"Looks fine."

"It's no problem, there's no problem at all. I'm pretty sure that Chun Qiu Jian didn't use any means, any talents, or sequence rules. Moreover, Xiaochou and I were betting on different people, the most ordinary Chun Qiu Jian disciples. Then

I can kill a bunch of ordinary disciples with just one slap, but we all lost."

Lu Yin looked at Wan Lou with a strange expression: "Why? Have you thought about the result?"

Wan Lou nodded: "I guessed it, but I didn't confirm it. Do you know the cultivation method of Chun Qiu Jian?"

Lu Yin shook his head: "I don't know much."

"The Spring and Autumn Bamboo Slips are based on the method of spiritual seeds. The Spring and Autumn Bamboo Slips are the core of cultivation. Carving on the Spring and Autumn Bamboo Bamboo Slips is like having a spirit when writing. Fight with words. Whatever words you write, you can combine the power with the words. For example

If you write the word "cut", you can strike with a slash; if you write the word "lock", you can make a lock."

Lu Yin thought of the battle in Tianmen, where the old woman wrote the word "retreat" and formed a forest to repel her.

"We lose because of luck, real luck."

Lu Yin suddenly thought of something and blurted out: "Yunzi?"

Wan Lou nodded with a solemn expression: "Yes, the word "luck" represents luck."

Lu Yin couldn't believe it: "Can Chunqiu Jian do it?"

Wan Lou smiled bitterly: "The Spring and Autumn Slips are not only the name of their force, but also the piece of bamboo. It is a Zhuobao. You can always believe in the ability of Zhuobao."

Lu Yin understood that if this was the case, they would not have lost unfairly.
Chapter completed!