The next morning, Chen Xuan's body was covered with dewdrops, and at this moment he was drowsy, and it seemed that he would fall headlong at any time.

"In the past few days, I just happened to be free as a teacher, so I will teach you some more things!"

The sound in his ears made Chen Xuan a little more conscious, he opened his eyes with great effort, and saw Uncle Ying and Wencai, Qiusheng came to the courtyard at some point.

"Let's start with the basics, Wencai, you can recite the Heart Sutra of this sect!" Uncle Ying said with his back to him.

"Master, didn't you teach this more than ten years ago?"

Wen Cai was embarrassed, how could he still remember what he had done ten years ago!

Uncle Ying snorted coldly, "Qiusheng, you're coming!" ”

Qiusheng was gifted and intelligent, and he could see at a glance that the master's purpose was not to teach them, but to teach Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan also reacted, his chapped lips trembling slightly.

"There are thousands of Taoism, return to nature, and embrace the ...... yin and yang"

Qiusheng has a good memory, and he memorized it for more than an hour.

Although Chen Xuan couldn't understand the content, he had a mysterious feeling, and the realm of the "Tiangang Thirty-six Swords" in his body gradually loosened, moving towards the second-order "Stygian Spring".

"Very good, do you remember all the charms that taught you for the teacher?"

Uncle Ying turned around and looked at Qiusheng with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

This time, Wen Cai also nodded.

"Wencai, you come first, draw all the charms you know," Uncle Ying threw a peachwood stick to Wencai.

Wen Cai was a little puzzled, "Master, just use this to draw on the ground?" Is the spell written in this way useful? ”

"Draw if you want to!"

Seeing that Uncle Ying was about to go crazy again, Wen Cai shrank his neck in fright, "Okay! ”

"When drawing talismans, you need to hold your breath and concentrate, focus on your expression, and do it in one go, and you must recite the mental method silently in your heart......"

Before Wencai could draw, Uncle Ying reminded again.

"Master, I know what you said!"

Wen Cai smiled innocently, "You always say next to me, I can't meditate!" ”

"This is for the teacher's postgraduate examination for you, Qiusheng, you go over there to paint," Uncle Ying took out the stick again and handed it to Qiusheng.

"Okay, Master," Qiusheng knew Master's mind best, he knew that Master was worried that Chen Xuan would not be able to see clearly, so he let himself walk closer to Chen Xuan.

While Qiusheng was drawing the talisman, he also recited the mental mantra at the same time.

"Master, isn't it ...... Qiusheng to be like this?"

Wen Cai on the side was a little puzzled, the master had taught him before, and he couldn't read out the mental method when drawing the talisman, otherwise the talisman drawn would be a waste talisman.

"Draw yours, did you speak?"

Uncle Ying glared at Wen Cai viciously again.

Uncle Ying's vein has a lot of charms, there are 3,600 kinds, Rao is Qiusheng is spirits are excited, and he almost can't hold on halfway through the painting.

However, he still gritted his teeth and persevered, because he knew that this was the best time for Chen Xuan to study.

Chen Xuan had already stood up, following Qiu Sheng and watching intently, his hand still gesturing in the air.

The second-order "Stygian Spring" of the "Tiangang Thirty-six Swords" in his body is also rapidly becoming proficient at this moment, and a lot of knowledge that originally did not belong to him has surfaced in his mind.

Some of the knowledge is similar to that taught by Uncle Ying, and some are even more inscrutable.

It's just that he is focused at the moment, and he doesn't notice any change in himself.

There are more than 3,600 talismans, and it is close to evening after painting, Qiusheng's head is a little groggy, but his expression is extremely excited.

"Three thousand six hundred runes, three thousand with yellow rune paper, five hundred and fifty with red rune paper, and fifty with purple rune paper!"

After drawing the spell, Uncle Ying slowly spoke again, "Three thousand six, and the number of six six, six hundred calamities, six hundred corpses, six hundred ghosts, six hundred evil spirits, six hundred requiems, six hundred deaths!" ”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Qiu Shengwen and asked, "Do you know everything?" ”

Qiusheng and Wencai nodded, "Got it, Master!" ”

Even if the literary talent is dull, he has already discovered what Uncle Ying's purpose is at this time, so he didn't say anything more.

"Thank you, Master," Chen Xuan bowed, extremely excited in his heart.

Today he has gained a lot, and his own strength has improved by leaps and bounds, "Mo Binglan, I will come to save you soon!" ”

"Don't call me Master, I'm just teaching my apprentice, what does it have to do with you?"

Uncle Ying didn't turn around, but said coldly.

Chen Xuan was stunned, Uncle Ying obviously preached to himself, but he flatly denied it, which made him puzzled.

"Could it be that Uncle Ying has any troubles?"

Chen Xuan muttered in his heart, and felt that it was unlikely, "Who can make Uncle Ying so jealous?" ”

"That's all for today, Wencai, you go cook!" Uncle Ying commanded.

"Why is it me again, I've been painting for a day today, I'm dizzy, Master, why don't we go out to eat?"

When Uncle Ying heard this, he kicked Wencai's ass angrily, "Look at what you painted, are you embarrassed to eat outside?" Don't hurry up and cook! ”

"I'll go!"

Chen Xuan didn't wait for everyone to speak, and went into the kitchen.

Uncle Ying didn't speak, and after entering the room, he looked at the hexagram on the table and sighed.

On the other side, inside the Ghost King's Palace.

The boundary on the Ghost King's chest floated in the air, and boundless black qi poured in from all directions.

The transparent heart gradually became as black as ink, and as the heart beats, a palpitating Weiya spreads out, overwhelming the ghost wives.

Now is the most critical period for the refining realm, and in order not to be controlled by Turner, the Ghost King has to concentrate on it.

Because only in this way can he avoid becoming a puppet controlled by Turner.

With the influx of black gas, the world that had been shrouded in fog gradually became clear.

One by one, the ghost realms revealed their true faces, and countless resentful spirits began to run wild.

At this moment, in the world of "Mr. Zombie", all mortals will face annihilation.

In the Corpse King's territory, Xie Yuchen, who was sleeping, opened his eyes.

Feeling the increasingly thin ghost aura around her, she muttered something in her mouth, "Ghost King, do you really think that I don't dare to do anything to you?" ”

Ghost Qi is like air to low-level resentful spirits, and it is even more important to high-level beings, such as the Ghost King Corpse King.

This is the foundation of their existence, and if the ghost qi is too thin, their strength will be greatly reduced, or even permanently regressed.

The ghost king's absorption of the ghost qi of the entire world undoubtedly touched the interests of the corpse king.

Xie Chenyu stood in the air, surrounded by a thick black mist, she took one step at a time, seemingly walking very slowly, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

And the direction she went in was the Ghost King Palace!

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye, and in these three days, Uncle Ying taught Chen Xuan everything he had learned all his life in a very special way.

Uncle Ying taught it very quickly, basically just going through it, and there were many things that Wencai and Qiusheng couldn't understand for a while.

"How much you can learn depends on his creation!"

Uncle Ying sighed and looked in the direction of the Ghost King Palace.

He had a vague premonition that something big was going to happen.

"Wencai, Qiusheng, come in with me!"

Uncle Ying turned around and walked towards the house, and Wen Cai Qiusheng hurriedly followed.

Two hours later, Qiusheng walked up to Chen Xuan and said, "Today is Master's birthday, and his old man will let you go too!" ”

"Come and sit down," Uncle Ying said lightly when he saw Chen Xuan coming in, and then took out a bottle of wine and asked, "Jiale, do you drink?" ”

Chen Xuan shook his head.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Ying poured a full cup for Chen Xuan, "It's my birthday today, you have to give this face if you don't give it, drink it!" ”

"This ......" Chen Xuan was embarrassed, but thinking that Uncle Ying was also his master, he still gritted his teeth, tilted his neck, and swallowed the wine in the cup.

The hot stinging throat of the liquor choked Chen Xuan violently.

"Good amount of wine, another drink!"

Uncle Ying poured another cup for Chen Xuan.

"Master poured wine, can you not drink it?" Seeing that Chen Xuan was a little hesitant, Qiusheng said again, "Drink quickly, the master should be angry again in a while!" ”

"Alright then!"

Chen Xuan drank half a pot in a row, and then he reacted, and he said drunkenly, "You...... How do you ......?"

Before he could finish speaking, he pounced and fell headlong on the table.

He was going to ask, "Why don't you drink?" ”

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, he got drunk and fell asleep.

"Let's go, it's time for us to go!"

Uncle Ying said and stood up.

"Master, do you really want to go to the Ghost King Palace?" Wen Cai was a little frightened, if it weren't for the master's coercion and temptation, he wouldn't have gone at all.

"Don't let my apprentice put his life at risk, he is the youngest, you have to let him a little!"

Uncle Ying said and looked at Chen Xuan on the wine table, then picked up the equipment that had been prepared a long time ago, and took the lead in pushing open the door.