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Chapter 2494 The sense of sight in the bathing center

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    Daoxuan was stunned, yes, what benefit could he give Jiang Siming?

    This guy is much richer than him. What magic pill can attract him?

    But when he thought about it, Daoxuan remembered that the magic weapon used by Jiang Siming seemed to be a set of flying swords, a low-grade spiritual weapon.

    It means that his magic weapon is not very good.

    Thinking of this, Daoxuan thought for a long time, finally gritted his teeth, and threw a magic weapon from his storage bag.

    Jiang Siming saw Daoxuan's distressed look and thought the old man was going to throw the Zhuxian Sword to him, so he was overjoyed.

    The Zhuxian Sword is a top-grade spiritual weapon, a rare treasure.

    Jiang Siming prefers to use swords. The only sword he can take out now is the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, which is a set of low-grade spiritual swords.

    When he was in the golden elixir stage, he was quite comfortable with this set of swords, but now he has reached the peak of his out-of-body experience and is about to become a god.

    ??This lower-grade spiritual weapon seems a bit too weak and too weak.

    "Besides, the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword is incomparable to the Zhuxian Sword.

    The Frightened Salamander is an immortal weapon, but he doesn¡¯t dare to use it indiscriminately, at least until he is strong enough, he can only use it secretly.

    Jiang Siming thought to himself that if the old man was willing to give him the Zhuxian Sword, he would really be giving him a pillow when he was sleepy~

    While Jiang Siming was waiting happily to sheath his sword, Daoxuan threw a strange thing.

    A rope?  No, a whip to be precise?  ?  ?

    This is not an ordinary leather whip. It is golden in color and about four to five meters long. The rope is filled with strong spiritual power. It is not an ordinary thing.

    "What are you doing? Why are you giving me a whip?" Jiang Siming said in disgust.

    "This is called a soul-binding rope! What a whip!" Daoxuan puffed his beard and glared.

    "Oh, what's the use?" Jiang Siming was still not interested.

    Daoxuan began to introduce: "This spirit-binding rope is a near-high-grade spiritual weapon. It is a treasure I found in a cave left by a loose immortal when I traveled across the vast land hundreds of years ago. I have used it to hunt all over the world.  Invincible in the world, the nickname Prison Lock Mad Dragon was also given to me by everyone, in order to respect my reputation!"

    "Isn't it a binding madman?"

    "Fart! That was deliberately said by some young people who were jealous of me!" Daoxuan was so angry that he spit out his saliva.

    Jiang Siming picked his nose and said without interest: "Forget it, I'm not interested in this thing."

    After saying that, he was about to leave.

    Daoxuan immediately stopped Jiang Siming and said earnestly: "This soul-binding rope is quite extraordinary. It has amazing power. It can easily bind people or monsters, making it impossible for them to break free. It is also extremely tough and cannot be broken without a magic weapon! It's simply  It¡¯s about killing people and stealing goods while traveling at home Bah, it¡¯s the only choice for chivalry and righteousness!¡±

    "What are the conditions?"

    "The condition is that as long as you inherit"

    "Pull it down, you should keep it for yourself, I'm not interested."

    "Wait a minute, let's do this. As long as you promise to inherit the position of leader when I die, I will do the same to you!"

    Daoxuan knew that it was obviously unrealistic to make Jiang Siming the leader immediately with a medium-grade spiritual weapon, so it was better to settle for the next best thing.

    "It won't be too late for Jiang Siming to take over after he dies. Anyway, he can still be the leader now."

    Jiang Siming thought for a moment after hearing this. This old man is only six hundred years old now, and his lifespan in the out-of-body realm is as high as several thousand, so he has plenty of time.

    It¡¯s not a problem at all to agree. You can also get a middle-grade spiritual weapon easily, killing two birds with one stone.

    "Okay, I agreed." Jiang Siming took away the soul-binding rope from Daoxuan's hand, threw it into the storage ring, and then disappeared.

    "You must remember the promise you made to me! Also, go out and help me find the idiot who asked me to bind the maniac, and beat him half to death!"

    Daoxuan's voice came from the cave, but Jiang Siming didn't hear a word at all.

    On the contrary, Xiao Yicai came over happily and said: "Master, are you out of seclusion?"

    "Um."

    "Master, what did you say about binding the madman just now? What was it Poof!"

    Before Xiao Yicai could finish his words, he was slapped by Daoxuan and flew out.

    Jiang Siming returned to Xiaozhu Peak.

    But he found that all the female disciples were already awake, and they were standing in two rows at the gate, waiting for him.

    As soon as they saw Jiang Siming, hundreds of female disciples shouted in unison: "Welcome Master to come out of seclusion!"

    Jiang Siming saw this scene, good guy,I almost thought I had entered something terrible.

    What a strong sense of sight of a bathing center~

    "Why haven't you slept yet?" Jiang Siming put the evil thoughts behind him and asked in a serious tone.

    You Qingguan walked out and said with a chuckle: "I accidentally told a female disciple and asked her to boil water for you to take a bath. Unexpectedly, they all knew it all of a sudden and couldn't stop me. They had to get up and get up."  Waiting for you here."

    Jiang Siming smiled bitterly, almost making him think he had stumbled into a favorite place for Cadillac owners.

    "You've all worked hard. I haven't seen you all for many years. Are you lazy?" Jiang Siming looked at these hundreds of female disciples and put on the air of a master.

    ¡°Disciples, don¡¯t dare to be lazy!¡± The female disciples shouted in unison again.

    "That's good." Jiang Siming nodded with satisfaction, glanced around and found that these beauties in Xiaozhu Peak were really much better than they were eight years ago.

    In the past, the cultivation of the gods has been built several times. The female disciples who built the foundation before are now in the middle and late stages, and many have been Jin Dan.

    But there are still no ones in the Nascent Soul stage.

    Thinking about it, there were less than ten Qingyunmen in the Nascent Soul stage before.

    How can it be so easy to reach the Nascent Soul realm?

    ¡° Only Jiang Siming¡¯s ladies can do it.

    After they were promoted to the Nascent Soul Realm, they separated from the ranks of disciples and became the master mothers of the female disciples.

    There were two girls, which surprised Jiang Siming.

    Yuan Qingshuang, Yuan Qingmiao.

    These two sisters were the two disciples he took in when he went to Zhongzhou eight years ago. Yuan Qingshuang was his disciple at that time, but they were in the Qi Refining Realm, the weakest realm.

    Unexpectedly, after eight years of not seeing her, she has reached the peak of foundation building.

    You must know that Yuan Qingshuang was not nourished by his yin and yang skills. He relied entirely on himself to build the foundation step by step from Qi refining.

    This talent is no less impressive than those of Lin Jingyu, Xiao Yicai and other talented people.

    And after eight years of absence, Yuan Qingshuang has completely blossomed from an eighteen-year-old girl to a budding flower, which is the prime time for women.

    The appearance is graceful and beautiful.

    The little girl Yuan Qingmiao has also grown from seven or eight years old to sixteen or seventeen years old, and is actually taller than her sister.

    ¡°If Jiang Siming hadn¡¯t noticed that their appearance was still similar to eight years ago, he wouldn¡¯t have recognized them.

    "Qing Shuang, Qing Miao." Jiang Siming called out.

    The two sisters immediately walked out, cupped their hands and said, "Disciple is here~"

    "Master, do you still remember Miaomiao~ I thought you couldn't recognize me and my sister. Just now I asked my sister whether I should remind Master." Yuan Qingmiao said with a smile.

    "Miaomiao, don't be rude to Master." Yuan Qingshuang stopped quickly.

    Jiang Siming said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, we haven't seen each other for eight years, you have all grown up, well, don't poke me~"

    After saying that, Jiang Siming felt like he was a bit wretched?

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