MTL - Shen Yin Wang Zuo-v2 Chapter 12 Xingyao Unicorn (1)

Chapter Twelve Stars Unicorn (1)

When I heard the reminder of the night, Long Haochen felt a little regret. However, after entering this area, he clearly felt that the speed of the funnel vortex around his chest was significantly faster. Even if you don't practice meditation, his spiritual power will not increase much slower here.

"Fame name." A low, old voice sounded at this moment.

Long Haochen was taken aback, and with the improvement of cultivation, his mental strength became stronger. He did not know that he used less skill to consume less spiritual strength than the physical condition of the son of light. It has played a considerable role. But at this time he did not find anyone approaching.

"The ghost house of the main temple of the city carries the ghosts and comes to the holy mountain to select the mount partner."

The figure flashed, and the ghost that had always fallen behind had brought his son to the front, and stood next to the night teacher and the dragon and the morning master.

An old figure slowly came out from the front, his body was like a part of the pale golden light, and the breath was completely covered by the fog.

The old man has some hunchbacks, not to mention armor, even the warrior suits are not even, just a simple gray cloth. There are a few white hairs around the bald head, and the wrinkles on the face can definitely serve as a weapon to catch mosquitoes and flies, and there is no half-color in the dim eyes. The look of the wind and the candle, as if a wind blows, it is possible to end life like this.

"The moon is divided into the night of the temple, with the disciple Long Haochen came to the holy mountain to select the mount partner." The sound of the night is cold, even if it is here, his habits can not be changed.

The old man walked very slowly and walked closer. After Long Haochen saw his appearance, he could not help but startled.

The old man had only one arm, his left arm was elbow-broken, his right eye was smashed, and his face had a huge scar that stretched from the top of his head to his lower jaw. It seems that his head has been opened.

While seeing the old man's appearance, Long Haochen also discovered that his temperamental teacher, at this time, showed a respectful look in his eyes and slowly bowed down to the old man. The same is true of ghosts on the other side.

Long Haochen did not dare to neglect, and quickly followed the teacher respectfully.

Although Ghost Wu also followed his father, he did not agree with how many points he took. He was a priest-like figure in the main temple of the city since he was a child. Whether he was still in the temple of the Knights, whoever saw him was not polite. At this time, it is somewhat unwilling to bow down to such a disabled old man.

The old man swept away from the four people in front of him, with a few hoarse old voices faintly said: "Take your credentials out."

"Yes." Ghost and the night of the same voice agreed, and the ghost was a step faster, handing a reel. Nighthua just glanced at him coldly, and he followed a reel.

The old man first looked at the scroll handed by the ghost and nodded. Then, when I watched the reel on the night, I gave a scorn in my mouth, and my eyes couldn’t help but fall on Long Haochen’s body. I looked at him up and down.

Long Haochen vaguely knows that this scroll is all the records after he entered the temple of the moon, including his age and cultivation.

At this time, he was watched by the monologue, and he had a feeling of being invisible. It seems that the dim eye has a strong penetrating power.

The old man quickly passed his eyes and then waved to the ghost, saying: "You come over."

Ghosts touched his son and gave him a wink.

Ghosts hurriedly stepped forward, at least superficially respectful.

The old man’s one-armed arm lifted, seemingly casually falling on the shoulders of the ghosts, and the ghostly subconscious body fretting seemed to struggle, but when the skinny palm fell on his shoulder, his whole person was instantly stiff and could not Move half a minute.

A drop of sweat flowed down from the ghost's head, and he clearly felt that the old man's palm was like a mountain, letting him exert his strength as a mud cow into the sea.

"Well, 18 years old. Admission is allowed. You can go." The latter sentence is for ghosts.

The wrist turned over, and the thin palm had a long strip of tokens in it, and the token was dark. He handed the token into the hands of the ghost, saying: "When you encounter different levels of Warcraft, the tokens will appear in different colors. The lowest level of Warcraft in the Holy Mountain is the second level, the corresponding color is red, and so on, yellow, green, blue, Blue, purple, white, silver. Nine is the ultimate. If there is gold, then it is an aggressive World of Warcraft, as long as it does not show you closeness in the first time, as far away as possible. If there is Warcraft and If you are close, you can try to communicate with your heart. If you don't want to communicate with yourself, you can continue to search for it and know that you can find the target. The time limit is 30 days. If you still have not found the right World of Warcraft within 30 days, the token will appear red gold. After ten seconds, you will be sent out and the token will be withdrawn. Do you understand?"

"Yes." Ghost Wu promised.

The scroll that the old man held in his hand suddenly turned into a fly ash, and a gray energy floated out, which was integrated with the black token in his hand. The halo on the token returned to normal.

“Thank you for your predecessors.” Ghostly and respectfully turned to the old man after the ceremony, and turned away from the scope of the holy mountain. Ghost Wu did not dare to neglect. He took a look at Long Xiaochen, not far away, and stepped into the pale golden mist and disappeared instantly. not see.

The old man waved to Long Hao morning, "It's up to you, young man, let the old man touch the bone age. See if you really can bring the old man a little surprised."

"Yes." Long Xiaochen looked at the teacher and slowly stepped forward, respectfully standing in front of the old man.

The old man also put his hand on his shoulder, and a warm feeling suddenly came in. Long Haochen did not move, just stood there quietly.

After a while, the old man flashed a shock in his eyes, and after taking back his hand, he looked up and down again.

"The moon is divided into the temple." The old man sighed.

"The younger generation is here." The night is two steps forward, respectful salute.

The old man turned his eyes and looked at the night, saying: "Where did you find this little monster? It is still less than fourteen years old. It has already achieved a great knight. And the spiritual power is over a thousand. Even if it is When Long Xingyu’s little guy came a few decades ago, it seems that he has no talent like him. This is a true genius! Can you report it to the temple and train him by the temple?”

The face of the night has changed slightly. He did not expect that the elders of the mountain guards had moved their love to the dragons in the morning. I think that too, there may not be one in a hundred years like him.

"Predecessors, not the younger generations, but only half a year is the hunting magic group selection contest. The younger generation is confident that his teaching is no worse than anyone."

After thinking about it, the old man nodded and said, "Okay. The old man is too lazy to take care of these foreign affairs. Just got you. Boy, you just heard what I said?"

Long Haochen respectfully said: "Listen clearly."

The old man nodded and said: "Then go. But you are different from him. If you break through the big knight within 20 years old, you can have one more privilege than him. If you don't find a suitable mount in 30 days, Then, you can enter the sacred mountain's transmission array to randomly acquire a other plane's Warcraft to act as a mount. However, if you drag it to that time, you can only try your luck and definitely find the right Warcraft, but It’s hard to say whether it’s strong or weak, or even a level one. So, in the 30 days of the Holy Mountain, you have to work hard. Do you understand?”