Master Mixer [Rebirth]

When Lu Ming and Sang Wusheng reached the bottom of the valley, it was already very late.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Lu Ming looked around at the bottom of the valley. The ground was very humid and covered with heavy lichen before it creaked up. A small stream flows slowly through the bottom of the valley, as if dividing the valley into two halves.

Lu Ming went around in a circle, except for some dead branches, there was no trace of Fu Shu and Xu Chouyan, and even the traces or blood stains that should have fallen were not visible, as if no one had set foot here for many years.

Before coming down, Lu Ming had prepared for the worst, but he didn't expect this to happen. He didn't know if he could be thankful that Fu Shu might not be dead now.

Lu Ming retracted his gaze and said solemnly: "It seems a bit weird here."

Sang Wusheng nodded and stood in front of Lu Ming unconsciously, and then said: "I think it was the moment Fu Shu and Xu Chouyan fell off the cliff that something we didn't know happened."

Lu Ming nodded, and then took out a peculiar iron magic instrument from the storage ring, and injected spiritual energy into it. The magic instrument immediately emitted a bright blue luster, illuminating the surrounding situation. Luming held it in his hand and shook it lightly, and this thing immediately made a crisp sound, like a string of wind chimes making a pleasant sound.

Sang Wusheng wondered: "What is this?"

Lu Ming said: "This is the soul-attracting flag. If there is a floating soul here, the soul-attracting flag will automatically attract the soul. Let's try for the time being whether it will attract Fu Shu and Xu Chouyan."

Sang Wusheng's face changed, and he hesitated for a while before he said: "Brother, if you use it like this, will you recruit anything that shouldn't be recruited..."

Lu Ming's hand moved for a while, and he glanced at Sang Wusheng with a complex expression, frowned, pretending to be calm, and said: "It's not likely..."

Sang Wusheng shook his head helplessly, and said with a smile: "I hope I won't be able to say what I mean."

Just as the voice came down here, a cold, cold breeze suddenly blew from the west. Lu Ming stiffened all over, shaking involuntarily, swallowing nervously.

He won't really attract any weird things, right?

Sang Wusheng's expression was terrible, and he hurriedly pulled Lu Ming to his side, staring coldly at the front, the two of them held their breath and did not dare to move. After a long time, I heard a strange laugh abruptly, like a ghost from hell, sounding extremely cold and terrifying, and the cold and strange environment around it also seemed extremely infiltrating at this moment.

Lu Ming couldn't help feeling a chill on his back, and got goose bumps all over his body, but his hands clenched Sang Wusheng's clothes tightly, pretending to be calm and said: "Xiao Mo, we are...have we hit a ghost?"

Sang Wusheng had never seen Lu Ming before. He couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his mouth, nodded pretending to be serious, and continued: "Listening to this voice, it is probably still an evil ghost."

"Huh?" Lu Ming stared at Sang Wusheng blankly, his lips trembled, and many scenes from horror movies suddenly appeared in his brain, as if it flooded his brain for an instant, and countless fearful shots immediately fought in his head. The phase emerged, and the hand holding Sang Wusheng's shirt tightened tighter.

Sang Wusheng couldn't help laughing. He reluctantly held Lu Ming's cold hand with his backhand, and comforted him: "What's so scary about this, even the evil spirit may not be able to beat us."

Hearing this, Lu Ming immediately woke up from fear. Yes! What's so scary about ghosts? This world already has demons, demons, and demons. Although demons and ghosts have not reached the point where they can be seen everywhere, it is not surprising. He is so afraid of what ghosts do!

He is a man with aura now!

Thinking of this, Lu Ming's original fear was swept away, and his expression returned to calm. Thinking of the embarrassing look in front of my brother just now, his face flushed, he hurriedly withdrew his hand and coughed dryly, and said coldly: "Who said I was scared."

Sang Wusheng almost laughed at Lu Ming's actions. He didn't expect that his always indifferent brother would still be afraid of ghosts. He had never seen a panicked look like he was frightened. Sang Wusheng regretted it secretly, and had teased him if he knew it.

"Boy, even if you have monstrous skills, you may not be able to beat me!"

An icy voice suddenly came from the front, mixed with the pressing air pressure and cold wind, which shocked Lu Ming and Sang Wusheng, and hurriedly used their spiritual energy to retreat a few steps.

Lu Ming's eyes cold, condensed the aura in his palm, and released it forward without hesitation. In an instant, the place was exploded into a big hole, with a vaguely pungent smell, and as the cold wind poured into the nose, the two of them couldn't help but frown.

The voice sneered and said, "You kid, did you start the fight without the first half of the sentence?"

Lu Ming smiled slightly and said, "If I hadn't used aura to counteract the hostility of the predecessors, my brother and I would have died at this moment."

Hearing this, the other party immediately gave a weird laugh, and his voice sounded a little surprised: "You kid has a pretty good aptitude, so please sign up."

Lu Ming avoided talking: "I don't know who the senior is? My brother and I had no intention of disturbing, just to find my sister's body and bury her well, so that we have to come here. If we can find her, we will leave as soon as possible. Don't dare to disturb Senior Cleansing anymore."

The other party snorted coldly and said: "A few days ago, two women did fall off the cliff. If it is your sister, I advise you not to look for her again."

Lu Ming was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Does senior know where my sister is?"

The other party laughed suddenly and said: "I can tell you where the two women are, but you must promise me one thing."

Lu Ming said, "Senior, please tell me."

The other party sneered, and then said: "Just worship me as a teacher."

Lu Ming almost choked on his saliva when he heard this. What kind of turning point was this? Could it be that the legendary x-point indispensable golden finger adventure skill was actually lit by him today?

Lu Ming calmed his mind and said lightly: "Senior accepted me as a disciple. There must be other things for me to take care of, right? It's better to say it all together, I will weigh it and give you a good answer."

The voice suddenly became annoyed, and he said loudly with dissatisfaction: "The old man has made you apprehend and looks up to you. He is so squeaky and crooked, I don't know how to advance or retreat!"

Lu Ming said unmovedly: "Senior, please tell me."

The voice was silent for a while, and then he smiled suddenly: "Well, it doesn't matter if you tell you, if you worship me as a teacher, I will teach you all the methods of refining tools, and I promise to make you advance by leaps and bounds. You can make it in less than 50 years. If you come out of the first-class fairy tools, you will be able to start making a basic artifact in a hundred years. And you, you only need to kill one person for me."

Lu Ming was shocked, what is the origin of this ghost, he was so bold. Even if some people have superior qualifications, they may not be able to successfully refine inferior fairy artifacts after hundreds of years, let alone divine artifacts? And the artifacts that have been circulated in the world are very few. Looking at the entire cultivation world, only a few artifacts have been known to people for tens of thousands of years, except for those on the Kun-Lai Mountain that were sealed by several seals. Outside the Kunlun mirror, the other artifacts are nowhere to be seen, only living in legends.

And the person who can make divine artifacts, apart from the past immortal emperors in the fairy world, and the demon king who ruled the entire demon world, there is only the refining master who died young but was a genius!

Lu Ming's breath tightened, and his expression respectfully said: "I wonder if seniors can give their name?"

The voice suddenly became complacent, and he spoke proudly: "I am the legendary master craftsman, Cang Zhi."

Lu Ming took a deep breath, but he really got it right! Isn't this Sang Wusheng's master? Why did you come to him! If you heard it right, the master also said just now, want to accept him as an apprentice? !

Lu Ming patted his cheek and sighed quietly, not knowing what to do for a while. First, he took away Sang Wusheng’s spiritual spring, and then he took away his master, and soon afterwards, he might have to face the "most beloved woman in Sang Wusheng’s harem". Something happened.

Also, the person that Master Cangzhi wants him to kill, he seems to have already thought of who it is!

Lu Ming silently lit a candle for himself, hoping that Sang Wusheng would not fry him alive by then.

Standing by the side, Sang Wusheng, who turned into a young Jing Mo at the moment, listened to the conversation between the two, and his eyes suddenly became dark and inexplicable.

He seemed to smell a familiar smell from this ghost, a unique smell that only belongs to the demon royal family.