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"Who are you? Why do you know this? How can I get rid of the demon lotus?"

"I have no choice!" The old man shook his head weakly, and it took him a long time to say: "However, I know someone who may have a way."

"Who? How can we find him?" Jia Lan's eyes lit up.

"He is my disciple, but..." A flash of light flashed in the old man's eyes, with an indescribable cunning meaning, "His kung fu is not taught to outsiders, unless... you worship him as your teacher."

"Become a master?" Jialan was a little hesitant. She didn't like to be restrained by nature. With a master, she had to be controlled by him. Moreover, she also had an additional master. Her status was suddenly shortened.

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"If you don't want to, forget it. Anyway, the worst thing is death. Eighteen years later, there will be another good flower!" The old man's tone was very unflattering!

"I didn't say I wasn't willing." The corners of Jialan's mouth trembled. She was unwilling to die like this. She wanted to find her aunt and become a strong person in this world!

The old man lifted his robe, sat down on the edge of the bed, and said with great dignity, "If you are willing, kowtow six times to me. Three are for me, master, and three are kept by me for your master."

Is this okay? Jialan felt like she was on a pirate ship. She gritted her teeth, her heart pounded, and she knelt down.

Boom boom boom boom!

Six solid clicks, no corners cut.

Jialan's temperament is like this. Either she doesn't do something, or she does it seriously. She recognized her master and master today, and that will be a lifelong matter. As the saying goes, once a teacher, always a father...

By the way, is her master a man or a woman?

When she raised her head, a dark shadow flashed before her eyes, and the old man drifted away, leaving only one sentence that echoed in her ears for a long time: "In three days, go to the Treasure Pavilion, your master will appear there, hahahahaha...ah!

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The laughter stopped suddenly, and a muffled groan floated in from outside the door. Jialan stood up and ran out the door. He happened to catch a glimpse of the old man's back, stroking his forehead that had just hit the wall, and leaving in a panic.

Jia Lan has black lines all over his head and a cold feeling on his back. Why do he suddenly feel like he has been deceived and has entered a den of thieves?

The master is so unreliable, can the master be reliable?

For the next three days, Jia Lan almost spent all her time buried in her room, intensifying her practice, without even taking a step out of the room. People in the Chu family thought that after she refused to become the eldest young master's companion in the martial arts arena, she regretted it when she came back.

, is currently in her own room thinking about her past, so no one comes to disturb her. Occasionally, when she passes by her room, someone will always cast a look of sympathy or contempt.

On the third day, which was the day that Master said she could see Master, Jialan finally walked out of the room. The sun was shining brightly above her head, and her mood also improved. Perhaps, today would be the best day in her life.

An important day that determines her life, death and destiny.

After putting on clean clothes and covering his face with a veil, Jialan left the Chu Mansion.

Luochuan City is a third-category city within Fenglin Kingdom. The so-called first-category city has a population of hundreds of millions; the second-category city has a population of tens of millions; and the third-category city has a population of millions!

Luochuan City is a Category III city with a population of one million. It is located in a remote area, several cities away from the Imperial City, and there is also a primitive jungle that stretches thousands of miles.

The streets of Luochuan City are very lively, with numerous shops and a constant flow of people.

Jialan was walking on the street, digesting the novelty brought to her by the new environment, but she was soon spotted by pedestrians on the road, who pointed at her.

"Look! Isn't she the ugly girl who lives in the Chu family? She thinks that because she is covered with a veil, others won't be able to recognize her? She only wears three sets of clothes, so who can't recognize her?"

"I heard that she competed three days ago and suddenly showed her strength and defeated Miss Zhao. She beat Miss Zhao until she can't get out of bed. Do you think she was possessed by an evil spirit? Otherwise, how could she become so powerful?"

"I also heard that she publicly rejected the opportunity to become Young Master Chu's companion. Either she was possessed by an evil spirit, or she had a stroke!"

"Didn't you see that she didn't go out for the next three days? She was probably hiding in the house and vomiting blood with regret. She gave up such a good opportunity in vain."

Jialan walked through the crowd, without squinting, and walked straight towards his destination - Treasure Pavilion.

This is a huge shop, occupying most of the long street, with tall houses, bright red walls, jade lions several people tall, and a whole row of uniformed guards standing at the door. These guards are neatly and cleanly dressed.

Meticulous and exuding a powerful atmosphere!

Jialan noticed the badges worn on their waists and determined that their major was swordsmanship and that they were third-level swordsmen. What was even more impressive was that she noticed that the swords on their waists were all low-grade spiritual weapons.

Magic weapons are auxiliary tools for spiritualists. From low to high, they can be divided into magic weapons, spiritual weapons, treasure weapons, Taoist weapons, artifacts and legendary illusory fairy weapons. Each magic weapon is divided into three categories: upper, middle and lower.

Just as a guard of the Treasure Pavilion, each one of them possesses magic weapons at the level of spiritual weapons. This is truly a generous act!

Jialan stepped into the Treasure Pavilion. Inside and outside the gate, the guests coming and going all wore badges around their waists. There were second-level swordsmen, third-level spiritual masters, fourth-level swordsmen, fourth-level spiritual masters...all of them were spirited.

Walked through the door excitedly.

Vaguely, I heard what they were talking about: "Baoqi Pavilion has spent a lot of manpower and material resources this time to get many treasures from the immortal and demon cemetery. Most of the magic weapons have to be sold. We are in luck this time!"

"It's useless to have magic weapons. With your ability, can you control them?"

"What are you afraid of? Can I hire a treasure master to surrender the magic weapon first, and then let the magic weapon recognize me as its master?"

"Do you think it's so easy to hire a treasure master? For the price of a first-level treasure master, you can buy a treasure!"

"These days, a rare profession is to make money. Who said we don't have the talent to become treasure masters?"

"But it doesn't matter. The Treasure Pavilion has a dedicated Royal Treasure Master. As long as you buy the magic weapon, they will automatically provide Royal Treasure services so that you have no worries..."

Jialan's eyebrows twitched. It turns out that treasure masters in this world are so rare. She finally found a way to make money. However, let's put aside the matter of making money. The purpose of her coming to the Treasure Pavilion today is not to make money.

, the main purpose is to meet her master whom she has never met before.

As she was thinking about it, someone bumped into her side. It turned out to be someone carrying a box to go out.

As she passed by, a strange brilliance flashed across Jialan's peripheral vision, and it disappeared in a flash. Her mind moved slightly, and her heartbeat suddenly surged uncontrollably. Even she herself couldn't tell what it was.

What's wrong? She is very sure that her abnormality is related to the contents of this box.

There was an alley next to the Treasure Pavilion. She followed the man all the way here. After seeing the man discard the box and leave, she walked up.

Broken iron swords, stones stained with thick moss, broken armor, bones of humans and animals... all kinds of discarded garbage. I think these things were brought back from the Fairy and Demon Cemetery by the people from the Treasure Pavilion. She seemed to be able to

Smell the ancient and decayed atmosphere.

In this pile of garbage, something suddenly jumped out and jumped into her eyes.

It was a completely black wolf-hair pen, with streaks of marks on the pen barrel, as if it had been slashed by a weapon. It trembled slightly and came out of the garbage pile, and jumped up to Jialan.

Jialan looked at it, his eyes widened and gradually turned to stone.

Jialan came back to her senses when she felt a stinging pain in her hand. Suddenly, she felt as if her mind was integrated into the pen, and the pen became a part of her body.
Chapter completed!