Weapon Master

In thought, Tang Huan has already followed Mu Qing and stepped into the Tianxin Temple.

The palace is extremely wide, but the furnishings are very simple. There are only a few futons made of rattan, a rattan chair, and a rattan bed.

It was also after entering the palace that Tang Huan discovered that the Tianxin Temple was not covered with rattan on the surface, but the whole building was made up of countless thick or thin rattans. Above the bar, white light bursts all the time, reflecting the inner space transparently.

On the rattan bed, lies a red silhouette. On the edge of the bed, sits a green-clothed woman. Not far away, there is a black clothed woman sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Tang Huan immediately matched them with the three Soul Auras captured earlier one after another.

Black clothed woman, Tang Huan does not know her name, but the one lying on the bed must be Mu Yan, while the green-clothed woman is undoubtedly the patriarch star dream of the heavenly race.

Seeing the two, the black clothed woman raised her fingers and made a silent gesture.

Originally seeing Mu Yan, Xiao Budian, who wanted to scream, raised her little paw and covered her mouth, but her eyes turned round.

Seeing its clever and lovely appearance, the black clothed woman smiled unconsciously. Mu Qing was slightly nodded, walking silently to the several meters behind the green-clothed woman and stopped. Tang Huan also moved his steps, and then stood beside Mu Qing, and then the two line of sight fell in front of him. Above the rattan bed.

Xingmeng’s eyes closed slightly, and his right palm was against Mu Yan’s forehead, and the blue aura from his palm completely encased his head.

“This is the power of mind?”

Tang Huan’s mind moved slightly, and he probed carefully.

After being promoted to the ninth-order Martial Saint, Tang Huan’s sensing ability has increased tremendously, and soon discovered that this unique power of the Celestial magician seems to be continuously infiltrating Muyan’s in the depth of one’s soul. Under the nourishment of this miraculous power, Mu Yan’s soul was actually ascending little by little.

After a while, Tang Huan couldn’t help showing a little smile on his face. On the day Mu Yan recovers completely, his soul must be greatly improved compared to before the injury. A powerful soul is very helpful to cultivation. In the future, her cultivation base may be advanced by leaps and bounds.

In this respect, she is a blessing in disguise.

After a long while, Xingmeng breathed out almost inaudibly, and lifted her palm slightly, the blue aura quickly receded like flowing water, converged into her palm and disappeared, and then she slowly He opened his eyes and turned to look at Tang Huan and Mu Qing.

Almost the moment he touched his eyes, Tang Huan’s heart was shocked.

Xing Meng is hundreds of years old, but she still has a beautiful face and delicate skin, just like a young woman in her twenties. The passage of years leaves no trace on her delicate face.

But her eyes feel completely different.

The darkness is bright and faint, like two deep and unmeasurable ancient springs. In the eyes, there seems to be the endless vicissitudes brought by the constant flow of years. After people see it, even the soul seems to be completely immersed. In the meantime, he was assimilated and melted by those two deep, ancient spring-like eyes.

Tang Huan hastened his mind, slightly bowed, and bowed his hands as a gift: “Junior Tang Huan, I have seen Xingmeng Senior.”

At this time, Xiaobudian seems to have been affected. , As if drunk, looked towards Tang Huan’s shoulder a few times and then fell down.

But right after, this Little Brat woke up and slapped three pairs of small wings quickly, which stopped the fall, and then flew back to Tang Huan and sat down on the shoulders. A small paw gripped Tang Huan’s collar tightly, but he dared not look at Xingmeng’s eyes again.

“Little Brother, don’t be polite. I’ve heard of your name a long time ago.” Seeing this, Xingmeng smiled unconsciously, got up, right hand emptied, Tang Huan confided Feeling an incomparably majestic force supporting his body, the waist was involuntarily straightened.

“Let Senior laugh.”

Tang Huan was slightly startled, even though he was very grateful, “Junior, this friend, suffered from Demon Race in the’Luofu World’. Jun calculated that the soul was severely damaged, and I would like to thank Senior for helping. Otherwise, Junior really doesn’t know how to help her heal the soul.”

“It’s just no effort at all. It’s only half a month later. She should be able to completely recover completely.” Xingmeng said with a smile.

“For Senior, it is no effort at all, but to Junior and Junior’s friend, it is a great favor.”

Tang Huan smiled, slightly After considering it for a while, he said, “Xingmeng Senior, Junior has something I don’t know if it is inappropriate to say it.”

“Little Brother, please speak.”

Xingmeng gently Smile.

Tang Huan took a breath and publicly closed: “Well, Junior will just say it straight. If Xingmeng Senior needs Junior’s service, please feel free to speak, Junior must spare no effort.”

He originally thought it was true as Qingying said, Xingmeng just wanted to see himself purely.

You can see the City Lord of Nafutu outside Fengyu City. After learning that Qingying gave him the “Shenyu Order”, he faintly felt that things might not be as simple as all. If the purpose of the Celestial patriarch star dream is so simple, there is no need to send such precious tokens.

After arriving at Feiyun City and seeing Mu Qing, Tang Huan was even more convinced of this.

Under the “Flying Cloud Holy Tree”, although Mu Qing concealed it very well, but after Tang Huan was promoted to the ninth-order Martial Saint, his sense of greater sensitivity, his anxious meaning There is still nowhere to hide.

Mu Qing is not only the second expert of the Celestial Clan, but also the Great Elder of the Celestial Clan. His status is respected. Although Xingmeng is a patriarch, the Celestial Clan’s affairs are basically handled by Mu Qing. Although Tang Huan has shown amazing talents, he is only a youngster. Whether it is cultivation base strength or status in the ethnic group, he has no comparability. If he just meets casually, Mu Qing will never give birth. That kind of emotion.

However, although Mu Qing is anxious, he has no hostility.

This makes Tang Huan feel strange in his chest. Of course, he is completely relieved, otherwise, he will not leave the Fire Wing Phoenix King underneath. When he came to this “Tianxin Temple”, Tang Huan thought about it, and felt that the Heavenly Clan might have something to help himself.

But what the hell is it, Tang Huan himself couldn’t figure out for a while, what he was good at was forging weapons, but his craft seemed to be useless in the heavens, the weapons of the heavens and the Human The weapons of Race are very different. Above the weapons, a magic array needs to be carved.

Tang Huan knows nothing about this.

Hearing Tang Huan’s words, Xingmeng, Mu Qing, and the black clothed woman couldn’t help but glance at each other, a look of surprise appeared on her face, obviously didn’t Expect Tang Huan’s sensitivity is so keen, what he said just now is almost close to the truth.