"Brother Cangming, you're back."

Cangluo has missed Cangming all these years, and without Cangming, his talent is naturally known to the public.

But because of the relationship between Cangluo and Cangming, no one dared to reuse or cultivate him, just let Cangluo cultivate by himself.

The Huangquan Gong Method is not like a life master, as long as you obtain the corresponding life beast, you can advance.

To practice the Huangquan Exercises, it is more important to be guided.

With the guidance of people, the cultivation of the exercises will get twice the result with half the effort, and vice versa.

This is true not only of the Huangquan exercises, but also of all the exercises that do not involve life beasts.

The exercises are extremely exquisite, and they must be exactly the same, and the slightest difference shown is equivalent to a world of difference.

So it doesn't matter, it's more that Cangluo is imprisoned, although he can act independently, but in fact, it is impossible to leave this southern Xinjiang tribe.

It can only be said that geniuses will never be buried, even if no one tells Cangluo the direction of cultivation, he can still rely on his intelligence to refine into an ordinary person.

Cangming and the Cangluo family all died in the chaos of the southern Xinjiang tribes last time, leaving the two of them alone, but they are both rare geniuses, which can't help but make people sigh.

Heaven does not die!

I haven't seen him for fifteen years, and Cangming himself has changed very little, but Cangluo has changed from a child to an adult.

According to the outline of a rare child, especially those eyes, there is a little cunning in the beauty, the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, and the confidence that will never wither.

This cousin of his is much more confident than him, and he looks confident in everything.

But the way I looked at him just now wasn't a disguise.

Cangluo was really happy to see him again.

"I'm back, and I won't leave again." Cangming said with a smile.

He has not changed, but Cangluo is becoming more and more handsome, and the most surprising thing is that he does not feel a little evil from Cangluo's body.

He is really like a handsome boy, an ordinary boy, and has nothing to do with this southern Xinjiang tribe.

It seems that Cangluo's cultivation is not the Huangquan Exercises.

"How did you do that?"

"What and how." Cangluo didn't understand what his cousin was talking about.

A headless sentence, he thought Cangluo would have something else to say?

"I want to know, what about those Yellow Springs Breath on you?"

The people of the southern Xinjiang tribe habitually call the energy generated by practicing the Huangquan Exercise as the breath of the Yellow Spring.

Once this kind of breath is generated, it is impossible to get rid of it, and it can not be released if it is deliberately converged in normal times, but if you want to use the exercises, the breath of the Yellow Spring will overflow uncontrollably.

Therefore, their identities are very easy to be exposed when they go out, and there is no need to deliberately hide them inside the southern Xinjiang tribes, so as long as they are people who have practiced the Huangquan exercises, they can feel it inside.

Cangluo didn't have it, and he didn't deliberately hide it, which made Cangming curious.

"That's what my cousin said." What did Cang Luo think his cousin was going to say? When I heard this, I couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"Cousin, there are two uses of our Huangquan Exercises, one is to refine one's own body and make one's body reach a point where ordinary people can't match, just like cousin, right."

Cangming nodded, this is something that everyone knows, and it is not enough to say it at all.

"But did my cousin ever think that people like us who rely on corpse control, we will put all our strength on the corpse, and because of this, we lack our own protection, and people who don't know are stupid to deal with bronze corpses and silver corpses.

And those smart people will immediately think that if the thief captures the king first, it will definitely target us corpse controllers, and the faint aura on our bodies will definitely not be able to hide from those people, so they think about how to strip off the Yellow Spring Breath on our bodies.

Later, as my cousin saw, I now have no Yellow Spring Breath on my body, and it is all on my refined corpse. ”

Cangluo said, his eyes flashed, and he said it lightly, so that there was no yellow spring breath on his body.

This breath of the Yellow Spring is the energy generated by his cultivation of the Yellow Spring Exercises, and it is so difficult to peel it off.

This is tantamount to abandoning one's own power.

At first, he was puzzled.

Cangluo thought of such a hand at the beginning, but every time he landed his Yellow Spring Breath on the corpse.

The Huangquan Gong works on its own, and a new breath of the Yellow Spring is generated.

The cycle went on and on, which made him annoyed and thought about giving up.

Until one day he saw the power of the beast in action.

Although the life master can control the power of the life beast, in fact, the driving force of the life beast power is still the life beast that has signed a contract with humans.

They did not die, but existed in the human body in a symbiotic way.

Therefore, he wanted to use his Huangquan Exercises in a symbiotic way, learn to be like a life beast, and let the bronze corpse and the silver corpse operate the Breath of the Yellow Springs on their own, and he just had to let the Huangquan Exercises in his body not work.

As for the connection, they used the breath of the Yellow Spring with the same breath to create what he thought in the boy, whether it was a bronze corpse or a silver corpse, he could do it with what he thought in his mind.

So in the end, he succeeded, and he would not appear at normal times except when he needed to refine the corpse, when the breath of the Yellow Spring would appear on his body.

And just now he had just completed a process of refining the silver corpse, and the breath of the Yellow Spring on his body had just dispersed, and his cousin Cangming had come in.

Looking at his freshly baked silver corpse, he couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Originally, he thought that there would be no silver corpse this time, but he didn't expect it to succeed.

However, when he saw this freshly refined silver corpse, he was always a little strange, that is, he felt that he was not dead.

Of course, this is impossible, if he really didn't die, he wouldn't have been refined into a silver corpse.

However, one thing is for sure, the silver corpse he had just refined was very strong, unusually strong, stronger than the silver corpse he had refined in the past.

"Brother Cangming, it's really my lucky star, the first time I successfully refined a silver corpse was because Brother Cangming was here, and today's silver corpse that I thought was bound to fail was also because Brother Cangming came back."

Thinking of this, Cangluo couldn't help but snicker, if Brother Cangming didn't leave in the future, then he wouldn't refine the silver corpse every day.

But that's just his thoughts.

If he wants to refine a silver corpse every day, he must have enough corpses.

Wantonly stealing corpses or indiscriminately killing innocent people will be severely punished.

He doesn't want to, and won't do.

Looking at Cang Ming, who was stunned after listening to his words, Cang Luo's heart whispered with joy.

He rarely saw such an expression from his cousin, only twice, and both on him.

The first time, it was he who refined the silver corpse at the age of ten, and then this time.

I'm still surprised to see my cousin, who claims to be a genius, to his cousin.