Hula!

Several small stones rolled on the ground again, and were arranged in various strange shapes by Li Xuan in different ways.

In the process.

Tang San watched very seriously, and even the Purple Extreme Demon Pupil was cast, carefully observing Li Xuan's form.

Then he was surprised to find.

The wrinkles on Li Xuan's face were increasing little by little, and the aura on his body became weaker, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

Such a result made Tang San's heart tremble, feeling that this old man might have real ability.

"Okay, it's calculated, this time it's simpler, and the hexagram is obvious."

Li Xuan put away the small stone and looked at Tang San with a smile.

"Grandpa, what martial soul will I awaken?" Tang San said expectantly.

"The martial souls you awaken are double martial souls, one is Blue Silver Grass and the other is a hammer." Li Xuan said lightly.

"Blue Silver Grass? Hammer? Twin martial spirits? Tang San was surprised.

"Yes, but there is something wrong with the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, you go back first, and then come here to find me after you wake up, and then I will regain my vitality, and I can count another hexagram."

Li Xuan waved his hand and motioned for Tang San to leave.

"But..."

Tang San wanted to continue asking, but seeing Li Xuan's increasingly old face, Tang San opened his mouth, and finally couldn't ask.

"Then thank you, old man, if I awaken these two martial spirits, I, Tang San, will definitely worship you as a teacher." Tang San bowed respectfully.

"Go ahead."

"Okay."

Tang San carried the firewood on his back and left, looking back at Li Xuan who was sitting cross-legged on the bluestone as he walked.

He felt that this old man was so mysterious, but when he thought that the old man said that he was a woman, his face turned a little pale.

Taking a deep breath, Tang San didn't think much about it anymore and walked quickly into the distance.

But.

Tang Hao, who was secretly observing, did not leave, but squinted and watched Tang San walk away.

Tang Hao also heard what he said just now, but he didn't know what Tang Sect was, so Tang Hao didn't take it seriously.

But Tang Hao saw the change in the old man's face, and said that Tang San's awakened two martial spirits made Tang Hao a little surprised.

But.

Tang Hao had never heard of what a fortune arithmetic was, so he wondered if this old man had some conspiracy and tricks, and whether he was a liar sent by the Martial Spirit Palace.

Therefore he continued to observe in secret, and continued to investigate the details of this old man.

Burst!

Blood sprayed.

The old man on the bluestone suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face quickly turned old, and his breath was even weaker to the extreme.

Such a sudden change made Tang Hao's eyes froze.

Because with his Title Douluo's perception, it was easy to find that this old man had reached the brink of running out of oil and could die at any time.

Such a person is more like looking for a successor before he dies than a deception.

'Could it be that this old man really wants to accept Xiao San as a disciple? Tang Hao thought in his heart, and he was also a little worried.

Because the old man's state is very bad, and the breath is like a candle in the wind, which can be extinguished at any time, and may die at any time.

This was the result of his easy judgment as a Title Douluo, which also made Tang Hao even more suspicious, feeling that the other party was not like a liar.

And in case this old man has real skills, he really wants to accept Tang San.

Then if the old man died suddenly, wouldn't it make Tang San lose a good opportunity to learn the true skill?

So Tang Hao was entangled, thinking about whether to go over and check on the other party's situation.

But he was worried that the other party was a liar, so he thought about it and decided to continue to observe secretly.

Time was spent in observation, and soon night fell.

Tang Hao was surprised to find that the old man had been sitting cross-legged on the bluestone with his eyes closed, like dead wood, motionless.

He didn't even eat anything, he didn't even move, he was like an ascetic.

With my ability to conceal, he would never have discovered me, and this man could sit for so long, and there was a good chance that he was a person of real ability. ’

Tang Hao muttered secretly, considering that Tang San was still waiting at home, he quietly left this place and quickly returned to the Holy Soul Village.

On top of the bluestone.

Li Xuan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Tang Hao from God's perspective with a smile.

"It is worthy of being a Titled Douluo, and I am really cautious enough, fortunately, I have a God's perspective, and the Transfiguration Technique constantly adjusts my breath and face, even if you are a Titled Douluo, I will still fool you."

Li Xuan muttered, drank a bunch of emotional water, and then resumed his sitting posture again.

With his physique and various passive abilities, it is no problem to sit cross-legged for a day, even for several days.

And he found that sitting cross-legged was indeed helpful for his spiritual practice, so he began to practice penance in such cross-legged ways.

Time passed little by little, and soon it was early in the morning.

Tang Hao's figure flickered again, and when he looked carefully from a distance, he found that Li Xuan was still sitting cross-legged, which made Tang Hao believe more and more that this person was a real ascetic.

Then he dodged away, but he came almost every hour, silently observing.

It wasn't until dawn that Tang Hao stopped acting, but lay on the bed thinking about what to do.

The entrance to the Holy Soul Village.

The old village chief walked around the entrance of the village, anxiously waiting for Su Yuntao's arrival.

"Why haven't you come yet, it's been delayed for seven days, and it stands to reason that it shouldn't have been delayed for so long."

The old village chief muttered, very worried that Su Yuntao would not come to awaken the children, after all, there was still Tang San in the village, and this was the child he liked the most.

"Huh? Someone's coming, huh? How is it a beggar? ”

When the old village chief saw someone in the distance, he thought it was Su Yuntao, but when he looked at it, it turned out to be a dirty beggar.

And it's a beggar with scars on his face and can't see clearly.

The key beggar was still walking slowly on crutches, and he didn't seem to have much strength, as if he hadn't eaten for several days.

"Alas, I thought Su Yuntao was here, but it turned out to be a beggar, really."

The old village chief complained and continued to look into the distance and wait.

Soon after.

The beggar walked over tremblingly with a cane, and said in a weak voice: "I am Su..."

"You're here to ask for food, go to the village to ask for it, everyone will give it to you, I'm waiting for someone, don't bother me yet." The old village chief interrupted the other party and continued to look into the distance.

"I'm a vegetarian..."

"Are you a vegetarian? It's all right, you can eat whatever you want, go to the village. The old village chief was helpless, feeling that this beggar had a lot of things, and he was actually a vegetarian.

"I said, I'm a vegetarian.."

"Jealous? Do you want to put more vinegar? It's okay, just say it to everyone, everyone has a good heart and won't refuse you. The old village chief looked into the distance.

"I'm a deacon..."

"You're going to do something? Planning to work in the village? The young man is self-motivated, not bad, when I am done, I will arrange a job for you, there is still a shortage of dung pickers in the village, are you willing? ”

"Pick up dung?"

When Su Yuntao heard this, he was about to cry, he endured the pain in his body, weakly took out the brand of the Martial Spirit Hall from his pocket, and threw it directly.

"It's this!!"

The old village chief's pupils shrank when he saw the sign, and then said loudly.

"Okay, you bald beggar, you dare to steal tokens, do you know how serious the consequences are! You're finished. ”

"Bald beggar?"

Su Yuntao thought of the polished hair on the back of his head, and he didn't know where the strength came from, and yelled.

"I'm Su Yuntao, a bald beggar with a fart!!"