Nobody Truly Think Master is a Mortal, Right?

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Wudao Sect, in front of Shenbing Pavilion.

Looking at this ancient attic full of Taoism.

There were bursts of light in Zhang Han's eyes.

"Wu Dao Sect or Wu Dao Sect..."

"The higher the realm, the more I feel that every hall in Wudao Sect is so unfathomable and mysterious."

"I just don't know what's in those closed halls."

Zhang Han stood there, looking curiously at the closed halls.

Don't know what's in there.

But he didn't even think about sneaking in.

Now it is very likely that he is not far from inheriting the position of suzerain.

If at this time, some actions to kill were done, and the position of the suzerain was lost, then he wouldn't have to cry.

Anyway, curb curiosity now.

When the master handed over the position of suzerain to him.

Will definitely explain everything to him.

At that time, how much heritage of Wudao Sect has been passed on to him, is it still not clear to see?

Don't be in a hurry.

Zhang Han thought to himself.

Very confidently nodded, and then stepped into the Shenbing Pavilion.

Enter the Shenbing Pavilion.

Into the eyes is the row of stone platforms on the left and right, as well as the magic weapons stored on them.

"Old guys, come out, I'm back."

Zhang Han said indifferently.

Before he went down the mountain with the last master, he often came to the Shenbing Pavilion to find these magical soldiers to build a relationship.

Although it has not been recognized by a magic weapon,

But after going back and forth, I am quite familiar with these magic soldiers.

Well, of course.

He felt quite familiar with it.

The gods probably didn't think so.

After Zhang Han finished speaking.

Glancing around.

After discovering that none of the magic soldiers took care of him at all.

He was not surprised, he was used to knowing it would be like this.

"Hey hey hey, give some face, squeak, it's not that I don't know that you all have spirituality."

Zhang Han couldn't help but speak again.

when he was done.

His line of sight fell very accurately on the axe of the last stone platform, and he waved a shielding formation on the stone.

At the next moment of his formation.

The axe suddenly flashed light, as if trying to say something...

"Don't talk, I know it's from your old mouth, it's not good."

Zhang Han smiled after finishing the formation and said a word.

ax:"……"

Are you the roundworm in my stomach? ?

That's all you know about me? ?

Zhang Han didn't care about the axe, his eyes fell on the other magical soldiers on the stone platform, and he cupped his hands.

"Everyone, come out and talk, stop ink."

Zhang Han urged.

hum...

This time, the dimly-lit divine soldiers on the stone platform did not keep quiet any longer, they all radiated dazzling light.

The rays of light gathered together and enveloped the entire Shenbing Pavilion.

Except for the occasional few divine soldiers who remained quiet.

Most of the magic soldiers spoke aloud.

"You boy, it's alright, I blocked the axe for you, and I have to have a good chat with you."

"It's been a long time, I thought you were all dead."

"You asked us to stop the ink? You are the one who left the ink. No one among us recognizes you as the master. You can leave the ink and get out."

The magic soldiers spoke one after another, some were friendly to greet Zhang Han, and some directly sprayed.

Zhang Han responded to the friendly greetings one by one.

Zhang Han directly ignored those who started spraying.

After chatting for a while.

Zhang Han once again brought out his purpose.

"Okay, everyone, I won't say much about the rest. In five months, I'm going to Zhongzhou to participate in a big competition. This competition is very important."

"I hope to be recognized by one of you. After all, having a Lingbao will give a huge bonus to combat power."

Zhang Han said very seriously.

His eyes were fixed on the many divine soldiers.

when his voice fell.

The conversation between the divine soldiers was completely over.

The attic suddenly became quiet.

next moment.

All light dissipated.

All the divine soldiers returned to their dull appearances.

As if the lively scene just now was an illusion.

Zhang Han was dumbfounded on the spot.

Not really.

Although you are unlikely to recognize me, but it is not like this, right?

Zhang Han's mouth twitched slightly, not knowing what to say.

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead. This competition is really important to me. If it really doesn't work, why don't you rent yourself to me for a few months, and I'll pay it back in a few months?"

Zhang Han tried to discuss.

Divine Soldiers: "?"

Can this be rented out and returned after renting out?

You kid is really a genius.

"You can pull it down. Unless we recognize you, you may be able to control us. In addition, you don't want me to recognize it. I'm good at melee killing. You play formation, don't call me."

One of the sword-type magic soldiers was speechless at that time.

"It's alright, let's talk, Zhang boy, tell us all your capital, be more formal, if it really suits you, we will definitely choose it, just like the endless sword gourd before."

Another magician spoke up.

Hear this.

Zhang Han no longer hesitated.

Immediately, he sat cross-legged on the road in the middle of the Shenbing Pavilion.

His heart flickered with bursts of blue light.

An ancient rune condensed and surrounded him.

Then these runes all turned into array patterns.

Each array pattern is transformed into a formation with the help of the power of the earth.

In an instant, dozens of formations were formed at the same time, all of which were small formations.

But it is enough to prove Zhang Han's ability.

Control dozens of formations at the same time, and let the formations form instantly!

You can also use the power of heaven and earth without the need for array materials!

After seeing this scene, many divine soldiers in the Shenbing Pavilion radiated light again, as if they were talking about something.

about a while later

On a stone platform in the front row, a long-tube-shaped, unidentified divine soldier seemed to have made up his mind, flew up suddenly, and floated in the air...

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