The fat man was skeptical, and he took this as a gust of wind and blew it over. What kind of poisonous smell, he doesn't understand it at all, a good Miao girl, although she is much older than him, but she can't talk about people like this, so people are willing to vacate extra empty rooms for us to live in.

So the fat man prepared to go home, and went back to Miao Nu to inquire about some more things. Huzi hurriedly grabbed his back hand, this Huzi has great strength, and he doesn't do things lightly or heavily, this time it can hurt the fat man.

He let out a whimper, and turned his head sharply to see what was wrong with Uncle Huzi: What are you doing!

Are you going to do it? Uncle Huzi kept a straight face, and the strength in his hand was a little tight, so that the expression on the fat man's face was about to be distorted.

Dead ghost, have you forgotten that my old man usually teaches you how to be a human being? Be humble and humble! He Juwen slapped the fat man's Tianling Gai again, making him dizzy.

He Fatzi hurriedly shouted wrong, and then he was released, he twisted his hands, he really didn't understand whether he was the grandson of this ghost old man, how could there be a reason to help outsiders speak and not help relatives speak?

Although the three of them ate and drank nonsense, they didn't spend money anyway, and they ate so hard that they couldn't get up from bed. For so long, I haven't caught a lot of news about Nuwa's tomb, but I have seen a lot of scenery and landscapes, and all kinds of food have been eaten.

The fat man smacked his mouth leisurely, and there were still countless big fish and meat in his dreams. He woke up suddenly, sat up straight, and thought that Mu Xichen was still practicing in Tibet, and half a year had passed in the blink of an eye, how could he be so playful and forget about business? You must learn the ancestral technique of touching the golden captain, and you must not hold back, maybe even Jiang Xuejuan will not be as good as Jiang Xuejuan when the time comes, so shameless!

hurriedly ran to wake up He Juwen and Uncle Huzi, shouting to quickly agree on a plan. It's better to rely on anyone than on yourself, let alone the strange old man who heard a hexagram on this day!

Deep in the drizzling depths of Tibet, Mu Xichen has been practicing the foundation for a month, and he is now sitting quietly in the most spiritual place on the hill, which is facing the mouth of the two snowy peaks, where the sun sets. There is also a piece of jade on the hill that can lie down a person, which is naturally smooth and does not be polished artificially, which can only be polished by nature.

At this moment, it was dusk, and Mu Xichen was sitting on this piece of jade, meditating and meditating. Dozens of days of persistence made him a little successful, but he felt that the dough in his palm was getting bigger and softer. I don't know how many times more than the small white water that I forced out of my body before, and I use it freely.

And he gradually understood that the small stream of water was not milky white water, but a stream of true qi in the human body, which was particularly important to the human body and the yin and yang techniques to be learned later. It's a bit like the immortal cultivation texts written in it, all of which need to be based on true qi and developed at a deeper level.

Mu Xichen sat on the piece of jade, only to feel that his body sank, and all his five senses were lost to the back of his head, only to see that there seemed to be a furnace in his body, filled with white liquid.

If you want to talk about this tripod, he can actually see it gradually after four or five days of practice, but it was very vague at that time and he couldn't see it really. Later, I could see it clearly, but there was little water inside, and it was accumulated over time, but I didn't expect Mu Xichen's practice progress to speed up, and his foundation was rising by leaps and bounds.

To say that such a fast progress, and the improvement of efficiency and quality, is because of the favorable location and people. Tibet is a sacred and mysterious place, the highest place in the world, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon for tens of thousands of years, coupled with Mu Xichen's extreme yang physique and the capital to become the guardian of the next generation, he quickly mastered these methods of absorbing spiritual energy, and it is multiplying.

Carved wood was wearing a black cloak, he didn't wear a hat, and he carried the black sword on his back. He walked over with his hands in his trouser pockets, and when he saw Mu Xichen who was practicing seriously, he couldn't help but think of his former self, who was also sitting on this piece of jade and practicing every day.

He sat down on the piece of jade, sat beside Mu Xichen, and patted him lightly on the shoulder, but did not interrupt his deep meditation.

Carved Mu looked at the boy with some appreciation, lit a cigar and smoked it. The smoke rings were puffed out one by one, and they were quickly pounced by the raindrops. Seeing that in winter, the rain is even more endless, and the whole cold winter will be a stage dominated by rain.

Unconsciously carved wood looked at the village under the hill and was stunned, the unfinished cigar was wet by the raindrops, and a certain tendon on his temple suddenly twitched, and the pain was terrible. There seemed to be a beat in his heart, and a bad premonition hit his heart, he turned his head suddenly, stretched out his hand and clenched his fist and smashed it, and found that Mu Xichen was looking at him quietly, and his hand suddenly closed and smashed on the bridge of his nose.

Somehow, Mu Xichen leaned back, and the fist wind still brushed the bridge of his nose, which was hot. He touched his nose and lay on the jade: Are you hell in the middle of the day, you will smash people when you see them!

Kemu withdrew his fist and lost his mind for a moment: What's wrong with me?

Mu Xichen pushed him: Anyway, the onmyoji obviously has a charm to protect himself, why do he still want to learn martial arts?

Only then did Kemu take a breath, sit up straight, and his two sword eyebrows sank slightly: Not everything has to be solved with yin-yang techniques, after all, this is the power of breaking the law, and it is not easy to use it more.

Most of the powerful yin-yang techniques will have a counter-effect, most of them are offset by lifespan, and you go to help others to collect the lifespan of others, so as to ensure that your yin-yang skills can be used.

I saw Mu Xichen burying his head deeply, and he didn't speak for a long time, and Kemu couldn't see his expression clearly, and he didn't know what was going on.

As soon as he stretched out his hand to touch him, he turned away from it and angrily spat out two words: obscene.

In order to use yin-yang magic to achieve the purpose I want to take away the life span of others, I can't do this kind of thing.

In the next second, I only felt that my collar was lifted, and my neck was so out of breath that I raised my eyes to see the red eyes of Kemu: If you don't take other people's lives, you can only die! This world is so realistic and cruel, put away your naivety and ignorance, since you have chosen this path, you should follow its rules!

Mu Xichen gritted his teeth and tried his best to break free, and let out a muffled snort from his nose, but he didn't get out of the carved wood hand after pulling it for a while, and he only felt that it was difficult to breathe, and his eyes were full of gold stars.

I have my way of being, and I don't need your big truth! He has always maintained a concept: to help the poor ignorant people of the master lift the clouds of secrets and let them live clearly!

The white light suddenly lit up, it was only a matter of a moment, the carved wood was covered with his eyes, and Mu Xichen hurriedly closed his eyes, he never thought that this strange white light was actually released when Mu Xichen's emotions were out of control.

Bai Guang is extremely sensitive to yin things, and that kind of light source will be mutually exclusive with things on the yin side, and he faintly feels that Mu Xichen's extreme yang physique is not as simple as he imagined. The master once instructed him that Mu Xichen was the catastrophe of his life, and he didn't know how long he would have to go on this road.

This child who is opposite to him does not know what kind of threat he will pose to him on the road in the future.

Mu Xichen looked through the notebook that recorded the yin and yang techniques every late at night, which recorded many spells and production processes, some needed formulas, some needed to draw talismans, and some were used together with rune paper and formulas, but this kind of spell is generally a particularly important or difficult spell.

He looked through it every day, and somehow his memory was exceptionally good in this small remote village, and he had memorized everything in the book in less than a month, and now he couldn't wait to do some experiments.

He flipped through it and finally chose the simple one to do. This is a spell that can attract ghosts, and it is very simple, you can lure ghosts by lowering the three fires on your body. Mu Xichen was born with yin and yang eyes, which saved him the step of opening yin and yang eyes, for beginners, it is not difficult to open yin and yang eyes, but after opening yin and yang eyes, it will be particularly laborious.

He silently recited the mantra: Yin and yang are frustrated, the lights are three lights, I would like to ask God, extinguish the fire, be as urgent as the law, forgiveness!

Two fires on the shoulders are extinguished, and a light rises high above the head, which is the usual way for everyone to open their eyes. In this way, not only can you see the rolling chaos, but the raised fire can also lure ghosts, because only people can have dark fire, which is also the reason why ghosts are attracted.

But Mu Xichen should have forgotten something, ghosts are generally divided into three colors: white, red and black. White ghosts are generally ghosts that still have nostalgia for the world and do not want to be reincarnated and stay in the world; The red ghost is an unjust soul, unwilling to be reincarnated after death, and the rest of his heart is not over, which is a bad omen; And the last black ghosts, it can be said that they are not ghosts, but evil. They can leave their mark on the world, they can also invade people's minds, and even possess them, and some of them can even turn into entities and harm mankind!

Mu Xichen raised the dark fire above his head at this moment, and the extreme yang attribute on his body was greatly reduced, and he didn't know what he would attract. But Mu Xichen forgot one thing, if he caused evil, then how to deal with it?

The moonlight sprinkled the land, and the villagers fell asleep. When I left, I wanted to call the carved wood together so that I needed it in case of emergency, but I didn't find him unless I saw him.

Looking at Jiang Xuejuan's dark room, he took a deep breath and stepped out of the door.

It's weird, how about carving wood! As soon as he pushed open a gap, he saw a pair of eyes staring at him, and the dust was covered at that time, but fortunately it was a white ghost, and it did him no harm. It's just that she doesn't look as good-looking as the female ghost in the Qin Tomb, this is a middle-aged woman, her face is rotten, white maggots are burrowing in the rotten flesh, and she has one eye that bulges out slightly, looking very uncomfortable.

Mu Xichen suddenly bent down and retched, fortunately he didn't eat much at night, otherwise he would have vomited out of breath. He really couldn't imagine how the maggots who saw those maggots on their faces in the Qin tomb had survived, and it was probably the fear of death that interfered with his nerves, so it wasn't so disgusting at that time.

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