Chapter 254: Learning Occult Arts

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First of all, we need to retrieve the streamer furnace from the Rong family's old mansion, and we also need to steal her body from the ancient tomb of Rong Wushuang. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ๏ฝ‚iqugeใ€‚ ๏ฝ‰๏ฝŽfo

Rong is responsible for contacting the Rong family to get back the streamer furnace, while Rong Qi is responsible for going to Luoyang to steal Rong Wushuang's body.

Rong Qi didn't plan to take me with him this time, but asked me to wait for him in S City.

After everything was discussed, we set off to go back to S City together.

After returning to the apartment in S City, Rong Qi handed over the work of Rong's enterprise to Rong Aotian.

And I was a little tired, so when Rong Qi was busy, I slept by myself.

But halfway through my sleep, I felt a chill in my body.

"Rong Qi, what are you doing? Aren't you busy?"

I didn't have to open my eyes to know that it was Rong Qi, and I muttered sleepily, just wanted to push him away, but I didn't want my lips to be blocked directly.

"I'm done. Rong Qi's deep magnetic voice sounded in my ears, demagogic, "I'm going to leave for Luoyang tomorrow, and we still have business to do before we go." โ€

I was so frightened that I shuddered, thinking that what Rong Qi said about the "right thing" was to eat me up and wipe me clean.

I didn't want to, Rong Qi suddenly slapped my ass and said, "Get up." โ€

I opened my eyes and was stunned, "What are you doing when you get up?"

"Learn occultism. Rong Qi spit out three words, and his slender figure was already standing beside the bed.

And I just stayed where I was.

"Occult arts?" I was stunned for a few seconds before I reacted, "You want to teach me occult arts?"

"Not bad. Rong Qi said lightly, "I'm not here these days, although there is a jade bracelet that allows you to call me when you are in danger, but in the end, you still need to learn some occult arts to protect yourself." Not only that, when you crossed over to Rong Wushuang, if you didn't know anything about occult arts, it would also arouse the suspicion of the Ye family. โ€

Of course I understand what Rong Qi said, but I still can't help but question myself in my heart: "I don't have a foundation in learning occult arts, can I learn it well?"

"Absolutely. "No, Rong Qi has rare confidence in me this time, "You are a pure yin character and a strange hard character, theoretically speaking, the talent for learning metaphysics should be rare in a thousand years." โ€

My eyes lit up, and I was a little eager to try.

I've been used to being a scumbag since I was a child, and it's rare to have the opportunity to be a top student in some way, can I not be excited, baby?

Thinking of this, I rolled up my sleeves and hurriedly asked, "Come, how do we learn? Do we want to learn to draw talismans like the Taoist priest in the TV series?" "I don't want Rong Qi to break my illusion, "The most important thing is actually the accumulation of your own spiritual power, you are starting from scratch, let me look at the condensation ability of your spiritual power first." โ€

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and I saw a thin black mist suddenly appear in the air.

"You think of a way, you want this fog to blow away. Rong Qi said.

I was dumbfounded.

I thought that learning occult art should be a particularly tall rhythm, but Rong Qi actually let me blow the fog?

What is this?

Although I was full of doubts, I still didn't dare to question Rong Qi, so I had to puff up my cheeks and blow away at the black mist.

I blew this time, but I used up my lung capacity, but I didn't want the thin black fog to be very stubborn, I blew it down in one breath, and it didn't move at all.

"Don't just blow on the air. Rong Qi pointed out on the side, "The key is to condense the spirit." โ€

Hearing this, I followed what he said, carefully condensed my spiritual power, and blew it again.

This time, it finally had some effect.

The black fog was suddenly blown away a little, but it still didn't disappear.

I poured my breath into it, gathered my mind again, and continued to blow.

It took me three blows to finally blow the black fog away.

After blowing it away, I looked at Rong Qi proudly with a praising expression.

I didn't want to Rong Qi, just frowned at me, and said, "It's so bad." โ€

I almost fell headlong to the ground.

"Is it bad?" I quickly found a reason, "Is it because my lung capacity is too small, so I blow it many times before it blows away?"

"It's not. It has nothing to do with lung capacity. Rong Qi stared at me, his expression was also a little puzzled, "It's because your talent is not good, but why is your talent so bad? โ€

I almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood when I heard it.

I thought I could turn over and be a god this time, but I didn't expect to be a scumbag.

"Forget it. Rong Qi didn't seem to want to continue thinking about why my talent was so bad, but said, "Since my talent is not good, I can only work harder." โ€

I shuddered.

The scene when Rong Qi taught me to read is still vivid, and I can't imagine how terrible it is for him to "work harder".

At this time, Rong Qi had condensed a black mist from the palm of his hand again, and said to me: "I will teach you the simplest occult mind method now, and after you understand it carefully, I will try to disperse this black mist." โ€

"If you can't disperse...... What will happen?" I asked nervously.

Rong Qi provoked, "If it is not eliminated in an hour, you know what my punishment is." โ€

As he spoke, he bowed his head and blew a cold and ambiguous breath around my neck.

I was scared of the spirits.

Farewell...... I want to walk normally tomorrow......

Thinking of this, I didn't dare to delay, so I quickly listened carefully to Rong Qi's recitation to me.

That mental method is basically classical Chinese, I don't want to say I understand it, I can't understand it very well, I can only write it down halfway, and then start to continue to blow at the black fog.

The ending was really miserable.

"The talent is really poor. Rong Qi on the side seemed to think that I had not been hit enough, and sprinkled a handful of salt on my wound.

I was so angry that I hurriedly continued to blow air.

I don't want to be the same result again......

I went through this process all the time, and after more than two hours, my cheeks were stiff, and the black mist was only half dispersed.

"Alright. Seeing that I was unwilling to continue, Rong Qi grabbed my hand and took me into his arms, "Today is enough." โ€

As he spoke, he put away the black gas.

"But...... It's just a little bit of ability, it's like not learning at all. "I'm reluctant

"Metaphysics pays attention to accumulation, and there is no master who can achieve it overnight. Rong Qi still looked faint, "When I leave for Luoyang tomorrow, you can practice more by yourself in the next few days." โ€

I also understand this truth, so I can only nod unwillingly.

"Well, then, it's time to be punished. Rong Qi suddenly lowered his voice and lowered his head to hold my earlobe.

Rong Qi was very "true to his word", and finally punished me severely.

The punishment lasted until the next day, when he left for Luoyang.

I was lying at home resting in a state of languishing when I suddenly received a call from a teacher at the orphanage.

"Xiaoqian, have you been free lately? Recently, the orphanage has been short of manpower, is it convenient for you to come and help?"

I thought that Rong Qi was not here recently, and I was indeed a little bored at home alone, so I nodded and said, "Okay." โ€

"Great. The orphanage teacher was relieved on the other end of the phone, "It's good that you can come over, otherwise Dean Wu is so strange these days, I really don't know what to do." โ€

I was stunned, "What's wrong with Dean Wu?"