Early the next morning, Qiu Ming bid farewell to Yang Jian.

"When will you come to my mouth to sit at the mouth of the river?" Jirojin asked with a smile.

"Maybe it won't be too long, I'm just going back to retreat and practice some secret arts." Well, by the way, you can plant fruit trees or something, try whether this yang lantern works well.

"Okay, then I look forward to your cultivation going further." Yang Jian didn't keep it, others who practiced secret techniques definitely couldn't be in his territory, the two were not brothers after all.

Nezha had already left yesterday, and Qiu Ming arched his hand and left the mouth of the Guanjiang River. took the nine-colored deer to Huaguo Mountain to see Sun Ling, and Qiu Ming and the others left this world.

Returning to the world of "The Legend of the Carved Dragon" again, Qiu Ming hung the Yangming lantern in the Dragon Palace of Guishan. The sun lantern is like a small sun, emitting light and heat.

The nine-colored deer was lying under the sun lamp, warm and comfortable. Qiu Ming was in the next room, contemplating the secret arts.

For example, he has already started all the one hundred and eight secret techniques in today's book, and he can be regarded as a master in terms of spell changes alone. Compared with those top masters who are good at spells, he still has a big gap, and the main reason is that most of his secret techniques are just beginners.

Entry, Minor Success, Great Completion, and Consummation, the general mystic practice is divided into these levels. The gap between each layer is still very large.

Although he had the Book of the Left Path as a reference, and had heard a lot of powerful preaching, Qiu Ming had not really practiced the secret art for a long time after all.

He has experienced a lot of time in the world of cartoons, but more of it is about boiling up his body and improving his qi cultivation. Cultivation is the foundation, and secret art is just a means to help you better display your own strength.

Of course, if your cultivation is not bad and you are good at secret arts, then your strength will be very strong.

Qiu Ming sat cross-legged on a futon, and suddenly with a wave of the sleeve of his right hand, a spirit fruit in front of him disappeared. With another wave, the spirit fruit reappeared in its original place.

With such repeated performances, the frequency and trajectory of Qiu Ming's cuff shaking changed every time, including the operation of the spiritual power in his body, which was also slightly different.

Little by little, he corrected his mistakes and omissions when he used the secret method, looking for that part of the path. If you can completely grasp this parting path essence, and every time you cast it, it contains the Heavenly Dao Truth, then even if you have thoroughly practiced this secret technique, you can achieve mixed yuan wishful.

Seeing Qiu Ming walking into this room, the nine-colored deer raised his head lazily: "Qiu Ming, have you finished cultivating?" ”

Qiu Ming waved his hand, and the potted spirit fruit in front of him was gone. The nine-colored deer stood up suddenly: "Qiu Ming, the snow sand fruit is not ripe yet, what are you going to do?" ”

"Do an experiment, don't worry, there are a lot of this kind of fruit trees, and this is not a mutation. If you die, I'll plant two more for you. ”

Qiu Ming glanced at the nine-colored deer, are these fruit trees transplanted and planted by me? Besides, the one I picked wasn't a precious spirit fruit, look at you so nervous!

Leaving the Turtle Mountain Dragon Palace, a golden light flashed, and Qiu Ming disappeared.

In the old house in the real world, Qiu Ming suddenly appeared in the bedroom. With a wave of his sleeve, the potted spirit fruit appeared in front of him. With another wave of his hand, the nine-colored deer was summoned.

"Take a good look, what changes have been made in this spirit fruit aura?"

"It seems that the growth is slow, why did you go home, the aura of heaven and earth here is too thin." The nine-colored deer was a little dissatisfied, can you grow spirit fruit trees in this kind of place?

"You also think that it's just a thin aura, and it doesn't affect the life of the fruit tree, right?" Qiu Ming confirmed again.

"Yes, but after a long time, it is possible that the fruit tree will transform into an ordinary fruit tree." The nine-colored deer said with some heartache.

Although many ordinary fruits taste good, without those aura, it will definitely feel different when you eat it. Besides, if you want to eat ordinary fruits, where are you gone, there are relatively few spirit fruit trees.

"Okay, I see, you wait here for a while, I'll be back shortly."

Qiu Ming once again entered the world of "The Legend of the Carved Dragon" and went to the tribe of Yang Carpenter.

"Brother Yang, is that person ready?"

"Ready, he's a sinner and willing to make some dangerous attempts, hoping to get back a good life for his family."

Qiu Ming nodded, and followed Carpenter Yang to meet a young man. He stretched out his right hand and put it on the young man's forehead, and sure enough, he was a sinner, in the real world, he belonged to the kind of guy who should be shot for five minutes.

"I'm going to use you for some experiments now, it may be life-threatening, it may be painful, but I will take care of your family."

"Hahaha, Lao Tzu has already lived enough, Yang sacrificed his promise, Lao Tzu believes. Come on, don't you be afraid of death, will you be afraid of pain! The young man's face was unruly.

Qiu Ming didn't say anything more, and with a wave of his sleeves, the young man was gone. After about a quarter of an hour, Qiu Ming waved his sleeves again, and the young man reappeared in front of him.

"What kind of place was that, how was it gray, what kind of witchcraft are you?" The young man glared at Qiu Ming with some fear on his face.

After such a long time, the other party is fine, and there seems to be no problem with the memory, so the next experiment can begin.

"You don't need to know this, if the experiment is successful, I will use merit to help you eliminate karma and send you to reincarnation."

The young man wanted to say something, and he disappeared again. Qiu Ming arched his hand at the Yang carpenter, turned around and left the tribe, and disappeared after a while.

The nine-colored deer saw Qiu Ming who appeared in the room again, and just wanted to ask Qiu Ming why he went, when he saw a person appear in front of him.

"What kind of place is this, are you the soul envoy of the underworld?" The young man looked at the unfamiliar environment around him and looked at Qiu Ming with some horror.

Qiu Ming's eyes lit up, there was no problem with the other party's sanity, and there was no loss of memory, which was much stronger than the last time he used the Turtle Mountain Dragon Palace to bring people out.

"Nine-colored deer, check it out."

The nine-colored deer came to the young man's side and felt it carefully, and nodded at Qiu Ming: "The soul is very complete, but there are some minor injuries on the body, who is he?" ”

"A sinner."

Qiu Ming didn't explain much, and once again took the young man back to the world of "The Legend of the Carved Dragon" with his sleeves, checked it carefully, and found no problems.

Although he has not yet achieved a real Dacheng, he has already achieved a small success, although he can't easily trap a master at the peak of the Golden Immortal like Zhenyuan Daxian, but if the other party doesn't resist, there is no problem with taking a person through the two realms.

"Okay, your business is done, I will send you to reincarnation, in the next life, be a good person, and you will be blessed in the future. If you continue to do evil, you will not escape the fate of today! ”