"Senior, I've been able to get out of the iron box!" Zhang Han happily reported to the sitting Chaos. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Well, little bald, then you should practice another kind of hexel. Chaos opened his eyes and glanced at Zhang Han.

"Another kind of demonic art?" Zhang Han felt a little surprised, and said in amazement, "I haven't refined the solid and gaseous states of the state transformation demon art, so I have to cultivate another kind of demon art so soon?"

Chaos snorted and said: "The key to the state transformation demon art is to get started, after refining into the water state, you only need to take a little time to cultivate the solid and gaseous states in the future, you can refine it, can you spend all your thoughts on this? That is a waste of not only your time, but also Lao Tzu's time." ”

Zhang Han muttered in his heart, damn, this old boy of chaos is really good at his calculations!

Chaos flicked his sleeves expressionlessly, and a powerful wave of invisible qi had already taken Zhang Han into another tree hole. In front of him was a somewhat broken cultivation secret book, on which were written the words "Imperial Breath Demon Sutra".

Chaos frowned and said, "Little bald head, why don't we make a rule, if you can cultivate a demon art within the specified time in the future, you can move freely for a day, how about it?"

Zhang Han was dumbfounded: "This is still tolerant? That means that I can only be free for five days in two years, senior, you really treat me as a genius that day? This is too harsh, right?"

Chaos stiffened his face and said: "Harsh? Back then, it only took half a month for Lao Tzu to practice the Demon Transformation Demon Technique, and it only took twenty days for the Demon Breath Demon Technique, I can give you a month now, is it enough? You have to be so stupid, don't practice it as soon as possible." ”

Zhang Han couldn't help but beg bitterly: "Senior, that's because you're too wise and martial, can you let me rest for a day?" Please, my state transformation demon technique has just been cultivated into a water state, otherwise, it can be half a day, or an hour..."

Chaos didn't even bother to say anything to Zhang Han, snorted, flicked his sleeves, and a powerful air flow shot Zhang Han in the air, Zhang Han felt as if he was in a surging flood, and was swept out of the tree hole, floating a few times like a leaf in the big tree hole, and then "bang", he was taken into the tree hole again, and was stunned.

Zhang Han touched his head, hummed and got up in embarrassment, and couldn't find the north for a while. Chaos glanced at me, and slowly frowned at Zhang Han and said, "Little bald head, do you see it?" This is the subtlety of the Imperial Breath Demon Technique, after refining, it will definitely benefit you without harm, don't bargain with me anymore!"

After speaking, his figure flashed, and he landed under the tree cave like a ghost, and a cold voice came up from below: "Let me remind you again, you don't start cultivating now, from tomorrow, don't think about having any more fruits to eat, let alone take half a step out of this tree cave!"

His grandmother's, this is too domineering, isn't it? Is there such a flat person? Zhang Han touched the painful place on his body, and kept cursing chaos in his heart, but he didn't dare to say a word in his mouth, and hurriedly picked up the broken "Imperial Breath Demon Sutra", and didn't even dare to blink his eyes.

It turns out that the "Imperial Breath Demon Sutra" is recorded as a kind of demon art that specializes in practicing breathing and breathing, and usually meditating and practicing can not only collect and absorb the essence of the sun and the moon to increase the demonic power by regulating one's own internal breath, but also can produce a powerful invisible aura according to one's own breath and breath, and take and throw objects away from the body at will, which is really a strange and practical demon art.

Zhang Han suddenly realized, no wonder Chaos just waved his sleeves to play him around, it turned out that he used the magic of the Imperial Breath recorded in the "Demon Sutra", his grandmother's, if Lao Tzu knew this magic earlier, he would not have been chased and beaten on Rainbow Island.

Thinking of this, Zhang Han perked up, and hurriedly sat down to study and cultivate intently.

Compared with the state transformation demon technique, the cultivation difficulty of the "Imperial Breath Demon Sutra" seems to be much more difficult, and Zhang Han spent almost half a month practicing hard before he achieved a slight success.

"Little bald head, how is your cultivation in the Zhou Weather Field?" One day, Chaos stood behind Zhang Han like a ghost, with no facial features on his face.

Zhang Han glanced at him and said, "Senior, my hair is already very long, and I am no longer a little bald head, please can you change the name to a better sound?"

Chaos shook his head, the facial features on it grew like magic, and he frowned: "The name is just a mark, it's good to remember it, stinky boy, don't blame me for not reminding you, a month is limited, you can't practice, don't blame me for turning my face then." ”

The change from "little bald head" to "stinky boy" shows that Chaos can no longer turn a deaf ear to Zhang Han's protest, but Zhang Han still snorted unwillingly: "Aren't you just going to throw me out of the Tongtian Tree? You have already said this sentence a hundred times! Don't forget, you just want me to be able to learn the Breath Suppression Demon Technique, Zhou Tian Field is the highest level of the Breath Demon Technique, can I urge it in three or five years?"

Chaos said expressionlessly: "Three or five years is your business, it has nothing to do with Lao Tzu, if you can't practice the Zhou Tian Field, then you can't cultivate the Demon Power of Phaselessness, do you say that I Chaos can do such a loss-making business?"

After speaking, he couldn't help but pick up Zhang Han and flew out of the tree hole like a gust of wind.

Zhang Han didn't know what kind of perverted trick he was going to play, and said in horror: "You, what do you want to do ******, don't want to throw me into some big black box?..。 ”

Chaos smiled: "That's so uncreative, let's play something fresh today." ”

Before the words fell, dozens of long vines wrapped around Zhang Han's body and limbs like long snakes, hanging him in the air under the tall trunk of the Babel Tree. Chaos stretched out his hand on Zhang Han's body a little, and the entwined long vine became harder than steel, and no matter how hard Zhang Han struggled, he couldn't pull the long vine on his body off.

Before Zhang Han could speak, Chaos had already taken out a vial from his body and poured all the fragrant liquid inside on Zhang Han's body.

Zhang Han smiled bitterly: "Senior, I'm not a woman, don't you need to grease and powder me?"

Chaos glanced at Zhang Han and squeezed his eyebrows at him, with a little schadenfreude on his face: "Stinky boy, this is the heavenly frankincense, a kind of light-devouring moth that can best attract Beiming Kuize, do you know what the light-devouring moth is?"

Zhang Han shook his head and said angrily: "I don't know, you know that I am lonely and unheard, and the Light Devouring Moth will not be more powerful than those strange birds with four wings, right?"