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Wuqi thought for a moment." Sure, but you can't kill him. I have to kill him."”
"Fine, fine, fine. You kill me, you kill me. Actually, I have a feud with him, but since you've already paid, I'll give it to you.”
"According to the information, he should be at the seventh level of the Soul Ascending Realm.”
"You were injured after killing a seventh level Soul Ascending Realm cultivator. How can you say that you are invincible in the universe?”
Wu Ping said with a smile.
"You don't understand, so I won't explain it to you.”
"Tsk, keep bragging.”
"I'm not bragging! I'm invincible!"
"Where are you going?"
Wu Qi asked.
"I'm going back to sleep. I haven't slept well during this period of time. See you at the mountain gate tomorrow.”
Wu Ping waved at Wu Qi without turning his head, then disappeared from his sight.
He looked at Wu Ping who was leaving.
Wu Qi took out a booklet from his storage bag.
He sat cross-legged on the ground.
[Spirit Calendar *******, 10th day of the 8th month, sunny day. I met a friend at the Earth Fire Spring at the back mountain of the Blood Rain Sect. His surname is Wu and his name is Ping. His cultivation is slightly stronger than mine, his combat strength is slightly stronger than mine, and his physical body is slightly stronger than mine. He can't compare to me in the way of the sword, but he doesn't seem to practice the sword. Sigh…] I reflect on myself three times a day. Why am I weaker than him? Answer: I killed too few people and still need to work hard. Today, there will be many interesting things.
One is my friend Wu Ping, and my hobby is similar, both like to kill people.
Second, the sect master is old and rotten wood can't be carved. My friend and I will use the spring to cultivate the secret method. If we succeed, won't it become a good story? But he drove me out of Wuping
They sat there for the entire afternoon.
It was written in a voluminous manner.
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Early in the morning.
Wu Ping arrived at the mountain gate.
Wu Qi had been waiting here for a long time.
He thought that he was early enough, but in the end, this Wuqi was even earlier than him.
"Good morning."
Regarding Wu Ping's strange greeting, Wuqi was a little puzzled and replied,"Good morning."
"Do you have a flying magic tool?"
"You didn't?"
Wuqi asked in confusion.
"No, I'm poor and can't afford it.”
Wu Ping's spirit stones were all used to feed the demonic tree.
How could he afford a magical artifact?
Who knew that Wu Qi would open his mouth and say,"Then snatch it. I have a lot of things that I snatched."”
Wu Ping's eyes lit up. Why didn't he think of that?
He seemed to have walked into a dead end.
" That makes sense!!!"
"I've learned it."
"Sure enough, one of the three of us is bound to have a teacher."
As soon as he said that.
Wu Qi hurriedly picked up a small notebook and began to write something down.
Wu Ping went over to see if he still didn't give it to him.
"What are you memorizing?"
"I think this sentence is very classic and very reasonable. I'm prepared to remember it and use it to tell stories in the future!”
Wu Ping was helpless.
This person was obviously good at posturing.
But he was always thinking about storytelling.
He didn't know what she was thinking.
After writing, Wuqi took out a flying carpet.
The two of them sat on it and set off towards the mountain gate.
Along the way, the two of them were extremely busy.
One was constantly refining his soul, and the other was constantly writing something down in his small notebook.
"Why are your living souls so strange?”
Wu Qi frowned.
In Wu Ping's hand, a level-three zombie soul with several long and sharp tentacles was baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
He was still casting incantation gestures on the souls of the dead.
Wuqi was confused and anxious.
What kind of living soul looks like this?
"The world is so big that you don't know how to deal with strange things. You're too inexperienced.”
It was a casual lie.
Wuqi listened very seriously.
He even began to reflect on himself.
"That's true. It seems that I've been involved in too few places.”
"Yes, it's good to have this heart. As the saying goes, it's better to travel ten thousand miles than to read ten thousand books.”
It was done.
It was another famous aphorism.
Wuqi was busy.
Wu Ping realized that this person seemed to have a lot of questions.
And it was also a little cute.
However, every time he annoyed Wu Ping with his questions, Wu Ping would casually say a line that was rich in philosophy or an ancient poem from the Blue Star, and he would be quiet for half a day.
This made Wu Ping a little happy. He had finally discovered Wuqi's mute switch.
On the road.
Wuqi was stunned.
He was very puzzled. Where did Wu Ping's living souls come from?
Not to mention the large number.
Moreover, each of them was ferocious and terrifying!
What was even more ridiculous was that he pulled it out with his back.
He actually took out a living soul that looked like a fish that was twenty to thirty meters long!!
He muttered in a daze,"Fish…" There are living souls too?"
Wu Ping tilted his head slightly.”
"But isn't a living soul only available to humans?”
This was common sense.
"What makes you think it's a fish?" Wu Ping sneered. What right do you have to define their race?”
"But this is a fish."
"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Although it looks like a fish, if I say it's not a fish, it's not a fish. Have you ever seen a fish with a soul?”
"Alright, alright. You can write in your diary in peace. Don't disturb me while I refine the living soul.”
Wu Ping got busy again.
The 20 to 30-meter-long fish was constantly being infused with hand seals.
The Yin Qi in his body gradually deepened.
Not long after, the big fish raised its head and roared,""Roar!"
"Hahahahaha, it's done!!!”
Wu Ping took out his soul flag and unfurled it.
The surrounding Heaven Earth Yin Qi gathered.
More than a thousand living souls flew out of the soul flag, led by the big fish, soaring in the sky.
Hell was empty, and evil spirits were in the human world.
Wu Ping jumped up.
He stood firmly on the fish head.
Wuqi's hand that was holding the pen could not help but tremble.
This had completely refreshed his worldview.
"So the Soul Refining Flag is not a rotten magic tool. This big fish is actually comparable to a cultivator at the eighth level of Soul Ascending Realm and above. It's still a soul body. In addition, it has more than 1,000 evil ghost souls under its command. This is…"
He took out his notebook and wrote it down. Although he could not see these special scenes, nor could he see this big fish with a living soul.
But Wu Ping could let him see it.
He could also listen to Wu Ping.
In the diary.
[Ling Calendar], 11th day of the 8th month, sunny day. My good friend Wu Ping has opened my eyes today. There are many wonders in this world. Fish actually have souls and can be refined with a secret method. They can be used to soar in the sky. They are really majestic and domineering. I can't compare to them, but my riding skills are not bad. I'm envious. I want to call my good friend and let him try.]
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