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"What?"

Ning risked biting off his tongue. ¥°F Top Novel,

Is this the Arcana?

This is simply the treasure of the treasures, the battle chicken of the hens, is it good?

The ancestors of the word make words, heaven and earth are not tolerated, ghosts and gods cry at night, every word has a great cause and effect throughout the ages, and the great power between heaven and earth exists.

This Tianshu slate, since it is a legacy of the ancestor of the word when he was experimenting, even if it is not as good as those initial words, I am afraid that the meaning is not much worse.

After learning the origin, Ning Feng's heart settled down, and he thought: "If I use such a treasure and still can't get results, then I will completely extinguish my opportunistic heart." ”

His interest was aroused, and all his attention was focused on the gray stone slab.

The old master's mother tongue became faster and faster, and said: "Childe, I can't say more, I must start immediately, the Tianshu slate is directly exposed to the heavens and the earth without special arrangement to cover it, and it cannot exceed a hundred breaths, otherwise the heavenly thunder will be locked immediately, and the heavenly punishment will be imminent, unless the throne makes a move, otherwise everything will turn into powder." ”

After saying that, she didn't even have time to wait for Ning Feng's response, and started to move urgently.

Ning Feng didn't bother, and even held back her breath, for fear of interfering with her actions.

The old mistress's actions were unprecedentedly pious and solemn.

She is no longer dancing like a fuyi, she is dancing like a ghost, and all the dark and obscure aura has also been restrained. actually pretended to be a little solemn.

The old housewife spread out her hands. Ning Feng realized that she was actually wearing a set of wide robes and big sleeves similar to sacrificial clothes. It's just that it didn't show up before.

"Please show it in the sky!"

The old housewife put her hands together, and her ten fingers took turns to pry, just a handrail and a salute, there were thousands of changes, and Ning Feng was dazzled when she saw it.

She bowed deeply, she knelt on the ground, and the blue light above her head was thrown into the stone slab of the Book of Heaven, and the smoke of incense emanated from her sleeves......

Various means. One after another, all of them were concentrated in this kneeling, five-body throwing to the ground in the great gift.

"Great!"

Ning Feng praised in his heart, at this point, he was able to see a little bit of the demeanor of the only queen seat through the old master's mother.

If he had always been, bespoken, and behaved like the old witch before, he would have looked down on the queen's seat.

Now it seems that it is the descendants who are not good, not the predecessors.

The words are divided into two ends, and it is said that the old master and mother are courteous to the ground. There was a "bang", but she slammed her head to the ground.

Just listen to the sound. It hurts.

At a much slower pace than kowtowing, she slowly got up.

In the air ahead, the Tianshu stone slab changed from dull to dull, and suddenly became smart, swaying slightly, swaying slightly, exuding the glory of ancient times, full of wild and lonely taste.

"Huh?!"

Ning Feng, who had been holding his breath and pretending not to exist, suddenly exclaimed uncontrollably.

He watched the whole process from beginning to end, not sparing a single detail.

Because of this, Ning Feng clearly saw the changes in the old master's mother.

With a salute, she slowly got up, especially in the process of getting up, her originally snow-white hair changed.

Originally, white was white, and it could be called a silver thread, and it was smooth and smooth, and the luster was smart.

What now?

As the old lady got up, her hair dimmed rapidly, curled up rapidly, and the silver turned into a withered color that could not be called white or gray, curly like opening a thousand-year-old coffin, and seeing the messy hair still growing on Sensen's white bones.

"The price is so big!"

Ning Feng showed a shocked look, a little unbearable to look at the old master's face.

He turned his head slightly, and with this movement, the corner of his eye swept over, and through the faint light emitted by the Tianshu slate, he could see the appearance of the old housewife at this time.

The old housewife's face was covered with wrinkles, as if it was a deep ravine, and mosquitoes would be killed if they fell into it.

But that's nothing compared to her now.

The wrinkles on the old lady's face not only became deeper and denser, but also had a feeling of dyeing the loess as if it had been dug out of the loess.

Dead silence.

Ning Feng was stunned.

He thought that the old and the young should be the same, and both have their limits.

Just like few, juveniles are few, at least just newborn babies, little mice.

But now, looking at the scene in front of him, Ning Feng's concept was completely peaked. In his eyes, the original old housewife was like a rare old man in a farmer's house, and now she is obviously old for decades.

Her already short and stiff body could not stand upright, her hair was thinning and falling out, her eyes were cloudy and lifeless, and the sound coming from her mouth was so muffled that only she could hear it.

"No wonder she said that if the fortune calculation is successful, she needs to give her the life essence of the sea demon immediately......"

Even if Ning Feng originally had a bit of bargaining meaning, it disappeared at this time.

Looking at this situation, let alone bargaining, as long as you give it a little slowly, the old housewife is afraid that her vitality will be exhausted on the spot and her vitality will be cut off.

Again, this is a smooth situation.

Ning Feng thought to himself: "If the divination fails and is punished by the backlash, this old master mother is afraid that she will be turned into ashes on the spot." ”

He subconsciously glanced left and right, preparing that kind of situation, and he could only kill it from this camp.

Fortunately, the cost of driving the book slate was huge, but the process of divination did not take much time, otherwise Ning Feng felt that the old master mother would not be able to hold on for a few breaths.

On the stone slab of the Book of Heaven, one by one the yellow handwriting slowly emerged, as if the water fell and the stone came out.

That feeling. It's as if they were there in the first place. Fate has long had a trajectory of handwriting. Neither moving, nor shaking, neither increasing nor decreasing.

This dark yellow color is not as rich as golden, but it is thick and heavy, as if it is written with merit as ink, stroke by stroke.

"Huh?!"

Ning Feng's expression moved, and when the handwriting on the first Tianshu stone slab appeared, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

With the more and more handwriting of the ancestors that emerged on it. His expression suddenly came alive.

"I remembered. ”

"The words on the Hundred Treasures. ”

Ning Feng suddenly realized where the inexplicable familiarity came from.

When I first entered this golden horde winter, the old master mother took out the same exchange catalogue as the Treasure Book of Beast Skins, and the text on it was not similar to the text on the slate of this heavenly book?

"I see. ”

"Thinking about it, this piece of Heavenly Book Slate has been inherited for many years, and I don't know how many people in the Cangsheng clan have spent a lot of money to activate it and make divination calculations again and again. ”

"Over time, they have learned this kind of ancestral grass font. ”

Ning Feng distinguished a little, and still found similarities and differences between the two.

"They have only their form, but not their gods. ”

"Even so, in the lost ancient vastness. After the rhyme of merit, they still rely on the words of the ancestors. It has done the work of looking at the text. ”

Ning Feng thought of the first time he saw Baibaolu, obviously he had never known that kind of text, but its fundamental meaning was transmitted without the slightest deviation and ambiguity.

Only get its shape, and those who have not obtained its god can still do this, not to mention the origin of the handwriting that emerges on the stone slab of the Book of Heaven at this moment.

Ning Feng was attentive and caught not a single handwriting.

At the beginning, two words appeared on the stone slab of Tianshu, the edges and corners of the font were convergent, round and easy-going, and it seemed to see the white clouds in the sky, as long as the breeze could make it concave.

- "Soft".

Ning Feng was a little dazed, but still remembered.

"Rumble ~~~"

The sound of rolling thunder suddenly sounded in the golden tent cave.

It was too sudden, and when everyone's minds were attracted by the Tianshu slate, both Ning Feng and the old housewife trembled, whether they were standing or sitting, they all felt unstable.

"Damnation, backlash!"

Ning Feng's expression was a little bad, and he didn't have the mentality of watching the drama a few times before.

The reason couldn't be simpler, compared with the previous times, this time the Tianshu slate clearly calculated the results, and they all began to appear.

"Hold on a little longer. ”

Ning Feng shouted, and then didn't look back, unaware of everything in the outside world.

The old housewife snorted, blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, and her waist, which was so stiff that it was almost parallel to the ground, stretched as much as possible to prevent herself from falling to the ground.

The Tianshu slate itself, with its glory all over the world, is surrounded by clusters, and it is like a chicken curled up in an eggshell, blocking the curse and backlash from the outside.

"There's a door!"

Ning Feng was overjoyed, and he didn't dare to miss the handwriting, and he paid more attention.

The Tianshu Stone Slab also seemed to sense the danger, the first two handwriting quickly disappeared, and the second batch of handwriting emerged significantly faster than before.

This was followed by the third batch, the fourth batch.

While disappearing, while appearing, Ning Feng could vaguely feel that the Tianshu slate seemed to be trembling under the power of heaven.

The results of the next few batches of divination are all only one word.

The word in the second batch twisted and undulated, hoping to hear the sound of the tide and the wrath of the sea.

- "Waves".

The third batch of words is distorted, as if there is a pain in the skin.

- "Blood".

The fourth batch of characters has a sense of emptiness, as if through it, you can see another world, a different scenery.

- "The Door".

Ning Feng was nervously looking forward to it, and the whole body of the Tianshu slate trembled, as if he was taking a breath, as if he was relieved.

Such a human-like reaction almost used the handwriting of the ancestors to express the mood: "It's finally over." ”

Seeing that there was no more handwriting coming out, Ning Feng also knew in his heart that the Tianshu Slate could calculate such a result, which was the limit.

"Softness, waves, blood, doors!"

"Soft...... Wave...... Blood...... Door ......"

Ning Feng kept repeating the replays in his head, and couldn't help muttering to himself, wanting to connect them together.

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