Chapter Seventy-Five: Xuanbing Spirit Body

Regarding the tangled love story between Yan Ling and the man in the long robe, Xiao Xiaobai was only slightly curious and emotional, and he was not interested in delving into anything. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Although he was lucky not to die in the hands of Yan Ling this time, he was also absorbed by the ghost pen a lot of blood. Xiao Xiaobai, who was deficient in qi and blood, sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced quietly, coupled with the vitality energy contained in the drop of Yanghe water in his heart to nourish his blood and body, he finally recovered most of it.

"Hey.. What are you looking at? I have flowers on my face?" Xiao Xiaobai, who slowly opened his eyes, saw Yan Ling looking at him as if he was close at hand, and couldn't help but hurriedly dodge back, glaring at her and not having a good air.

Yan Ling looked at Xiao Xiaobai with a smile and said, "You kid, it's really surprising to me! You have recovered your qi and blood so quickly, can it be that the treasure on your body can actually provide you with rich vitality energy? I have to say, you kid is really quite mysterious." ā€

"What's the matter, don't call me master, I'm a kid again?" Xiao Xiaobai glanced at her.

"If you like, I can call you master, too! I don't care! But I don't think you like it when I call you that! I don't know your name, so I'll call you boy," Yan Ling sat on the edge of the bed with a smile, still playing with the ghost pen in her hand.

Xiao Xiaobai, who had no choice but to glance at her, had to say in a muffled voice: "My name is Xiao Xiaobai, you can call me Xiaobai." ā€

"Small. Xiaobai, your name is really unique!" Accidentally looked at Xiao Xiaobai's Yanling, her beautiful eyes flashed slightly, and she couldn't help but smile: "I remember, a little white dog raised by one of my sisters in the past was called Xiaobai. ā€

Xiao Xiaobai, whose face turned black when he heard this, couldn't help gritting his teeth and looking at Yan Ling, stretched out his hand, and with a movement of his heart, the ghost pen had already flown out of Yan Ling's hand and fell into his hand.

Xiao Xiaobai, who was holding a ghost pen, got out of bed directly and went straight to the desk.

"Just kidding you, don't be angry!" said Yan Ling, who had come to the side as if teleporting, as if teleporting.

"Are you kidding?" Xiao Xiaobai, who was sitting on the chair in front of the desk, looked at the ghost pen in his hand with his eyes squinted, and his fingers touched the tip of the pen to try the edge of the ghost pen, and then couldn't help but say: "Before, you injured Ling Xue's hand and sucked her qi and blood, is it also a joke?"

Yan Ling was stunned for a moment, and then smiled with a moving expression: "Oh, you're talking about the little girl who touched the ghost pen before!"

"Small. Hehe, calling your name always reminds me of the little cutie raised by my former sisters." Laughing and seeing Xiao Xiaobai turn his head and look at himself with a slightly sharp gaze, he hurriedly said: "Master Xiaobai, you know that little girl, right? Let me tell you, she is not ordinary!"

Xiao Xiaobai frowned slightly when he heard this, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "It's not ordinary?"

"Because her body is born with aura, and it is a kind of cold aura, the ghost pen likes the qi and blood energy that contains this aura the most," Yan Ling said with a smile: "That girl has a special system, if she cultivates, she may have some achievements!"

The physique is special, and the body contains yin and cold aura? Xiao Xiaobai raised his eyebrows lightly when he heard this, but he was not surprised. In fact, he had also discovered that when he injected his internal qi to help Ling Xue recover his qi and blood, he felt that Ling Xue's body seemed to be very eager for his internal qi and greedy to absorb it. If you are a true monk, your body will be more in tune with the aura. But if a person who has not cultivated will slowly absorb the aura in his body, then it means that the system is indeed special. This kind of system, in the world of monks and immortals, is called the innate spirit.

"The cold and cold aura in Ling Xue's body seems to be the Xuanbing Spirit Body! People in this kind of system generally have a kind of cold temperament like no one should enter, if they cultivate the immortal cultivation method of the cold attribute, they will get twice the result with half the effort, and they will enter the realm quickly," Xiao Xiaobai, whose eyes flashed slightly, secretly thought in his heart: "It's a pity, the earth is already in the era of the end of the law, otherwise Ling Xue's talent would have been discovered by some monks and carefully cultivated." ā€

Looking at Xiao Xiaobai's silent appearance, Yan Ling, whose eyes flashed, chuckled and said: "Xiaobai, the blood on that girl's body is a good thing, it can be called spiritual blood, whether it is to draw powerful spiritual runes, or to use it for medicine, it is good." ā€

"Huh?" When Xiao Xiaobai heard this, he couldn't help but suddenly raise his head, his eyes looked at Yan Ling with some fierceness, and sneered: "Using human blood into medicine, you really have no taboos! If it weren't for that, I'm afraid it wouldn't have attracted that Taoist priest to kill you, right?"

Yan Ling sneered: "My master, your thoughts are really simple! I admit that the young master is not a righteous gentleman, and he has not done anything that ordinary people look evil. However, do you really think that Taoist priest is here to destroy demons and defend the Dao? Bullshit! He just learned that the young master has treasures such as ghost inkstones and ghost pens, and he came to seize the treasures. The other reasons are just excuses. In order to enhance their own strength, these cultivators can't do anything? They think they are above the world, but in fact they are even more unscrupulous and have no bottom line. The world of cultivators is a world of the jungle. Your strength is so weak now, if you let some real cultivators know that you have a treasure like the ghost inkstone and ghost pen, I'm afraid I will have to change masters soon. ā€

"You don't have to test my heart, you don't have to stimulate me. I naturally have my own rules for how to behave. If someone else wants to rob me of something, then we have to see if he has the ability," Xiao Xiaobai said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

looked at Xiao Xiaobai's Yanling with a slight brightness, and couldn't help but smile more at the corner of his mouth: "Yes! Your brain is not stupid, but I hope you won't be overconfident." ā€

"I see that you bought some cinnabar and yellow paper, are you going to draw talismans? I can teach you how to draw spirit runes, it seems that your teacher is not bad." However, even if it is for his own master and apprentice, he has to be careful. If you let them know that you have a ghost inkstone and a ghost pen, you will get into trouble," Yan Ling said, turning her head to look at the bag containing cinnabar and yellow paper behind the door.

Xiao Xiaobai, who frowned slightly, couldn't help but say, "You don't need to say much about this, and my master is dead." ā€

"Dead?" Yan Ling, who was stunned, couldn't help but look at Xiao Xiaobai with a smile on her chest with her hands around her chest: "Since that's the case, then I'll be your master for the time being." Don't dare to say anything else, I follow the young master, even if I haven't eaten pork, I've seen pigs run. At the beginning, the young master's talisman making skills were relatively top in the whole of China at that time. Young master's ability, I can be regarded as having learned seventy-seven-eighty-eight, and it is enough to teach you. You only need to learn two or three points, as long as you don't take the initiative to get into trouble, it should be enough to save yourself. ā€

"You taught me how to draw talismans?" Xiao Xiaobai glanced at Yan Ling unexpectedly and couldn't help laughing.

Seeing this, Yan Ling couldn't help but glare: "Why? Look down on me? Could it be that you think that your ability to draw talismans is better than my young master?"

"I don't dare to say that, I can only be regarded as a beginner," Xiao Xiaobai, who waved his hand and smiled, shook his head and said, "However, I really don't believe you can teach me anything." ā€

"Hey, boy, deliberately provoke me, right? If I don't show you my hands, will you really?" Yan Ling was a little angry: "Don't believe it, right? Bring me a few pieces of yellow paper, and I'll draw a few talismans for you." When the time comes, you'll know what a true rune is. ā€

Xiao Xiaobai was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled with interest: "Okay, I'll bring you yellow paper!"

Xiao Xiaobai, who got up and went to get some yellow paper back, smiled and put it on the desk: "Wait, I'll help you make a little cinnabar." ā€

"No, just give me the ghost pen!" Yan Ling smiled confidently and stretched out her hand to Xiao Xiaobai.

Xiao Xiaobai was stunned when he heard this, but still handed the ghost pen to Yan Ling. He was curious about how this glamorous spirit was going to draw talismans.

Yan Ling, who took over the ghost pen, directly put the tip of the pen into the inkstone, and the moment the tip of the pen touched the inkstone, there was a blood mist surging on the inkstone, turning into a blood-colored liquid like ink.

The spirit, which had been dipped in some blood-colored liquid with a ghost pen, was drawn directly on the yellow paper neatly laid out on the table.

Laugh at.. With Yan Ling's skillful sketching, some ghost-like runes quickly appeared on the yellow paper. However, the bright red rune like blood soon smoked and burned. Yan Ling didn't finish drawing a single rune! The whole rune paper burned a big hole.

"Hey, what are you drawing?