Chapter 957 Cursed Land

The light gray sunlight came in from the window, making the hall even more radiant.

Ouyang Ming looked at Master Duan with burning eyes, waiting for his answer.

Master Duan was there, took a chopstick of spirit pork, fed it into his mouth, and said with a light smile, "There are all kinds of strange things in the Great Ruins, some are invisible and elusive; some are so powerful that they can shake the sky with bare hands; Some are as strong as steel, indestructible with swords, but the most terrifying are the corpses left by the ancient strong, even if only the fighting instinct is left, it is very terrifying, and some can even fight with the venerable." He deliberately paused, He picked up the bowl and took a sip of wine.

Jiang Yingrong flicked her blue silk around her ears, revealing her mature woman's breath to the fullest, making one's heart sway. She saw Master Duan's precise posture, and those beautiful eyes that seemed to be able to talk turned around, covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "Master Duan, you haven't said that there is no statue guarding it, what will happen?"

Master Duan was about to show off, but his long sleeves fell into the wine, and he still refused to speak, his face full of emotion.

"Can attack the city!" He Jian's arm trembled, holding a carving knife.

"Can you attack the city?" Ouyang Ming's voice raised a few degrees, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Yeah, that's why the Great Ruins has been called a cursed place since ancient times. It's inexplicably dangerous. Now, less than 30% of the places explored by the human race have been explored. The rest of the places are covered in black mist, and even sunlight can't penetrate it. "He Jian's voice was hoarse, and he kept silent after he finished speaking. In his temperament, he was always a taciturn person, he didn't like to talk, and he didn't like to be lively.

Master Duan glanced at He Jian resentfully, his eyes seemed to say, I finally took Joe once, you just poked him out like this, you really are not enough friends.

He snorted and complained: "Old He, can't you just let me sell it and have a good time? If you want me to forge a carving knife for you in the future, the price will have to be doubled, otherwise I won't forge! In this city, There are only two people who can make silver equipment, I am one of them, and the other one has been retreating all the year round, and I will let you catch me blind." Master Duan waved his hand, with a look of non-negotiability on his face, he just looked at He Jian quietly.

Ou Yangming found that although He Jian was silent and didn't like to talk with others, he had the highest status among the three.

He doesn't have the aura of a monk at all, which is a huge doubt in itself. You must know that this is the Great Ruins. Even Xiaoman has extreme cultivation, and people without cultivation can survive in this cursed place. survived?

The answer is yes, if you can't survive, you must not.

As long as Xiaoman finished the food in the bowl, and Ouyang Ming didn't add food for him, he would only eat rice. Little Loli rolled her eyes twice, smiled softly, picked up a large chopstick dish for Xiao Man, stood on tiptoe, and delivered it to his bowl.

Her name is Jiang Qingcheng, and following her mother's surname, it means that she can be charming with a smile, and she does have this potential now. Xiaoman glanced at the pickled cabbage in the bowl, his eyes lingered on Jiang Qingcheng's face for a moment, and he still only ate plain rice. Jiang Qingcheng was like a kitten whose heart had been teased, pouted and asked, "Why don't you eat vegetables?"

Xiaoman looked up at the girders on the house, but didn't speak.

"Why don't you eat?" Jiang Qingcheng asked again.

Xiaoman stared and said, "You are so annoying!"

This scene made the other four laugh out loud.

Ouyang Ming patted Xiao Man on the shoulder,

He whispered: "Eat it quickly! Don't waste it."

Only then did Xiaoman eat the pickled vegetables in the bowl with the rice, this scene made Master Duan feel amazing.

He smiled and asked, "Brother Yu, is this kid your younger brother? It's very interesting, and the talent is extremely good. Why don't you let him learn forging from me. This is a great opportunity that many children in the city can't even ask for."

The corner of Ouyang Ming's mouth twitched upwards, and he cursed in his heart, at your level, you are not afraid of misleading your children.

But looking at Xiaoman, he said softly: "Whatever he wants to learn, I respect his choice. I will not make choices for him, not now, nor in the future, I will ask him first."

As the sound spread, the light in He Jian's eyes flashed away.

Unwilling to give up, Master Duan shifted his gaze to Xiaoman again, made his voice as gentle as possible, and asked, "Xiaoman, are you willing to become a blacksmithing master admired by everyone? When the time comes, you will be able to do so, no matter how dangerous Daxu is. go."

Xiaoman was not afraid at all, and asked, "Can you kill people?"

Master Duan shrank his neck and did not answer.

On the contrary, there was a look of surprise in He Jian's eyes, and he secretly said in his heart that the evil spirit is too heavy, and if things go on like this, he will be swallowed up by the demons in his heart.

Half an hour later, I was full of wine and food.

He Jian gave Ouyang Ming a wink, and then walked out.

Ou Yangming didn't hesitate at all, and took the initiative to follow.

He Jian stopped, and waited for Ouyang Ming to catch up, and said as he walked, "How does Brother Yu plan to deal with Xiaoman?"

Ouyang Ming was taken aback for a moment. He never thought that the quiet He Jian would ask such a question. After thinking for a while, he said, "Teach him to set his mind first, and dispel the resentment in his heart."

He Jian nodded and said, "It won't be that simple, the resentment in Xiaoman's heart is too deep."

After a short pause, memories appeared in his eyes, and he said with emotion: "A hundred years ago, there was a young man who borrowed a sword from me. I saw that his Dao heart was entwined with magic, and the sword heart was already impure, so I refused to borrow it." But later, he stirred up wind and rain in the Great Ruins, and at least a thousand people died under his sword. Only then did I understand that I had to borrow that sword that day, not for myself, but for the world people."

"Then what Master He plans to do?" He knew that since He Jian said so, he must have his own arrangements.

"Let Xiaoman learn to carve woodcarving with me, and I will resolve the killing intent in his heart." He Jian said.

Ouyang Ming hesitated for a moment, and seeing He Jian's sincere face, he agreed. In his heart, although He Jian didn't talk much, he was much more reliable than Master Duan.

In fact, Master Duan's forging attainment is indeed among the top ten in this big city, but because Ouyang Ming's forging technique is too "perverted", he really can't see it, and he doesn't know the big city yet. The level of forging in the ruins.

He Jian left without any hesitation.

After tidying up the dishes and chopsticks, the sky was already dark, and the cold and gray moonlight sprinkled down from the sky.

In the small courtyard, Xiaoman was breathing and breathing, his body muscles were like horned dragons, and a black line suddenly lit up, centering on him, all the spiritual energy within a radius of six feet surged over, turning into a small cyclone, black air It rolled up to the sky in circles, and there was a white arc flashing on the skin, stirring up a prairie fire, and there were bursts of muffled sounds.

Ouyang Ming stepped forward in a big stride and slapped the space bag.

Thousands of spirit stones were rolled up by the sleeves and fell around Xiaoman, piled up like a hill. The aura around Xiaoman became so strong that it was unimaginable. Of course, this method is only suitable for those below the middle level of the spirit. The spiritual power in ordinary spirit stones is simply difficult to maintain.

"Boom..." The cyclone is getting bigger and bigger.

A white lightning fell from the sky, making the entire cyclone flicker with white arcs.

And the marks on Xiaoman's eyebrows turned blood-colored, piercing through all the black lines on his body, and hundreds of spirit stones instantly turned into a pile of powder, which was blown away by the cyclone.

"Break!" Xiaoman let out a muffled growl, the spiritual power in his dantian was like the water of the Yangtze River, churning endlessly, bumping away against the shackles of the spirit man.

"Crack!" There was a sound, the sound of the barrier breaking, and then, a faint radiance shrouded his body.

Ou Yangming saw that the lines on Xiaoman's body faded, and all the spirit stones around him turned into powder.

Xiaoman's eyes opened, and a breath of elementary spirits rippling out.

There was also a smile in Ouyang Ming's eyes, and he said softly: "After you have stabilized your realm, go learn woodcarving from Master He."

Xiaoman looked into Ouyang Ming's eyes, and asked each word with a pause: "Can you kill people?"

"The younger you are, the deeper your obsession!" Ouyang Ming sighed in his heart, and then replied: "Wood carvings can't kill people, but swords can kill people."

Xiaoman was silent for a while, looked up at the sky, nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll learn."

Ouyang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, in his heart, if Xiaoman couldn't die, there was nothing he could do.

But he didn't have the ability to let him dissolve the hostility in Xiaoman's heart.

Jiang Yingrong is a tailor, and a very skilled tailor.

There are all kinds of elixir in the house, the aura is tangy, and the smell is also very good.

Jiang Qingcheng had bare feet, pink and fair, and said with a smile, "Mother, Xiaoman is not simple, and Uncle Yu is even more so!" This is what she called Ouyang Ming, Uncle Yu. Every time I heard it, Ouyang Ming's expression was bitter. He is a young man who didn't even get married! Why is he an uncle?

"Yeah, how can it be so simple to refine pills and cast spells?" She bit off a silk thread with her teeth and replied with a smile.

Little Lolita sat on a bench, her feet dangling back and forth, her calves were thin and long, and she said: "Besides, Grandpa He is going to teach Xiaoman woodcarving, but he refused to teach me even when I cried and shouted." I've only known Xiaoman for a month, and I've taught Xiaoman this skill." She puffed up her cheeks, her cheeks were red, and she looked very cute.

"Is Xiao Qingcheng jealous?" Jiang Yingrong pinched her face.

"No!" Little Loli turned her head: "I'm just thinking that Changshou Lane is lively, so I won't be bored in the future."

"Are you still stubborn?" Jiang Yingrong untied her belt, and let out a happy mood.

"It's not harsh, I really think Xiaoman is interesting." Jiang Qingcheng's feet swayed more frequently.

"Are there any boring people in Changshou Lane? Are they all interesting?" She smiled, but there was a bit of treachery in this smile no matter how you looked at it.

"What about mother, are you interested?" Jiang Qingcheng turned his head.

"Mother is a tailor!"

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"Mom, I want to eat cucumber."

"Here, this thing is very precious in this cursed land, eat less."

"I don't want to eat cucumber butt! It's bitter"

"Then you start from scratch!"

"It's also bitter."

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