"Fourth, when cultivating the secret method, don't lose yourself!"

This Hushan secret method is the most evil, which can be cultivated through the qi and the soul of the living, just like the woman Zhuge Qian fought against, the woman's soul was taken away by Zhuge Qian and used for cultivation.

Evil arts, its definition is that even cultivation can hurt people's lives, and based on other people's lives, they can quickly strengthen their own strength.

Huang Santou shook slightly, isn't it the third chapter of the law?

"Come on, you must have a lot of doubts about the secret method of Hushan, don't be polite to the old man!" Qing Daozi waved his hand and restored Huang San.

"Yes!" Huang San was moved in his heart, and then shot hard.

"Be careful!" Huang San shouted angrily.

"How strong can you be in a third-order order. Qing Daozi smiled slightly.

I saw Huang Sanyi wave his hand, and a gray light rushed towards Qing Daozi, but was stopped by a cyan light curtain.

The gray rays seemed to contain life, constantly attacking the cyan light curtain.

"It's still a little hot!" said Qing Daozi softly.

"I need a soul!" Qing Daozi frowned slightly.

Although this gray light is a representative of evil, it is too weak.

"That's it, the old man will send you to the bottom of the mountain, you go to harvest the souls of some dying people, remember, it can only be dying people!" Qing Daozi said solemnly.

"Now, I'd better learn the art of time from you first!" Huang Sandao.

"What to learn, this is the art of time that the old man will teach Wei Mingwei next, you take it and learn it!" Qing Daozi threw out a small book, which seemed to be prepared for today's situation.

"That's not right!" Huang San found something, but before he could finish his words, he was sent down the mountain.

"Cloud!" Qing Daozi snorted.

I saw that the clouds around Qingdao suddenly increased, turning into clouds.

"Yes!" the cloud said softly.

"Go follow that kid to prevent him from doing anything extreme, and then report to me what he has done down the mountain during this time!" Qing Daozi said coldly.

"Yes!" the clouds slowly dispersed.

"Huang San, it's not that the old man doesn't believe you, the cultivator of evil martial arts, killing thousands of miles of blood clouds! The old man of Hushan came over like this!" Qing Daozi slowly closed his eyes.

At the bottom of the mountain, Huang San's figure suddenly appeared, and he sat on the grass with his butt, disturbing several beasts playing nearby.

"Eh, Master, he doesn't believe me. Huang San rubbed his buttocks.

"Yun! where is this?" Huang San shouted.

"Time is down the mountain!" the cloud's soft voice sounded.

"Where is there a city around here?" asked Huang San.

"Keep going east!"

Huang San patted his ass and stood up and looked around.

The surrounding scene was eerie, the leaves of the trees were floating from the ground back to the trees, the stream was flowing backwards to the top of the mountain, and the beasts fled in terror with their faces on their faces.

"Weird!" Huang San stood up and wanted to move forward, but he took a step backwards.

"Do you want to retreat?" Huang San guessed in his heart, trying to retreat, and sure enough, Huang San walked forward.

"This way!" Huang San carefully discerned the direction and walked towards the east.

Crunch, Huang San stepped on the leaves, and these trampled leaves would float back to the trees in the next second.

The scenery ahead changed, and a wide road appeared.

Huang San walked onto the road, the weirdness disappeared, and Huang San could also control his body normally.

"Dididi!" a sedan honked its horn as it drove by.

"Son, why are you alone on the road and your family?" asked the driver as the car stopped, rolling down the window.

The driver's face was slightly haggard, with anxiety and some chagrin in his eyes, a wrinkled collar, and a slightly messy clothes.

"I'm going to the city ahead!" Huang San said in a low voice.

"Go to the city, come on, come on, get in the car, I'll give you a ride." "The driver seemed very welcoming.

"Okay!" Huang San didn't hesitate and got into the car directly.

"Child, I want to remind you, you can't stand on the road casually without your family, no, even if you are accompanied by your family, you can't stand on the road!"

"Also, next time, you can't just get into a stranger's car, most of them have bad intentions, not including me!" the driver sped up.

"Uncle, where are you going?" asked Huang San.

"Time City, by the way, little friend, you can get out of the car and say it at any time, but I can't take a detour to send you home. There was some anxiety in the driver's words.

"Dididi!" the driver's phone rang!

"Hey!" the driver picked up his phone.

The voice on the other end of the line seemed to be crying.

"Grandpa, he can't do it!"

"What? I'll be there right away!" the driver dropped his phone, stepped on the accelerator on his foot, and accelerated forward.

"Kid, I probably can't stop halfway, just follow me to the hospital. The driver's voice was anxious.

"Okay. Huang San nodded.

The driver was slightly stunned, he didn't expect this child to be so simple, so he agreed.

Huang San saw that there was still some way to go in the city, so he took out a small notebook and began to practice the art of time.

The first page is the simplest time rewind, which can briefly bring a small area of time back to an hour ago.

The most basic thing about time rewind is the time mark, which is the mark that Qing Daozi taught him today.

Huang San's qualifications are very good, and he quickly learned to go back in time, and when he raised his head, the scene around him changed.

High-rise buildings can be seen everywhere, traffic is busy, and people walking along the streets with smiles on their faces all tell about the prosperity of the city.

Amid the sound of a car scattering, the driver stopped at the entrance of a hospital.

"Why don't you come with me first, and I'll send you home when I'm done." The driver asked.

"That's fine. Huang San nodded, and a mountain appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

Huang San saw that there were many souls that had just died floating above the hospital, which was very fresh.

The driver found the parking space, got out of the car, walked into the hospital, and ran wildly with Huang San all the way, but stood in front of a room and hesitated.

Huang San pushed open the door, and it was already densely packed with people, and there was an old man lying on the bed, and the corners of the old man's eyes were still a little moist.

Most of these people were crying, with tears in the corners of their eyes, and at this moment they saw someone push open the door and turn their heads to look.

Most of them saw Huang San for the first time, and only saw the driver man behind Huang San for the second time.

"Why did you come? Grandpa kept saying that he wanted to see you one last time before he left, and you can't even help him fulfill such a simple wish!" a woman complained.

The man was silent, he lived in another city, and he rushed to the scene this morning as soon as he received the news that his grandfather was critically ill.

"Bang!" the man slammed his fist on the door and cried as he lay on the door.

"What's the use of you crying now? Grandpa can't even see it. The woman looked disgusted.

The man did not answer, but a few people came and pulled the man out and said some comforting words.

"Who is this kid, how can he run around?" the woman pointed the finger at Huang San.

"Get out. Huang San was indifferent.

"What are you talking about? It's my grandfather lying on this bed, and it should be you who goes out!" After that, the woman actually dragged Huang San with her hand.

No matter how the woman dragged him, Huang San was like an iron rod inserted into the ground, not moving at all.

"You!" The woman didn't expect Huang San to have so much strength, and in annoyance, she actually lifted the vase on the side and smashed it towards Huang San's head.

Huang San didn't move, and the vase exploded in the woman's hand, splashing a ball of blood.

"Girl, what's wrong with you?" someone came up and held the woman.

"You, whose child are you, why are you so naughty!Go, take me to meet your parents!" Someone took Huang San's hand and wanted to take him away.

"You don't deserve it! or rather, you. Huang San was indifferent.

"Yo!" immediately annoyed everyone in the room.

"Son, you come out. The man who had been crying noticed the movement in the house and hurriedly pulled Huang San out.

"I'm sorry, he's ......," the man explained.

"You don't have to explain! Grandpa is gone, you're late! You're deliberately looking for a child to toss me!" the woman's screams came out.

"That's it!" someone scolded.

"Little sister, I asked myself if I treated you well when I was a child, but why did you always target me today?"

In his opinion, he came as soon as possible and worked hard. But in the eyes of these people, their appearance today is a mistake!

"Humph!" the woman snorted coldly, and was helped to bandage her wounds.