The market was bustling with people, and a vendor's stall was full of martial arts cheats, but they were all lowest-level human-level low-grade martial arts, and there were zombie robes, mahogany swords, bells, rune paper, and some ornaments hanging next to them.

These are all common gadgets in the world. Martial arts are even more flooded, as soon as they come over, at least the same martial arts sold by the three companies are nothing more than some eagle claw skills, stele openers, iron sand palms, etc., most of the martial arts that civilians know, and there is no secrecy at all.

The peachwood sword is even more age-free, and the absorption of yang energy is extremely weak, and that bit of yang energy, not to mention exorcism, the little zombie cow and Xiaohua will not be afraid. Juyang bell is even more shoddy, how can it gather a little yang, it is a fake at first glance.

Mao Xiaojuan sighed, put down the bell and the peachwood sword in disappointment, looked at the zombie robe, touched and pulled, his eyes lit up, and said secretly: "The quality of this little zombie robe is good, and it is also very beautiful." ”

"Objectively good eyesight, this is the most popular little zombie robe in Three Days City, the price is cheap and only a hundred gold coins, do you objectively like it?"

"Plus this stele opener, do I want it?" Mao Xiaojuan picked up the stele opener's cheats and put it on the little zombie robe.

The hawker boss frowned, looking at the big curly fart, his face was obviously a little embarrassed, and he hesitated.

"Just this cheats, it's all over the street, it's good to copy it, what can you lose, buy it. Mao Xiaojuan frowned.

"Indeed," the hawker sneered, but sincerely, "sold." ”

Eagle claw gong, iron sand palm all need drug assistance, no precious drugs, there will be something wrong with the practice, it is estimated that the hand is not broken and disabled, there is no requirement for qualification, it belongs to hard work, Mao Xiaojuan has not heard of practicing these accidents, but the stele opener is not so requirement, but it takes days to practice, it belongs to internal strength, and it takes more than a year for Tianzhong Wizards, and the qualifications are poor for two or three years to practice kung fu, it is difficult to learn, and the qualifications are dull, and some can't learn it for five or six years.

After watching Mao Xiaojuan pay and leave, the hawker boss sighed in a low voice: "Another one wants to open the stele and go astray, if this thing is good cultivation, it will be all over the market, and being greedy and cheap will harm people, it is really not as good as Eagle Claw Gong and Iron Sand Palm, as soon as you learn it, thank you for the days and the power of running-in, at most it can be completed in two years at most..."

Since ancient times, the martial arts of the family are extremely difficult to cultivate, as everyone knows, the lower grade of the human level is good, and it is even more difficult to practice the upper level, and it is often five years and ten years to cultivate and achieve a small success.

Martial arts skills make the warrior exert terrifying power, and the zombies, ghosts, demon beasts, and demons of the same cultivators are all much stronger than the warriors, and it is difficult for the warriors to win without more than the first-class cultivation.

Mao Xiaojuan looked at the stele opening hand, as long as he penetrated the meridians, he could learn Dacheng, his eyes lit up, and his heart was overjoyed: "Improving blood and qi and penetrating the meridians, isn't it what I am best at. ”

Every ability that Mao Xiaojuan learned, the Diamond Sutra, Buddhism, Taoism, etc., is to improve qi and blood and fight against zombies.

For him, the internal martial arts were simply created for him. How not to like.

Ma Xiaoling held the zombie robe, and raised her little head in some confusion: "Brother, why are you buying this dress, do you want to wear it?"

Mao Yijuan put away the cheats and rubbed his sister's head: "It's a secret, you'll know it when you get home." ”

Ma Xiaoling is very puzzled and strange, the little zombie is bought to play by the rich, why did my brother buy the little zombie robe.

The lowest-level early stage copper corpse little zombie on the market costs tens of thousands of gold coins, how can he have the money to buy it.

After returning home, Mao Yijuan locked the doors and windows, and pressed his sister to sit on the chair: "Stay here, my brother will show you a treasure." As he spoke, he ran away mysteriously.

"Brother, what are you going to do mysteriously?" Ma Xiaoling blinked and watched Mao Yijuan leave, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she wondered, but she didn't run down, but sat obediently on the chair and waited for Mao Yijuan.

After a while, Mao Xiaojuan ran in: "Sister, don't be afraid when you see it later, it's not scary." ”

"Brother, hurry up, what is it, let me see?" Ma Xiaoling said impatiently, saying with a pair of small eyes looking at Mao Xiaojuan's whole body, poking out the door, obviously looking forward to it.

"Come in. Looking at her sister's impatient appearance, Mao Xiaojuan smiled and clapped her hands.

The little zombie who had changed into a brand-new zombie robe tilted his body and poked his head out of the door, his delicate little face, quite cute, blinked his eyes when he poked in, and looked at Ma Xiaoling a little timidly.

"Ah, brother, how can you have a little zombie. Ma Xiaoling smiled in surprise, jumped off the chair at once, and ran to see the little zombie with a smile from ear to ear.

"Come in. Mao Xiaojuan greeted, and the little zombie received the order and jumped in.

"Brother, it's so amazing, the little zombie actually listens to you. Watching the little zombie jump in as he listened to Mao Yijuan's command, he looked a little incredulous, and Ma Xiaoling was dumbfounded, covering her mouth with her hand, and her mouth opened wide.

She knows very well that those who sell little zombies outside, if you want the little zombies to be obedient, you have to take something to smoke, and the elder brother is too powerful, and he can command the little zombies when he speaks.

"That's, don't look at whose brother it is. Mao Xiaojuan said proudly, training stiff is the skill of corpse chasers, this is not good training, how to match the words "corpse chaser"?

"Little flower, come in. Mao Xiaojuan greeted the door again.

"There are even more!" Ma Xiaoling's little face was even more pleasantly surprised when she heard this, and her small eyes stared at the door wide, full of anticipation.

As soon as Niu Xiaohua came in, she smiled sweetly at Ma Xiaoling, and then floated towards Mao Xiaojuan.

"Little ghost......" Ma Xiaoling was stunned, and the little ghost smiled at herself... Laughed...... As if he wanted to reveal all the surprises in his heart unexpectedly, he said in shock.

The little ghost is extremely difficult to tame, and she listens to her brother, she has never heard of it without using force......

Isn't that scary......

Ma Xiaoling looked at Mao Yijuan: "This... Is this still my own brother?" Mao Yijuan used to be no different from ordinary children at home.

Mao Yijuan can naturally understand his sister's surprise and surprise, training stiff and training ghosts outside, nothing more than intimidation and threat to submit by force, don't you know that the perverse act makes zombies and ghosts more difficult to tame, once you have the strength to kill the master and rebel. The discipline was gradual, and the grace and power were used together, so that he could place his feelings on the master. If you are good to him, he will naturally be good to you.

Of course, there are some exceptions for zombies, especially those who have sucked human blood, which require special means, otherwise it is extremely difficult to train.

"Xiaohua, Ah Da, come here. Mao Yijuan beckoned to Niu Xiaohua, Niu Xiaohua floated over, the little zombie was stunned and a little puzzled, and his hand clasped his scalp, however, when he saw Niu Xiaohua float over, he also jumped over.

"Very good, very well-behaved, very smart. Mao Yijuan patted the little zombie's cerebellum and praised it, and the little zombie looked flattered.

Removing the ghost needle, the little zombie seems to have changed into a different person, smarter, and learns faster with a role model.

"Brother is amazing. "Ma Xiaoling.

"Sister, Brother goes to school, Xiaohua and Little Zombie will accompany you in the future, don't be afraid, Brother will train them well during this time, let them learn to cook, wash clothes, and take care of you. Mao Yijuan rubbed his sister's head and said dotingly.

"Brother, are you going to discipline stiff and imp? Ma Xiaoling looked up at Mao Xiaojuan, her eyes full of surprise and admiration.

"Haha, it's not difficult, Brother is self-taught. Mao Yijuan laughed.

Of course Ma Xiaoling is not stupid, the three-day city training zombies and ghosts are only available to people from the two sects outside the city, and Brother must be lying to himself.

......

For seven consecutive days, Mao Xiaojuan didn't go out, retreated to practice martial arts, open the tablet, and train little zombies and cow Xiaohua.

The courtyard of the "Open Monument Palm" shouted loudly, and with a golden light, he slapped a palm on the thick tree of the courtyard bowl, and with a "click", the tree was beaten and broken from the middle.

The young man clapped his hands and looked at his palms: "Yes, now that I have cultivated the stele palm, the little zombie and Niu Xiaohua have also trained well, so I should go out and make some money, otherwise sooner or later I will sit on the mountain." ”

Just as the boy stopped, a little zombie jumped over, with a sunhat on its head, a robe wrapped around its body, and stretched out the face towel in its hand.

The boy took the towel and wiped his face, waved his hand, and the little zombie turned around and retreated to the shade of the house.

"Pour tea. In the room, a delicate little girl with neat pigtails sat on a chair, waved at the little zombie, and pointed to the teacup.

The little zombie looked at the little girl, grinned happily, jumped over, stretched out his frozen hand, parted his index and middle fingers, inserted it into the teapot, and poured a cup of tea into the teacup.

"Ah, that's good. The little girl smiled and patted the little zombie's little head and complimented.

During this time, Mao Yijuan taught his sister a lot of instructions to control the little zombie and the cow Xiaohua, and it was no problem to help the foil do some simple work.

In a corner of the room, Niu Xiaohua was sitting on a small chair, with a face plate in front of her, rubbing clothes on the washboard.

Mao Yijuan walked over, and when he saw Mao Yijuan walking over, Niu Xiaohua's clear and beautiful eyes suddenly became nervous, a little afraid, and the speed of rubbing clothes was also much faster.

"Well, well done today. It's been seven days, and Mao Yijuan finally has a smile on his face, and Niu Xiaohua breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it.

"Chicken thief, today is your time of death. There was an angry roar outside the door of the courtyard, and then Mao Yijuan's door was kicked open vigorously, and Daoist Hao Huai broke in with a peachwood sword.

The door was kicked, and he couldn't bear it if he was a person, Mao Yijuan turned his head, and it turned out to be a Taoist priest who stole chickens, and his heart was raised.

After stealing chickens was discovered, he planned to avoid the limelight, but he didn't expect to be found by him and found the door.

Mao's little face suddenly turned pale, a little dumbfounded.

"What to do, I've come to the door. Mao was anxious, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The Taoist priest in his forties must have cultivated higher than him.