Chapter 72: The Gift of Demons

"What do you want?"

Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, Zhou Xiong, whose eyes were dead and silent, hurriedly asked, as if he had grasped some life-saving straw, and a trace of vitality flashed in his dead eyes.

"Naturally, you have to do something, otherwise, it will be very shameless. ”

Ye Wushuang looked at Zhou Xiong, a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, Ye Wushuang, I will promise you no matter what you ask!"

Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, Zhou Xiong's face was hot.

"You don't have that right anymore. ”

By Zhou Xiong's side, the gloomy voice of the old man of the lost soul sounded, unceremoniously interrupting Zhou Xiong's words, and the terrifying aura of the old man made Zhou Xiong's body tremble instantly.

The old man who lost his soul didn't know how long he had lived, how could he not know Zhou Xiong's plan, Zhou Xiong just wanted to use delaying tactics to win a glimmer of life.

The old man's voice fell, and he saw streams of black gas winding around Zhou Xiong's body, and Zhou Xiong's face instantly became hideous.

At this time, Zhou Xiong's face was distorted in pain, but Zhou Xiong couldn't make a sound strangely.

Zhou Xiong's strong body dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, vitality and moisture were disappearing, and after three breaths, Zhou Xiong's body directly turned into a shriveled corpse, with no vitality, and even his bones were turned into ashes with the wind.

Ye Wushuang, who was about to speak, looked at the old man with an ugly expression.

The methods of the old man who lost his soul are too cruel.

Absorbing Zhou Xiong's vitality, the shriveled body of the soulless old man had more moisture.

"Ahem!"

"I'm old, and the years are not forgiving!"

The old man of the soul was still lying on his body, holding the wand of the soul, and left precariously, seemingly very slowly, but in an instant, he was gone.

"Teacher, who is this person, and what is the difference between this and a demon?"

Ye Wushuang watched the figure of the old man disappear, turned to Wu Zhan and Tianhaihong and asked.

"This is not something that you can access now, don't inquire in the future!"

Whether it is a martial war or a heavenly sea flood, it is a heavy face.

"Hmm!"

At this time, Ye Wushuang also knew that the identity of the old man who lost his soul was absolutely extraordinary, and he was not asking.

"Hahaha??????"

"You bastard boy, it's really relieving, let the Tianyu League, which has been rampant for many years, have been wiped out, and you deserve to be Lao Tzu's disciple!"

Wu Zhan was a slap on the back of Ye Wushuang's head.

Wu Zhan's face was full of smiles, and he roared to the sky.

"Wu Zhan, you idiot, you don't hit people with your head, you know? If you beat this kid into an idiot and can't inherit the mantle of the old man, the old man will fight hard with you!"

Tianhaihong on the side said with a sinister face.

However, the moment Tian Haihong turned around, his old face instantly changed to a gentle smile, "Wushuang, take a walk, go to the teacher's courtyard, and the teacher will check how your recent talisman cultivation is!"

"Teacher, this is not good!"

"I just finished the assessment, I consumed a lot, and I was injured, so I have to let my disciples heal first!"

Ye Wushuang said with a wink.

"Healed?"

"It's so troublesome to use there, the teacher's there, but there is an elixir that is more than 800 years old, which has been refined into liquid medicine by the old man, as long as you kid drink it, no injuries will be healed!"

Tianhai Hong pursed his mouth and said confidently.

"Eight or eight hundred years old elixir!"

Ye Wushuang stammered a little.

"Not bad!"

Seeing Ye Wushuang's shocked look, Tianhaihong was extremely proud.

"Teacher, now let's hurry up!"

Ye Wushuang said with a hot face.

"You little bastard!"

Seeing Ye Wushuang in front of him, Tian Haihong slapped Ye Wushuang on the back of the head.

"Ahh

"Teacher, didn't you say you can't hit the back of the head!"

Ye Wushuang said innocently.

"No one else can fight, but I'm out of the list!"

Tian Haihong looked at the sky and said.

Hearing Tian Haihong's words, Ye Wushuang's face had a black line.

Soon, Ye Wushuang arrived in Tianhaihong's courtyard, and Ye Wushuang said with a hot face: "Teacher, where is my eight-hundred-year-old medicinal liquid?

"Humph!"

"You kid has a lot of things!"

"Give!"

With a wave of Tian Haihong's hand, the medicine tripod in the distance flew directly towards Ye Wushuang.

Looking at the medicine tripod that flew with the sound of Huo Huo's wind, Ye Wushuang directly stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and took the medicine tripod.

"Your kid's strength surpasses the strength of ninety brute bulls!"

Tian Haihong said with a shocked face when he saw that Ye Wushuang had taken the medicine tripod so easily.

"That's, who am I, your disciple, how can I embarrass your old man? Stepping into the realm of Xuanmai small reincarnation is a piece of cake!"

Ye Wushuang looked smug and patted his ass.

The Divine Sense hurriedly went to look at the liquid medicine in the medicine pod.

"Ahh

As soon as he saw the medicinal liquid, Ye Wushuang directly let out a scream.

"What's wrong?"

Tian Haihong said suspiciously.

"Teacher, you are simply a tyrannical thing, the heat is not well controlled, the medicinal effect has passed a lot, and even the essence of the elixir has not been extracted well!"

Ye Wushuang said with a look of pity.

"Smack!"

Tian Haihong slapped Ye Wushuang on the back of the head.

"Lao Tzu is not an alchemist, and extracting essence to this extent is already the limit. ”

"No, you kid is not a pharmacist, how can you see the problem with the liquid medicine at a glance?"

Tian Haihong asked curiously.

"Ahem!"

Hearing Tian Haihong's words, Ye Wushuang became a little proud, "Teacher, I'm your disciple, such a trivial matter as extracting the essence of the medicinal liquid is a piece of cake." ”

"Don't brag, be honest, where did you learn?" asked Tian Haihong.

"Teacher, I really haven't learned, it's just that when I was a child, I used to watch Hei Bo extract the essence of the medicinal liquid, and it would be!" Ye Wushuang felt very innocent.

"Demons!"

Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, Tian Haihong scolded secretly, his eyes were hot, Ye Wushuang's talent, now excavated, less than one in ten thousand, Tian Haihong sighed, what kind of ghost talent did he receive.

"Alright, now let's start learning talismans!" Tian Haihong's gaze became serious.

"Wushuang, you are in the Taixu Secret Realm, robbing the Tianyu League, the people of the Tianyu League will definitely retaliate against you, the teacher can't be by your side all the time, the two talismans you have to learn now are used to escape, one is the flying talisman, and the other is the god and demon Tianzhong talisman!"

"Flying Talisman, you can run for your life when you encounter a strong enemy!"

"The Gods and Demons Heavenly Bell Talisman is a defensive talisman used to resist the enemy's attacks!"

Next, Tian Haihong told Ye Wushuang about the difficulties and key points of the flying talisman and the god and demon heavenly bell talisman, and it was not until Ye Wushuang fully understood that Tian Haihong really began to teach Ye Wushuang to draw talismans.

When Tianhaihong was drawing the talisman, Ye Wushuang once again used the magical ability of the Taixu Divine Bead to copy all the details of Tianhaihong's drawing talisman.

But these two talismans were definitely not so simple, and it took Ye Wushuang three days to barely control them.

After three days of controlling the drawing of the two major talismans, Tianhaihong looked at Ye Wushuang like a ghost.

Originally, Tianhaihong thought that Ye Wushuang would have to take at least a month to learn, but Ye Wushuang only took three days.

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