Qin Hao quickly stepped forward, picked up the disciple, and handed him a pill, with an apologetic expression, "Senior brother, I'm really sorry for causing you trouble." ”

"Waste. ”

The disciple spat out a mouthful of blood, slapped Qin Hao's hand with a "snap", glared at him fiercely, turned around and ran out of the hall.

Qin Hao was stunned, his brain exploded, he had been unable to cultivate for many years, he had already lowered himself to the dust with his habit of exchanging a pure land.

Even if he can cultivate, he also pursues the principle of not doing anything if he can, and even if he encounters something, he must solve it in the most sleek way.

But at this time, he finally understood that it was not possible to lower his voice everywhere, follow the wishes of others, and lower himself to the dust to solve the problem.

I am the king of heaven and earth, the ruler of all things, so why should I be down to the dust!

A majestic domineering spirit rose from the bottom of his heart, broke through the spiritual platform, and spiraled upward, in Qin Hao's eyes, the trace of humility that had appeared for a long time due to obedience disappeared

"Hmph, scourge, will give us trouble. ”

At this moment, a cold snort suddenly sounded behind Qin Hao, he looked up, the owner of the voice was an old man, with gray hair and gloomy eyes, and his gaze at Qin Hao was full of deep disgust.

Qin Hao glanced at him, put away the ruthlessness in his eyes, and said with a smile: "What the three elders have taught is that the disciple knows that he is wrong, and the disciple will never cause trouble in the future." ”

He said respectfully to Qin Lin: "Patriarch, I still have something to do, if there is nothing to do here, I will leave first." ”

With that, he walked out of the chamber without a bowshit.

Out of the conference hall, Qin Hao looked around, and when he saw that there was no one around, he spread his legs and ran.

Until now, the phrase had been ringing in his head: 'If you don't want to die, remove the spirit pattern.' ’

That voice didn't come from Qin Lin, let alone Wang Xiang, and it came from his body!

Who is in him?

There is no doubt that this is what the phantom said, why does he know that I am using a spirit pattern? What else does he know?

Thinking of this, Qin Hao couldn't help but speed up his pace, and his body turned into an afterimage.

Seeing Qin Hao leaving, Qin Cangyue snorted lightly, "Patriarch, this evil obstacle can't be cultivated, and he still causes trouble everywhere, if this continues, our Qin family will be brought down by him sooner or later." ”

As soon as Qin Cangyue's words came out, several elders immediately chimed in.

"I see, it's okay to expel him as soon as possible, it's useless to stay in the Qin family anyway, and it's all about causing trouble. ”

"It's just that we are worried when he looks at the Qin family, and he is not comfortable. ”

"Our Qin family is already on a downhill path, how can there be any resources for him to cultivate. ”

Qin Lin looked at the door, sighed slightly, got up and walked outside, "Elders don't want to mention it again, no matter how decaying the Qin family is, no matter how it declines, I don't believe that even a doll in her teens can't accommodate it." ”

"Uh...... It's okay to stay here," a faint glimmer of light flashed in Qin Cangyue's eyes, "But Patriarch, you see, he is not very talented, he has only just started cultivating after such a long time, and he will definitely be a general person in the future, so I suggest that why not give up his quota for entering the Pulp Washing and Transformation Pool and give it to other talented disciples." ”

Qin Lin paused, and a slight coldness rose in his faint tone, "Third Elder, don't miss the overall situation for your own selfish desires, I said it, don't mention this matter again." ”

Qin Cangyue also hid his obedience, and said indifferently: "If you say no, you can't, what if the other elders agree?"

"You!"

Qin Lin suddenly turned around.

......

ran out of Qin's house and ran to a mountain, Qin Hao stopped, and after taking a few breaths, he said, "Hey, come out, there's no one here." ”

A puff of smoke floated up, and a phantom appeared in front of Qin Hao, his hands staring straight at Qin Hao, his brows furrowed.

Qin Hao stared at the phantom and didn't say anything, but his face was not good, and there was a white light flickering on the tips of his fingers.

The two kept looking at each other like this, and after a while, the phantom spoke faintly:

"Gods and ghosts avoid, people and animals drive, the great evil of the ancients, little doll, where does the spirit pattern in your hand come from?"

"Boom!"

It was like a sledgehammer smashing Qin Hao's body, Qin Hao's heart was shocked, and the white light in his hand quietly dissipated.

"How do you know this is a spirit pattern?" Qin Hao looked at the phantom and said coldly.

"Answer me!Where did you come from!" The phantom's tone intensified, even revealing a chill.

"I made it myself. Qin Hao thought for a moment before speaking.

The Phantom further asked, "Okay, since you refined it yourself, then you are a spirit pattern master, right, do you know what kind of identity the spirit pattern master is in this world?"

"Who are you?" Qin Hao's eyes flashed with a hint of vigilance, and his mind recalled the magic seal of the contract made by the phantom that day, if there was really anything wrong with the phantom, he was also prepared.

"Say!"

The phantom suddenly shouted, and the word fell, like a Buddha bell on the top of the mountain, and the aftersound spread thousands of miles.

He looked at Qin Hao, his eyes were cloudy, with a hint of majesty, and in an instant, Qin Hao only felt an incomparable coercion towards him

Pounce.

Qin Hao's body trembled, and he didn't react for a while, but fortunately, the coercion disappeared after only appearing for a moment, but at this moment, Qin Hao actually felt a strong sense of suffocation.

It feels like looking up at the starry sky, with an unbounded canopy in front of you, and you are as small as a star in the bright Milky Way, making people instinctively unable to resist.

Why did he know so much? What is the identity of this phantom? Just the breath that exudes can make him feel suffocated, so how strong was he when he was alive?!

Qin Hao swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and said: "Spirit Pattern Master, the sinner of the country, the Spirit Pattern Master, the Nine Clans, the soul sacrifices to the sky, and anyone who uses the Spirit Pattern will be punished with capital punishment if the flesh and blood are lit with flesh and blood." ”

"Sinners of the kingdom......" The phantom sighed, looked up at the sky, the domineering in his eyes faded, and was replaced by a desolation, and his thoughts were melodious, as if he had suddenly returned to hundreds of years ago:

There are countless professions in this world, instrumentaries, poisoners, and alchemists..... Each profession represents a different status

And the Spirit Pattern Master is the most noble of these professions, and it is also a talent that countless royal families have to compete for, and some inheritance of the old sects have to stammer.

As long as I heard that there was a spirit pattern master in that place, everyone flocked to it, and they all wanted to meet each other so that they could get into a relationship.

The spirit tattoo master, under one person, above ten thousand.

In the long history of the Spirit Pattern Master, there have been countless heroes and heroes, among which the most shocking person is Ling Wenshan.

His spiritual pattern attainments are unparalleled, and it is said that the spirit patterns he refines casually have the power to move mountains and reclaim the sea, and split the heavens and the earth.

He has also become the most respected existence of the entire human race, and as soon as the words come out, no one will listen.

But in the battle between the human race and the alien race a hundred years ago, Ling Wenshan took the entire Spirit Pattern Master to live in seclusion, and no one from the Spirit Pattern Master participated in that battle.

He ordered that all Spirit Pattern Masters should not participate in the war.

The alien race seems to be prepared, and the attack of the human race will not work against the alien race, and the alien race can turn a large group of human races into powder with just one palm.

All the high-ranking members of the royal family, the elders of the sect, tried their best to persuade Ling Wenshan to join, even if all the monks knelt behind him, the women and children, and the royal sect masters all knelt, for seven days and seven nights, they couldn't make him turn around.

They kowtowed, and the blood flowed, and the ground was forced to sink a foot, and the radius of ten miles was dyed blood-red, and they couldn't make him nod.

It was a terrible battle, a hopeless battle, with rivers of blood, the heavens and the earth changing color, and stumps and broken bones everywhere, which was unbearable to see.

People can only watch as their compatriots around them turn into piles of wreckage, and the entire battlefield is dyed bright red, even the sky is red.

In that battle, the human race was almost wiped out, but the spirit pattern master was safe and sound.

After the battle, all the monks were furious, attributing this to the reason why the spirit pattern master did not participate in the war, and the high-level ordered: From today on, wipe out the profession of spirit pattern master, and kill anyone who encounters a spirit pattern master!

At this point, the vein of the Spirit Pattern Master has become the object of hatred of all the monks, and their hatred for the Spirit Pattern Master is monstrous, killing one by one, and killing a group by a group.

Ling Wenshan was even more slashed by a thousand knives, and his body was nailed to the middle of the battlefield, tearing off his eyelids, so that he could not close his eyes for the rest of his life, so that he could see with his own eyes the thousands of unjust souls who died because of him on this battlefield.

In a short period of time, the immortal identity of the spirit pattern master was forcibly annihilated, and the spirit pattern was like being crushed by a big hand.

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