If at the beginning, Uncle Ming was still confused because of the so-called rare natural ability, and thought that it was just a coincidence that Cao Zinuo noticed the existence of his adoption of ghosts several times, then at this time Uncle Ming was really a little ecstatic.

You must know that at this time, it was still the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, but the matter of the inheritance of master and apprentice was still extremely important.

A good master is rare, but a good apprentice is even more rare, in this era, there are not many things where a master relies on his apprentice to become famous.

Uncle Ming is not a powerful Taoist priest, strictly speaking, he can even be regarded as a charlatan.

However, Uncle Ming is not a pure liar, after all, he is also a bit of Taoism, otherwise how would a person like Uncle Nine recognize Uncle Ming's identity as a Taoist.

Although Uncle Ming has not learned a few points in the family Taoist technique, he has no extravagance to carry forward the family Taoist technique.

However, Uncle Ming has the luxury of making a fortune, and now, if he teaches Cao Zinuo well, it is not only to make a fortune, but it seems that it is possible to carry forward the family mission.

Such fame and fortune, and something worthy of the ancestors, as long as he is not a fool, no one will refuse, Uncle Ming is not a fool, so he will not refuse such a thing.

After being excited, Uncle Ming quickly calmed down, and his hand slapped on the bag around his waist.

Cao Zinuo could feel the two ghost objects leaving the bag around Uncle Ming's waist, but after doing this, Uncle Ming immediately pulled Cao Zinuo to speak solemnly.

"Can you feel what I just did, or can you just say it, where are the two ghosts I let out now?"

Uncle Ming's tone was extremely serious. It seems that Uncle Ming still has a little hard time believing that Cao Zinuo really has the natural good ability he said. Merely. Although Cao Zinuo didn't know if he really had any natural ability, the location of those two ghosts was still clear.

In order to train his spiritual power, Cao Zinuo releases his spiritual power all the time, and since he comprehended the spiritual power network, Cao Zinuo has always spread the spiritual power network around him like a radar.

Although the two ghost creatures raised by Uncle Ming belong to intangible and insubstantial things, they are two extremely clear goals under the shroud of the spiritual power network.

"One in front of me and one behind me. One is tall and one is short, the two guys are very funny, especially the tall one, if I were he would stand up immediately, because I kind of want to fart, he crouched behind me like this, don't be swoken by me. ”

Cao Zinuo opened his mouth indifferently, and before he finished speaking, Dabao, who was squatting behind him, had already jumped up and returned to Uncle Ming's side in two steps.

"Uncle Ming. This man sees us. ”

Dabao was extremely confused at this time, as a ghost. He and his younger brother Xiaobao have never been seen by anyone other than Uncle Ming, in fact, the reason why the two of them are willing to follow Uncle Ming is also because Uncle Ming has seen them among the people they have seen.

"I can't see it, he can just feel it."

Uncle Ming looked at Cao Zinuo seriously, and slowly spit out a sentence, although he was a half-hung Taoist priest, Uncle Ming still had some eyesight.

At this time, he had already confirmed his guess that Cao Zinuo was indeed born with good ability.

Different from the traditional yin-yang eyes, in fact, the yin-yang eyes mentioned by the folk are not the physique that cultivators dream of, on the contrary, that kind of physique is the least suitable for cultivation.

There is a yin and yang separation between people and ghosts, except for cultivators who open their eyes in a special way, ordinary people can't see ghosts, and those so-called yin and yang eyes that can see ghosts with the naked eye are actually because of the yin energy contained in the innate body.

The methods practiced by Taoists may be ever-changing, but all of them are the practice of pure yang qi, even if it is the so-called rigidity and softness, yin and yang, it does not refer to yin qi.

Therefore, Yin Yang Eye is not a genius of cultivation, but the real genius of cultivation is a naturally capable person like Cao Zinuo that Uncle Ming thinks at the moment.

The so-called innate good ability is born with a keen perception of the yin and yang of heaven and earth, once such people cultivate, they will take a lot less crooked paths than ordinary people, and the speed of cultivation must be several times that of ordinary people, or even dozens of times.

Uncle Ming answered Dabao's question seriously, but he stood with his hands in his hands, looking like he was reminiscing about the past, and he looked like he had said something like Cao Zinuo, 'If I had met someone like you earlier, I wouldn't have done anything'.

Could it be that there is a hidden story here?

Cao Zinuo's eyes lit up slightly, he didn't want to find any hidden tasks here, but he was just curious.

He approached Uncle Ming, groaned slightly, and finally couldn't resist his curiosity and asked.

"Uncle Ming, what are you thinking?"

Cao Zinuo asked in a slow voice as much as possible, he was still a little apprehensive when he asked, but fortunately, his voice fell, but Uncle Ming had already answered immediately.

"If I had a talent like yours, I wouldn't have been bombarded by ghosts all these years of doing business."

Uncle Ming opened his mouth in a low voice, full of grievances, but this sentence made Cao Zinuo's cheeks twitch, and then twitched, the thoughts of small citizens, playwrights like Cao Zinuo have not been able to adapt to it.

"In this world, yin and yang are parallel, people die as ghosts, ghosts gather yin, people are born yang, the so-called yang is born of yin, yin and yang are born, this is also said to be the mutual transformation between people and ghosts, people die as ghosts, and ghosts are reincarnated as people, don't look at the ghosts who always harm people, in fact, there are a hundred ghosts that harm people, but there are ninety-nine who are bent on reincarnating as people."

Since discovering that Cao Zinuo is the so-called natural ability, Uncle Ming really taught Cao Zinuo as a disciple, but he began to tell Cao Zinuo some common sense of cultivation along the way.

In this heaven and earth, Yin and Yang, Cao Zinuo can say a lot of Shinto Dao when he opens his mouth, but he doesn't understand nine out of ten of those Shinto, nonsense is okay, and the organization of the system into a system is beyond Cao Zinuo's ability.

At this time, although Uncle Ming is a half-hung Taoist, he is justified when he talks about this, as if there is a complete system to follow.

Occult arts, which include, witchcraft, Taoism, Buddhism and other mysterious things in heaven and earth already have a system in China.

Cao Zinuo secretly rejoiced, fortunately, he was from Huaxia, and if he came over as a foreigner, he was afraid that he could only exchange the bloodline of the Western God, and then slowly exchange and upgrade from the space.

There's no way, the gods of the West don't have a strengthening system at all, the only thing that is likely to become stronger is to compete for faith, okay, what's the use of that thing in the space, you have to lay down a plane first, but, even if you have this ability, this strong space may not have this setting.

However, the god system in Huaxia is different, there is a cultivation in Huaxia, and the so-called daytime ascension is not exactly the positive result that all the monks in Huaxia dream of.

Of course, what Uncle Ming said at the moment is naturally not so magical, but these are all common sense things that must be understood, and Cao Zinuo doesn't ask how much these things are worth, but he accepts what Uncle Ming says.

And with the in-depth understanding of this system, Cao Zinuo can feel that he seems to understand something more, as if his mind is clear all of a sudden, although he will not see the growth of strength for a while, but he really seems to understand something.

On the way, Cao Zinuo took out the booklet given by Uncle Ming, and the things in it were still sparse, however, Cao Zinuo followed Uncle Ming while studying, but he really understood some low-level Taoism from it.

These low-level Dao techniques are not much different from Uncle Ming's tricks to deceive people, but they have absolutely no lethal power, however, after comprehending these Dao techniques, Cao Zinuo has a little more mana in his body.

This trace of mana is nothing, and it is not even as good as Cao Zinuo's internal force, but with the appearance of this trace of mana, Cao Zinuo's understanding of the Three Realms Sword Sect in his mind seems to have suddenly undergone a huge change.

The Sword Sect of the Three Realms, crisscrossing the Three Realms.

Cao Zinuo vaguely felt that he seemed to have touched the edge of the Three Realms Sword Sect a little, but at this time, Uncle Ming had already taken Cao Zinuo into a village.

At this time, it is already the moon and the stars are sinking, Uncle Ming has always been in a hurry and does not look at the time, in fact, there is no time to see in this era, it is very likely that you will meet a bandit or something in the daytime, and if you are in a hurry at night, it is very likely to meet a ghost.

As an old saying of the ancients, harsh government is fiercer than a tiger, and the hardships of the world are terror better than ghosts, so the half-hung Taoist monk Uncle Ming would rather rush in the dark than dare to rush in the daytime.

The village, extremely deserted, can be said to be uninhabited, said to be a village, but it should be regarded as a county seat in this era.

Cao Zinuo didn't know where he was now, following Uncle Ming all the way, it was a scene of thousands of miles of uninhabited, from the last so-called existence to here, they had walked hundreds of miles, but there was no house along the way, as if the people in this large area had gathered to live.

The two walked into the village, Uncle Ming grabbed Cao Zinuo with one hand, his eyes looked around vigilantly, as if he saw something with a serious face, and nodded from time to time.

It's just that when Cao Zinuo just wanted to ask him what he saw, Uncle Ming had already turned his head.

"Do you have a sense that there is something bad in this village?"

Uncle Ming asked solemnly, but these words made Cao Zinuo slightly stunned, what is the wrong thing, what does his natural way refer to.

Along the way, Uncle Ming's guidance to him also made him understand that Uncle Ming is by no means a pure liar, and it is still a little expected, at this moment, being asked so seriously by Uncle Ming, Cao Zinuo really spread his perception out of the air.

However, there is nothing in perception.

"I didn't feel anything."

Cao Zinuo looked at Uncle Ming suspiciously, he didn't want to, but when he heard his words, the latter suddenly made a big sigh of relief.

"It's good that there's nothing bad about it, it scares me to death."

Uncle Ming said this and walked towards a building next to him, Cao Zinuo rolled his eyes helplessly, he didn't know where Uncle Ming looked before, but then Cao Zinuo noticed that the room that Uncle Ming was walking towards seemed a little familiar.

The scene of Uncle Ming and Uncle Nine meeting in Mr. Zombie appeared in Cao Zinuo's mind, and Uncle Ming was about to be frightened, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. (To be continued......)