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Chapter 3817 How to raise the altar?(2/3)

In normal times, he wanted to see the old fortune teller who was defeated.

Because it's too hard to see.

"How do you tell them?"

Xiao Chen asked while smoking a cigarette.

"to be honest?"

"No, I will set up the formation later. Just let them enter the range of the formation... You are here too, and they won't think too much."

The old fortune teller shook his head.

"I will use the formation to amplify their own existence and see if they can attract souls."

"OK."

Xiao Chen nodded. At this time, if you can stop talking or not.

Even he was disappointed, let alone them.

"Let's go."

The old fortune teller did not walk in the air anymore and walked slowly towards the road ahead.

Xiao Chen followed behind. After thinking about it, he found that he really couldn't do anything in this matter.

After a long time, the two returned to the cave, but Su Shiming and the others had not yet come back.

"Well? He's going to break through."

The old fortune teller looked at Xue Chunqiu and said.

"breakthrough?"

Xiao Chen was stunned and then showed joy. Something good happened.

A few minutes later, Xue Chunqiu trembled all over his body, his face seemed to be painful and happy.

Swish!

He had a sharp sword intent, and he slashed around him as the center.

The old fortune teller raised his eyebrows and waved his hand to form a transparent cover near Xue Chunqiu.

The knife intention slashed on it, causing no damage to the surroundings.

"What's going on?"

Xiao Chen asked in a low voice.

"He understood his own sword intent... This guy is really a monster."

The old fortune teller said slowly.

"Own sword intent?"

Xiao Chen frowned.

"He has understood the intent of the sword before."

"It's different. This is your own sword intent, or it can be said that it's your own 'intention'."

The old fortune teller shook his head.

"Or faith..."

"Thought?Belief?"

Xiao Chen felt thoughtful.

"What about his strength? Will it increase a lot?"

"certainly."

The old fortune teller nodded.

"Immortals build the foundation and understand my own sword intent, and have a bright future."

"hehe."

Xiao Chen smiled. If the old fortune teller could say this, then Lao Xue would definitely be very awesome.

After about three minutes, Xue Chunqiu opened his eyes and was filled with joy.

"Breakthrough..."

Xue Chunqiu talked to himself, even though he was serious, he was very excited.

"Haha, congratulations."

The old fortune teller said, waved his hand and removed the transparent cover.

"Yeah... I still have to thank the old god."

Xue Chunqiu stood up and said gratefully.

"You broke through, I didn't do anything."

The old fortune teller shook his head.

"No, if it weren't for you, I might not have built the foundation of the immortals, and naturally I wouldn't have today."

Xue Chunqiu shook his head and said seriously.

"hehe."

The old fortune teller smiled.

"Old Xue, the old fortune teller said that you have understood your own sword intent...What is your intention?"

Xiao Chen asked curiously.

"You actually know."

Xue Chunqiu looked at Xiao Chen and said.

"I know?"

Xiao Chen was strange.

"A brave man wins when he meets on a narrow road, and my sword is invincible... Everything in the world can be cut by one."

Xue Chunqiu said seriously.

"This is my intention, or my belief...I believe in the knife in my hand."

"Understood."

Xiao Chen nodded. Lao Xue had said this before, but he didn't expect that this "meaning" would be this.

Just as they were talking, Old Mo Zhao also woke up from his cultivation state.

"Old Xue, have you really made a breakthrough?"

Old Demon Zhao felt Xue Chunqiu's breath and said in surprise.

"Um."

Xue Chunqiu nodded.

"Did you just sure you took a sip? Will you drink too much? Otherwise, why did you break through, why didn't I break through?"

Old Demon Zhao frowned.

“…”

Xue Chunqiu's face turned dark, and then he noticed Xiao Chen's strange gaze, which made him even more embarrassed.

"I didn't drink like a dog, I used a bottle to drink."

"hehe."

Hearing this, Xiao Chen smiled.

"Hey, Lao Xue, you just talk, why are you still cursing? Who is the dog?"

Old Demon Zhao stared at him.

"What's wrong with scolding you?"

Xue Chunqiu looked at Zhao Laomo with a sharp light in his eyes.

“…”

Old Demon Zhao was cowardly, he could not beat Xue Chunqiu.

I couldn't beat it before, but now Xue Chunqiu has broken through, so he can't beat it even more.

"Old Zhao, you are too cowardly."

Xiao Chen said despised.

"What are you afraid of? Do it with him!"
To be continued...
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