Chapter 251 Climbing the Holy Mountain

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"I don't know what will change after this fusion?"

A look of joy appeared between Qin Shuang's brows.

"What's wrong?" Seeing the change in Qin Shuang's expression, Qin Qian asked.

"Nothing." Qin Shuang smiled and shook her head.

"Shuang'er!" Qin Wu's eyes showed anticipation: "You said that if the fourth sister heard that you were here, would she come?"

"Should be!" Qin Shuang nodded without thinking.

holy mountain.

A woman from far to near.

"stop!"

Under the holy mountain, a group of Wu Zongdian warriors stopped the woman. The woman paused, looked at a group of Wu Zongdian fighters in front of her lightly, and said:

"I want to see Lord Wu."

"Chi..." The leading martial artist sneered, looked at Qin Jiao's young face, and said with sarcasm in his eyes:

"Wu Dianzhu is the one you can meet when you meet? If anyone wants to see Wu Dianzhu, Wu Dianzhu will meet, then Wu Dianzhu does not need to command the great cause of resisting demons. Go, go, hurry up. Don't make trouble here."

Qin Jiao calmly swept over the crowd in front of him, and put his hands together in front of him.

"Clang..."

The warrior on the opposite side pulled out his long sword and looked at Qin Jiao warily.

Qin Jiao didn't even raise his eyelids, and moved his hands in front of him, his fingertips danced with strands of spirit patterns, and then those spirit patterns formed a bird, Qin Jiao said to the bird:

"Master Wu, Qin Jiao, please see me."

Then raised his hands upwards, and the colorful bird flew towards the holy mountain.

Those warriors wanted to intercept, but the colorful bird had already gone away, and they couldn't help holding their weapons, and angrily surrounded Qin Jiao in the middle. With her hands behind her back, Qin Shuang looked at the holy mountain indifferently, and did not even glance at the warriors. This indifferent temperament made those warriors dare not act rashly, especially Qin Jiao's ability to become a bird just now made them feel fear.

The scene fell silent like this, and both sides were waiting for news from the holy mountain.

On the holy mountain.

A colorful bird flew over rows of tall buildings, and it kept making a zithering sound from its mouth:

"Master Wu, Qin Jiao, please see me!"

A splendid palace.

The two doors opened with a bang, and a stalwart figure walked out slowly from inside. He raised his head to look at the colorful bird that was circling in the air, his eyes narrowed, and he shouted in a concentrated voice:

"Ben St. Wu Dongying."

The colorful bird hovering in the sky retracted its wings, swooped down towards Wu Dongying, came to Wu Dongying's body, flapped its two small wings, kept its body floating in the air and said:

"Master Wu, Qin Jiao, please see me."

Wu Dongying didn't open her mouth, but instead carefully measured the colorful bird in front of her. The more she looked, the more shocked her eyes became. Although he is not proficient in spirit patterns, he is not unaware. He can tell that the colorful bird in front of him is not real, but made of spirit patterns.

"What a high spirit pattern realm!"

Wu Dongying's expression became serious,

The power of the soul spread towards the foot of the holy mountain, and he saw Qin Jiao with his hands behind his back, surrounded by warriors from Wu Zongdian.

"Grandmaster Qin, please go up the mountain for a while."

Wu Dongying spoke softly, but his voice clearly reached the ears of everyone down the mountain. Those warriors looked on one side, and retreated to the sides, showing respect on their faces.

Qin Jiao walked up the mountain along the mountain road generously. On the top of the peak, the colorful bird dispersed silently, turning into silk patterns and hovering in the air, and finally disappeared without a trace. This made the light in Wu Dongying's eyes even stronger. Sheng.

There was no sound, only a figure slowly appeared in Wu Dongying's eyes. Wu Dongying looked at Qin Jiao's feet, and saw that Qin Jiao took every step, but his feet didn't land on the ground. A spirit pattern appeared under his feet, supporting Qin Jiao's body.

Wu Dongying suppressed the surprise in her heart, and said with a gentle smile on her face:

"Master Qin, please!"

"Master Wu, please!"

In the huge hall, only Wu Dongying and Qin Jiao were sitting. Wu Dongying looked at Qin Jiao, with a friendly smile on his face and said:

"Master Qin, are you the master of spirit pattern?"

"Grandmaster of the spirit pattern!" Qin Jiao pondered for a moment and said, "That's right."

"Is it?" Wu Dongying's eyes narrowed.

Qin Jiao looked at Wu Dongying calmly and said, "I don't know what state I am in now, and I'm not very clear about the specific division of the spirit pattern state master level."

Wu Dongying frowned slightly. Qin Jiao on the opposite side should have been taught by his master, or at least have inherited secrets, if he could reach this level?

How could it be unclear about the division of boundaries?

slow!

What she said just now is that she is not clear about the specific division of the realm of the master, which shows that she is still clear about the division of the realm below the master level.

Could it be that her current realm is only a spirit pattern master?

its not right!

To be able to build such a bird with a spirit pattern, how could it be the realm of a master!

"You... who is your teacher?"

"There is no mastery!" Qin Jiao said flatly.

Wu Dongying was stunned and said: "Then... you come from He with your spirit pattern technique?"

Qin Jiao's eyes were as calm as an ancient well, and he said lightly: "I have loved the art of spirit patterns since I was a child, and I also consider myself a genius of spirit patterns..."

Speaking of this, Qin Jiao looked dazed for a moment and said: "Of course, my talent in spirit pattern technique is still not as good as that of Seventh Sister."

"Seventh Sister?" Wu Dongying was taken aback for a moment. Could there be someone more talented in spirit pattern than this person in front of him? Can't help but ask softly:

"May I ask who is your seventh sister?"

"Speaking of which, Palace Master Wu also knows her, she is Qin Shuang."

"Qin Shuang?" Wu Dongying's eyes were closed: "Moon Emperor Qin Shuang?"

"Yuehuang?" Qin Jiao stared blankly at Wu Dongying.

"you do not know?"

"Should I know?"

Wu Dongying was taken aback by Qin Jiao's indifference. How many years has it been since no one talked to him like that? But the matter in front of him is more important, so he stared closely at Qin Jiao's face and said:

"Your Seventh Sister is the Qin Shuang who won the first place in the Continental Spirit Pattern Competition?"

"Yes!" Qin Jiao nodded and said, "At that time, my spirit pattern talent was not as good as hers, and my realm was not as good as hers."

"At that time?" Wu Dongying heard the difference: "What about now?"

"Now..." Qin Jiao frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said with extreme self-confidence on his face:

"She should be inferior to me."

Wu Dongying looked at Qin Jiao carefully and said, "I think you must have something to ask for when you come to the Holy Mountain this time."

"Yes!" Qin Jiao nodded calmly.

"What do you want?"

"I want to enter the Spirit Pattern Tower."

Wu Dongying felt relieved, and at the same time suddenly realized. For a spirit pattern master, what could be more attractive than a spirit pattern tower?

"It's not impossible!" Wu Dongying restrained the smile on his face, and said seriously: "However, the Lingwen Pagoda of Wu Zongdian can't be used for nothing for you, right?"

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