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Chapter 365 The magic knife kills the silent knife spike, the new function of the magic box(3/3)

Well, your surname is Guan?

"Buzz——"

Li Guanqi temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, stood up, raised his right hand, released his soul power, and soon left a mark on the forehead of Guan Ting's soul body.

Since then, the three-person team whose goal is to obtain the artifact from Fenling Mountain has been officially reorganized.

It's just that compared to when they teamed up with Shimakaze Yuya, the "status" of Nishimura Mina and Guan Ting is lower. Life or death is decided by Li Kanqi alone.

Because the three-person team fell apart in the first place because they couldn't get the Purple Sakura Badge that opened the Fenling Mountain Temple.

And now, this badge is in Li Guanqi's hands - he holds the key to the temple.

Of course, the most important thing is that there is still no time.

If the temple cannot be opened this year, it will have to wait another hundred years.

Nishimura Mina and Guan Ting can afford to wait, but their father and sister, who are suffering from spontaneous combustion cancer, cannot afford to wait.

So the two of them were in a desperate situation and had no choice but to give it a try and trust the character of Li Guanqi, a stranger.

"call--"

After being branded with his soul, Guan Ting's soul body returned to his physical body, then he opened his eyes and breathed slightly heavily.

His face looked a little ugly.

This is normal. After all, it is not a pleasant feeling to be reduced to a "slave" and have your life and death controlled by others.

"Is your hair really black?"

Li Guanqi looked at Guan Ting and suddenly asked: "Isn't it purple or blue?"

"..."

Guan Ting was startled at first, and then said in surprise: "Mr. Jincheng, you...you know?"

"certainly."

Li Guanqi smiled and said, "Leishuiguan family, your family is one of the leading forces in the river area. I heard that there is also a seven-star warrior ancestor in the family who is very famous."

"really."

Guan Ting's eyes were complicated, and then his black hair slowly turned purple-blue, and even his eyes turned purple-blue. His whole temperament suddenly changed, becoming a little less honest and a little more powerful and high-spirited.

Daluo Qingzhou, Leishuihe, Guanjia.

This river is named after this large family.

The Guan family's special ability is to control thunder and lightning, or, in other words, thunder.

So when Li Guanqi saw that Guan Ting had a fifth-level soul, his surname was Guan, and his name had the character "ting", he naturally thought of this family.

But the story of Guan Ting in the Guan family is destined to be a tragedy.

Because this Guan Ting is not only a five-element-level martial artist of different blood, but also a spellcaster in the Yin Realm of Liangyi.

What does this mean?

It means that when he was born, he was either born disabled or seriously ill, but later recovered due to some reasons.

People in Daluo discriminate against disabled people and magicians.

"Can you tell me something?"

Li Guanqi looked at Guan Ting, "Of course, if you feel offended, just pretend I didn't say anything. I didn't mean to cause trouble. I'm sorry."

"There's nothing that can't be said."

Guan Ting waved his hand and said with a wry smile: "Aren't they just those old stories, they are staged every day in Daluo.

In a long-standing heterogeneous family, a disabled child appeared, and the tribesmen who discriminated against disabled people wanted to throw him to death, but the child's mother was soft-hearted and secretly sent him out to the Sakura Shogunate.

That's it.

To say that I am disabled is not very appropriate. I am deformed.

I was born with 12 fingers, six on each hand.

The Guan family regarded this as a bad omen and wanted to throw me to death.

Finally...my mother, she secretly moved me out of the Guan family and sent me to the Sakura Shogunate.

When I was 14 years old, I entered a branch of a conjuring academy in the northern ridge of the shogunate, where I grew up and practiced conjuring.

At the age of 32, I became a conjurer in the Yin realm.

But it was in that year that the strange blood of the Guan family suddenly awakened in my body, and my martial arts talent finally appeared.

I asked my magic teacher at the branch school and he said that this is a relatively rare and normal phenomenon.

If nothing else happens, my spell aptitude will get worse and worse, but correspondingly, my martial arts talent will get better and better.

He was not wrong.

I am 32 years old, and my magic has entered the Yin realm of Liangyi. However, until I am now 78 years old... I have never slacked off in the practice of mantras, but I have never been able to find a breakthrough opportunity for my spiritual energy to enter the Yang realm, so I am still in the Liangyi realm.

Yin realm.

But when I was 35 years old, I started to formally practice martial arts and cultivate the different blood in my body.

Six years ago, I had activated the power of the liver of wood, and my martial arts cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Five Elements level.

Not to mention how many years I have been practicing martial arts, let’s not mention this.

Just calculate how old I am this year.

78 years old, martial arts cultivation, mid-term of Five Elements level...heh."

As he spoke, Guan Ting shook his head and laughed, "In the Guan family, with my cultivation speed, I can even be a candidate for the next head of the family."

The tall man, who was two meters tall, turned his head and looked at the rising sun on the horizon with complicated eyes.

"I often wonder, why does the Daluo Dynasty discriminate against people with disabilities, and why does it discriminate against magicians? This is obviously an unreasonable thing, but unfortunately, all Daluo people have been doing this for three thousand years.

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------Digression-----
Chapter completed!
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