Chapter Eighty-Six: Inheritance of Magic

"Vajra Mantra, Five Poison Secret Transmission, Invisibility Technique, Corpse God Curse, Huh? Su Xingxuan nodded while looking at it, and secretly said that this horse thief leader is really a good fortune, these spells are in addition to the five poison secret transmission, each of them is a profound technique that can only be circulated by those thousand-year-old cultivators, especially the corpse god curse, which is the secret method of refining corpses in ancient times, Su Xingxuan has never heard of it, but after just a few glances, he already feels unfathomable, which shows how amazing the inheritance of this horse thief leader is.

However, as the so-called success is also Xiao He, defeat is also Xiao He, although these spells have fulfilled the horse thief leader, but also harmed her, because the whole wall is densely packed with all kinds of magical spells, but there is no way to practice, the horse thief leader should just practice a random pass, each spell has dabbled, and it also leads to refining that person is not human, ghost is not a ghost, and it can only be said that her qualifications are good, but she did not go crazy, but there are some self-contained trends.

While watching, Su Xingxuan wrote down these spells that could make people break their heads if they took out a random one, until he saw the last spell that occupied about half the size of the entire wall, and he was stunned.

"This, this, how is this possible, this kind of supernatural power is still circulating in the world. Just a faint glance at the last magic power, Su Xingxuan's face suddenly turned to the side, almost rushing close to the wall, almost greedily looking at the wall in front of him.

"Sumeru mustard seeds, is it really Sumeru's mustard seed technique?" Su Xingxuan looked at the dense record in front of him in disbelief, if the few spells just now just made him feel a little bit about the fortune of the horse thief leader, then the simple five words in front of him made him boil.

As the saying goes, there is no first, there is no second, there are many Taoist magic spells, if you want to say which one of them is the strongest, I'm afraid no one can say why, but there is a spell, which is definitely the top one, that is, this Sumeru mustard seed technique, Sumeru mustard seed technique, is to use something as a carrier to open up a space, when this magic power is cultivated to the extreme, it is to open up the world, and there is no longer a problem.

The legendary mountains and rivers of Nuwa Niangniang, the sleeve of Zhenyuan Daxian, the Buddha country in the palm of the Buddha, the great supernatural powers that shocked the Three Realms, are all the existence of this Sumeru mustard seed technique used to the extreme, and now, this earth-shattering technique appeared in front of Su Xingxuan's eyes, how to make him not shocked.

Of course, it doesn't mean that he will be able to refine Sumeru's mustard seed technique if he falls into his hands, after all, if he wants to wave his hand, swallow the stars and take the moon, and load the magic power required by Qiankun is not something that can be performed by a Sumeru mustard seed technique, but even the simplest Sumeru mustard seed technique, for him, it is definitely the biggest gain of this trip.

After a long time, Su Xingxuan recovered from that excitement, looking at the wall full of spells in front of him, he knew very well that with his current strength, it was basically impossible to learn the spells on this wall quickly, not to mention anything else, let's just say that the technique of Sumeru mustard seeds, without three or five months of research, I am afraid that it will be enough to even figure it out, let alone perform it directly.

After thinking about it, Su Xingxuan still planned to expand all the spells on this wall first, and keep them for future research later, no wonder when she fought with the thief woman before, she always used the cloak to cast spells, I'm afraid that the thief woman applied the technique of Sumeru mustard seeds to the cloak, so it is so powerful, Su Xingxuan thought about it while writing down the spell.

In this way, it was not until dawn that Su Xingxuan copied all the spells, checked them several times, and confirmed that there were no mistakes or omissions before Su Xingxuan nodded, and a piece of yellow talisman fell on the wall, burning the wall that recorded countless precious spells to ashes, and then turned back to Yizhuang.

"Su Daoyou, you're back, where did you go this night?" As soon as he stepped into Yizhuang, he saw Uncle Jiu greet him and said.

"Oh, Uncle Jiu, it's nothing, I woke up yesterday and felt energetic, so I wanted to go out to collect qi and practice, but before I knew it, I practiced until late at night, I was thinking of coming back late at night, but I was afraid that you would all sleep in the middle of the night, and I was afraid of disturbing your rest, so I meditated outside and came back after dawn, how about it, are things done?" Su Xingxuan said with a smile.

"So that's the case, Su Daoyou, you are too outside, what are you afraid of in the middle of the night, just come back, we cultivators are not so squeamish. Uncle Nine looked at Su Xingxuan with a look of surprise and said.

Su Xingxuan smiled when he heard this, "It's not that I see the outside, just like what you said Uncle Jiu, we cultivators are not so squeamish, I walk in all directions, and I am used to eating and sleeping in the open air, anyway, I am also outside, so why call you up again, there is no need, besides, this night's practice, my harvest is not small, you don't care." ”

Hearing this, Uncle Nine had no choice but to nod, "Okay, since you have said so, then I won't say more, by the way, in order to celebrate the complete elimination of horse thieves in the village, they will come to my house today to celebrate, this is why Daoyou, you have made a great effort, you must hold a party at night, drink a few more glasses." ”

"It must be, but let's talk about it at night, speaking of which, I tossed around outside all night, I want to go and freshen up now, rest and rest, Uncle Nine, don't mind." Su Xingxuan nodded.

"Look, I knew you weren't resting well. Uncle Nine said with a clear face, "Let's just say that you are polite, you still don't admit it, okay, okay, go and rest there, and taste my craft in the evening." With that, Uncle Nine went out with a smile.

Looking at the back of Uncle Jiu's departure, Su Xingxuan shook his head and said softly, "It's not that I see outside, it's just that I can't rest well during the day, how can I deal with those three powerful ghosts at night, I don't want to be busy for two days in a row without rest." Saying that, Su Xingxuan shrugged his shoulders and went back to the room to rest.

However, although it was resting, Su Xingxuan didn't mean that he slept until late at night, he actually woke up at noon, but he didn't leave the room.

Sitting on the bed, Su Xingxuan looked at a book on the bed that was still glowing with ink and the corpse pill that looked like a topaz, it was the two treasures that he got from the thief's den this time, when he was in the thief's den before, because of the wrong occasion, Su Xingxuan could only bring things back, and now, Su Xingxuan planned to take this corpse pill to make up for his shortcomings in cultivation.