I saw this little black toad scurrying and jumping all the way, and quickly rushed into the main hall gate.

Hey, this is interesting, I want to go over and see what happens. With a curious mind, Guan Heng fell to the ground with a thud, put his armor back into his body, took big steps, and followed him to the main hall door.

Hey, where did this little toad go? Guan Heng entered the palace gate and looked around, but the lively little toad just now was nowhere to be seen, and he began to wonder secretly in his heart.

Haha, it’s really strange. Where did the little thing go? Although he couldn’t find it for a while, Guan Heng didn’t panic. While he was looking for the little black toad, he looked around at the furnishings in the main hall: Well, there is quite a lot here.

It's clean and tidy, but there's no shrine for any gods. It's more like an elegant study.

Just after walking a few steps, Guan Heng suddenly felt a click under his feet. It turned out that the floor tiles here were rotten and rotten. When he stepped on them, several cracks appeared immediately.

The sound of crumbling floor tiles immediately startled the little black toad that was huddled in a dark corner. It screamed in panic and hurriedly ran away in another direction. Guan Heng's figure had long been engraved in the black toad's mind.

It remembered exactly how the other party cut off its own tongue, so there was no reason not to run away in a hurry.

Hey, hey, don't run. Guan Heng smiled and followed quickly: I'm not going to beat you to death. Don't be afraid of chasing after him. Guan Heng, who was quick and unparalleled, blocked the little black toad in the corner behind the pillar in the main hall.

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Haha, be good and let me catch you. Guan Heng lowered his body and reached out with his left hand to catch the little black toad. The toad jumped quickly and barely escaped the catch. Who knew that Guan Heng's left hand was just a feint, and he quickly stretched out his right hand.

Like electricity, I closed my five fingers and suddenly grabbed the little black toad.

The little toad kept struggling and screamed timidly, fearing that Guan Heng would crush him if he exerted any force.

Please don't hurt it. At this time, a person staggered out from behind the Mingzhu. This was a young man wearing ancient Chinese clothes. His face was pale and haggard, his speech was weak, and his body was even thinner. It seemed that a breeze could blow him away.

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Hehe, he finally came out. Guan Heng held the little toad lightly with his hands and smiled: I have long felt that there are other people in this hall, ah no, it should be other souls.

I see that your soul is as thin as paper. I'm afraid you are quite weak. Guan Heng asked the young man: Who are you and why do you linger in the ruins of this ancient oriental city?

And the moment you appeared, my right hand seemed to have some strange reaction. I suddenly showed my left arm, and an invisible aura of Cangjie's divine power suddenly lingered around.

This is the master's aura. The young man in ancient costume immediately showed an expression of disbelief: How is this possible? Master, he has been dead for thousands of years.

Master, you mean Cangjie, the great power of the Chinese Immortal Realm, your master Guan Heng suddenly narrowed his eyes, with a hint of questioning in his tone: Who are you?

Since you have my master's immortal bone aura, you can be considered half of my master's inheritor. The young man seemed to be getting weaker and weaker when speaking. He stretched out his hand to support Ming Zhu and took a few breaths, then said: "Can you give me back the little ink-colored toad?"

If it's not by my side, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long.

Oh, it turns out it is so important to you. Guan Heng took a few steps forward, stuffed the small black toad into the young man's hand, and said: It seems that your soul is indeed too weak.

He must have been beaten to pieces before he was alive, and then it took a lot of effort to gather his soul and body, right?

Yes, if I hadn't been with this soul-condensing ink toad, I would have disappeared between heaven and earth. The young man held the ink toad in his hand, and his energy seemed to be a little better. He then said: You just asked me about my identity.

The master of Cangjie’s ink-learning boy is called Qi Yong

Oh, it turns out you are Guan Heng, the powerful servant of Cangjie. He nodded slightly and suddenly realized: No wonder my right arm bone reacted to your appearance. Why did you end up living here? How was this ancient city built?

My master Cang Jie, the mighty Neng, was accidentally injured by the enemy's light energy weapon when he and a powerful enemy from the outer reaches of the universe exploded to death, and even half of my soul was shattered. The young man Qi Yong said: So I escaped alone.

Here, relying on some superficial techniques I learned from my master, I used some of the Chinese ancestors who lived here to worship me as a god, and thus built the ancient city.

As time went by, all the ancestors who believed in me died, and the ancient city was abandoned. Qi Yong's pale face showed a hint of memories of the past: In the following years, my soul and body became weaker and weaker, so I had no choice but to

He used his master's relics to extend himself some time, and was able to survive until now.

The relic of the powerful Cangjie must be that little black toad. Guan Heng smiled slightly: No wonder you are so nervous about it.

You are right. A smile appeared on the pale face of the young man Qi Yong. He lowered his head and gently touched the little black toad in his palm: This thing was originally called Ninghun fragrant ink. It was a special ink block used by my master Cang Jie for writing.

It has a unique effect that can gradually solidify the soul that is about to collapse, barely allowing the holder to keep his soul immortal.

Over the years, I have wrapped a bit of my soul around the ink block, allowing it to become conscious and turn into an ink toad. It can move freely. Qi Yong said to Guan Heng, "So it can play in the pool outside the hall, condensing."

The more active the soul ink toad is, the more time I can buy for myself, because it is responsible for warming and nourishing my divided soul. However, the divine power contained in the fragrant ink spreads everywhere, turning the original small pool into a black lake.

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So that's the case, this is also a way. Guan Heng nodded slightly and said: Does this soul-condensing incense have any other magical uses?

The ink ground out by this method can be dipped in the ink with a brush to invigorate the soul. Qi Yong said: Generally speaking, it is not easy to condense the soul of the deceased.

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Furthermore, if a weak soul body takes a little ink block of Soul Condensing Incense Ink, the soul body can be kept stable forever. After taking the incense ink for a long time to consolidate, the soul body will never disappear again.

This is really a good thing. Guan Heng secretly praised it in his heart. He asked curiously: By the way, Qi Yong, since this fragrant ink can keep the soul alive, why don't you eat it yourself?

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