Chapter 1219 The Lost Soul Orb

Tang Feng saw what Lin Mengjia was thinking, so he leaned into her ear and said, "Look at that gray-haired old man with a black belt and a mole on his left cheek."

As he spoke, he pointed forward.

Lin Mengjia quickly saw the man in the crowd.

The man was standing in a relatively forward position. In the front, there was only such a black belt, so it was easy to identify.

His appearance and figure are very ordinary, and there is not much emotion on his face. Among the many disciples, he feels like he is out of the crowd, and there is nothing special about him.

However, according to Tang Feng, this person's realm should be relatively high, and he already has the eighth level of Qi Refining.

Lin Mengjia nodded, and asked with some doubts: "What's wrong with him?"

"This person is the one who was outside just now with the oldest voice." Tang Feng's voice carried a faint smile.

Lin Mengjia was puzzled and said: "How do you know? We haven't seen them before, and after he entered the door, he never spoke."

Tang Feng was still smiling, and did not answer, but pointed to the back again, and said: "The tall and thin one, and the one with the beard, are the other two."

Lin Mengjia was in the crowd, and it was easy to find the two people Tang Feng mentioned.

The others followed Tang Feng's words and went to see those people.

Before knowing that these three people were brought out by the same master, and knowing that one of them has a black belt, before looking for others, the first thing is to look at the color of the belt.

Among the rest of these people, only four have black belts.

The tall and thin man was frowning, looking thoughtful, staring in the direction of the suzerain, his gaze, occasionally wandering, glanced at the mirror without phase.

The bearded face is dignified.

Although some of these disciples had beards, he was the only one with his style.

The positions of these two people are relatively low, and they should be disciples of the sixth level of Qi Refining.

There were four people with black belts, Tang Feng had already pointed out three, and the remaining one naturally made everyone a little bit curious, so they all looked at that person.

Except for what Tang Feng pointed out, the other one, standing in the middle, looked about thirty years old, white and bookish, but his hair was already gray, and he looked a bit old, standing in the crowd at this moment , looked a little absent-minded.

The rest of the disciples were all looking in the direction of the suzerain, waiting for him to speak, but that man, with his eyes lowered, kept staring at his feet, as if he was looking for something above the ground.

Lin Mengjia looked at it for a while, and then asked Tang Feng in surprise, "How did you know?"

This question is also what other people are curious about.

Tang Feng has never seen them, nor heard them talk after entering the door, how did he judge it?

Tang Feng smiled and said: "Generally speaking, according to the sect's rules, the disciples' attire is the same. If there is any difference, it means that there is a slight difference between the sect master's disciples and other disciples, but it is not enough to Each master's lineage is different, so they have to be differentiated, depending on their situation, it should be that the belts of the suzerain's disciples are navy blue, while the other disciples are all dark red."

Lin Mengjia shook her head, with a narrow smile on her face, and said, "If I hadn't seen these people, I would have believed you. Among these people, there are obviously four people with black belts. If you say so, It should be those two colors, this black, how do you explain it?"

While speaking, Lin Mengjia blinked her eyes with a playful look.

On weekdays, Tang Feng has always been a know-it-all, nothing can stop him, but now, he is clearly talking nonsense with his eyes open, Lin Mengjia finally found an opportunity to make fun of him, how could he not make good use of it?

While Lin Mengjia was speaking, Shangguan had already withdrawn his eyes from those people, and looked at Lin Mengjia, as if he wanted to say something to her, but he glanced at Tang Feng, but did not speak.

Seeing her like this, Tang Feng smiled and said, "Have you thought about it?"

Shangguan nodded, but still didn't speak.

Lin Mengjia looked at her and asked curiously, "What?"

Shangguan glanced at Tang Feng again, seeing him nodding to her, gesturing for her to speak, and then said: "Their master passed away, probably because of the new mourning, they cannot wear red on their bodies."

Only then did everyone suddenly realize.

Recalling that the three people spoke before, they did mention the death of the master, and in this way, the explanation made sense.

Lin Mengjia originally wanted to see Tang Feng's jokes, but she failed. She could only blink her eyes again, and said, "Even if you guessed right, those three people are indeed with black belts, but how can you exclude that person?" Outside?"

As she spoke, she pointed at the man who looked like a scholar with her hand.

When Tang Feng was about to speak, the Suzerain outside the Wuxiang Mirror spoke first.

Everyone couldn't see his appearance from the angle of the crowd, but he said in a calm voice: "This magic weapon comes from North Kunlun."

What he said was obviously an answer to what the old man with the white belt and his junior had said before.

The old man stared at the suzerain with piercing eyes, and said, "Brother, didn't you say that there are no monks in this North Kunlun long ago? The sect there disappeared a hundred years ago, so how could there be magic artifacts?" Could it be that someone entered those sects and stole them?"

"Bah! You just stole it! Your whole family stole it!" Zixuan put her hands on her waist, with an angry expression on her face, "What sect disappeared! You just disappeared! Your entire sect disappeared!"

Seeing Zixuan's furry appearance, everyone was a little amused.

But under such circumstances, they also knew that Zixuan was annoyed in front of her, so naturally it was not easy to laugh, so they could only endure it.

"Originally, I thought so too, but today, I discovered this again."

When the suzerain was speaking, he seemed to take out something.

However, the people in the non-phase mirror cannot be seen.

When the old man saw what the suzerain took out, his eyes lit up, he stood up immediately, and said: "Brother, can you let me have a look?"

As he spoke, he already took two steps towards the suzerain, stretched out his hands, and his face looked very excited.

Then, he seemed to have the suzerain's permission, and went straight to him, took the object in his hand, took two steps back, and looked at it carefully.

"My Soul Orb!"

When Zixuan saw what he was holding, she cried out again.

At this moment, what the old man is holding in his hands and looking at carefully is not her inexplicably lost soul orb, what else?