Is this something I can do without being afraid? Obviously not, my heart is beating so fast. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I controlled my eyes to look left and right, and my hands were clinging to the branch in front of me, and suddenly, my right thigh felt hot, as if something had escaped from it.

The figure of the old man who had been talking to me about "what people live for" during the day gradually condensed in the air in front of me under my stunned gaze.

He smiled like a ghost and opened his mouth at me: "Your path of cultivation, if you don't have my help, will be broken." ”

Seeing such a strange scene, where did I have the heart to listen to this old ghost, I was already frightened, my hands and feet trembled, and I wanted to roll down from the tree, but my body seemed to be surrounded by a layer of cold air, and I suddenly couldn't move.

"What are you afraid to do? Refuse to be afraid, fear is something that only the weak do. Haha, I'm here to help you, I like to help people the most in my life. I see that when you cultivate, your vitality doesn't like to run towards you, and I can help you change that. ”

His face was full of wrinkles, and in the moonlight, it was so terrifying, and he floated in the air like a ghost, where would I have the heart to listen to his nonsense? I don't want to be afraid! But my heart was uncontrollably scared to the point of no return.

What should I do if he chokes my neck? It must be painful, right? I didn't dare to look at him, but my eyes were so unbelievable that the old man in front of me couldn't turn his mind at some point, and I could only stare at his terrible face.

His wrinkles unfolded, as if he was no longer smiling, his mouth opened, and he said to me, "I have a copy of the Yin and Yang Method, which can make the Yuan Qi regain interest in you and enter your body. ”

As he spoke, a book with a pitch-black cover suddenly appeared in his hand.

"You can talk. ”

"Ahh

I wanted to scream and shout for help, but the cold breath that had escaped from my throat jumped back, making my throat seem to be choked by a cold breath, and I couldn't make a sound again.

Where would I believe what a ghost says? At this time, maybe it's not a question of whether I believe it or not, but I'm scared. I'm scared, where will I care if I can cultivate any ghost vitality.

The fear at this time made me just want to get out of the situation that made me fearful.

His face was cold, and I heard him say, "You can't carve rotten wood......!" Hmph! Lao Tzu repeats, Lao Tzu has a cultivation technique in his hand that allows you to be promoted to a third-level warlock within a month, do you want it or not?"

"If you don't want me, I'll kill you!"

I felt the chill that covered my head dissipate somewhat, and I turned my head away, looking away from his horrible face. Don't just kill me? Do I have a choice? No, I can only nod.

"Hmph, take it!"

He reached out and shoved the black book into my clothes. I felt the cold air stuck in my throat disappear, I cleared my throat, coughed a few times, and looked at him with my head down, only to see that he was still floating in front of me, staring straight at me, so I said in fear: "Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Listening to you talk during the day, I thought you were a little smart. If Lao Tzu wants to kill you, he can make you disappear into the world with a raise of his hand!" Seems a little angry.

I was even more frightened, and I shrank my head and didn't dare to look at him. My body was still unable to move, and there was still a layer of cold aura covering me. Only the functions of the head and throat can still be controlled by me.

It's so quiet all around. Even the original insect chirp seemed to be frightened by this terrible old man.

What did he do with this cultivation technique for me? Could it be that the ghost had to make that person a little stronger before harming someone, so that it was interesting?

But he said that practicing this technique would definitely allow my cultivation to be promoted to a third-level warlock within a month...... This made my mind detach from the horror in front of me, and I began to think about my miserable days of cultivation.

I'm fed up with changing roommates countless times a year. I'm fed up with vitality floating around my head, as if laughing at me!

If I can be promoted to the level of a third-level warlock within a month, then my future will be bright! I will also become as powerful as those high-level warlocks in the martial arts training field, running on trees! Like a teacher, I can run freely on the water! Like a dean, I can run freely in the air!

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?" I said firmly, looking up at his wrinkled eyes, which were barely visible. Still a little scared, I only looked at him for two seconds, and then staggered away, casting myself on a beautiful leaf bathed in the moonlight on a branch that grew on a plane tree.

I know that pie doesn't fall from the sky for no reason. He gave me a decision to cultivate the technique, and he must have asked me to do something for him. So I might as well ask him directly about his purpose.

As I finished speaking, the wrinkles on his face widened a little, and he let out a chuckle and said, "That's what it looks like." It's worthy of being a person who is destined for me. Mingren doesn't say secret words, what do you want you to do, I will tell you after you become a third-level warlock, your task now is to concentrate on seducing Yuan Qi to your damn dantian!"

After saying that, his figure blurred, as if a thick fog had touched his body, so that I could not see clearly.

Until he was completely covered by the fog, and then I felt another heat in my right leg, as if something damn had jumped into my right leg. Then, all of a sudden, the cold aura that covered my body vanished.

"Ahh

I fell from a tree.

Sleepless nights.

I thought about it all night.

My right leg felt hot again and again, and no matter how ignorant I was, I knew it had something to do with the old man. Could it be that his "soul" resides in my right leg!?

The first time I met him on a bench on a busy street, and shortly after I picked up the piece of "black cloth" he had left on the bench and later disappeared into my pocket......

Later, when I put the "black cloth" in my pocket and planned to leave, I felt a heat in my right leg, and at that time, the "black cloth" must have gotten into my leg!

This explains why my right leg was hot before, and the ghost old man floated in front of my eyes. As soon as my right leg got hot again, he disappeared from my eyes.

On top of that, he also said that when he saw me cultivating, his vitality didn't like to run towards me. He must be on my lap to know my cultivation situation.

Thinking of this, the hairs on my right leg stood up in fear. This old man is actually living on my right leg!

My right leg trembled with fear.

Seeing that he must want me to cultivate this kind of ghost "Yin and Yang Law", if I don't cultivate, he will definitely harm me. But this book is ghostly when I look at it, and after cultivating, will I become a ghost like him?

As for what he said about cultivating this technique, I would be promoted to the level of a third-level warlock in January, which was not very attractive when I completely calmed down.

Just imagine, in the face of life-threatening fear, what is the importance of the level of vitality cultivation?

I've heard that he is a ninth-level warlock with the ability to run in the sky, and such a powerful monk must be able to subdue this ghost old man.

Make up your mind, just do it!

With apprehension and anxiety, I finally waited for the dawn. This night, my chest felt as if I was being weighed down by a boulder, and I was extremely exhausted, as if I had fought with the zombies in the endless wasteland for a day and a night.

I walked on the way to the building where the dean was.

"Deming, why is your face so ugly? Are you doing useless work without rest all night (he means that I can't absorb the vitality into my body, but I want to persevere)?"

Liu Yu stood in front of me and continued with a concerned face: "It doesn't matter if you can't become a monk, you don't want to be like this. ”