Winter goes to spring, and time passes quietly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Two years have passed in a hurry, and for more than two years, Xue Chen has supervised and assisted Shifang and Yan Chixia in cultivating every day, but his own True Yuan and Chakra have not improved in the slightest, and Xue Chen's wholehearted help has also made Yan Chixia's physical fitness meet the standard for the use of the booster vaccine, while Shifang is still a little worse.

Xue Chen's dedication is not how noble Xue Chen's character is.

It's all because he has a heart of awe, people must be in awe, especially cultivators, cultivators who don't know reverence are often more likely to lose their way and become puppets of their physical instincts, and reverence is not shaking their heads and tails, prostrate and surrendering.

Xue Chen was in awe of the oath he made to his ancestor at the beginning, once this oath was issued, it was not a joke, it was to be truly realized, and it was to be worked hard for.

Although Xue Chen's cultivation has not improved, he still has a lot of gains, first of all, the Yuan Shen has completely recovered with the help of the Soul Determination Bead, and further, the original consciousness can only reach a radius of 100 meters, but now it has been able to reach 300 meters, which has been tripled, and according to this improvement has not slowed down, this makes Xue Chen still quite grateful to the King of Hades in his heart.

Of course, the biggest gain is still about spells, the last time I entered the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, to be honest, Xue Chen really hasn't practiced too many spells, whether it is the Five Elements Spell or the Qimen Dunjia or the Tiangang Technique.

And this time, through the help of the Magic Weapon Sect and the little beggar, Xue Chen mastered an extremely large number of spells.

For example, the well-known wall-piercing technique, resurrection technique, heavenly thunder technique, etc., are varied, these spells are all branch spells of various factions, so it is not as difficult to master as the technique of controlling qi, Xue Chen basically memorized it just by observing it once.

Xue Chen has so much gains, Yan Chixia and Shifang are naturally not low, not to mention the physical fitness for the time being, in terms of spells alone, Yan Chixia can be said to be the real master of the family, and now the realm is still in the Lan Yuan Realm, but he has mastered the Qimen Dunjia, and he also has a very high talent in cultivating the Five Elements Technique, and the two or three strongest in the Tiangang Technique are also mastered by him.

And what about the Ten Directions?

In terms of spells, there is no cultivation that can be cultivated, but the use of magic weapons by the ten parties is much stronger than Yan Chixia, and basically all magic weapons, as long as they pass through the hands of the ten parties, they can emit their due power.

In two years, the two of them have been able to reach this level, which is already quite good.

However, there is not much need to continue to practice in Kunlun in the future, Xue Chen's amnesty let the two go to the mountains to descend demons and eliminate demons for two years, and they must return to Kunlun after two years, because Xue Chen has not injected the two with a booster vaccine, so naturally he has been told a thousand times, and he must come back no matter what happens after two years, and if he can't come back, he must write to inform the location.

"Master, it costs silver to subdue demons and eliminate demons."

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, the master and apprentice and the ten directions looked forward to each other, the spring breeze was sorrowful, and their faces were full of sadness, but this nostalgic scene was ruined by Yan Chixia's words.

"Master, don't look at me like that, I've really endured this sentence for a long time." Yan Chixia seemed to be about to go away when she saw her master, and she thought of dying, she couldn't go down the mountain and go hungry.

"Roll ......"

In Xue Chen's furious roar, Yan Chixia left in embarrassment, but when he came down the mountain, Shifang quietly took out dozens of ingots of gold from the package.

Outside the mountain, when will the West Lake sing and dance?

The warm wind smokes the tourists drunk, and Hangzhou is Bianzhou!

The city of Hangzhou in this world is still prosperous, carved railings and purple tiles, mahogany lacquered bricks, pedestrians are endless, walking side by side, shouting and selling, from early morning to night, has not been cut off, seeing this scene, it is difficult to imagine that there will be a human tragedy of cannibalism not far from this city.

Here is the sorrow of this era, but also the luck of this era.

Xue Chen dressed in a green robe, pretended to be a scholar and quietly entered the largest city in the south of the Yangtze River - Hangzhou.

He came here mainly to see his old friend, but he was just in the vast crowd, but he didn't know where to start.

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Nie Shusheng covered the red fan in his hand with some embarrassment, if it wasn't for the gift of the beautiful woman, I am afraid that it would have been discarded a long time ago, how could it be Wei Qingfa's turn to taunt, saying that he was a little white face who relied on women to eat.

But now that the family is in the middle of the road, in order to cope with the township test in the coming year, Nie Shusheng has to rely on Xiao Wan's gift, this red fan has Xiao Wan drawing a picture of a talented woman, according to Nie Shusheng's understanding, it can be sold for dozens of taels of silver.

Nie Shusheng also heard his father mention that Fu Tianqiu, the powerful prime minister during the Baoshan period, was their ancestor, so strictly speaking, the Nie family was still a scholarly family, but he also knew that his ancestor was originally surnamed Ning, and he was not surnamed Nie at all, but in his father's generation, he suddenly changed his name to Nie, but he didn't know what the reason was.

It's Fu, Ning, and Nie, so that Nie Shusheng is confused, but fortunately, he is more pragmatic and knows that no matter what his surname is, he can't go hungry.

Nie Shusheng returned to the house with a red fan, his parents died a few years ago, and now he is the only one left in the entire Nie family, in addition to reading on weekdays, he also has to go to the pharmacy next door to help settle accounts to make a living, in order to gain the favor of Xiaowan girl, poetry and kung fu can not be pulled down, so Nie Shusheng goes to bed late and gets up early every day, obviously only in his two decades, but he looks like premature aging, anyway, the Nie family has good genes, but it doesn't matter.

Pushing open the door, the sunlight shone into the hall through the crack in the door, but there was a person sitting on the chair in the hall for no reason.

There was a man sitting!!

"What the hell!" Nie Shushang just glanced at the man's trouser legs, so he was so frightened that he ran away, and even the red fan was thrown aside, forgetting to pick it up.

Ghosts are not uncommon in Hangzhou, a few years ago, there were strong men who hunted a spirit on the wild mountain and brought it to Hangzhou City to exhibit, the body of the spirit was tall enough, and the arms were thicker than a person's stomach.

When his neighbors next door heard Nie Shusheng shouting, they were first annoyed, and then they were equally afraid, and they gathered in front of Nie Shusheng's house.

"Scholar, in broad daylight, don't shout, it's not good to scare the child." A bold neighbor secretly looked into the room through the crack in the door, and after not finding anything unusual, he said to Nie Shusheng dissatisfied.

"Uncle Zheng, I'm absolutely not mistaken, it's really a ghost." Nie Shusheng swore to the sky that he would definitely see a figure, and he was absolutely not mistaken.

"Alright, alright, we're helping you take a look." Uncle Zheng didn't see anything unusual the first time, but the second time he pulled a few companions, held the flat pole and other weapons, and kicked the door open.

In the sunlight, the house was empty, let alone ghosts, and not even a fly was found.

"Tell you kid not to go to that little Wan fool, look at your vanity now."

The neighbor scolded and left, but Nie Shusheng explained weakly, he really didn't even hold Xiaowan's hand, as for the void, isn't he still trapped by money?

"Is it really that I haven't slept enough lately?" The room is illuminated by the sun, and the things in the room are clear at a glance, and there is no trace of ghosts at all.

Even if he believes that there are ghosts, but Nie Shusheng has no choice, this old mansion is the foundation of his establishment in Hangzhou, without this mansion, I am afraid that he will not be able to live for a long time, this is not to live.

With apprehension, Nie Shusheng still walked into the room, but as soon as he stepped in, he heard a voice behind him.

"Sure enough, he is a descendant of Ning Caichen, and even his appearance and character are average."