If you can get three tickets at the same time and follow him, the person behind the scenes looks very brave. However, there are many high-ranking people here now, and I guess even if someone wants to make trouble, he won't take advantage of this time.

Si Ruo nodded and said that after he knew, he followed Pei Kong and Chang Wei to meet Master Xiwen. Of course, this time he met just to say hello. Even if Si Ruo is an outer disciple, he should know some seniors in the sect, not to mention that Xi Wen's name was outside the past. Even if it is abandoned now, people in the extraordinary world should respect him. Who doesn't take a high look at him?

Then……

"Why do you have to take the subway? You have to do the subway when visiting the master?" Si Ruo was amused and crying. Chang Chuang took them out of the back door all the way, and then he entered the subway station without long after he left.

Chang Chuang yawned because the assistant asked the social media and did not sleep well. "Of course I don't have to take the subway when I met, but my studio is a bit far away. Don't you want to build a sword? It just so happened that Xi Wen slept at me yesterday, so I guess I haven't woken up yet."

Si Ruo and Pei Kong looked at each other and were speechless. Chang Wei looked very experienced and yawned like his father, which was surprisingly similar when synchronized.

I didn't take the subway for long. Si Ruo was not familiar with the terrain of New York and didn't know where it was. Anyway, he turned left and right under Chang Chuang's guidance.

This is a five-story building with a signboard of a craft shop hanging at the door. After entering the door, I saw a lot of crafts. What Chang Wei said before seemed to be true. His father's craftsmanship was so good, he would not be able to do so.

Sruo picked up a very Egyptian-style priest scepter and whispered!

The information about the unlocking of the entry in his mind made him stunned for a moment, and the gray entry of the deceased returned.

This is a traditional Egyptian spell, or divine art, which can be used by those priests who believe in Egyptian divine artifacts. The effect is to recall someone's soul from the underworld and then resurrect.

In fact, every divine system involves the realm of death, because the cycle of life and death is the basics of every divine system, but many people attach different importance to life and death. Some divine systems never take the resurrection seriously, and the Egyptian divine system is one of them.

Priests can summon the souls of the dead as long as they recite the spell, but if they want to be resurrected, they need another step. This step is difficult but not simple. For example, killing a few more people to splice different organs for the soul is quite self-deception. If the original body resurrection is not considered disturbing the rules of life and death?

If you want to use this magic, you need to recite a mantra, your faith in a certain Egyptian god's main god, and your spiritual power. Not to mention anything else, just your faith in a certain god basically eliminates the possibility of using it.

But this is nothing. Si Ruo has become accustomed to it. What really surprised him was that the scepter he picked up casually turned out to be a real antique!

"Oh, the young man is very sensible!"

Chang Chuang laughed, looked at Si Ruo with relief, then glared at Chang Wei with a cold face, "This kid has come several times but has not seen the mystery. Humph, embarrassing!"

Chang Wei was confused. Could anyone really throw away antiques in the store at will? No, no!

Seeing this, Si Ruo seemed to deliberately stimulate him, he reached out and swept through the handicrafts outside one by one, and stopped when another jingling sounded in his mind.

Chang Chuang stretched out his thumb, "I'm so happy to give it to you!"

It was a rusty cross, not as big as a palm, and was inconspicuous in the corner, like a inferior souvenir. But the strange thing is that it was not Jesus hanging on the cross, but a scarecrow image.

The reason why Siruo found it so quickly this time was not because the soul armed forces in his mind responded, but because of the aura that was the same as the tarot card demon sequence. He... found another one!

Are you destined to be with the Demon Sequence?

While I was amused, I went to see the soul armed forces again, and couldn't help but gasp, the Star-sucking Technique!

Finally I have an internal skill, and finally... I still can't use it in gray.

Si Ruo clicked the entry in annoyingly and found that the requirements for practicing the Star-Absorbing Technique are very high. First, you must have your own true qi, and then you have to use the true qi to open up some necessary meridians, and then dissipate your skills according to the requirements of the Star-Absorbing Technique. Only then can you practice. Si Ruo was stuck in the first step.

However, the emergence of the Star-Absorbing Technique is related to the cross of this grass man, and the reason is the branching ability of this demon sequence.

The ability of the straw man cross can be simply summarized as the word "request". The straw man cross must be allowed to absorb energy every three days. If there is an interruption, it will ignore you.

But the problem is that the straw man's cross is useless at all, and that energy is only absorbed and not released.

Of course, the only good thing is that there is no requirement for the energy absorbed by the straw man cross, and both electricity and impact force can be applied.

"This thing is actually useless. When I was young, I used it as a heart protection mirror, but then I thought about it quite a waste. Besides, if the enemy can stab your heart, it should be no difficulty in cutting your head, so I didn't support it anymore. After all, the electricity bill is quite expensive." Chang Chuang said as if he was recalling the past and was always missing it.

Siruo directly hung it around his neck and placed the straw man cross in his heart. He didn't care about the problem of heart protection glasses. The key is just the ability to collect sequences, but this is not forced.

Although the sequence ability is unpredictable, the limitation is still too great. Take Siruo as an example. He already has the perfect driving ability of a chariot sequence, so it is impossible to have other sequences or even the same sequence. If you have to use other abilities, you have to hold it with your hands.

Look at the two current storage objects of the demon sequence abilities, one ghost skull and the other straw man cross, there is no serious one. Could it be that I am a bad person?

Follow Chang Wei inside, the entire building belongs to Chang Chuang. The first and second floors are normal accommodation and exhibition areas, while the third floor is the forging area. It is hard to imagine that in the period when modern technology is so developed, people still retain the most primitive forging equipment and technology.

Si Ruo's mind even saw Chang Chuang's figure sweating profusely behind the flying Mars with an iron hammer.

"Yo! Am I late?"

Perhaps because of the sound of footsteps of everyone, a man with messy hair walked out of the house, with a beard, and if he hadn't looked good, he would have been no different from a homeless man.

"I always suspect that the reason why you put down your sword is because you don't have to get up early when you do art!" Chang Chuang mocked without reservation.

Xi Wen was shocked, "You actually saw through it!"

"Hello Master, I am..."

"Oh, I know you, Pei Donglai's son. I actually told him that it's best to let your child practice swords early, so as to avoid starting again. Look at what you did in Hawaii!" Xi Wen scratched his scalp, then took out a rubber band from somewhere and thrust the shawl's messy hair back. Hey, the feeling of unruly came out. He suddenly changed from a homeless man to a ppap boss.

Pei Kong looked bitter. This matter seemed to be his father's fault. If he had asked himself to practice swords directly, there would probably not have been so many innocent people who died tragically. If there was a saying of cause and effect, then Pei Donglai's life debt would be heavy enough.

Si Ruo patted his shoulder with understanding. No one thought about this. To become a perfect person, Zhuli, his will must be extremely firm. Unfortunately, the person who can pass on the seal does not see will, but strength. Otherwise, the ancestors of the Pei family would not have chosen Pei Donglai as their heir.

Xi Wen looked at Si Ruo again and said in a little surprised: "It's a pity that you don't practice swords with your temperament, but it's not too late now. If you are willing to work hard, it won't take long to integrate the sword."

Siruo: "..." Why do you feel that this praise is a bit wrong?

"Okay, I'll help you to temporarily stabilize the guests. You should pack up quickly. I heard that there are many beauties coming today!" Chang Chuang pushed the cat and asked, "Don't hit the children here."

Xi Wen curled his lips, reached out to take out a shaver that he had placed there, and wiped it on his face a few times. The messy stubble was even black at all. But thinking about his previous identity as a kendo master, even if he had abandoned his sword for many years, he still had this technique.

Chang Chuang didn't ask, and directly brought everyone to the side of the iron stove, "What kind of sword do you two want? Draw a pattern by yourself, or go to the picture album over there to find it yourself."

Pei Kong and Siruo did not think of this, picked up the picture album next to them and found that there were at least hundreds of pictures. "Have you ever fought these Uncle Chuang?"

Chang Chuang shrugged, "Eighty percent of them are not considered good swords. They are beautiful, but they do not conform to the principles of mechanics and are easily chopped in high-intensity battles. Just look at the first hundred pages."

The principle of mechanics? Haha, it’s great, your Pei family finally has a science-oriented person!

Pei Kong was silent for a moment and took the white paper and drew a pattern himself. The sword spine and the hilt were normal, but the handguard part was designed as a white mask, which was the one that Pei Donglai brought on on Christmas Eve.

Si Ruo raised his eyebrows. Pei Kong's confidence was firm enough, obviously he wanted to cut off this fate.

Chang Chuang took a look and smiled and said, "It's interesting, but it's not difficult, but you have to understand that holding this sword is insulated from words such as "cool" and "demeaning", and it's a villain."

Pei Kong didn't care, "It's good to be a charming villain."

Chang Chuang took the white paper and looked at Si Ruo, "Where are you?"

"I, uh, I actually won't go to the front line to fight. I just came here to prevent Pei Kong from appearing lonely. Well, my sword has no requirements, as long as it is strong enough."
Chapter completed!