Thoughts are like water accumulated in the heart, one drop a day, each drop gathers, accumulates over time, and accumulates into a spring for a long time. This spring is unfathomable, and only when it erupts, can we know the depth.

I gradually realized in my heart that the more I miss this lovesick killing, the longer the time, the greater the power! But when I see the lovesick person, this lovesick killing will be broken.

I saw that Huang San's body realm was released, and this was actually a pale pink realm! In the realm, he saw a lot of people who missed him......

Huang San put away the realm and continued to cultivate Acacia Killing, he always felt that there was something missing.

He vaguely remembered that the woman had been thinking about it for ten years, and she was able to kill the supreme Wei Du of the demon clan with one blow, which was really a bit terrifying.

That's right, it's a momentary burst of skills! If you don't move, you will be killed!

Huang San's eyes flashed with a hint of girlish powder......

Repression, endless repression. The thoughts in my heart are planted as seeds, one tree in ten years, one life in ten years!

Whew! Huang San exhaled a puff of powder......

"Next, I will practice this secret method of Hushan. Recalling what the old man Hushan said, he had some questions in his heart to think about another day.

He took out the secret method of Hushan and put it on the table, and after studying it carefully, there was no difficulty in stumping Huang San. Closing the book, Huang San began to cultivate.

A trace of ghosts emerged from the center of Huang San's eyebrows, floating around, roaring and roaring. Huang San opened his eyes, he probably understood the mystery of this secret method of Hushan, controlling people's souls, taking people's bloodlines and magic weapons for their own use, cultivating with ghosts, and those who have achieved great cultivation will devour their bodies by ten thousand ghosts.

Huang San frowned slightly, isn't the devouring of ten thousand ghosts just turning into ghosts? he has cultivated with ghosts all his life, and in the end he will become a ghost?

Jing Guan had doubts in his heart, but Huang San had already chosen to cultivate, but as everyone knows, this is the foundation of his last survival in the world......

The ghost roared by, Huang San could already break through to the third layer, but he didn't have time, and now that he had the opportunity, he naturally wouldn't let it go.

With one experience, Huang San laid several sound insulation spells around his body, and the ghosts around him screamed, and Huang San would take something from them every time he broke through.

It's a ghost, and the only thing that can be taken away is a ghost!

"Shhh If it weren't for the Zen wood beads in his hand, I'm afraid he would have gone mad at this moment.

Crunch! Like the rusty iron door being opened, there was the sound of glass breaking, flushing, and footsteps sounding in Huang San's ears one by one, and these sounds stopped abruptly with the sound of glass breaking.

The Zen wood pearl in his hand flashed, and all the ghosts around him retreated. This Zen wood bead is a gift from Jueneng, how can it not suppress a few little ghosts?

Those ghosts instantly quieted down, and were broken through by Huang Sanyi one by one.

It is said that when he was young, the old man of Hushan once took the soul of a Taoist of the same level as himself at a glance. This move made the old man of Hushan one of the geniuses at that time!

I saw that Huang San's pink pupils turned into gray pupils, and the mark of Hushan detached from the center of his eyebrows, and appeared in front of him, his gray glow was shining, and there was a kind of invincible image for a while!

Whew! Huang San exhaled lightly, and ten ghosts suddenly appeared in the room! These ghosts are the products of the survival of the fittest! Those who can stand here are the elite among the ghosts!

Huang San frowned slightly, this seemed to be a little different from Zhuge Qian's Hushan secret method. The other party is still supported by three layers or a hundred ghosts, and he only has ten ghosts left?

The ten ghosts were blurred, as if they were wrapped in an invisible film, making Huang San unable to see their faces clearly.

"Hushan Shiwei, willing to serve the master!"

In an instant, Huang San felt that the ten ghosts in front of him were a little strange. I'm afraid these ten don't belong to me!

A gust of wind blew, and it rolled up the secret method of Hushan on the table, and a phantom shadow was projected on its withered yellow page, and under careful observation, it was the old man of Hushan.

"Master!" Huang San didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly saluted.

"They are the ten guards of Hushan, the ten most talented in the hands of the old man, respectively!"

The old man of Hushan had a flat face without a trace of emotion.

"Shadow!"

I saw one of the ghosts disappear, and there was an extra shadow under my feet.

"Soul Arrest!"

A ghost stretches out iron chains around his body, these chains are the most special, they can directly pass through the body and hook the soul!

"Five links!"

saw a ghost turned into Huang San's appearance, but his temperament was more fierce.

"Magical powers!"

A ghost opened his blue eyes, Huang San looked at it, and he actually felt a feeling of dizziness, as if he had become a pig!

"Bloody!"

A ghost looked at it with red eyes, and suddenly his body was shattered, turning into pieces of minced meat, floating in the air! Huang San felt that his body was as if he had been dressed up by life, and he screamed in pain, and only then did he return to his original form!

"Knife Labor!"

A burst of dark green poison erupted from a ghost's body, and Huang San held his breath. Who would have thought that skin contact could also cause poisoning, Huang Sanku did not say anything to expel these poisonous gases that invaded the body.

"Five odds!"

I saw one of the ghosts turn into five afterimages, and it circled around itself, and suddenly, the soul was weak and cold!

"Go!" the old man of Hushan snorted coldly, and Huang San's soul returned to normal.

"Ghost Mother!"

Huang San hurriedly prepared when he heard this, but one of the ghosts just shook and didn't make a move on Huang San.

"Gu Yu!"

But I saw a ghost with ten necks and nine heads, spreading his wings and rolling up gusts of yin wind.

"Xingtian!"

There was no response, and the called ghost didn't care about the existence of the old man of Hushan at all.

Huang San frowned slightly, these ten ghosts seem to be better than him, whether this is a good thing or a bad thing has not yet been decided.

The ten ghosts turned into gray qi and merged into the mark of Hushan, and the phantom of the old man of Nahushan was slowly dissipating.

"Congratulations to the master!" Huang San fell to the ground and bowed.

After sending away the old man of Hushan, Huang San's eyebrows had a little more sorrow, and after thinking for a long time, Huang San sighed and continued to cultivate.

This time, it's still the time technique that Qing Daozi gave him. He had already learned the first two, while the latter ones were a bit more advanced and he needed a longer time to comprehend.

The third art of time is called reappearance, and the fourth is called the future. Both are derivatives of the first two temporal spells.

Huang San's cultivation reappeared, depicting the time rune, and for a while, he was surrounded by blue light, only to see Huang Sanyi pointing out, and a green light shot out.

Qingmang landed on the wooden table in front of him, and saw that the wooden table actually grew green branches and green leaves.

To recreate is to show the past of an object, which is no longer fixed, but full of randomness. This time the green branches are full of leaves, and next time it may be dead branches and leaves.

It's like a straight line with a fork, full of endless possibilities!

In the future, the opposite is to reappear, and the table may decay in the future, or it may absorb enough energy to become a spirit. But if it develops in normal time, it must still be a table.

The two techniques of time are opposite, but they have their own characteristics. It's just about giving things a possibility on the basis of what they are.

Huang San tried the future dozens of times, but always failed at the last step. Whenever the time rune formed, and Huang San was about to wave his hand for the last step of condensation, the time rune would collapse and disappear.

Finally, when he failed for the eleventh time, Huang San felt an invisible force that erased the art of time when it was about to take shape!

Huang San's brows furrowed slightly, he didn't know what kind of power it was. But I have limited time, so I can't continue to spend it.

Moreover, in the future, I feel that there is indeed something missing from this technique.

No longer hesitated, Huang San cultivated the Tianyan Dao Method, and Huang San was very curious about this Heavenly Calculation Technique. Thinking of this, Huang San recalled his past bad luck.

Huang San suppressed the excitement in his heart and opened this book of Tianyan Dao Method.

"Where's the word?" Huang San was slightly stunned, this Tianyan Dao method has nothing to do with him?

But I saw five big characters and a few dots appear on the book.

"Trying to load ......"

“？？？”

Huang San sighed lowly, this Tianyan Dao method is really unique, and the path taken is not something that normal exercises can take!

After a while, these five characters finally disappeared, and the dense characters appeared on the paper, just a glance, which made Huang San feel terrified.

"It's too dense!"

Huang San held back his nausea and studied the exercises seriously.

Huang San patiently looked at the first page, but found that this page was full of nonsense, it actually recorded that the Heavenly Dao was a woman, and how beautiful this woman was, Huang San saw that in the end, this Heavenly Dao was extremely beautiful......

Turning to the second page, this page is much more concise.

"Wait, loading......"