The base of the martial arts hall, a side hall.

The old hall owner held a cyan incense stick, blew lightly, and the incense head ignited sparks with a snort.

Green smoke curls, and a faint fragrance escapes.

Sylvia, who was standing on her side, took a breath, and suddenly felt that her mind was clear and transparent, and all kinds of troubles and distracting thoughts seemed to fade away in the fragrance.

"This is the Yu Shen incense handed down by the ancestor of this sect, which is used for conditioning and Yu Chang spirit, which can greatly improve the probability of beginner qi machine sympathy. ”

"Some of the raw materials needed to make this incense have long been extinct, and the results of laboratory molecular synthesis are too poor...... Now there is not much inventory in the hands of the old decay, it can be said that it is used a little less, and it is very precious!"

The old pavilion owner inserted the incense stick into the crystal incense burner in the center of the mahogany floor, and continued to say lightly: "Since the old man promised, as long as you sacrifice yourself to *** lure Raymond, no matter whether you succeed or not, it will help you cross the qi sense level, and naturally you will not break your word...... This Yu Shen incense is the key!"

Sylvia was originally a cheerful person, but at this time, under the prompting of Yu Shenxiang, he thought about it and was even more unhappy: "Yu Shenxiang should be very helpful for apprentices to cultivate true qi, right?"

"Even if the results of molecular synthesis in the laboratory are poor, if the quantity makes up for the quality, it should not be much worse...... Why not promote it on a large scale?"

The old hall owner smiled, "This kind of thing will have a miraculous effect if you use it occasionally, and if you use it too much, it will have no effect......

Sylvia believed it and didn't ask again.

The old hall owner shook his head secretly in his heart, this woman is indeed worried, if she changes to Raymond's kid, it is unlikely that she will ask such a seemingly shrewd, but actually superficial question, maybe she can guess the true effect of Yu Shenxiang according to the old man's words.

In fact, although Yu Shenxiang is good, when the supply was sufficient, it was only used by the middle and high-level of the door to open the back door for some blood relatives who were not qualified, uncertain, and could not sprout a sense of anger for a long time.

Using this substance, it is true that people can quickly concentrate and enter the best state when cultivating, for a long time, the natural skill is improved rapidly, and the effectiveness of this substance will not decrease sharply with the increase in the number of uses, as long as the dosage is moderate, the more you use it, the better the effect.

However, this practice is like a flower cultivated in a greenhouse, although it grows well, it is inevitable that it will always be blown away by the rain and wind outside, after all, when you are facing the enemy, the enemy will not allow you to light a stick of incense first, and then use the medicinal power of cigarettes to concentrate and then do it.

It is important to know that in addition to perseverance, martial arts practice is indispensable from beginning to end, relying on qualifications in the early stage and understanding in the later stage.

Perhaps, for ordinary people, the harm of spiritual dependence may be insignificant compared to physical dependence, just like tobacco is compared to drugs, but for martial arts practitioners, the harmfulness of spiritual dependence and physical dependence is indistinguishable, and it is a taboo in practice.

A martial artist who is separated from the tranquilizing medicine and cannot adjust his mental state anytime and anywhere is more like a second-level cripple among martial artists, no matter how high his skill is, he is not able to use it!

The old hall owner collected his thoughts, glanced at the burning incense, and said lightly: "While the effectiveness of Yu Shenxiang has not yet reached its peak, you can tell me about Raymond's performance first...... I know he's turned you down, what I need to know is the detailed process, try to be as specific as possible to every conversation and expression you have with him!"

Sylvia opened her mouth, she didn't want to say that she might not remember it so clearly, but she thought about it a little in her mind, and the process of walking with Raymond all the way before was vividly in her mind, and it was extremely clear - Yu Shenxiang was so strange!

Organizing the language slightly, Sylvia was about to tell Raymond all the things tonight, and the old man would occasionally interrupt and ask a question, often hitting the nail on the head, touching the subtle joints that Sylvia himself had not noticed, and even making Sylvia blush, shy.

When the incense stick was halfway burned, the old man stroked his beard and pondered, and his eyes flickered for a while, before he looked at Sylvia, who was sitting cross-legged and expectant, again.

"Alright...... Let's get started!"

The tone was soft, and Sylvia only felt that the voices in her ears overlapped and overlapped through her mind, echoing repeatedly in the depths of her consciousness, cleansing her spiritual sentiments like a natural sound, unconsciously closing her eyes and reveling in it.

I don't know how long it took, she gradually forgot about herself, and entered a strange realm that seemed to be asleep but not asleep, and she was about to wake up but not wake up, and she was suddenly hot, as if she was in a furnace, and the wisps of heat slowly penetrated into her body along the hundreds of millions of pores around her body, and finally gathered into a ball in the lower abdomen, tumbling and boiling like compressed steam.

The incense trembles, and the spark is extinguished.

The old man's eyes flashed, and he covered Sylvia with one palm, and a faint true qi rushed out, carrying curling green smoke around Sylvia, and the wind and drizzle penetrated from her hundreds of millions of pores, urging the medicinal power of Yushen incense to the limit, and forcibly helping her to concentrate and concentrate with the pure and subtle red shadow true qi, and the qi machine sympathetic.

The air fluctuates, faintly refracting a red rainbow light, like a burning translucent gas......

After a while, the old man withdrew his palm, his body swayed slightly, and disappeared, leaving only Sylviamo, who was sitting on the same ground, with a sense of luck gradually getting better.

......

A study room lined with bookshelves and an antique atmosphere.

The light and shadow on the futon flashed, and the figure of the old hall owner sitting cross-legged was condensed from the virtual reality, raised his hand to pick up the tea set on the quaint low table, and was just about to cook tea, suddenly sighed lightly, and put it down again.

"There are distracting thoughts in the heart, and the tea cooked is turbid and difficult, so it is better not to cook ......"

"Bloody Mirror...... The Horseshoe Island story is played again!"

As soon as the words fell, the light in the room immediately dispersed, and an image of an ancient mirror surrounded by blood and flames appeared in front of the old man, and then the ancient mirror was shattered, turning into a scene of Raymond fighting wits and courage with the giant rat under the hundred-year-old tree on Horseshoe Island and finally winning, and then switched to a high-definition satellite image, Raymond's expression changed for a while between the beaches and reefs by the sea, and suddenly he picked up a pot of blood and drank it without blinking, and then pondered for a long time, and pretended to be nothing......

From beginning to end, the old man looked extremely seriously, and his eyes flashed.

"The blood addiction has been completed, which means that his physique is quite in harmony with the Chiyang True Qi and even the Red Shadow True Qi...... What is still rare is that he has discovered the secret of blood addiction, and he can still restrain the greed for flesh and blood in the depths of his body, not bad!

The old man stroked his beard and his head, and his eyes showed a look of satisfaction.

As the core practice of this sect, the Red Shadow Heart Method has only been successfully cultivated with one hand in the upper and lower generations, which is undoubtedly precarious for the inheritance of this sect, and it makes him often feel worried.

Any good seedling who is likely to practice the Red Shadow Mind Method is worthy of his attention and cultivation.

Of course, there are many disciples who are qualified to cultivate the Red Shadow Mind Method, but there are still only a few people who have truly practiced the Red Shadow Mind Method, and the mystery is naturally not so simple.

This time to send Sylvia to lure Raymond is also a test, Raymond has achieved success in martial arts, and it is when he is complacent, he can still resist the female *** sex and maintain his heart, which is really rare.

This made him more confident in whether Raymond could cultivate the Red Shadow Mind Method, even though Raymond himself was still at a loss.

Or, the old man suddenly said solemnly: "Blood Mirror, the information of Raymond Horseshoe Island and his party is listed as an A-class machine seal, and no one is allowed to check it except me!"

With a flash of light, the blood-filled ancient mirror reappeared, and a large letter "A" appeared on the surface of the mirror, and at the same time emitted a locked mechanical sound.

"In the future, I will be notified as soon as the information about the apprentice Raymond is ......"

As soon as the words fell, the blood mirror flashed, and Raymond's call recording immediately sounded in the room: "Hey...... I am an apprentice Raymond, I was attacked on the side of the road in Building 37 of Cypress Street, a man and a woman, I have been dealt with, I hereby report, please report on my behalf, please report to the senior brother on duty on my behalf......"

The old man's face stiffened when he heard this: "......"

No disciple has ever been so able to cause trouble during his apprenticeship, and his murderous intent is so heavy, in just one summer, this is the third time he has wiped Raymond's ass and ***** and carried the corpse, right?

It's like two of them this time!

If this continues, when he reaches the C level in the future and officially starts to go out in the field, won't the entire martial arts hall logistics team become his corpse collection team?

......

When I got home, my parents and sister were asleep.

Raymond went straight to the bathroom to rinse, and then stepped into his room with his blood-stained clothes, his fingers touching the light switch, and he was about to press it but suddenly released.

The slight breathing on the bed did not escape his increasingly sensitive ears.

"Sister, people are scary and scared to death, aren't you asleep, why did you suddenly run to my bed?"

Sure enough, Sister Yan's voice came from the bed: "Why did you come back so late?"

"Send a senior sister home tonight...... Raymond walked to the side of the bed casually, dropped his bloody clothes, and slammed into the pink nightdress on the bed.

Bang!

Raymond fell back under the bed without surprise, and couldn't help but rub Sister Yan's sore, numb lower abdomen, looking depressed.

"It seems that you didn't succeed, otherwise you wouldn't be in such a hurry......" Sister Yan smiled proudly, retracted her slender jade feet, got out of bed from the other side, and Shi Shiran went back to her room to sleep.

In the darkness, Raymond smiled silently, got up and closed the door, and found the medicinal wine to wipe the wound.

......

Early the next morning.

Lei Yan yawned and walked out of the door, suddenly felt that there was something abnormal in the house, turned around and came to the door of Raymond's room to take a look, and couldn't help but sigh softly, and wondered: "Bastard boy so early today?"

When he came to the bathroom, he habitually stuffed himself and Raymond's dirty clothes into the washing machine, and suddenly whispered: "What the hell, what about his clothes?"

After thinking about it, she came to Raymond's room again, opened the wardrobe and took a closer look, and sneered: "I actually wear long sleeves on a hot day, I want to see what the hell you are hiding from me?"

A moment later.

Lei Yan kicked her high heels hard, like a female soldier on the march, came to the trash can downstairs resolutely, put on plastic gloves and rummaged through, and after a while, she turned out a plastic bag containing dirty clothes.

Tearing open the bag, the bloodstains that greeted her eyes changed her face.

"Bastard, you were hurt and you hid it from me?"

After a few checks, the bullet hole on the short-sleeved left arm made her face even worse.