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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Nine People Wang Luo Xinbai(2/2)

The cliché Ying Kong only knew a vague approximation and failed to fully solve the doubts.

When asking these common sense questions, the identity of this small account must be carefully considered, not the kind of old fried dough sticks.

His strength is not as weak as Ying Kong, but he is a young and cute newbie.

This kind of character is too difficult.

How could a young newbie who can cultivate to the Taoist realm be a young man?

The creatures of Dao have little knowledge, but the chance of being a creature of Dao is that they have a high chance of being misleading. After all, there are two creatures of Dao in the group.

Chu Xuan frowned and wondered what kind of character to set up a small trumpet.

Su Xian'er walked over and said with a smile: "Sir, the little guys from the Chu family don't even know what they look like outside the Chu county. They have been imprisoned by the Chu family and have never seen the world."

When Chu Xuan heard this, he had a flash of inspiration in his mind. Yes, the small trumpet can set up a super awesome background, locked up by his elders in a certain place, and he has never seen the world.

"Have it!"

"Sir, what's there?"

Su Xian'er was confused.

"It's okay, you can play while you don't have to pay attention to the little guys in the Chu family."

Chu Xuan waved his hand and said.

Ignoring Su Xian'er, who was muttering, Chu Xuan condensed a mass of Taoist rhyme, sank into the source of Taoist crystal, and then changed the breath in it.

The cultivation level is set to the six levels of the Dao Realm, which is a little stronger than Yingkong.

What's the name?

It's called "Shishen".
Chapter completed!
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