Now, Wu Tianliang suddenly felt that Senior Sister Qian Lingjun was quite cute, at least much cute than old man Mo.

The old guy, Mr. Mo, held a small bamboo strip in his hand, which sounded good. He hit Wu Tianliang a few times and kept praising his good physique. This behavior reminded Wu Tianliang of the scene of choosing piglets in the livestock market.

"Although I look a little older, my bones and flesh are not hidden from me. I am indeed less than eighteen years old." Mr. Mo nodded, "At the age of eighteen, who is less than eighteen, he is a genius child in Jiuzhou. Is it so worthless now that he actually made a painting style? Alas, Junior Sister Su is indeed generous and is so qualified to get a painting style for Qin Yang..."

Wu Tianliang wanted to cry a little.

Mr. Mo suddenly changed his mind and said, "Boy, but don't feel wronged. Those who can be drawn totems all day long, even if they make mistakes, will greatly stimulate your soul power, causing your cultivation to progress faster than ordinary people under the same circumstances. Once the drawing is successful, you will get one totem after another for nothing, which is something that ordinary soul cultivators can't even ask for."

"Think about it, today I will draw a wind totem on your legs to increase your speed; tomorrow I will draw a violent totem for your heart to strengthen your strength; the day after tomorrow... In short, there will be more benefits."

"Of course, if you are willing to follow me all year round, I may even teach you a few totem techniques. Your qualifications may also become a respected totem master, or not?"

Fuck your sister!

Seeing Mr. Mo's slightly obscene gaze, Wu Tianliang got goosebumps all over his body. He always stayed with you? Unless I'm crazy.

At this time, Xu Youqi, who had been silent, coughed dryly and said, "Old Mo, shut up your stinky mouth and make a fuss about the child again."

"Boy, don't listen to this old bastard named Mo, he has never been kind to the young male disciple."

"If you agree to him, you can't walk even if you cover your butt the next day."

Wu Tianliang was stunned, proving that his guess was good - this Mr. Mo was an old bad guy with a serious wrong value orientation!

Mr. Mo, who was disturbed by the "good thing", was annoyed, and suddenly he blushed and stared at Mr. Xu with a thick neck, and said angrily: "My surname is Xu, shut up! Only you, a guy who has lost your function, will be indifferent to all beautiful things!"

It was actually called a "beautiful thing", and Wu Tianliang was chilling again.

Of course, Wu Tianliang was even more surprised to find that Mr. Xu had been unable to sit still because he "lost his function".

These two old guys are not normal!

In fact, this is also the great sorrow of the totem master. All day long are flashing with all kinds of bodies, including men and women, old and young, and their eyes must be stared at close contact. When painting on the body, the tip of the pen must be dipped with dazzling essence and blood.

Of course, the totemist also has to learn to cut off the hearts of strange beasts, and even use "split" to study human body structure... Everything is so weird.

I started learning like this since I was a child, day after day, year after year. Over time, many totemists will become a little "weird".

Whether it is Mr. Xu who has lost his function, Mr. Mo who has a deviation in value orientation, or the cold senior sister Qian... even the dignified Su Qinqing has not been able to avoid it.

Being a totem master is good; but if you don’t do it well, it may be a tragic one.

Therefore, I have to admire Qin Yang for this. He started learning totem art at a young age. There are so many abnormal guys around him, but he can always keep it normal. It is so rare.

At this time, Qin Yang had already walked in with a tray, and the porcelain cup was filled with thick and sticky beast blood, with a smell of fishy smell.

"Old Wu, you are well developed." Qin Yang smiled, "We also stocked up with a cloud bear heart, which is not easy to obtain."

Yunxiong is a relatively special strange beast. After adulthood, his combat power is comparable to that of the powerful in the stage of the Transformation of the Ying Dynasty. According to the classification of Qianyuan World, any strange beast whose strength is comparable to that of the high-level soul cultivator after adulthood can be said to be of the best.

At this time, Xu Youqi was a little surprised and said, "Qin Yang, don't you want to practice writing? If you practice writing, just take ordinary beast blood, why use this thing?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "What if the drawing is done? This does not mean to get a suit for Lao Wu to play with, and the painting style must be beneficial."

Xu Youqi nodded: "Well, it seems that the painting style is special, it is your friend... Wait, you say the suit?! Do you want to draw a suit for this guy with the best coagulation period?!"

It would be fine to draw a normal totem. But if you draw a war totem suit, is it that easy?

Although Qin Yang is a middle-grade totem master, he had only barely drawn the simplest suit for a soul cultivator in the lower grade of the Gathering Stage.

Very reluctant.

As the strength of the person being drawn increases, the difficulty of drawing a suit will become more and more difficult, because the soul power resistance of the person being drawn will increase exponentially. Are the top grades in the cohesion period and the bottom grades in the convergence period comparable? There are only five small grades worse!

For Qin Yang, this is definitely a breakthrough attempt.

Even the two old men have never heard of it. There is such a totem genius in the history of the Hall of Reincarnation. A 16-year-old totem master can draw a complete battle totem for the top-grade soul cultivator of the Coagulation Period? What a joke! Such a perverted thing is probably only possible in the youth of the Star Palace Lord Zhou Xinghe.

So, even Mr. Mo's face trembled slightly and said, "Qin Yang, although Junior Sister Su values ​​you very much, and we two old guys like you, you can't use our inventory of essence and blood to squander it. It's too much of a waste. It's impossible. You can't draw a suit for the soul cultivator of the cohesion stage at all now, let alone he is still a top-grade cohesion stage."

Qin Yang pretended to be helpless and said, "But, the essence and blood have been taken out, so you can't pour it back, right?"

The two old guys sighed, and Xu Youqi shook his head and said, "Then forget it, paint it... Wait, Lao Mo and I will eat something to cushion the belly first. It's really, it's time to draw a suit all night. I would have known that I would have eaten more dinner like this."

Mr. Mo said disdainfully, "You are simply superfluous in thinking! One night? I see that he will fail to draw for half an hour at most. What kind of stomach should he fill in?"

Oh, too... I can hold on for half an hour, I'm afraid Qin Yang will perform at a super level. Xu Youqi sat back and watched with Mr. Mo, and guided Qin Yang by the way.

Qin Yang concentrated on his mind, and the brush in his hand gently touched Wu Tianliang's heart.

From this moment on, even Mr. Mo's old guy became serious. Wu Tianliang realized that although these totem masters were so weird that they were not so weird, they would be very dedicated once they actually draw the totem.
Chapter completed!