Chapter 372

Daoist Chongtai was silent for a while.

The disciples around the Sword Debate Platform couldn't sense the strange phenomena at the foot of the mountain, but these high-level cultivators could naturally see them clearly.

At present, it's not just the two characters "Mountain" and "Peak" that are shaking; among the eight characters "Sun and stars hide their light, mountains and peaks conceal their forms," five have already begun to shake.

Among them, the two characters "Mountain" and "Peak" are being pulled by Long A, while the three characters "Sun," "Star," and "Hide" are being pulled by Chu Wange, who has just sat down to meditate.

Although his mind was drifting because of Ji Tangtang's blushing, now that he was asked by Ji Kehan, Gu Chen Yi also felt it was strange. Today, Ji Tangtang was indeed always blushing; this hadn't happened before.

She glanced at Wang Mingyang, who was still anxiously pacing uneasily at Ji Tangtang's door, and made a decision in her heart.

After hanging up Cai Pengxi's phone, Yu Yao called Teng Kunwu again; among them, he also belonged to the older generation.

This is the boundary set by the Holy Emperor; only as Lin Yi's strength improves can he view more content.

Lin Yi knew that he also only had one chance, so he had to make full preparations, condensing the power of the Holy Soul to a peak, and then erupting it. The power of one strike could even reach the point of destroying everything.

Ru Chun was born fair, looking like a glutinous rice ball. Once put into water, he sat down smoothly, really looking like a fat soup dumpling in a large bowl.

"I was young and ignorant at that time; you are a magnanimous person, okay?" Qi Yichen said gently.

"I am also your father; can't I discipline you? Hurry up, go up and pack your things. From today on, you are not to step into the Ye family house again."

Xiang Xue made a funny face at him, but because most of her face was wrapped in a scarf, Wei Zhedong could only imagine the playfulness on her face. However, those eyes were filled with laughter, clearly showing that she wasn't angry because of his rebuttal.

If it were He Shangshan, Yu Yao even suspected whether this remnant scroll, along with the handwritten copy and the twelve zodiac album pages, were lost by him together. It's just that after being lost, they fell into three places and had their own twists and turns.

"This subordinate is not very clear; it seems to be about discussing the marriage," the guard said in a dilemma. Although he shouldn't have said it, looking at the Second Prince's appearance, he couldn't bear to say anything else.

"I'm late." The laughter in Xi Ying's eyes was warm, without the slightest coldness she showed when facing Liu Chenxin.

The best optical glass is borosilicate glass and phosphate glass. The production process of these two types of optical glass is very complex and requires a large number of chemical reaction processes, which is difficult to achieve under current conditions. Therefore, quartz glass can only be the best choice at present.

This type of two-wheeled cart already has an actual sample. It adopts a double-shaft, single-axle, two-wheeled structure, with wooden multi-spoke wheels, square tenons connected to the wheels, and a cart body length of about four meters. It is very similar to the wooden cart commonly used in rural areas in the north in later generations, commonly known as a "ground cart."

"Speaking of which, Lin Hao has been missing for five years. Where could he be?" Yu Jizi pondered.

Although explanations still need to be made, this person's repeated evasive attitude simply gave Lin Dao an impulse to want to strangle this person. How exactly is this person's brain wired?

"Young Master Zhao, this cannot be accepted. If this flying sword really gets into Ling'er's hands, wouldn't it be snatched away by cultivators?" Wang Cheng hurriedly spoke. Although his wife wanted to accept this sword for nothing, once she thought about cultivators killing people to seize treasures, she shook her head even more, wanting to refuse.

She looked at Gu Han Sheng, feeling a slight sense of shame. That was her father, yet he was uncomfortable, and she didn't know.

He and she are the same type of person; when getting along with people, they like to have a cold face, equally cold, equally decisive in killing.

For Fang Haobai, only when Luo Ziqing is by his side is he a complete person. After she left, he was never like his former self again.