Yeshu's heart trembled, and he was stunned: "What.. Is it a necromancy?" was a term he had never heard of at all.

And seven or eight teenagers and girls were also stunned when they heard this.

The village chief let out a long breath helplessly, revealing endless sadness, and replied: "You should all know that in addition to opening up the spirit body, the fighting spirit is for itself to be in the spirit body realm, absorbing the spirit element and refining the body, so as to reach the spirit energy realm, but there is also a kind of fighting spirit, which itself does not have the slightest fluctuation of the spirit element, not to mention the spirit entering the body, it is as useless as a waste."

"This kind of fighting spirit is called "necromancy", and the person who awakens this kind of fighting spirit will never be able to break through the spirit realm, but the probability of this kind of fighting spirit appearing can be said to be almost 1 in 100 million."

"But, hehe, the red quality is a dead spirit" After speaking, the village chief looked at the sky fiercely and roared angrily: "God, you are really joking!"

This sudden roar frightened everyone, and some of them almost fell.

After that, the village chief seemed to be dozens of years old, but realized that he didn't seem to be the saddest.

Hurriedly looked at the night art and comforted: "Night boy, you don't have to be uncomfortable, I will take you to Arano City in a few days, maybe my inference is wrong."

The night technique is not as the village chief imagined, desperate will roll around on the ground, crying father and calling mother, on the contrary, his face is calm, and he smiled lightly: "Necromancer, just Necromancer, it's a big deal to go back to farming."

Looking at the night technique that was like stopping water, the village chief's heart was extremely uncomfortable, and he naturally understood what it meant to not be able to cultivate in this world.

But what the village chief didn't know was that Yeshu was a man with two fighting spirits, otherwise he would really cry and hang himself.

What are you kidding? If you can't do spiritual cultivation, you won't suffer in vain.

"That night art! My family seems to be running out of rice lately, so ......"

"Yeshu, I just remembered that my eldest aunt was coming today, and the room was empty, so you also..."

....................

The person who was trying to curry favor with the night art just now, when he heard that he had awakened a dead spirit, he hurriedly made up a reason and rejected the agreement just now.

Yeshu, smiled, and didn't say anything, because he knew that this was the human heart, and besides, he was still used to it, he was already a person who relied on the mountains to eat the mountains and drink water.

But I can't help it, I want to greet their mother.

When the village chief heard this, he was furious and scolded them: "How can you do such a villainous thing, remember not to say that you are from Shuangniu Village when you go out in the future, lose face!"

When this was said, those who spoke just now lowered their heads and blushed and did not speak.

After the awakening, they all returned to their homes, and the village chief comforted the night and promised to find a way, and left.

After the village chief left completely, the night technique immediately replaced the fighting spirit, Hongmang passed away, he held the tattered fighting spirit in his hand, carefully sensed it, and then smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect this rag, it's really a dead spirit, God! Even if I'm really your son, you can't take care of me like this, but ...... Hey hey"

The eyes of the night art closed slightly, and the mind hooked another fighting spirit in the soul, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a purple light attached to the surface of his eyes, and the eyes of the evil monarch appeared again, and the air flow also stirred.

After feeling the change, Yeshu said with a cold face: "As the pride of the sky, I have two fighting spirits, although one is wasted now, I just need to use these eyes to cultivate, and this tattered and shiny at a critical time, and it is also very good to pretend to be forced" Speaking of this, he finally showed that trademark cheap smile.

And the reason why Yeshu didn't change the Eye Fighting Spirit just now was that he knew that this matter was too shocking, and it would definitely be very troublesome at that time, and secondly, he understood the truth that Mu Xiu would destroy it in the forest wind, as long as he replaced the Eye Fighting Spirit, the next day I am afraid that the people of the whole continent would know, and then some psychopaths or ill-intentioned people would also come to the door and use him for experiments."

Yeshu has lived here for decades, so he naturally knows the pros and cons, and he must be low-key.

The night technique retracted the fighting spirit, and he was excited to cultivate immediately, so he strode in the direction of the cave, but his heart was terrified, because he didn't know if he could do it.

The moon is as silver as a plate, and the whole mountain forest blown by the cold wind makes a shuddering sound, and there are some insect whining sounds that echo for a long time, and the whole world is quiet at this moment.

In the cave, Yeshu sat cross-legged, his breathing was undulating, and his delicate and white little face was also covered with beads of sweat of different sizes.

And Yejutsu's body was like a whirlpool at this time, and the spirit elements in the vacuum were constantly pouring into his body in a form visible to the naked eye.

It stands to reason that after absorbing such a huge spirit element, the night art should have stepped into the second turn of the spirit realm a long time ago, but now it is still stuck in the realm of the first turn.

After a long time, Yeshu slowly opened his eyes and withdrew from his cultivation state, and then a look of disappointment flashed through his eyes very clearly, so he said helplessly: "Why is this always happening?"

After returning to the cave, he began to cultivate, and the result was that the eye fighting spirit was really able to accept the spirit, but when the spirit yuan entered the body, a strange thing happened, and the spirit yuan disappeared directly.

In a daze, the night technique tried again, but this time he could clearly feel that it was forcibly absorbed by something in his body, but he didn't know what it was.

The stubbornness in his heart prompted the night technique to guide the spirit element several times, but the result was still the same. He had also used the mystical Spirit, but he couldn't even do it.

Yeshu walked to the side of the stone bed and lay down with no spirit in his eyes, but he soon cheered up again, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I don't believe you can keep sucking!"

As soon as the words fell, the night technique directly replaced the eye fighting spirit, and then guided the eye fighting spirit to absorb the spirit element in the vacuum in an orderly manner.

The spirit element that entered the body this time was still absorbed cleanly, but at this time, a small amount of spirit element suddenly gushed out, refining the body of the night technique.

Feeling that there were traces of tempering in the flesh, Yeshu exclaimed, almost jumped up, and said excitedly: "I knew that you should always have a limit!"

Although the amount of spirit yuan is very small, it also makes the heart of the night art rekindle hope.

When he was thinking about Na Ling's quenching body, he decisively suppressed this idea, after all, he would support it if he ate too much, and Ye Shu had already felt that his soul was faintly starting to sting, so he simply rested early, blew out the candle and fell on the stone bed.

After a long time, Yeshu still couldn't sleep, tossing and turning, thinking back to everything that happened today, the pain caused to him by the black qi was still afraid, but what he was thinking about was not this, but what was wrong with his Dou Ling, and what the crazy old man said last before leaving.

"It's time to find someone to teach you........ Haha" What exactly does this phrase mean?

The night is not long, it is not short, and it will pass quickly.

The sky was bright, and Yeshu woke up very abnormally today, and after washing up, he walked directly to the village.

And the place he was going to this time was the village chief's house, because after the awakening yesterday, the village chief announced that he would gather today and announce the quota of the Holy Dou Academy, no matter what. Yeshu felt that the village chief's face still had to be given, otherwise how would he mix in the future?

Due to the rush to the market in the village, Yeshu finally came to the village chief's house after squeezing for a long time.

The village chief's house is a small adobe house, surrounded by mud walls made of yellow mud, and the courtyard is spacious.

Yeshu opened the half-hidden wooden door, strode in, and at a glance, almost all the teenagers and girls who participated in the awakening ceremony yesterday had arrived.

When they saw the night surgery, everyone's faces were engraved with indifference, disgust, and even weirdness.

Yeshu didn't care at all, quietly found a random place, and sat down.

Soon the village chief came out of the adobe house with a black token in his hand. The village chief noticed the night technique, and a helpless and sad look immediately appeared on his face.

If there is anyone who has the most contact with night art in this village, it is the village chief.

After the village chief stepped forward, he looked at everyone and said solemnly: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, this token is the identity symbol of the Black Iron students of the Holy Dou Academy."

"And the people in the village unanimously decided to hand him over to Zhao Le, and he will set off for Wasteland tomorrow, and the road fee will be contracted by the village."

Zhao Le is the young man who awakened the blue qi yesterday, hearing this Zhao Le moving his fat body, he stepped forward with a proud face, and respectfully took the token.

Yeshu had already guessed this result, and if the people in the village really gave him this opportunity, it would really be a bad brain.

Hearing this result did not cause much climax, and they all left the village chief's house.

The night technique doesn't stay long.

When the village chief saw it, he wanted to stay in the night art. But after thinking about it, this would only make the night magicians more sad, so I broke off this idea and took him to Arano City another day.

After Yeshu left the village chief's house, he came to the street,

As soon as the night art started, he was attracted by the scene in front of him.

Dozens of people formed a circle, looking at something, and driven by curiosity, Yeshu forcibly squeezed in.

I saw a delicate-looking young man lying motionless on the ground for some reason, as if he had fainted.

The young man wore a large white robe full of patches, and a gourd hung from his waist, looking simple and simple.

Yeshu glanced at the handsome young man, couldn't help but feel pity, and muttered: "As the leader of Shuangniu Village, you can't see death without saving it! Alas, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? count you lucky."

After saying that, he took a step forward, and just squatted down to help the young man up, he was surprised to see the young man open his eyes violently, grabbed the night technique, and at the same time hugged his chest with one hand, the action was done in one go, very sophisticated.

Then he twisted his face, and then shouted loudly in pain: "Oh, it hurts me to death! You knocked me into a serious injury, tell you! I can't get up without a thousand cane spirit coins! Everyone is watching, don't try to escape."

Spirit coins are the common currency of the Wuling Continent, three hundred spirit coins are equivalent to the annual income of ordinary people, and one thousand spirit coins can already buy a small building.

Yeshu froze in place, because he knew that he might have encountered the legendary "Touching Porcelain".

He just thought, "Your sister, even someone in the Otherworldly Continent touches porcelain?"