It is estimated that the Lord of Qingcang has never thought that she, who used to be Luo frivolous, actually learned the secrets of ten Dabi.

She didn't know what magic weapon the magic core was, or whether other sects knew about the existence of the magic core. The only thing she knew was that the magic core would quietly absorb the talents of the students who participated in the contest in each of the ten competitions.

Many of the disciples who had participated in the ten Dabi schools went back to their homes and became basically silent, from a genius to a nobody.

They thought they were ill and went to seek medical treatment, but no matter how powerful the alchemists were, they could not cure them.

All because, they are not sick, but have no talent!

Out of the trust of Qingcang, it seems that none of the ten major sects have been deliberating on the ten great comparisons, only believing that this is the fate of those disciples.

Otherwise, Luo Xiaoman ran into a disciple of a certain sect who was chased by Qingcang bodyguard. He knew the existence of the magic spirit core from his mouth, and could not know that such a strange phenomenon was caused by the magic spirit core.

"Xiaoman, do you mean that psychic nuclei can devour our talents?" After listening to Luo Xiaoman's explanation, Lan Xi was startled. Since there are such strange things in the ten big comparisons, shouldn't they stay far away?

If he's right, Qingcang wants to devour Xiaoman's talent with magic spirit core!

"If it was before, I would not have participated, and I would have been far away. But it's not the same now. " Speaking of this, Luo Xiaoman looked at Kunlun on one side.

At this time, Kunlun just looked around strangely, full of curiosity about everything around.

They walked on this national road, perhaps near the Bay, and the surrounding scenery also changed.

At this time, Kunlun suddenly stopped and fixed his eyes on a fishing boat in front of him.

"What is this?"

"Fishing boats, they can carry people and float on the sea."

"What is the sea?"

Kunlun frowned and looked at Luo Xiaoman suspiciously. His clear eyes looked like a child with a strong desire for knowledge.

"The sea is endless. Sometimes it's calm, and sometimes it's unpredictable." Luo Xiaoman frowned and wanted to use simple words to describe it, but she found her words were poor. Especially when she saw Kunlun's more confused eyes, she knew that this guy was also more and more confused.

"Well, come with me." Luo Xiaoman sighed, grabbed Kunlun and flew to the coast ahead.

"Tut Tut, how do I feel that our little ancestor brought a child?" Looking at the background of Luo Xiaoman and Kunlun, Ji Yuanxun sighed.

"Keep your voice down. If you let the little ancestor or the Kunlun hear it, it will be enough for you to eat a pot." Fanma waited for him, reminded.

"Hey, don't worry. They're too far away to hear!"

"We heard it!"

Just then two men in cloaks came up.

"Who are you?" Ji Yuanxun looked at the two men with vigilance on his face and said in a deep voice: "well, you dare to follow them all the way. How dare you

"It's not that we are bold, it's your heart that's too big!"

"Oh, you dare to refute us, you..."

Do not wait for Ji Yuanxun to start, but blue Xi raised his hand and stopped him. "Elder Ji, don't be impulsive. They don't look like enemies."

"Lord, they say that we have a big heart. This is a provocation."

"But we really have a big heart."

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