The True Nature of the Ghost Doctor: The Ugly Girl Will Go Against the Sky

Hearing this, the little white deer knew that Duanmu yawang wanted to catch up with him. He cried with a loud cry, and then conjured a container to pick up his tears and snot. "Little, I didn't mean to. They are too strong..."

Duanmu yawang frowned and was about to speak. The Buddhist Scripture drooped its eyelids and glanced sideways. Duanmu yawang said listlessly, "from beginning to end, we all know that you have the source of the Spirit Lake, and the guardian of the source of the Spirit Lake is a white deer. It is almost well known."

That's right!

Duanmu yawang remembered the book Lingxian Jue given to her by Gong Yulan, which recorded the source of Linghu lake and mentioned the little white deer guarding it, and she knew the characteristics of the little white deer because of that book.

She put the little white deer down, turned her head and looked at the Sanskrit Sutra. "What did you mean by the seal before? Did the source of the Spirit Lake suppress the power of my spirit chain into a weapon?"

"I think so, old man." the Buddhist Scripture glanced at the little white deer huddled in Duanmu yawang's arms. "After all, one mountain can't accommodate two tigers, and the source of the Spirit Lake is a divine thing. Divine things have their own unique arrogance and temperament. Since they choose you as the main, they can't tolerate another powerful force to compete with it in your body."

Duanmu Ya looked and listened, looked down at the little white deer blinking with big eyes, pinched his tender face, "is that so?"

"Yes, it should be."

"Didn't you say that before?"

"I'm just guarding the source of the Spirit Lake. What does the source of the Spirit Lake want to do, even if I can guess!" the little white deer glanced at the Buddhist sutra, pursed his lips at his fingers and said wrongly: "I didn't think of this until I heard the Buddhist Sutra... The Buddhist sutra said today, but I'm afraid you don't want the source of the Spirit Lake for the weapon of the spirit chain, so..."

Duanmu yawang was very angry. He stretched out his hand and flicked his lovely forehead. He said angrily, "you've been with me for so long, and the medical system is still inside. Can I throw you away?"

When the little white deer heard this, his big eyes were bright. "Master, that means you're not angry?"

"Angry!" Duanmu yawang patted his ass, "so, cry more and hold more tears and snot for me."

After hearing this, the little white deer shriveled his mouth and cried with the container in his arms.

The Sutra looked at the little white deer crying. It seemed that he couldn't bear it and blocked his sight with his sleeve.

Duanmu yawang turned his eyes and asked him, "father-in-law of the land, the weapon of the spirit chain and the source of the Spirit Lake can never coexist?"

Without weapons, she can only fight with her hands. Although she has ancient weapons, she has obvious advantages compared with people of the same class. She can beat people of level 6 at level 4 and 5. However, if she has weapons, she may be able to win people of a higher level?

"Yes." the Buddhist Scripture said with low interest, "when you are strong enough to break through the seal of the source of the Spirit Lake one day."

Duanmuya glanced sideways at him and narrowed her eyes: "you don't seem to think I will have such a day."

"Even if there is, you don't know how long it will take for your cultivation progress." the Vatican Sutra glanced excitedly, "don't forget that the source of the Spirit Lake is an artifact, which you can surpass if you want to surpass."

Duanmu Ya looked and frowned. After hearing this sentence, the whole person was bad, "do you mean that my spirit chain can't turn into a weapon in my life?"

"It's not necessarily." the purple eyes of the Buddhist Scripture flashed, "there's still a way."

"What way?" duanmuya looked at her and hurriedly said, "don't hide and tuck in, say it quickly!"

"If my master moves, I can help you unlock the seal immediately."

Duanmuya looked at Gong Yulan and saw his expressionless glance at her.

Duanmu yawang raised his eyebrows, but he didn't believe Gong yulanzhi would be so kind. He touched his chin and squinted at the Sanskrit Sutra, "come on, what's your purpose here today?"

"Deal." the Brahman said with a smile, "as long as you make a deal with my master, my master will help you."

Duanmu Ya looked at Gong Yulan, who was silent, and hummed, "I know you're not kind!"

How could she forget that when Gong Yulan was in the Millennium ice abyss, he told her he wanted to make a deal with her. However, after she returned to the house with her, she didn't mention it again.

Duanmu yawang thought he had given up, but now he was mentioned again.

The Sutra smiled and said, "Xiaoya Wang, don't be so exclusive. We haven't said anything about trading. Maybe you'll be excited after listening to it!"

Duanmu Ya looked at her hands and hugged her chest. "OK, tell me what your master wants to do with me?"

"My master wants to find a few things in this world." the Sanskrit Scripture doesn't know whether it's impatient or what. It makes things very simple: "you don't need to do too much, just cooperate with my master to find these things and give them to my master."

Duan Muya looked at me and said, "you tease me! You just look at me and don't know how many times stronger than me. If you want to find something by yourself, why do you want me to cooperate? I'm such a level person. If I'm with you, I'd better not drag you back."

"So, before looking for something, we will help you become stronger faster. As long as you are strong enough, we can start." after the Brahman said, he ran out a bait: "if you promise, little old man, I will personally help you make Obsidian iron into the weapon you want!"

"You help me make weapons with Obsidian black iron?" duanmuya squinted and looked at him suspiciously. "Didn't you just say that no one could make it a few days ago?"

The Sutra seemed insulted and jumped up with a crutch. "Do you think I'm an ordinary man? Just because others can't make it doesn't mean I can't make it!"

Duanmu yawang said coolly: "you also said that even if this Obsidian black iron makes a weapon, I may not be able to use it. In that case, what do you think I can do with making it?"

"As far as your current ability is concerned, you may not be able to use it." the Brahman Sutra thought Duanmu yawang was very clever, and it was really hard to fool, so he earnestly advised: "But as long as you are strong enough, you can use it! If this Obsidian black iron is really made into a weapon, it will be infinitely powerful. Are you willing to treat it as a pile of scrap iron and let it pile up like this?"