Super Dragon Cultivation System - Chapter 1238

"It's really something, it's not jade agate, it's not cherishing spirit grass, is it a weapon?"

"Oh! No weapon is worth 50 billion inferior spirits!"

"The same is true. We really don't understand the rich world."

"..."

Although they worshiped Zhang Xing, they did not affect their jealousy.

Many people started to sneer (hot r).

If Li Shao wins and opens something worthless, they will keep silent.

They could not afford Li Shao's family, and they did not dare to say something sensitive.

Zhang Xing is different. No one knows his origin.

Moreover, he directly offended Li Shao, and some people wanted to take the opportunity to please Li Shao.

Zhang Xing ignored the ridicule of these people.

Rise (body sh n) and walk to the original stone.

"Well, leave the rest to me, thank you Master Chen and the four masters."

Zhang Xing politely.

Master Chen did not get up (body sh n), but squatted in front of the gold silk handkerchief and watched carefully.

Zhang Xing beckoned, and a golden silk handkerchief wrapped into the hand bones and flew into his hand.

"What are you doing?"

Master Chen was looking fascinated, but the things in front of him suddenly disappeared.

He jerked up (body sh 身 n), and then found something in Zhang Xing's hands.

Shouted immediately.

"Naturally take my things!"

Zhang Xing smiled slightly.

Master Chen blushed and found himself dysfunctional.

But he did not stop there, and Shao's gaze turned to the gold silk handkerchief again.

"This little brother, can you open the handkerchief and let the husband see what's inside?"

"It's better not to open it."

Zhang Xing shook his head.

"why?"

Master Chen wondered.

"I'm afraid you can't bear the breath coming out of it."

Zhang Xing said lightly.

"What is it?"

Master Chen persevered.

Zhang Xing stared at him for three seconds.

Slowly spit out a few words: "Residual breath of the saint!"

"what?"

Master Chen (color) changed on the spot and kicked back three steps.

And everyone who heard Zhang Xing's words was shocked.

"The saint's breath? Impossible!"

"Is he talking nonsense?"

"It must be worthless. He wants to fool us."

"..."

No one believes this statement, and they are questioning.

Li Shao and others also did not believe, they looked at the gold silk handkerchief in Zhang Xing's hand.

Nothing special was felt.

"Brother, open it and take a look. Whatever it is, you should always open your eyes."

"Yes, brother, Kai Shi's rules are like this. If you don't want everyone to know, can you not drive here!"

Hong Shao and Qian Shao successively spoke.

Zhang Xing ignored them.

His eyes remained on Master Chen.

"Master Chen, there seems to be something in your eyes. You seem to know what it is, am I right?"

I heard Zhang Xing say so.

Master Chen's eyes began to deepen.

"If I'm not mistaken, this gold silk handkerchief is ..."

Speaking of this, Master Chen seemed to have lost his mind, and seemed to remember something.

"What is it? Master Chen, please tell me!"

"Come on, Master Chen!"

Everyone hurried to urge.

It was only a moment when Master Chen returned to God.

However, he did not continue to say the answer immediately.

Instead, he took out a magnifying glass and looked at the silk handkerchief again.

After a moment, his breathing was quick, and the body (sh n) couldn't stop shaking.

"This is ... a holy weapon!"

"Oh!"

The pure gold tea cup in Li Shao's hands fell to the ground.

He was as dumb as a chicken, stupidly, staring at the silk handkerchief.