When Jing Yuanbai saw the smile on the corner of Xia Fan's mouth, he faintly felt that something was wrong, and when he heard Xia Fan say that he was from the Xuanwu Sect, his expression immediately froze, and then his face was ugly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After thousands of calculations, Jing Yuanbai never thought that Xia Fan would be a disciple of the Xuanwu Sect, but the facts were in front of him, so he couldn't believe it.

Jing Yuanbai suddenly understood, the emotional other party had already known his identity, and he was waiting for him here, if his expectations were good, there was a chance that the thing would have fallen into the hands of the Xuanwu Sect and even this person.

Thinking that the Xuanwu Sect knew that he was coming alone, Jing Yuanbai couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his back, and a scene of himself being besieged by many Xuanwu Sect disciples came to his mind.

Jing Yuanbai instinctively looked at the window in the room, but just when he wanted to make a move and jump out of the window, he suddenly thought of something.

Wait a minute! If you are really surrounded and escape from the window at this time, it will be useless, maybe you are in the ambush of the other party, this person appears alone, maybe you are not surrounded at all, it must be that other Xuanwu Sect disciples have not arrived yet, or this person is simply alone!

Thinking that Xia Fan might just be a person, Jing Yuanbai couldn't help but think about the treasure in his heart, his originally ugly face suddenly changed, and his fierce face was revealed, and he didn't know when he was already holding a four-foot single knife in his hand, and he shot the case and took Xia Fan's head directly.

Facing Jing Yuanbai's knife, Xia Fan sneered and took out the long sword from behind his back, and at the same time as the sword swept away, he dodged into the wing room and drilled out of the window.

As soon as Xia Fan's feet hit the ground, he didn't look at it, and slashed upwards with a sword, and sure enough, with a ding, the long sword in his hand and the single knife in Jing Yuanbai's hand collided together, and Jing Yuanbai turned over several zhang with his strength.

After two simple confrontations, although Xia Fan seemed to have a slight upper hand, he was secretly frightened, this person's strength should not be underestimated, his strength was limited in public, and he had a faint tendency to be invincible, if he did not perform the stunt of pressing the bottom of the box, he would definitely not be this person's opponent.

In his mind, Xia Fan turned around and left, seemingly ignoring Jing Yuanbai at all.

"Where to go?"

As soon as he saw Xia Fan fleeing, Jing Yuanbai immediately became anxious, this is the low level of the Xuanwu Sect, maybe there is a disciple of the Xuanwu Sect nearby, this disciple named Xia Fan is more likely to want to find reinforcements, how can he give up and leave, Jing Yuanbai couldn't help but chase after him.

The two of them fled and chased, Xia Fan's speed was not slow, but that Jing Yuanbai had the strength of the peak of the Xuanwu Realm, and his speed was not much slower than Xia Fan, and there were many people on the street, and Xia Fan was caught up in a moment, and he couldn't help but secretly complain.

After Yuan Bai chased after him, Xia Fan had to fight hard with him, that Jing Yuan Bai was originally cultivated to be higher than Xia Fan, coupled with the splitting power of a single knife, the long sword in Xia Fan's hand became more and more difficult to resist, and it was not long before he was split into a shop, and Jing Yuanbai also chased in.

A piano sounded, and the people who went in through Yuanbai came out quickly, and after they came out, they retreated again and again, holding a knife and waiting angrily.

"Be a long one!"

The sound of the piano started again, and Jing Yuanbai's face became more and more solemn, but he didn't see any movement in the house for a few breaths, and at the same time a voice came.

"Jing Yuanbai, how innocent are you in the city, can you dare to fight outside the city?"

Looking for the sound, I saw that Xia Fan had jumped on the roof at some point, and after putting down the words, he turned around and jumped, and his figure became farther and farther away, and Jing Yuanbai roared angrily: "Why don't you dare!" and chased after him.

Walking from the roof, Xia Fan's speed was obviously a lot faster, the spiritual power under his feet surged, and his body jumped seven or eight feet, although Jing Yuanbai tried his best to catch up, he couldn't close the distance between the two of them.

Out of the East City Gate, Xia Fan ran out of six or seven miles in one go, and saw that there were many forests and trees here, and it was relatively hidden, so he stopped, and arrived through Yuan Bai in a short time.

"Xia Fan, right? You are not my opponent, surrender quickly! Hand over the baby, I can spare you from death!"

After Jing Yuanbai arrived, he didn't do it directly, but looked at Xia Fan from a distance and talked about what kind of treasure.

Hearing Jing Yuanbai say this, Xia Fan couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, remembered something, and suddenly roughly understood why Jing Yuanbai appeared here.

This thing is the strange short knife that Blacksmith Li gave him at that time, and the treasure that Jing Yuanbai said is this thing nine times out of ten.

While guessing in his heart, Xia Fan naturally would not admit it, even if he did, it was the moment when he killed this person.

"I don't know what baby!

Because people have three souls and seven spirits, there are also three major techniques and seven minor techniques in soul dementorship.

The three souls are the main life, and life is life and death.

Seven spirits are the seven emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love and hatred, and desire.

The three major techniques are to summon the yin soul, the yang soul, and the soul of the heart (not taught by that strange man, I learned it later by another adventure).

The Seven Minor Techniques are the seven temperaments of manipulating people through the Soul Breaking Eye.

Everyone may think that it is mysterious and incredible, but whether you believe it or not, these folk secret techniques were once upon a time the ability of the ancestors to be proud of.

Hey, but it's a pity that under the impact of the flood beast of Western culture, how many folk secret arts have died out, and it can be said that there is no one in ten.

Since I have the privilege of inheriting the secret arts, I will write about my experience as a story, mainly to let everyone know about the art of spiritualism.

Of course, there are some things that I can't write too seriously, and even if they are, please don't take them seriously, and I'm not a Taoist priest, and I can't hunt ghosts, but spiritualism can expose me to this kind of thing.

I'm not a fortune teller, and I don't know fortune telling, but spiritualism can peek into the heart, and if you stand face to face, I'm sure I can guess the little ninety-nine in your heart.

Finally, when it comes to spiritualism, everyone will think of hypnosis, which is actually witchcraft in foreign countries, and later became a science after being studied systematically and scientifically.

China also has hypnosis, and it has a long history, in ancient times it was called Zhu Youshu, and the folk called it Jumping God.

What I want to remind everyone is that whether it is ghost hunting, fortune-telling or hypnosis, in fact, nine out of ten are liars.

If you are interested, you can take a look at my experience, but please look at it with a normal mind, there was an insider who asked me to help with spiritualism, and my reply was, I'm sorry.

If I was young and vigorous, I would stand up without saying a word about what happened to you, but after touching the nail and suffering hardships, I would not be so reckless, and I also saw a lot, there are some things I really can't change, only you can change.

I've been so verbose, and I haven't gotten to the point yet, so where to start, my writing is not good, and I won't set up any suspense, so let's talk about it directly, just start with being bullied by Wang Xiaohu in my third year of high school......