Chapter VII

Brother-in-law

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"Brother, what the hell was that trick you did last night?

Since waking up in the morning, Zhang Junbao has not stopped asking Jiang Heng what he has practiced.

Even the ghosts can be driven away.

Especially when Jiang Heng explained to him that the powerful ghost he repelled was the tenfold powerful one that Zhang Junbao had encountered before.

He was even more curious about what Jiang Heng had practiced.

"Something?"

Jiang Heng smiled bitterly: "That's a spell! Forget it, you may not know the spell!"

"I know! I have seen the Dao Gate spell that disappeared 300,000 years ago, I saw it in a book!"

Zhang Junbao blurted out.

But he absolutely didn't realize that his words were a new secret in this world that Jiang Heng knew.

How could an ordinary scholar know?

Under Jiang Heng's questioning, Zhang Junbao smiled awkwardly, and then said: "Actually, I don't remember where I saw it? Anyway, I know that I seem to have seen a lot of books in one place, many things that don't exist in this world, and they are all recorded there." ”

"Where?

Jiang Heng was too curious about where in this world there would be books that recorded the legends of the Daomen.

After Zhang Junbao was entangled and hesitated for a morning, he said embarrassedly: "It seems to be in a dream!"

Is this a joke?

Jiang Heng's whole face changed and became angry. But the next moment, that angry expression was replaced by coldness.

It was the coldness that Zhang Junbao had never seen from Jiang Heng's face, a kind of coldness from the Nine Hells, which made people shudder.

At the moment when the cold appeared, the phantom behind Zhang Junbao also appeared instantly, vigilantly guarding Zhang Junbao's side.

The cold face stared at Zhang Junbao and asked in a cold voice, "Those books you saw in your dreams?"

Zhang Junbao hesitated, nodded in fear, and then asked, "Brother, why is your face so ugly? Could it be that I said the wrong thing?"

The coldness on Jiang Heng's face disappeared instantly.

Just now, it was the old ghost who couldn't help but rush into his body and control his body.

Then I asked.

Dreaming of books about the Daomen?

This kind of talk is really.

But if the old ghost can be touched by this, it is obvious that Zhang Junbao's words should not be fake.

He probably really had the ability to see those books in his dreams.

Jiang Heng had to ask the old ghost: "Old ghost, what the hell is going on?"

The old ghost's current speculation is: "This kid was born with a mark!"

"Like Liu'er?"

Jiang Heng asked, and the old ghost replied, "It's the same but it's different." Jiang Liuer should be the reincarnation of a Buddhist monk hundreds of thousands of years ago, and this kid should be related to a certain great power of the previous Daomen. ”

All right!

Each has a strong background, and it looks like a hole in the sky.

Jiang Heng looked at the phantom behind Zhang Junbao and said to him: "Don't worry, I have no malicious intent, you should feel it." ”

He also knew that the phantom was not guarding against himself, but the old ghost.

I have the Dao Sect Exercises in my body.

Speaking of Daomen exercises?

Jiang Heng stared at Zhang Junbao suspiciously, if this kid can dream of things from Daomen, then he should also be able to dream of things like exercises.

But why don't you cultivate?

Or did he not dream?

The old ghost gave Jiang Heng an idea: "You might as well throw bricks and lead jade!" Use a small part of the Dao character scriptures to try to guide the Dao Sect scriptures in this kid's body. ”

Jiang Heng nodded, and he also agreed with this idea.

Immediately, he spoke directly and said to that Junbao: "Brother, what do you think of the spell I used to repel that powerful ghost just now?"

Zhang Junbao said: "It's amazing! I beat such a terrifying guy away all of a sudden, it must be amazing!"

"Okay, I'll teach you how?"

Jiang Heng's words were obviously too sudden for Zhang Junbao.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "So, don't worry! ”

When they left the temple, they had been staying here for three days.

In the past three days, Zhang Junbao was trying to figure out whether to learn Jiang Heng's so-called spells.

Because he felt that learning spells might affect his ability to gain fame.

The end result of that is-

On the second day, Jiang Heng deliberately wrote part of the Taoist scriptures and martial arts scriptures.

said that this is everyone's knowledge, let Zhang Junbao take it to study.

It wasn't until he had read it more than a dozen times and memorized these things that he realized, "Why does this Taoist text always feel the same as the Taoist scriptures I saw in my dream?"

Hehe!

By the time I realized this, it was too late. He had completely memorized these things in his head.

And as he kept recalling, even if he didn't cultivate, this thing would form a cycle in his mind, and this cycle was an invisible cultivation.

In the silence, that Zhang Junbao should soon have a certain amount of cultivation. It's less, but it's there after all.

The reason why even the martial arts scriptures are taught is because martial arts are popular in this world. Without a certain amount of martial arts cultivation, it is difficult to gain a foothold.

Soon, Jiang Heng's arrangements had an effect.

Next, a few days after leaving the temple.

When Zhang Junbao memorizes the Taoist scriptures every day, similar scriptures will appear in his mind, although the content is different, but they have the meaning of the same destination.

Jiang Heng secretly looked at Zhang Junbao - if he was that person.

Then his talent must not be low.

Sure enough, in the rest of the journey, it was a kind of recitation that was completely curious.

Zhang Junbao's body has already begun to change.

Breath alone, climbing a hill from the beginning - out of breath.

Until now, I need to take a break if I can run through two mountains in a row.

Zhang Junbao looked at the changes in his body in amazement: "Brother, why has my body become so ...... recently?"

"You're in good spirits, aren't you?"

Jiang Heng smiled, and then took out a piece of cold iron from the ring.

He took out his own refining furnace and threw the cold iron into the refining furnace.

Zhang Junbao on the side stared curiously at the big stove, it was the first time he had seen this kind of thing.

However, in the dream knowledge that remained in his mind, he knew that this thing was a refining furnace.

Zhang Junbao once again cast a reverent look at Jiang Heng: "Brother, are you a refiner?"

Jiang Heng nodded, and flew out of the alchemy furnace again, followed by a few pills and threw them into the alchemy furnace.

With one hand controlling the refining furnace and the other controlling the alchemy furnace, both sides began to refine at the same time.

"Brother, it's still a refiner!!