Big conspiracy or something like that, knowing it now will only increase your worries. To borrow a sentence from Electrolux: "The strength is there, you can only be at the mercy of others. Instead of thinking about what is there and what is not, it is better to improve your own strength first."
Sometimes, the phrase "you know too much" is not only a joke, not only a persecution, but also a kind of protection for others.
Reason, it is indeed such a reason.
So when Qianjie stood there and pondered for a moment, and realized that there was a lack of necessary intelligence support, he decisively put it behind him and walked to the pile of rotten meat and the two ice sculptures.
He is preparing to carry out an activity that has always been great. Low EQ is called touching corpses and hair mounds, and high EQ is called rational utilization of resources, which belongs to the distribution of spoils.
Of course, since he didn't kill the person, he turned to look at the majestic old man named Gu Yun behind him.
"Old man?" Qianjie called out softly, without saying anything.
Gu Yun nodded noncommittally. It was obvious that he was an old soul master.
As for the two frozen by Snow Emperor? It doesn't matter, anyway, after the Snow Emperor and Huo Yulin are bound, he will make the decision for Huo Yulin.
He took off his gloves, put on a new pair of white gloves, and started groping in the pile of rotten meat without any care.
Ding~
As if remembering such a voice in his mind, Qianjie raised his hand from the rotten flesh and dropped the treasure.
A round fragment that shone like moonlight in this arctic snowfield appeared in his hand. It looked like a skull. Qianjie knew the name of this skull: the Hundred Thousand Years Moon Shadow Sirius Skull.
The additional ability is probably Yuehua.
Yes, it is the group of soul beasts that were exterminated by the Holy Spirit Cult because of a skill - the Holy Spirit Cult is no less than one of them in order to destroy souls and bones. They usually rush towards the gathering place of soul beasts with a bunch of titles, and circle. Get up and kill them manually.
"Old man, I'm not going to show you any respect for this soul bone. I'm useful. You can choose from the other two titles later." Qianjie shook his soul bone towards Gu Yun without being too polite.
He himself has no need for the soul bones, and the soul bones sacrificed by the Ice Emperor will be given to Huo Yulin later, and Huo Yulin will probably be assigned to a high-end match.
But this thing might really be useful, like Wolf Bao'er...
Although the relationship is not yet in place, and there is no guarantee that the other party will follow you and Huo Yulin, you must always be prepared, what if?
He also needs to form a team. The number seven may actually have some inherent attributes in this land, such as the seven monsters, the seven offerings in the Spirit Hall, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda...
The theory of luck is not a hypothesis. If you can, just do it. If you really get lucky, you will make a lot of money.
Mr. Gu Yun nodded and said nothing more.
Qianjie accepted the soul bone and continued to touch the corpse, and soon another treasure dropped. It was still a soul bone, plus the 100,000-year-old soul bone just now, a total of four pieces.
As a titled elder of the Holy Spirit Sect, even if he is the lowest ranked, he still has a few soul bones.
Except for one piece that was one hundred thousand years old, the other three were secret soul bones, two were secret soul bones, and one was about fifty thousand years old. Qianjie handed it over to Mr. Gu Yun.
Then there is the space soul guide. This thing was not smashed by a hammer. It can be seen that Gu Yun is really an old soul master and understands the meaning of this.
He didn't have any use for the advanced soul tools inside, so he kept some of the gold soul coins inside and gave them to Lin Yuan.
It's just that this title's net worth is a bit embarrassing, and it's far from enough to even have a custom-installed level nine soul bomb...
But at least some of the soil was filled in the hole, and Qianjie could almost make enough money from selling his books - indeed, murder was the fastest way to earn money.
The other two ice sculptures didn't cause much trouble. They didn't have any rare treasures. They were all soul bones and gold soul coins. One of the hundred thousand year soul bones was picked up by Gu Yun. Qianjie took away the gold soul coins. The other Gu Yun and Lin Yuan.
If you come out to fool around, you will have to pay it back sooner or later, and the treasure hunter will also be robbed one day. That's basically what it's like.
"Mr. Gu Yun, let's talk?" He turned around to see that the huge ice block that frozen Huo Yulin on the ice field had not changed much. Qianjie looked at Gu Yun and hesitated to speak.
Being idle is also idle.
"Master, you can come over, there are some things I really need to explain." Looking back at Lin Yuan, who was consciously preparing to stay away, Qianjie offered words to persuade him to stay.
This trip to the far north has already been partially revealed. Since many things have been mentioned, there is no need to hide myself as a master.
Lin Yuan hesitated for a while and nodded.
His intuition told him that these are probably not something that everyone can listen to, and it is not just a matter of listening to a secret to gain some knowledge - many times, the reason why a secret is a secret is because there is a high probability that if you listen to it, it will put a dent in your shoulders. One who carries a burden.
What's worse is that when it comes to Qianjie, his disciple, he really can't stay out of it, such as this trip to the far north.
Qianjie took a deep breath, and for a moment he didn't know where to start. Gu Yun kept his indifferent expression and seemed not to be curious. He seemed to be the same person as when he first arrived.
"Martial Soul Hall? Qianjia?" In the end, Qianjie chose an answer that both of them knew well as the beginning.
Gu Yun nodded noncommittally: "Yes, it seems that you know your identity very well."
Lin Yuan suddenly wanted to cover his ears, feeling numb. It was such explosive information from the beginning, even worse than the million-year soul ring.
Wuhun Palace, the term "baojiang" is almost being cursed in Douluo Continent, and it seems that Qianjie has a lot to do with it.
But in the end, I didn’t cover it up. After all, I heard a lot of exciting information along the way.
"I only got part of the records and soul bones in a special space. The rest is not clear." Qianjie passed the blame to the inheritance space.
"Where are your family members?" Gu Yun suddenly asked.
"Family? I don't have any. I was born in a small village called Qianjiatun and grew up eating food from hundreds of families. People in the village can't remember who their so-called ancestors are. Only I, the person who entered the special space, got these records."
Qianjie shook his head, he could probably guess what Gu Yun wanted to ask.
"There is no soul master?"
"The oldest old man in the village can't remember that there has ever been a soul master in the village. It seems that I am the only one so far." Qianjie spread his hands, "When I returned to the village, I also tried to awaken the martial soul for the villagers, but the result was the same. There are all these messy martial souls, and none of them have innate soul power."
He really tried to awaken. After all, he had a special identity and his surname. Maybe the whole village was filled with angel martial spirits. Then why do you think you are an evil soul master or join the Holy Spirit Cult? People in a village don't require almighty cultivation, just a few can do it.
Living and growing up together, relatives with the same surname in the same village is better than outsiders, isn't it true?
But actually...
How should I put it, he lied, it’s not that no one has awakened the innate soul power, it’s that no one is hanging on him...
When it comes to awakening martial souls, they always respond with things like "get away, why not eat", and if you have nothing to do, you can come and help Uncle San while I pick up the manure.
(End of chapter)
