work, and also had knowledge, after seeing this thing, they didn't destroy it, and they didn't even dare to move it, they just took it out and kept it very completely.

"This is the Soul Shrine!"

A middle-aged mage with a plain body spoke. This thing is strange to ordinary people, but to mages. But it's all too common.

He stared at the talisman on it, and read it out of his mouth: "Pardon the landmine and what a real person seal!" ”

The words on the talisman are no longer legible.

Jiang Xiu also approached curiously, he was dressed in a roadside stall, coupled with the appearance of a young man, he was very conspicuous among a group of silver-haired, white-haired, and ethereal mages.

One of them frowned: "Donald Si is stupid, find such a stinky hairy boy to identify ancient magic weapons." ”

The voice was not light, not to mention Jiang Xiu, Tang Zhenshan in the distance heard it.

Tang Zhenshan was very embarrassed.

"Don't be unreasonable!"

There was an old man sitting in the distance like a fairy, his eyes had been closed, Jiang Xiu had not opened his eyes since he came in, and he looked very tall. "Don't be surprised, Old Man Tang, my apprentice has no words."

The person who spoke seemed extraordinary, and Tang Zhenshan replied cautiously: "Master Oolong is polite. ”

And Tang Wenchong explained softly to Jiang Xiu: "This is a well-known mage in Jiangnan, an oolong mage, and even the provincial bigwigs are respectful when they see it." ”

After careful identification, several mages gathered in front of the soul shrine looked embarrassed, and finally said helplessly: "I wait for the low mana, I can only see that this soul shrine is strange but I don't know where the weirdness is, and I ask the oolong master for guidance." ”

"However, today's full moon is cloudy, and this soul shrine can't be filled with moonlight, so it's better to cover it with a red cloth."

When the service staff heard this, they immediately took out a red cloth and covered the soul shrine.

"You are lowly and shallow, you can see that this soul shrine is strange, and you also know that using a red cloth to shade is already a precious thing." As soon as the oolong master spoke, his tone was terrifying, and some of the mages present looked ugly and lowered their heads in shame.

Only two of them were at the far end.

Tang Wenchong introduced Jiang Xiu and said, "The one with white hair, a young face, straw sandals under his feet, and a gourd hanging from his waist is Master Nankui!" ”

"Known as the first ** division in Southern Guangdong."

Tang Wenchong pointed to the middle-aged man who was wearing a black robe at the far end, looking refreshing and capable, but domineering, and said, "That is Mao Fang from Lingnan." There is a very loud nickname called Little National Teacher! ”

"These three are known as the Three Friends of the South."

I saw the oolong mage come to the soul shrine.

"Hmm!"

The oolong mage stomped his feet suddenly, the sword fingers in his hand knotted, and the two fingers turned red, flashing and flashing, and then pointed towards the soul shrine, the soul shrine covered by the red cloth actually buzzed and vibrate, and there was something in the soul shrine that was stimulated and moving.

The soul shrine emitted a bright light, and the entire inner courtyard suddenly became cold, as if the temperature had dropped by five or six degrees all of a sudden, and it felt like walking into a shopping mall from the road in the middle of summer.

"This"

All the mages, their eyes widened in shock. Looking at the buzzing and vibrating soul shrine, I felt inexplicable fear, and my hairs stood upside down.

Tang Wenchong, a person who didn't understand the law, was even more stunned at this time.

"What's inside?"

Give them the feeling that there is something in the soul shrine and it is still alive, but this soul shrine has been buried in the ground for hundreds of years, what can still live?

The oolong mage smiled faintly, an inexplicable sneer flashed in his eyes, and as soon as he closed his sword fingers, the soul shrine buzzed and shook twice, and then it became quiet.

The surrounding airflow has returned to normal.

The man who ridiculed Jiang Xiu just now said, "Did you see it?" You know what a real mage is. ”

Those present could not recover from the shock for a long time.

The oolong mage is a few mages in the south of the Yangtze River is really not blown, people have real skills, Jiang Xiu's eyes swept away, the oolong mage does have a spell in his body, according to the level of the Xianwu Continent, he is probably a member of the Qi training period, in the Xianwu Continent, it is the initial stage of children's cultivation, but in the earth, it is definitely a top mage.

"Oolong mage supernatural powers. Let the old decay open his eyes! "Old Man Tang Zhenshan bowed deeply to the Oolong Mage, from this point of view, Old Man Tang is still very in awe of the strong." He is worthy of being the first mage in Jiangnan! ”

The Oolong mage shook his head and said, "Don't dare, there are still two and a half stronger than me in Jiangnan." ”

"Oh. Which two and a half? ”

Tang Zhenshan was very curious, he was not a person in the magic circle, but he was very interested in this industry, so he also had a lot of contacts with this industry.

Since ancient times, martial arts have not been separated!

"The first one, naturally, is the one from Dongzhou, Liu Dewen, Liu Operator."

Hearing this name, all the mages present were moved, and even Old Man Tang's face changed. Liu Dewen is a family of Fa Chuan, the ancestors once helped people to lay down the country, and he himself has the ability to predict ghosts and gods, and is listed as one of the top ten teachers in China.

"The second. The white beard in the mountains of Tao Yuan. ”

Hearing this name, those present also nodded. Whitebeard is also a number of strong mages, but he has lived in seclusion in the mountains for many years, and does not show up often, this person has participated in the Anti-Japanese War, and can accurately calculate the position of the enemy command and even the enemy commander, so that the artillery fire will be killed in one fell swoop, but there is a message that this person has done the ancient.

A mage next to him asked, "What about half of it?" ”

The Oolong mage said, "This is the remaining half."

"This is just heard that Qin Weiping, the boss of Wanji, said that the supernatural events of the Wanji Guangcheng project continued, and he once went to a mage, it is said that this mage used the paper horse dragon king temple as a medium to associate with the real dragon king temple, and burned the paper horse dragon king temple to drive the dragon king to rain a heavy rain in the entire river city. It's really shocking to cry ghosts and gods, and I'm far worse than asking myself, this person's Dharma is called falling, falling master. ”

Even Master Nankui, who was very indifferent, was very shocked when he heard about it.

Wow!

The mages present were in an uproar.

One of the mages said, "Isn't this the same as the legendary Shikijin technique?" ”

The Oolong Mage's face was unprecedentedly solemn and said, "Indeed! ”

Tang Zhenshan didn't know what to say: "Since that's the case." Why did the Oolong Mage only say that it was half? ”

Master Oolong said, "Because I didn't see it with my own eyes, it was just hearsay, if I saw it with my own eyes, if everything was true, this fallen master would be a hundred times stronger than me." ”

"Makes sense!"

Tang Zhenshan nodded in agreement.

"Hey, by the way, what about Mr. Qin?"

After talking for a long time, Qin Weiping, the real owner of this matter, was not there, and a person next to him said: "Old man, Mr. Qin answered a phone call just now, and it seemed that Bai Feng and Bai Dashao called and hurriedly went out." ”

Tang Zhenshan nodded, it must have been because of Bai Feng's beating by Jiang Xiu.

And the latter actually went to the table in the distance, took some food for himself, and ate it. The cultivation is in the development period, and the stomach is hungry fast, and I was already hungry just now. After coming in, there was no banquet, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked to the side and ate, and he was not interested in what those people said.

Jiang Xiu has been crisscrossing the Xianwu Continent for more than 3,000 years, what kind of scene, what kind of person. What kind of thing has not been encountered, how can you be interested in Oolong's clumsy performance.

The Oolong Mage's gaze fell on the yellow talisman that Tang Zhenshan was still holding in his hand, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he said excitedly: "Old man, can you lend me this talisman to see." ”

Tang Zhenshan naturally had no reason to refuse.

The Oolong mage took the yellow talisman in his hand, looked at it carefully, and the other mage Nankui and the little national master also came over, staring at the yellow talisman in his hand, the three of them exchanged a look with each other, and they all nodded, and greed flashed in their eyes.

If they are not mistaken, this yellow talisman is a remnant soul return talisman, which is a rare treasure for them.

"Old man, where did you get this yellow talisman from?"

Tang Zhenshan said: "What's the matter? ”

Master Oolong said, "It's not a secret, this talisman is called the Remnant Soul Returning Talisman, which I lost a few days ago. ”

Of course, with his eyesight, he could see that this was given to Tang Zhenshan for funeral purposes, so as not to be a disabled child in the next life, but they would never have thought that this was painted by Jiang Xiu himself, first of all, the rune paper was very old, a hundred years old, and they estimated that it should have been obtained from somewhere.