"One more point!" Chu He's face did not change, and his heart did not beat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The two lines of sight in front of him and behind him became even hotter, almost burning Chu He through.

His fingers touched Senior Sister Xiong Mao's fever, and Chu He's fingertips suddenly shot out a sharp true qi, no more, no less, just eight hairs falling in the wind.

"Thank you, little brother Chu! In the future, I will have a report on your uncle. The little leaf man in his ear jumped up, grabbed the eight hairs in the air, and was about to rush towards Uncle Qin.

Uncle Qin was holding an amber elixir in his hand, faintly as if there was a colorful phoenix circulating in the elixir.

And his face was clearly with a smug smile.

Airplanes!

The wind suddenly stopped in a small area, and the little man of leaves who fled against the wind also fell from mid-air.

Chu He withdrew his other hand that was holding the seal, looked at Uncle Qin with a sneer, and stomped the leaf villain under his feet.

"Little Forbidden Wind Spell! Damn! Are young people so boring these days? How can they have so much effort to practice such a little spell that is almost useless. Uncle Qin scolded directly.

The so-called Small Wind Forbidden Spell is an extremely weakened version of the Wind Forbidden Spell, which can only temporarily prohibit a certain small area, not too strong wind. In ancient times, it was just a small means used by some unpopular monks to travel around and deceive them.

However, it is not so easy to cultivate, and it takes a certain amount of time to study and control.

This kind of small spell has naturally been eliminated long ago, swept into the garbage heap of history, and the method of cultivation can be found on the Internet with a little effort, and there is no secrecy at all.

But at this moment, it was this kind of small spell that should have been worthless and meaningless that made Uncle Qin's plan, which he thought he had succeeded in stealing the plane, come to naught.

Seeing Chu He hooking his fingers at himself, Uncle Qin walked over with a tense face and a dark face.

Almost at the same time, Mo Chenghai also looked for him.

He also seemed to be on the lookout, and it was only then that it became apparent.

"Brother Qin is also a senior, why bother playing with a junior here. Mo Chenghai stepped over, his tall, burly and sturdy figure, like a shadow, standing with the obscene and stiff Uncle Qin, almost obscuring the light on his body, making his whole person look extremely short and gloomy.

Uncle Qin stepped back, stood in the sunlight again, looked up at Mo Chenghai, and gritted his back molars: "Sure enough, I can't hide it from you, Old Demon Mo, so I can share the key with you, but after entering the Spiritual Light Illusion Realm, you and I will not interfere with each other, and we will do our own things." If there is a conflict, you have to back down three times. ”

Mo Chenghai laughed, but saw a large group of brothers and nobles coming in unison, surrounded by iron buckets, blocking the sunlight on Uncle Qin's body.

"Once! or I'll crush this sycamore pill. Uncle Qin shouted resentfully.

"Okay!" Mo Chenghai readily agreed.

"Eight hairs, one for each person, and then touch my Wutong Dan at the same time. Uncle Qin said.

With a wave of his hand, Mo Chenghai directly took out Xiong Mao's eight hairs in the air, and then distributed them to his disciples.

Jiang Xiaobai divided one in his hand, and Chu He belonged to the category that did not enjoy this benefit.

"Let's start!" directly interrupting what Jiang Xiaobai was about to say, Mo Chenghai said to Uncle Qin.

Uncle Qin nodded, his hand was spread out directly, and the Wutong Pill in his palm burned suddenly, like a fire.

Eight hairs, held in the hands of eight people, then approached the burning fire, which was ignited at the same time.

Rumble!

In the flames, a nine-headed phoenix phantom flashed away.

At this moment, a huge wave suddenly came, first enveloping the eight people who held the hair, lit the flames, and transformed into the body of Jiufeng and Xiong Mao.

The next moment, Chu He was like a virus, following the portal loophole opened by the Spiritual Light Illusion at this moment, he drilled into it uninvited, and then completely opened the entire portal inside.

Of course, this is just a description, in fact, all this is not controlled by Chu He, but happened naturally.

Just like a gluttonous gamble, Chu He expanded the radiation range of the dungeon's arrival, pulling more people with only weak connections into it.

At this time, the second senior brother Wang Yu happened to pick up the leaf villain that was originally trampled on the ground by Chu He, and held the eight hairs that fell to the ground with his hand, and also had a almost incalculable connection with the Spiritual Light Illusion.

Rumble!

An invisible aura ripple exploded in the void.

For a moment, it seems that time is stopped, but in fact, there is only a group of people who have been placed at the front of time and space, and time is not stationary, but in a small area.

Choose!

Or choose!

This time, Chu He has a lot more identities to choose from.

Disciples of Taoism, Yin and Yang, Legalism, Mohism, Confucianism, etc.

Of course, it is conceivable that as long as you choose the identity of any of them, you will inevitably get some secret techniques inherited by that family.

This is the most common choice, and then there are the diviners of the Chu State, and the Chu State is good at witchcraft and divination, so there are many diviners, and its highest prefect, Bu Yin, has the right to directly advise the king of Chu and influence the king's judgment.

And because Chu He was identified as having a trace of ancient Chu royal blood, he could also choose the identity of a nobleman of Chu State.

It's all a matter of luck.

If the noble child of the incarnation does not learn and has no skills, then Chu He will hardly get any benefits except for a layer of identity.

"But... as long as the identity is enough!" Chu He thought to himself, so he chose the identity of the nobleman of the Chu State without hesitation.

During the Warring States Period, slavery had not been completely abolished, and it was in a state of semi-abolition, among which the state of Chu was relatively conservative, and slavery was still popular.

In an era when the level gap is very obvious, choosing to become a nobleman of Chu is equivalent to taking the lead at the beginning.

No matter what the mission plot of Zhang Huatai's spiritual illusion is, with this layer of identity, it is better to participate in it.

And those who choose the status of disciples of the hundred schools of Zhuzi or diviner may be rewarded with some skills. But you need to work hard and get to a high enough position to be eligible to officially participate in the plot.

The picture in front of me gradually began to become clearer.

Chu He found himself standing in a small garden, surrounded by young girls dressed in tulle who only briefly concealed their wonderful bodies.

"Chin-squirt, come and chase me!" A girl with the sweetest appearance and the most lovely appearance, but the figure is extremely concave and convex, stood among the flowers, beckoning to Chu He, her expression was pure, and she had a charm that penetrated into the bones.

"What a beautiful woman! My choice is really right!" Chu He laughed, and turned into a hungry wolf and rushed towards the girl, as if he had forgotten the business of entering the dungeon.

After a chaotic battle, from the mouths of these slave girls who served him, Chu He had already gotten a lot of the news he wanted.

"The Spirit King has Zhao, built a platform to worship the sky, and selected the daughter of Jiufeng in the territory of Chu State. ”

"Damn! This is different from what is written in the history books! History is so tricky!"