"Brother Wolf, have you ever heard of zombies learning Taoism?"

Feng Qingyang said proudly, as if he had learned it.

"Woo woo ......" The white demon wolf whimpered, and he didn't know if he really understood, a pair of wolf eyes looked at the wind with clear and limited joy.

Stretching his waist, Feng Qingyang shook his arm, the feeling of being able to control his hands made him very happy, but there were also some flaws, his hands were able to move, but his feet were still not bent, they were still stiff, and his movements were still the same - jumping up and down.

A zombie and a wolf came out of the cave, only to see that the sky was already white, and Feng Qingyang knew that this time it was really time to rest.

"Brother Wolf, how long have I been in this retreat?" There are no years of cultivation, especially this retreat even forgot the time, but fortunately, it was not in vain, not to mention that the meridians were repaired, not to mention the meaning of devouring, and even more unexpectedly, he took the lead in activating his hands.

Although the hands are still not too flexible, but at least it is better than stiffness, steamed buns to eat one bite at a time, the road to walk step by step, the wind Qingyang thought.

The demon wolf let out a low whimper, biting his finger and looking at the edge of the cave, only to see that there were thirty deep scratches on it, thinking that this was the number of days marked by the demon wolf.

"Thirty days?" Feng Qingyang looked at the white demon wolf in surprise, although he knew that it was extraordinary, but such intelligence still made him a little frightened, where is this a demon wolf? This is clearly a wolf with human wisdom!

After learning that he had been in retreat for ten days, he silently counted in his heart a few times, calculating how long three years was, and the green outside the valley was green, and it was also the spring of the year.

"It's time to see if you can learn the 'Maoshan Rune'. Feng Qingyang said to himself, he has always been thinking about the famous spell of Maoshan Mountain, and he will set the heavens and the earth with a charm, what a majestic existence this is.

After returning to the cave with the white demon wolf, he picked up the booklet from the ground, put it on the stone on the side and opened it to study it carefully, although he had read it once last time, but his hands were stiff and he couldn't study last time, so he didn't pay attention to it.

Now that the meridians of both hands have been opened, then it is time to cultivate well. He closed his eyes and recalled the appearance of Leng Ruthless drawing talismans in the void in the ancient tomb, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of heart.

Zombies know Taoism, and gods can't stop it!

After reading them carefully, knowing that the sun was already shining outside the cave, he took a deep breath and closed the booklet in his hand.

"It turns out that the spell technique of the cultivation realm is made like this......"

The art of spells is not particularly difficult to learn, the first thing must be a person from the cultivation realm, because his first condition is to inject mana into the rune paper, if a mortal is asked to learn, even if he can understand it, he can't learn it.

The second point is to draw according to the 'Maoshan Rune', although Feng Qingyang can't understand the meaning of those twisting symbols, but he can draw inferences from his mind as an archaeologist.

"I guess those symbols resonate with heaven and earth!" muttered to himself. Looking at the pile of rune papers on the ground again, he picked them up and set them aside.

"Are they all broken so much?

It seemed that he screamed in pain, but no matter how you look at it, you will find that there is a smile on his face, it is very good to be able to learn this 'Maoshan Rune Dictionary', so why care about a few runes? Not to mention that there is a more advanced Void Drawing Talisman Technique in the back!

Thinking of this, he put the still good rune paper on a waist-high step in the cave, and gently pressed down with a small stone.

"By the way, now I don't have a pen or ink, I still can't do it!" Feng Qingyang was secretly anxious, and the feeling of being full of hair in front of him but not being able to eat it was really painful.

Turned to look at the white demon wolf on the side, and looked at it with a straight face.

"Woo woo......" The white demon wolf seemed to feel something, looking at the clear and shining eyes of the wind and shining, his whole body trembled, and he turned his head and wanted to run.

"Stop!"

At the moment when the demon wolf wanted to escape, Feng Qingyang took the preemptive action, and a loud shout suddenly frightened the white demon wolf, looking at its watery and pitiful eyes, Feng Qingyang secretly hurt his brain.

"Brother Wolf, what are you running, I won't eat you, in fact, I just want you to do me a small favor, can you help me catch a few hares in the valley or something?"

The demon wolf's eyes were stunned, and his trembling body also regained its calmness, probably understanding the meaning of the wind clearing, so it whined twice and ran out of the cave, and within half a pillar of incense, it ran back with a strange beast in its mouth.

"Mouse?" Feng Qingyang asked in surprise, only to see that the beast looked like a mouse on the earth, but its size was countless times larger, almost the size of an adult cat.

The rat was clearly not dead, and its small eyes were spinning.

"Forget it, it will be used, the mouse is also yin, and it can be considered to be compatible with my eight characters. ”

So he stripped it off three times and divided it by two, and the delicate and reliable mouse hair happened to be made into a rough brush, and the blood of the mouse was poured into the stone trough beside it.

"Brushes, blood, rune paper, everything!" Feng Qingyang shouted, throwing the rat meat to the demon wolf on the side. But I saw that it proudly kicked the mouse aside, and did not even look at it.

Looking at his actions, Feng Qingyang touched his nose depressedly and said, "This guy." ”

Holding his breath and keeping his spirit at its peak, Feng Qingyang picked up a brush and dipped it in the blood of a mouse, and then began to draw according to one of the simplest fire charms in the 'Maoshan Rune'.

Running the 'Taiyin True Sutra', pouring mana into the rune paper, one stroke at a time seems simple and disorderly, but it is a secret combination of heaven and earth, in such a short moment, the wind Qingyang felt that the mana had consumed several layers.

About half an hour later, I saw him put the brush aside, holding a messy rune paper in his hand and laughing, his expression was as weird as it looked.

He looked around, and finally locked his eyes on a corner of the cave, it was the poor mouse, who hesitated for a moment with the talisman paper, and finally threw it with one hand, and when the talisman was still in the air, he whispered: "Hurry Ruyi Order!"

Then he pointed his finger at the mid-air charm: "Hurry!"

As soon as the word came out, I saw that the yellow rune paper suddenly shook slightly, and finally slammed the gas and ignited the spark, which was extinguished again before it fell on the mouse.

............

"Damn!" Feng Qingyang raised his forehead with a black line, looking at the white demon wolf on the side, only to see a trace of disdain in its eyes.

"No, there must be something wrong with the rune paper. Feng Qingyang quibbled, and when he saw that the disdain in the demon wolf's eyes was even more obvious, he finally roared and started painting again.

"I don't believe it yet!"