abnabooks Chapter 368: A Small Test Of A Bull's Knife, Shocking!
Chapter 368: A Small Test Of A Bull's Knife, Shocking!
Zhou Ziheng hurriedly said politely: "Old chief, you are serious. You are the pillar of the country, the pillar, and the role model. You are the role model for the future."
"Furthermore, it was Master Qin's guidance from Master Qin Shaoshuai that the last commander could be as high as he is today. The younger generation is really not qualified to be compared with Master Qin. I also ask the old chief not to kill the last commander."
Old Li Taishan blushed and waved his hands quickly: "I'm old, I'm all old, I am only a Xianyun Yehe now, you and I can be old Li."
"By the way, let's take a look at this stone tablet first."
Zhou Ziheng immediately looked at Qin Fan, and said respectfully, "Mr. Qin, you are erudite and talented. Would you like to introduce your old chief?"
Everyone looked at Qin Fan.
Qin Fan didn't spoil everyone's interest. He also knew that the old chief looked at his ability as a rising star. Otherwise, how could he be interested in witchcraft as an ordinary person?
Qin Fan said in a low voice, "The totem on this stele is missing."
"If you want to learn the above witchcraft, you have to make up for it."
As soon as these words came out, Li Taishan was slightly startled: "Xiao Qin, do you also study witchcraft?"
"Old man, I heard that you are not only good at alchemy and formation, but also in witchcraft. You are truly a genius."
Qin Fan politely said, "Elder Li has praised it, but the younger generation only knows a thing or two."
Li Taishan pointed at the old man in the robe beside him and smiled: "It's okay, this friend of mine has a very deep research on witchcraft. He has achieved attainments for 50 years, but he can't crack this witchcraft."
"You can't break it, Xiao Qin, and it won't hurt you."
The mysterious old man in long gown nodded slightly: "Please enlighten Master Qin."
The old man in the mysterious gown did not think that Qin Fan could repair the totem. As the deputy head of the Wushen Temple, he had been studying witchcraft for fifty years. Even the elders of the witch clan might not know more about witchcraft than him.
He can't do it, let alone a young child?
Qin Fan nodded: "Then I'll give it a try."
After speaking, Qin Fan waved out with one hand, and directly wiped away the totem of the five-meter-tall ancient monument, turning it into dust.
Li Taishan was startled: "Little Qin, this is you?"
Qin Fan said: "This painting is broken, please paint it again."
Li Taishan nodded: "So it is."
Don't interrupt after speaking.
However, the old man in the robe who accompanied Li Taishan slightly frowned and asked his own question: "Master Qin, this totem has an extraordinary origin. Many masters have copied it. It has its shape but no charm."
"Can you really copy the exact same painting?"
Qin Fan said: "It should be possible."
"However, to be precise, it's not copying."
After finishing speaking, Qin Fan dropped a finger, and the real essence was like a knife, depicting it in the air.
Whoosh whoosh!
Whoa whoa whoa!
I saw the golden sword shadow flickering on the stone tablet, and a brand new totem was resurfaced, and the speed was getting faster and faster.
Less than five minutes.
Qin Fan's hands moved thousands of times, unpredictable, and a new totem emerged.
The picture is still the old wizard sacrificing himself, attracting the sea of thunder.
But more complete.
Every grass and every tree in the picture is vividly displayed.
Seeing Qin Fan's new totem, Li Taishan asked curiously: "Xiao Qin's mural skills are really extraordinary, but it seems that there is still a lack of charm."
The old man in the robe also asked Qin Fan: "Master Qin, your totem is the same as what the old man said before. It only has its shape, not its god."
Qin Fan said: "Don't worry, it's not over yet."
After finishing speaking, Qin Fan closed his eyes, sacrificed his divine sense, injected it into the totem, and forcibly gave the totem charm.
A minute later, Qin Fan opened his eyes again, and the totem in front of him had a new look, with a powerful imposing manner. When everyone looked at it, the totem was lifelike, like another world, almost caught in it, under the sea of thunder and despair.
Li Taishan took one more look and shuddered.
However, he did not fall into it, and a golden dragon shadow appeared on his body. It was the dragon of luck, but it was very weak. It should be a phantom of the dragon of national luck.
A character of this level, who has set the cauldron of Kyushu, has made great contributions to righting the world, and has the courage of the dragon, must have the protection of the atmosphere.
A mere totem, helpless.
On Zhou Ziheng's side, he was also terrified, and he showed the will of the emperor, desperately resisting the pull of this totem.
"This picture is really terrifying, and I almost swallowed it." Zhou Ziheng was terrified, and felt Qin Fan more and more terrifying.
Just a single painting can deter the gods.
In the eyes of Master Qin, the realm of the gods is probably no different from ants.
Even Zhou Ziheng had a feeling that although he witnessed the battle between Master Qin and the Goddess of Phoenix Blood, his understanding of Master Qin was still far from enough.
This is a young man with a foggy body. Zhou Ziheng felt that he would believe him when he said that he was descended from the gods.
After all, Master Qin is young, yet omnipotent and omniscient.
Looking at the old man in the long gown, he was already kneeling on the ground, his eyes were sluggish. The reason was that he glanced at the totem carved by Qin Fan, his mind had been hooked into the picture, and he could not return, and his body had become a puppet.
Only Lin Xiaoyang is an exception.
Others are fighting, but she is alone in the totem, gaining a lot and lingering.
Li Taishan was the first to calm down and sighed: "Little Qin is so talented, this totem of the Wu clan is so mysterious and unpredictable, it is impossible to describe it even if the elders of the Wu clan today paint it."
"But you took a few minutes to restore this totem that has been passed down for thousands of years, and give it even more charm."
"It is a blessing for the country to be so talented."
"The old admiration, the old admiration!"
Qin Fan smiled slightly: "Just luck."
Having said that, who is Qin Fan?
He is a dignified Immortal Emperor. He once cultivated the Witch Race God of War. Looking at the earth's human world and the world of immortal cultivation, there is no one who understands the Witch Race's sorcery better than him.
Depicting this picture is just a drop in the bucket of his understanding of witchcraft.
At this time, Qin Fan used means to wake up the old man in the robe.
The old man in the robe woke up, closed his eyes quickly, and stabilized his mind, but he was already in a cold sweat and his limbs were trembling.
Li Taishan asked with a smile, "Lao Yun, is this totem scary?"
The old man in the robe was silent: "Chief, you are really joking, this totem is more than terrible?"
"I almost died."
Li Taishan said again: "Little Qin's talent, not to say that he is the best in the past, but at least it's a shock to the past. It's hard to underestimate young people."
The old man in the robe looked ashamed: "What the chief said is."
After finishing speaking, the old man in the robe bowed his hands to Qin Fan, his eyes full of blood and blood: "Old man Ye Zhixuan, the deputy head of the Wushen Temple."
"Master Qin, it's the old man who underestimated you before. I hope you, Haihan."
Qin Fan asked casually, "Your surname is Ye? Who are you from the Ye family?"
Ye Zhixuan said quickly, "The ninth member of the Ye family, the head of the Ye family, Ye Wenxuan is my eldest brother."
Qin Fan nodded slightly, and it really was from the Ye family.
The Ye family is worthy of being the first family in the Imperial Capital, and an old man who just ran out is the peak of the foundation building.
It seems that the Ye family's heritage is stronger than expected.
Ye Zhixuan asked quickly, "Master Qin, did you have a holiday with someone in my family?"
Li Taishan also smiled and said, "Little Qin, if you have a grudge against the Ye family, you can tell me, old man, I am willing to help you resolve it."
Qin Fan smiled and said, "Thank you Mr. Li for your concern. I don't have any grudges with the Ye family, I just asked casually."
Li Taishan and Ye Zhixuan both breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, three figures came from the outside, it was Zhou Longtao, Ye Ningshuang, Ye Wanwen and the others.
The three saw Qin Fan, Zhou Ziheng, and Li Taishan standing together, but they didn't take it seriously and ignored Qin Fan.
Because Zhou Ziheng and Li Taishan must have come to Lin Xiaoyang.
"Meet Zhou Uncle."
"Hello, Chief."
The three young men greeted each other one after another.
Li Taishan didn't know these three juniors, so he nodded slightly and ignored them.
Zhou Longtao hesitated for a moment, and then said to Zhou Ziheng, "Zhou Uncle, someone spoke ill of you just now!"
"Say it's him."
After speaking, Zhou Longtao pointed to Qin Fan.