But whether the old ghost was the emperor or not, Chu Qianqiu didn't dare to infer it arrogantly, because at least the powerhouse of that realm was not within his reach.

The old ghost bent his fingers into a claw shape, and suddenly a suction force hit, and something flew out of Chu Qianqiu's storage bag and landed in the old ghost's hand.

"Boy, where did you get the secret to compassion. The old ghost opened a roll of bamboo slips and looked at it quickly, asking as he looked.

Chu Qianqiu saw that the old ghost was holding the Nameless Heart Sutra, and a trace of nervousness welled up in his heart, and said, "Old ghost, can you understand the Nameless Heart Sutra?"

"Nameless Heart Sutra, you say this thing is Nameless Heart Sutra?" The old ghost seemed to be very surprised by Chu Qianqiu's name for the bamboo slips.

"Oh, yes, it's a Heart Sutra, but I don't know what it's called. Chu Qianqiu explained.

The old ghost glared at Chu Qianqiu with disdain, and pouted: "Heart Sutra, how can the Heart Sutra match it." Tell you kid, this bamboo slip is called the Compassion Trick, and it is the thing of the Emperor Ancestor. ”

Hearing the old ghost say this, Chu Qianqiu seemed to feel that the old ghost was not the Emperor Ancestor. He learned that the Heart Sutra was indeed a top-level exercise that was higher than the peerless exercises, but the Heart Sutra was above the Heart Sutra, and it seemed that he still underestimated the bamboo slips.

Chu Qianqiu snatched the Compassion Trick and put it back in the storage bag, he didn't want to share such a good thing with others, although he knew that the old ghost wanted to snatch it, and there was no way to do it.

The old ghost smiled disdainfully and said, "I have long been familiar with the trick of compassion, you kid really haven't seen the world." ”

Chu Qianqiu's eyes rolled, and he took out the compassion recipe from the storage bag again, and said in a stammering voice: "Old ghost, can you tell me about the content of the compassion recipe." As he spoke, he gradually stuffed it into the old ghost's hand, and he did so to show his sincerity, although he knew that the old ghost didn't need the bamboo slip at all.

The old ghost played with the bamboo slip and said: "Also, you haven't cultivated your divine thoughts, and you really can't see the content on the compassion formula, so let the old man give you pointers." There was a hint of schadenfreude in the old ghost's tone.

Chu Qianqiu was a little surprised that the old ghost was so generous, but he was very puzzled that Nian Qingteng could see the content of the Compassion Formula, because Nian Qingteng had not cultivated his divine thoughts.

"Maybe it's some other secret technique. Chu Qianqiu explained this in his heart, but began to doubt the correctness of what Young Teng saw.

"The secret of compassion is divided into two parts, the first part is written about a peerless exercise, which probably means that as long as you continue to devour the extremely high-grade pen, you can make you comprehend the exercises that are much higher than your cultivation, and the more pens you devour, the more light the realm you can cross. ”

Chu Qianqiu noticed a detail, what Young Teng said was that only by collecting the holy pens on the holy pen list could he comprehend the exercises across the border, but the old ghost said that it was a very high-grade pen, and he said this without thinking.

The old ghost said: "The kid also knows the holy pen list, hehe, what the compassion trick can devour is only the pen that has been naturally bred by the creation of heaven and earth, not artificially produced, or a derivative pen of the holy pen, of course, the effect of the holy pen is the best." ”

Chu Qianqiu nodded, patted the storage bag and took out the Midnight Rose, and asked, "Do you see if this pen can be swallowed by the Compassion Technique." ”

The old ghost took the Midnight Rose and looked at it a few times and said, "This is the Midnight Rose, which is claimed to be the twenty-first on the Holy Pen List, how did you get it?" "The old ghost didn't expect that Chu Qianqiu still had such a good thing on him.

Chu Qianqiu didn't answer, but secretly sighed at Zhou Ji's stupidity, and actually gave up such a good thing to him, from another aspect, it can be seen that Zhou Ji is "true love" for Sisi. But what he doesn't know is that Zhou Ji loves to collect, as long as he likes it, he will try his best to get it, not to mention a pen, even if it is his wife, he will give it away without blinking.

"You stupid boy, Midnight Rose can definitely make you realize across a small astral boundary, it's such a fool to have such a good thing and not know how to refine. Seeing that Chu Qianqiu seemed to want to argue, the old ghost immediately said: "Needless to say, I know you don't know how to refining, I'll explain the content of the next part to you." ”

The old ghost pursed his lips dissatisfiedly, and said slowly: "The next part is composed of three parts, the first part is about refining, the second part is a flying technique, and the third part is a secret technique. ”

As soon as he heard the flying technique, Chu Qianqiu suddenly became interested. In the few battles he had experienced, only the Mood Monk had a flying magic weapon, and the good mobility of the flying magic weapon could greatly improve its combat effectiveness.

"That's not in a hurry, I'll tell you about refining first. The old ghost waved his hand, ignored Chu Qianqiu's words, and began to explain the refining.

Chu Qianqiu's face became more and more ugly, because he heard that the refining that the old ghost talked about was the notorious blood refining method, how could he learn such a despicable thing, and before the old ghost could finish speaking, Chu Qianqiu interrupted him.

"Yes, this is the method of blood refining, but it is a special method of blood refining. This kind of blood refining only requires the cultivator's own essence blood, and the amount used is extremely small. ”

But no matter what, it is still a blood refining method, Chu Qianqiu is still very resistant in his heart, at this time, the old ghost suddenly grabbed Chu Qianqiu's hand, and he didn't see the old ghost move, Chu Qianqiu's hand was cut a very small hole, and the blood dripped out drop by drop.

Chu Qianqiu was controlled by the old ghost and could only be at his mercy. The old ghost dripped a drop of essence blood on the heart of compassion, Midnight Rose, and Chu Qianqiu's eyebrows, and then recited a strange incantation. Chu Qianqiu only felt a surge of qi and blood in his chest, and the strong smell of blood came to his nose, and dizziness came one after another.

Chu Qianqiu had a splitting headache, his chest seemed to be overturned, and the bloody anger became more and more vigorous, he struggled to prop up a thin slit in his eyes, only to see that the midnight rose was melting in the last piece of bamboo slips in the first part of the Compassion Recipe at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I don't know how long it took, a breath of fresh breath suddenly rushed out from this inkstone, and it went straight to his chest along the tendons, Chu Qianqiu suddenly had a feeling of sudden enlightenment, and the anger also dissipated, he opened his eyes and found that the old ghost was looking at him with a smile.

"What, don't thank the old man?" the old ghost teased.

Chu Qianqiu ignored it, but lowered his head to check the compassion trick. There was a pen on the last bamboo slip, it was the Midnight Rose, Chu Qianqiu reached out and took it, and found that the shape of the Midnight Rose was branded on the bamboo slip. He tried to perceive it with Yuan Li, and found that the Compassion Trick could indeed realize the comprehension of a small astral realm now.

But he noticed that there was a very vague trace of anger on the Midnight Rose in his hand, which seemed to be because of the blood refining. Chu Qianqiu glared at the old ghost, as if expressing his dissatisfaction with his "use of force".

The old ghost turned his head to the other side, pretending not to see it, but he thought to himself: "I can't help you when it comes to the old man, otherwise with your qualifications, when will you be able to do things for me." ”