After Xingzheng reported to his family, all the five factions of Maoshan appeared.

Yan Ning, the descendant of the ghost doctor of Wumen, the heir of Tiandao Yitang Yihu and Zhuang Xiaoya, the heir of Feng Shui Gongliang Jiang Wujue, and the heir of the divination hall Wang Tianci.

Only the heirs of this Xiang Soul Sect have not yet been determined, and now Xing Zheng has left, leaving only the Xiang Soul Technique, so that Yan Ning can find a suitable successor for it, which can be regarded as the inheritance of the Spirit Sect.

In Yan Ning's eyes, Du Fatzi has already shown his talent and advantages beyond ordinary people, and it will not be wrong to hand over this phase psychic technique to Du Fatzi.

Du Fatzi and Bai Tong looked at the ancient book in Yan Ning's hand, and both of them fell into a state of shock and incredulity.

"What are you in a daze?" Yan Ning casually handed over the Physiognomy Technique to Du Fatzi.

"Big brother, you...... Do you really want to give this to me?" Du Fatzi was still immersed in shock.

Yan Ning said, "Don't you want it?"

"It's not ...... It's just that I'm afraid that I don't have enough talent and can't take on heavy responsibilities......"

Du Fatzi never dreamed that one day he would be able to become the successor of the Maoshan lineage like Yan Ning.

In other words, Fat Du has always had a bit of inferiority, and he would rather live in the shadow of Yan Ning.

And now that Yan Ning handed over the Physiognomy Technique to him, that is, he and himself were placed on the same level, which caught Du Fatzi off guard.

Yan Ning saw what Du Fat Man was thinking, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Haven't you always wanted to defeat me?" Relying on the exercises that Hao Jian passed on to you, there was no chance, and now that I have given you this opportunity, you should think about whether you want to grasp it yourself." ”

Du Fatzi looked at Bai Tong, only to see Bai Tong smiling and nodding to him.

"Okay!" Du Fat gritted his teeth and said, "Big brother, I will definitely live up to your expectations of me!"

Yan Ning shook his head: "You are wrong, it is your expectation of yourself. Also, I didn't give this phase of the mind technique for nothing, you have learned a little success when you look back, but you have to go to my Xinmao Mountain to teach the disciples. ”

Du Fatzi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Don't worry, don't worry!"

Regarding the matter of the five techniques of Maoshan, Yan Ning did not forget that the golden leaves that he and Yihu and the others found from the ashes of the Wumen ghost art must have recorded something extremely important, and there must have been something in the psychic technique in front of him, but Yan Ning planned to wait until Du Fatzi learned it before telling him this.

The two gifts were sent out, and the big stone in Yan Ning's heart was also put down, and after sending the two of Du Fat away, Yan Ning returned to the alchemy room alone again.

If you can't find it, you can't find a single pill, Yan Ning is really uncomfortable.

He searched in the alchemy pharmacy for a long time, and he was almost three feet into the ground, but he couldn't find even a single crumb of the pill.

In the end, the angry Yan Ning simply sat down cross-legged on the futon and scolded depressedly: "Old man, how can I say that I have taken over your class now, although I don't have the name of master and apprentice, but I already have the truth of master and apprentice, you said that if you die, you will die, if you don't teach me anything, why don't you even leave me some benefits!"

Yan Ning seemed to have forgotten that there were still many treasures left by the "old man" in his Sumeru ring.

At this time, Yan Ning's gaze suddenly stayed on the current huge portrait.

The bigger the thing, the less likely it is to attract people's attention, if Yan Ning didn't like to watch people scold when he scolded, he wouldn't have noticed the old man picking medicine in the portrait at this time.

"Huh...... The painting ......"

Although Yan Ning didn't know how to paint, he could see how superb the skills of this painting were, and it easily reached the point of being fake.

But now Yan Ning feels that this painting is "really" a bit too much.

He hurriedly got up from the futon, trotted over to the painting, and reached out to touch it......

A miraculous thing happened, Yan Ning's hand actually passed directly through the painting and became a part of the painting, he reached out and grabbed a fairy grass in the painting!

"This one is...... Frost Grass?"

I saw that Yan Ning was holding a crystal clear grass in his hand, and there was a slight chill on it, which was held in Yan Ning's hand, and in just a few seconds, Yan Ning felt that his hand was about to be frozen.

The Frost Condensing Grass is a legendary fairy grass, refined into an elixir, which has the effect of forging the body and quenching the bones, Yan Ning has never seen it in the Treasure Pavilion of Longhu Mountain, but now it is torn out of a painting.

In order to prevent his hands from turning into popsicles, Yan Ning hurriedly put the frost grass into the Sumeru ring, and then he looked at the mural with a shocked face, and muttered in his mouth:

"Won't you...... Immortals...... You're really good at playing!"

When the painting reaches the extreme, it becomes a world of its own, and the bamboo hut made by Tao Hongjing, the ancestor of Maoshan, also has a world of its own, allowing Huang Yuyan to live.

But compared to the two, it is obvious that the painting in front of you is much more powerful!

Looking at the dense immortal medicine in the painting, Yan Ning couldn't help but shed a sigh of salt, I'm afraid that even Sun Yijie doesn't know this secret, otherwise how could he leave such a good thing to Yan Ning?

Yan Ning carefully examined the mural, and finally fell on the old man in the mural, this old man's face was wrinkled, like the bark of an old tree, his skin was dark, obviously often exposed to the sun, and his hands were full of calluses, which looked like he had been collecting medicinal herbs for most of his life.

What attracted Yan Ning's attention the most was the small bag pinned to the old man's waist, you must know that there are treasures everywhere in this Wanbao Zhai, and none of the things on this old man's body are ordinary.

The figure of the old man collecting medicine was huge, Yan Ning moved two chairs and stacked them together, which barely reached his waist, and finally climbed into the chair, and was about to reach into the painting, and was about to tear off the small bag, when the old man in the mural suddenly moved!

"What a thief!"

A vigorous and powerful voice came, Yan Ning was so frightened that his legs weakened, the chair under his feet suddenly slipped, and he fell to the ground and ate!

"Ouch......" Yan Ning's ass didn't look at the yellow calendar today.

The old man turned around and stretched lazily before looking at Yan Ning: "Little doll, your parents didn't educate you, is it stealing if you don't sue you?"

"If I take my own things, can it be considered theft?" Yan Ning got up from the ground and said confidently.

The old man of the medicine collection was ridiculous: "You are the little old man who has seen the lowest Taoism in the past 10,000 years, when did this small world become your home?"

Seeing that the old man didn't believe it, Yan Ning took out the Dayan jade card, shook it in front of the old man, and said, "The Dayan jade card is in your hand, can you still not believe it?"

When the old man of the medicine collection saw the big-eyed jade pendant, his face suddenly changed, and then he knelt down on one knee in front of Yan Ning with some reluctance, and said, "The old man who belongs to the medicine ...... Met the master. ”

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