But there are a lot of spells that can be comprehended in a short period of time, and very few can fight alone.

If they really want to cultivate the Thunder Method, the most basic thing is to set the Dao Heart right, and then cause the body to enter the body every day to reach a peak stage, and then go to cultivate the Thunder Fa Internal Strength, and they will learn very quickly.

It's not difficult to repair, but the hard thing is that no one brings it and it's easy to be up.

The two of them can learn when they hear it, and even if they come to the spirit!

Cui urged: "Learn and learn!" You can't go to class, you have to keep up with your studies! ”

Changkong: "Learn, learn!" ”

Excited like something.

Do you know what kind of students the teacher likes the most?

Of course, he is a studious and talented student.

Bai Xuan is now looking at Cui Xuanxuan and Changkong, which is the kind of teacher looking at the students.

Relatively satisfied.

Flicking his sleeves casually, he beckoned: "Let's go." ”

The eight immortals carried the coffin and walked out of the circle.

The funeral party returned to its previous appearance and began to hurry.

Bar disco outside.

The crowd with mobile phone recordings silently lifted their chins up!

No, what do you mean?

How can you see the different effect when you look at the excitement?

Is it acting?

Why don't you have a camera?

Is it real?

How is it the same as the fake?

All those men in black just now disappeared in one fell swoop!

So, that can't be fake, right?

It's so true!

A group of people, you look at me, I look at you, silently holding their mobile phones to the middle of the road.

The paper money on the road told them that the scene just now was not fake.

A few bold men walked in the direction of the corpse.

The darkness on the ground seemed to tell them: yes, there was someone here.

"I'm going to—hell—"

Someone made the most authentic sound.

Others subconsciously swallow saliva.

"Just now, did you record that just now?"

"It's recorded, this thing can't be uploaded, right?"

"Has anyone of you been watching the news lately? There are a lot of headlines on his neck, saying that it is the death of Mai Brother, do you know? ”

Someone suddenly realized!

"Whew! Wouldn't that be Mai's funeral party just now! ”

"Can't you? Whose funeral team is buried at night? And we are all young people in the new era! This feudal superstition is not advisable! Don't talk nonsense! Big night, weird and scary. ”

"Did you watch the adventure variety show in Huarong Mountain last time? I think today's incident is similar to the last adventure variety show! We can't really hide any evil organization in Xuancheng, right? ”

"So, weren't those people in black robes just now from the evil organization?"

The crowd gasped and began to look around!

The night was dark, and the sky was full of strange atmosphere.

The yin wind blew through the back of everyone's erect necks, making them shiver!

Everyone was scared!

I didn't even think about it, so I ran to the bar!

"Don't go out there, it's scary!"

"It's terrifying!"

A swarm of people rushed back to the bar.

As soon as I entered, the bar owner slammed the door shut!

Don't ask, don't say, don't mention.

To ask is to be afraid.

To say is to be timid.

To mention is to be scared and timid.

Everyone sat together and lost the interest in playing, sitting on the stools on the ground one by two, full of thoughts about the scenes they had just seen.

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The night is still cool.

The roadblocks are still dangling in the middle of the road.

The funeral procession marched to the city center.

The city center is much more depressed than usual, and there are hardly any pedestrians on the road.

But there were more people blocking them than in the wave just now.

This group of leaders who have reappeared is not like the Tao of the group just now, and there are obvious bonuses.

The visitor was dressed in a white robe.

He had a large scar on his face, and stood in the middle of the road with a smile on his face, his hands crossed on his chest, like a statue full of great love.

On both sides of the road, Jingzhou found that all their people were controlled.

The men who controlled them were dressed in white robes, with a smile on their faces, like a shadow carved out of a mold.

Bai Xuan beckoned, and the funeral team stopped.

His eyes moved slightly, his eyes swept the man up and down, and out of instinct, he politely asked: "Puppeteer, are you a puppeteer?" ”

Puppeteer and Puppeteer are two different professions.

Although both are masters of control, their essence is slightly different.

Puppeteers, as the name suggests, are puppets that are manipulated.

This puppet can be a human or a puppet.

The Yanshi, on the other hand, is a master of manipulating the tricks.

The two can be said to be very similar but very different.

Speaking of puppeteers, there are also Guorcers.

But the puppeteer is externally manipulated, and the Gu magician is manipulated at the spiritual soul level.

If the puppeteer relies on means, then the Gu magician relies on the hypnosis of the soul.

All three are similar, but they are not exactly similar.

Seeing that Bai Xuan was so polite, the man in the white shirt smiled and replied: "In the south of Xiazhu, little master Bai Xuan, he has admired his name for a long time. ”

Others are also strange and polite.

Bai Xuan didn't lose his courtesy.

Clasped his hands into fists and returned the salute: "Mr. Zhu, Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." ”

Takenominami was slightly surprised.

He has lived for decades, and it is the first time that someone has told him that he is blessed with immeasurable heavenly venerables.

The other party didn't even care that he was a puppeteer!

Unconsciously had a good impression of Bai Xuan, Zhu Zhinan said: "I heard that Zilong is dead, and Tedi came to watch." Before leaving, he had warned Zilong, saying that you were not easy to deal with. But Zilong has a good face, so he doesn't say that he can deal with it, and he doesn't let everyone go to help. He didn't think about it, but he folded himself here first. It's a pity to be in the next, but it's only the blame that Long Mang fell into such a fate. ”

After speaking, Zhu Zhinan sighed.

Cui urged to Bai Xuan's side and whispered, "Second Senior Brother, that Zilong should be the one who was scattered by your thunderbolt just now." ”

Bai Xuan didn't speak, his eyes moved, and he said towards Zhu Zhinan: "Mr. Zhu, my little junior brother is in a hurry to be buried, and the auspicious time is about to pass, can you be accommodating, let me bury my little junior brother first, and let's have a good discussion." ”

As soon as Bai Xuan's words came out, several people in Jingzhou were shocked!

Is Master Bai Xuan negotiating?

The other party is a member of the evil organization!

They're here to rob the corpses!

Not here to make a deal!

"Yes, little master Bai Xuan, please."

Takenominami politely gave way to a road.

This can thunder a few people in Jingzhou!

？？？？

What do you mean?

Yes?

That's it?

Given?

No!

If they are so easy to speak, why do they have to control their people?

What's going on?

What the hell!

Jingzhou looked embarrassed, touched his nose, and said towards Zhu Zhinan: "No, that, Mr. Zhu, it's like this." We're all here, or a few of us stay and fight with you, and it's really hard not to go through the motions. ”

Bai Xuan turned his head to look at Jingzhou, with doubts in his eyes: "Mr. Jing, are you okay?" ”

Jingzhou's expression was distorted: "Hehe..."

Cui urged several people to be dumbfounded.

When did the people of the cult be so easy to talk to?

Did you say it?

The one who was going to fight and kill just now!

Zhu Zhinan shook his head, with sadness on his face: "The matter of burying Miss Yun is more important. Although he also wanted Miss Yun's corpse very much, Master Bai Xuan said that the auspicious time was about to pass. There are four major sorrows in life: the loss of parents in youth, the loss of spouses in middle age, the loss of only children in old age, and the lack of good teachers in young children. Miss Yun is gone, and Master Bai Xuan's heart must be extremely painful. If you take advantage of the void at such a time, wouldn't you be losing your conscience? Add the five sorrows of life. Truth is something that literati and writers should not do. ”

After he finished speaking, he also made a gesture of invitation to Bai Xuan.