C29 It's Not like There's No Other Way(1)

In the Tianji Pavilion, the faint incense continued to spread.

Fat Tiger lay listlessly on the counter, opening his mouth and blowing on the incense sticks that were drifting out from the back hall.

He found that he was no longer free, but in order to get the strange card in his boss's hand, he told himself to persevere.

"Lil 'Fatty, is anyone coming?"

Fat Tiger protested, "Don't call me Lil' Fatty."

Qin Wen slowly walked out from the back hall and sighed. "This advertisement has been posted for such a long time. Not a single person came to visit."

"Boss, have you reached the Soul Condensation stage?"

Qin Wen shook his head and sighed. "Maybe it's because I don't have the qualifications to do so. I can't even feel the slightest bit of soul consciousness."

Fat Tiger rubbed his hands and smiled at Qin Wen. He begged, "Boss, let me see that card. That thing is so magical, and it has a different use than the martial soul card. Could it be that you invented it?"

Qin Wen said, "This is the ancestral item of the Tianji Sect, and only core disciples are lucky enough to see it. You are the only one who hasn't even kowtowed to the Martial Saint Guan Yu, and you still want to see the treasure of the sect? Dream on."

Fat Tiger suddenly knelt on the ground and said, "Boss, take me as your disciple."

Qin Wen said, "When you pass the test of White Tiger Hall, you will have to pay your respects to the Martial Saint first."

Fat Tiger said, "Isn't it just some people getting beaten up?"

Qin Wen roared, "What beatings? That's a test of courage, backbone, and loyalty. Crossing the mountain of blades, piercing through the forest of spears, cutting off the pinky, drinking blood wine. As long as you can do it all. I will make you become the chief disciple of the inner sect after becoming a disciple of the Tianji Sect. I will also teach you the talisman formation, and you can use the Sect Guarding Card as well."

" Really, no, chief disciple, don't tell me I want to acknowledge you as my master. "

"Of course, if you don't want to, then just go and watch the shop for me. Go outside and get some people for me."

Fatty looked at Qin Wen angrily as he continued to draw on the wood, but what surprised him was that... It was actually to make the most ordinary divine position card. This was something that only the lowest level carpenters would do, but Qin Wen seemed to be very serious about it.

Wood kept flying in Qin Wen's hands, but what surprised Fat Tiger was that the wood shavings the other party carved on the wood seemed to be the same every time.

Fat Tiger slowly walked over and picked up two pieces of wood shavings. They were really the same size, even the edges were the same.

How could it be possible? How could a person control wood shavings so well?

However, Fat Tiger, who was surprised for a while, felt bored again. He held his chin with both hands and looked at Qin Wen, who was focusing all his attention on carving those God Seat plates.

However, if one had the foundation of the soul talisman master, they would find that the patterns on each god placards were different. Moreover, they became more and more detailed and exquisite.

Qin Wen almost did not feel tired, just like the old man in the small shop. He kept carving the Divine Throne in his hand, as if he was carving a world-famous fine product. This was a kind of attitude, even if it was the simplest thing. He had to make it perfect.

The night slowly turned dark. Fat Tiger helplessly started to clean up the front door. He waited for another day in vain. If no one came in the future, would he continue to be abandoned like this? However, that forest of blades and spears was not easy to deal with either. His fat body... He did not know how much he would lose.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Who is it? I don't know. I just closed the door."

"I want to repair the soul card!"

Fat Tiger was suddenly delighted. Finally, someone came to his door and shouted, "Senior, please wait for a moment. I will immediately open the door."

That person looked at Qin Wen in shock and said faintly, "Where is your master? Just say that Yeh Wuji is begging for help."

Qin Wen said, "Master has traveled the world and has already given the shop to me."

Yeh Wuji let out a sigh and turned to leave.

Qin Wen shouted, "Why did you leave?"

"I came at the wrong time. Your master isn't here, so of course I have to leave."

Qin Wen said, "If master isn't here, it doesn't mean that no one can fix the soul card."

"Could it be you?"

Qin Wen coughed and nodded. "Yes."

Yeh Wuji sighed again and walked out without looking back.

"Fat Tiger, stop him. Don't let him go."

Fat Tiger's fat body was pushed to the side by a huge force before it could even get close to him.

Qin Wen said, "Humans can only communicate with one martial soul in their life. If the soul card is destroyed, their cultivation will be crippled. To put it bluntly, that person is worse than a cripple. Even if they have an extremely powerful strength, they can't unleash even half of it. "

Yeh Wuji suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Qin Wen said, "Sometimes, what is more terrifying than being a cripple is the contemptuous looks around you. The expression of someone who cares about his family makes me feel that I might as well just die. The worst part is that I'm afraid that my enemies will find out about this. At that time, they will only die from humiliation and hatred. "

Yeh Wuji coldly harrumphed and said," Don't say anymore. "That huge Qi rushed over, and the wood on the counter was instantly hit by a huge force.

Fat Tiger rubbed his aching butt and said with a pout," What's the use of being fierce to us? "

Qin Wen stopped Fat Tiger and said, "It's just that we have nowhere to vent the pain in our hearts."

Yeh Wuji suddenly bowed and said, "Little brother, please help me."