Samuel had no idea that he had fallen into a big trap set by the white-bearded old man, one by one.
At this time, Qin Shuang, who was outside the temple, had been staring at the temple.
But after looking at it for a long time, the temple had no effect at all. Until she was a little absent-minded, an old man's peaceful voice suddenly came to her mind. "I can only help you here. With your peerless appearance and the urging power of the Rainfall Sword, you will have a promising future."
"Who are you?" Qin Shuang cried out in alarm.
But there were only a few laughs left in her mind, and then there was no reply.
In the temple, the old man suddenly smiled with bright eyes.
"What other requirements do you have?" Samuel did not notice anything strange about him and asked curiously.
"Under the Death Spirit Temple, there are tens of thousands of souls that have passed away. These souls are all people or beasts that died on the battlefield in the war against the King of Beasts. Their resentment is extremely heavy. If I take away the golden body, it will inevitably trigger the balance of the right and evil forces in the temple. At that time, the conflict between Yin and Yang will cause chaos here."
"Therefore, if you want the Golden Body, you must activate the golden energy in your body and transcend all the dead spirits under the Death Spirit Temple. Otherwise, even if you save anyone, I will not promise you."
Samuel nodded. He had no problem with these sweeping works, but the problem was that he couldn't do it. "Senior, I have said that I don’t know how to use the energy in my body."
The old man said with a little embarrassment, "This power is very strange. It's normal that you don't understand it. It's because... because I don't know how to use it."
Noticing his Samuel's worry, the old man smiled. "But that you don’t know how to use it and you can’t use it is two different concepts. I'll teach you a set of Formless Divine Skill. By using it, you can barely activate the golden energy in your body, but I have a request..."
Samuel suppressed his impatience. If it weren't for the fact that the other party was an old man and that Samuel was really weak at present, he would have beaten the other party to death. "Predecessor, can you just finish it in one breath?"
"Sage, you can be young, but don't be so impulsive. After all, Formless Divine Skill is the self-created cultivation method that I am proud of. As long as I spend a little bit of my strength, I can make use of it to make it ten times stronger. Isn't that good?"
Samuel almost blurted out "Good" subconsciously, but fortunately, he managed to restrain himself in time. He found that the old man had a magical magic power that could always lead him away and then enter his rhythm. "What do you want, senior?"
"I've taught you all my unique skills. You say..." The old man suddenly chuckled.
Samuel was stunned. "Senior, do you mean that you want me to be your master?"
"No, I took you as my master."
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