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Chapter 405: The remaining soul of the Kung Fu Pavilion

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    The darkness swallowed Ouyang Tian little by little. Ouyang Tian, ??who was trapped in the darkness, began to panic. He regretted it and wanted to withdraw from the Kung Fu Pavilion.

    But the door behind him suddenly closed, as if to tell Ouyang Tian that there was no way to escape if he wanted to!

    "Help, help!" At this moment, Ouyang Tian screamed without any image.

    But the surroundings were pitch black, and no one responded to Ouyang Tian's call for help. Ouyang Tian only felt that his body was sinking.

    It was pitch black all around, and he couldn't even feel the passage of time. After an unknown period of time, Ouyang Tian suddenly landed on the ground.

    The moment Ouyang Tian landed, a wisp of green smoke floated up, and this wisp of green smoke transformed into a human form in front of Ouyang Tian.

    This is the image of an old man, with white hair, white eyebrows, white beard, and a fairy-like appearance. At first glance, he is a master of Taoism.

    Ouyang Tian hurriedly saluted: "Junior has met senior!"

    "Senior" The old man's face froze. He looked at Ouyang Tian in shock, obviously not expecting that Ouyang Tian would suddenly salute him.

    "That's right, senior looks like a master at first glance. Judging from senior's appearance, he should be an immortal from the Qinglian Fairy Kingdom!" Ouyang Tian said with a smile.

    "You don't recognize me?" The old man frowned.

    "Senior, do you think I look familiar? It's a coincidence that I feel the same way. It's called feeling like an old friend at first sight." Ouyang Tian's eyes lit up.

    The old man frowned: "What's this mess? What's the matter of falling in love at first sight? You really don't recognize me anymore?"

    "Ahthiswe know each other!" Ouyang Tian hurriedly changed his words.

    "Really?" The old man looked at Ouyang Tian suspiciously.

    "Well, I just can't remember senior's name at the moment. Can senior give me a hint?" Ouyang Tian laughed sheepishly.

    The white-haired old man glanced at Ouyang Tian helplessly: "That's all, if you don't know me, then you don't know me, but can you explain why you are coming in and out of the door?"

    "In and out, no?" Ouyang Tian was stunned.

    "Nonsense, I clearly felt your aura, but it disappeared in just a moment. If you weren't walking in and out of the door, what were you doing?" The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. Not being such a fool, he insisted.  Is it easy now? This stinky boy actually teased him. It didn¡¯t matter if he teased him once or twice, but this stinky boy actually teased him a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine times. His little strength was almost lost to this stinky boy.  Use it up.

    "Oh, what do you mean, I'm testing whether this Kung Fu Pavilion is safe or not." Ouyang Tian thought of his two hundred and fifty operations at the door of the Kung Fu Pavilion.

    "Test" The old man was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

    "That's right, senior, you don't know how scary the door of this Kung Fu Pavilion is. The wooden man I summoned exploded as soon as he came in, leaving no bones left!" Ouyang Tian said with a look of horror.

    "The wooden man is a wooden man, and you are you. This Kung Fu Pavilion has restrictions set up by me and the Qinglian Immortal King. Ordinary people and things cannot enter at all." The old man said angrily.

    "I don't know. For the sake of my own life, I still have to be more cautious." Ouyang Tian shrugged his shoulders.

    "You don't know who I am, then you should know who you are, right?" The old man glanced at Ouyang Tian.

    Ouyang Tian nodded: "Of course you know this, senior, you are very good. I am the son of the Qinglian Immortal King, the second generation top immortal in the ancient immortal world, the current master of the Qinglian Immortal Kingdom, the second generation Qinglian Immortal King  , Ouyang Tian!"

    "Everything above is correct. What the hell is Ouyang Tian's name? Shouldn't your real name be Liansheng?" The white-haired old man looked confused.

    "Senior, do you know a lot? At first glance, you are an old man from the Qinglian Fairy Kingdom. The name Liansheng is too high-profile. If the enemies of the Qinglian Fairy Kingdom know that I am still alive, they will definitely come to me and cause trouble. So I  I gave myself a fake name to hide it from the outside world." Ouyang Tian chuckled.

    "You are just trying to be clever, but it is nothing to mention to the great powers of the ancient immortal world. They can calculate your past and present lives clearly through just one deduction." The white-haired old man curled his lips disdainfully.

    Ouyang Tian smiled coquettishly: "There is no other way. After I was reborn, I started from scratch. It is not easy to achieve what I am now."

    The white-haired old man sighed: "Now that you have entered the Kung Fu Pavilion, you will be in charge of this Kung Fu Pavilion. Originally, this Kung Fu Pavilion contained one hundred and eighty-nine million volumes of Kung Fu. When I fought against the Qinglian Immortal,  The country was defeated in the war, and 99% of the skills were plundered. Now there are only 1,800 skills left in this skill pavilion.Volumes, but these 1,800 volumes are all the essence of the Immortal Kingdom. If you can integrate these 1,800 volumes of immortal magic, you will be considered a top powerhouse even in the ancient immortal world.  "

    "Oh!" Ouyang Tian nodded. The Kung Fu Pavilion actually retained 1,800 volumes of immortal magic. This was much better than he expected.

    ¡°My mission has been completed, and it¡¯s time for me to dissipate.¡± The white-haired old man sighed.

    "Ah Why are you leaving, senior?" Ouyang Tian was stunned.

    The white-haired old man glared at Ouyang Tian angrily: "It wasn't because of you, that brat, that my remnant soul could have persisted for a hundred and eighty years, but you, this brat, wasted most of my strength.  It¡¯s a miracle that I¡¯ve persisted until now.¡± (Remember this website¡¯s website address: www.hlnovel.com
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