Under the dim street lamp, two figures walked towards a lonely villa with a smile and a smile.

These two people are Ye Xuan and Bai Xinyan, and after they got off the train, they separated from Wang Laodao and Pan Zi.

"It's so rich in yin qi." Ye Xuan stood in front of the villa and looked at the black gas on the roof, and said, "It's suffering!" Then he quickly opened the door and rushed into the secret room on the second floor.

On the desk, the clay pot sealed with charms and red threads actually had a small crack, and a trace of black air flowed out of it.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xuan frowned, quickly walked to the desk, picked up a knife on it and slashed it at his wrist, and bright red blood suddenly gushed out.

Blood dripped from the cracks in the pot, creating a white mist.

"Jie Ji ......"

"Bastard, why are you coming back at this time, give me more time and I'll be able to come out......"

The clay pot shook slightly, and from it came an eerie sound, in which anger, hatred, and loneliness could be heard.

The listener's scalp was numb, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

And, the cracks on the clay pot, with the integration of Ye Xuan's blood, began to heal full.

"Humph! As long as I'm alive, you won't want to escape from it. Looking at the clay pot that was back to normal, Ye Xuan found a piece of gauze to bandage his wrist.

"Little Xuanzi, what are you doing running so fast?" At this time, Bai Xinyan walked in from outside and said.

Looking at Ye Xuan, who was pale, Bai Xinyan frowned and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Hahaha! The little fox hasn't seen you for a long time! ”

Before Ye Xuan could answer, there was another eerie sound in the clay pot.

"Who should I be? It turned out to be your soul? Bai Xinyan said mercilessly sarcastically.

She finally understood why Ye Xuan ran so fast, and why Ye Xuan's face was so pale.

"Whatever you say, when I come out, I must taste the taste of the thousand-year-old fox demon." The one in the clay pot said lustfully.

Bai Xinyan didn't dare to hear it, and became angry on the spot, "It's up to you, do you believe that the old lady will kill you now?" ”

"Haha......"

"If you had a way, you would have done it a hundred years ago, so why do you have to wait until now?" An arrogant voice came from the clay pot.

"You ......"

Hearing this, Bai Xinyan's fists clenched together and gurgled.

"Okay, what are you talking to him for?" Ye Xuan raised his right hand and patted Bai Xinyan's shoulder and comforted.

Then, Ye Xuan carefully checked the seal on the clay pot, and after confirming that there were no mistakes, he pulled Bai Xinyan out of the secret room.

"Come back!"

"You're all coming back to me, ah......"

After Ye Xuan and Bai Xinyan left, there was a roar and a roar from the clay pot.

Loneliness is fearful for everyone, and the one in the clay pot is no exception, anyone who is trapped in a dark place will be afraid.

"Ye Xuan, you come down with me." Bai Xinyan said lightly.

Ye Xuan touched his nose and shook his head helplessly, he felt that something important was going to happen, because since he had known Bai Xinyan for so long, this was the first time Bai Xinyan called Ye Xuan's name, except for Bai Xinyan who called him so when they met for the first time.

After coming to the living room, Ye Xuan sat opposite Bai Xinyan, and asked with a frown, "What's wrong?" ”

Bai Xinyan looked at him stunned and didn't say anything.

Ye Xuan didn't continue to ask, and quietly waited for Bai Xinyan to speak.

Quiet!

Deathly quiet!

After a while, Bai Xinyan stroked her hair and said slowly, "Do you remember what I told you before?" ”

"That one?" Ye Xuan pondered for a moment and said in confusion.

"It's just for you to practice a trick!" Bai Xinyan reminded.

Patting his head, Ye Xuan suddenly realized, "You mean 'Yin and Yang Eight Precepts'?" ”

Bai Xinyan nodded.

"Isn't that cheatbook lost?" Ye Xuan took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and lit it, took a sharp breath, and said, "Besides, why am I cultivating it?" ”

"You ......" Bai Xinyan stared at Ye Xuan with hatred of iron and steel, and said: "The mud can't support the wall, and when he breaks the seal, I'll see what you do." ”

"Well, then I can find that secret book, so I can cultivate." Ye Xuan said helplessly.

"Look, what is this?" As she spoke, Bai Xinyan took out a yellowed ancient book from her arms and threw it in front of Ye Xuan.

"What is this?" Ye Xuan picked up the ancient book and said contemplatively: "Well, there is still a trace of residual fragrance." And sniffed in front of his nose.

"Why don't you die?" Bai Xinyan grabbed the pillow on the side and smashed it towards Ye Xuan, glaring at her coquettishly.

"Just kidding, joking." Ye Xuan put the pillow aside, and then began to study the ancient book in his hand.

On the cover of the ancient book, there are three big characters of 'Yin and Yang Eight Precepts', which are so sloppy that they are almost a little difficult to read.

Turning the first page, there is an introduction to this exercise: "If you are successful in cultivation, you can become a god, a demon, or a Shura." ”

"Blow it, become a god and a demon." Ye Xuan muttered a sentence and continued to flip back.

"One precept is to kill, two is to steal, three is to abstain from adultery, four is to lie about it, five is to drink alcohol, six is to be fragrant, seven is to sit on a high bed, and eight is to eat out of time."

However, these eight precepts are subdivided: no killing intent, compassion for all sentient beings, no harm and wriggling, etc.; There is no greed, but the desire for generosity is savvy; No lust, no room, no Brahmanism, no evil desires; No lies, sincere thoughts, no deception, corresponding hearts and mouths;

Don't drink, don't get drunk, go into the easy; No peace, no Hua (flower) fragrance, no fat powder, no singing and dancing; No peace, no bed, humble bed, straw mat, donate sleep, miss the scriptures; Obey the law, and do not eat in the middle of time.

"These eight precepts are thrown away by sentient beings, and they are only the nature of wavering, and this exercise is to use these eight precepts committed by lonely souls and wild ghosts, demons and evil spirits, and ghosts and spirits to cultivate, so as long as there are demons and monsters, they can be cultivated."

The following are some cultivation tips and running routes.

Ye Xuan sat cross-legged on the sofa with some impatience, closed his eyes, and under Bai Xinyan's gaze, Ye Xuan began to breathe according to the method of Yin and Yang Eight Precepts.

In this exhalation and inhalation, there was a sense of rhythm, and as Ye Xuan breathed and breathed, a faint light that was difficult to see with the naked eye entered his mouth and nose.

With the entry of these glimmers of light, a fist-sized transparent bottle-like phantom was formed below the navel in Ye Xuan's body.

As for the Yin and Yang Eight Precepts, what Ye Xuan needs to do is to collect the precept gas that others have violated into the bottle, and bring it to the cultivation of the next realm when the bottle is full.