Burning Heaven Dragon Emperor

Chapter 44 Yin-Yang Ghost Art
As the saying goes, time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it has been a month since Han Xiao returned from his home to Xuanbing Palace.

Speaking of which, when Han Xiao just returned to Xuanbing Palace, it really caused quite a stir.

After all, when he went down the mountain, he was still at the fourth level of the day after tomorrow, but when he came back, he had already been promoted to the first level of condensing energy!
You know, this is only a short period of one month!

This astonishing progress shocked the elders of the peak masters in the Xuanbing Palace all at once. In the end, they all attributed the result to Han Xiao taking some kind of strange fruit from heaven and earth.

Han Xiao didn't deny it either. After all, he did rely on the Yao Pill and Dragon Blood Vermilion Fruit to improve his realm.

But even so, no one dares to say that Han Xiao is a waste.

Han Xiao suddenly became a genius who was misunderstood by the world, a mysterious boy, and a man like wind.

……

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Twelve melodious bells rang in a row, spreading throughout every place in the Xuanbing Palace.

This is the signal from Xuanbing Palace to summon all disciples.

Sky Palace.

Han Xiao slightly opened his eyes. Since he practiced the "Evil Dragon Ten Thousand Emperors Kungfu" all night last night, he is still sitting cross-legged.

Listening to the deafening bell, looking in the direction of Yanwu Square, he murmured in a low voice: "It seems that there is another big event, take a look!"

……

When Han Xiao rushed to the martial arts arena, there was already a large group of disciples sitting densely under the steps.

On both sides of the martial arts arena, two pairs of young masters stood in unison, with long swords on their backs, their heads held high and their chests held high, in a heroic posture.

The team on the left is the masters of Jianjian Hall, and the team on the right is the master disciples of Shenmu Hall.

In the Xuanbing Palace, apart from the Nine Great Peaks Gate, it is also divided into two branches, the Sword Holding Hall and the God Eye Hall.

Zhijian Hall specializes in swordsmanship, while Shenmu Hall learns all kinds of Taoism to exorcise ghosts and catch demons.

These heroic young masters are all elites of Xuanbing Palace, and almost all disciples want to join their ranks.

On the steps, a middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing stood steadily in the center, his aura was like a deep abyss, and he exuded a kind of righteousness.

With sharp eyes, Han Xiao found Ye Xuan in the crowd at a glance, and walked over quickly.

"Xuan'er." Han Xiao yelled softly, and sat down next to Ye Xuan honestly and unceremoniously, which immediately attracted the hostile gazes of many senior brothers around.

Ye Xuan's pretty face blushed, she quickly straightened Han Xiao's body, bit her delicate lips and said, "My lord, all the brothers and sisters are watching, don't act foolishly."

"Hey, just watch." Young Master Han naturally didn't care about other people's gazes, but seeing Ye Xuan's blushing face, he didn't continue to take advantage of her.

"Xuan'er, who is that person on stage? Why have I never seen him before?"

Ye Xuan pursed her lips, and said softly: "He is the current hall master of Shenmu hall, and Ye Canghai, the father of the eighth master uncle, and his seniority is even higher than the head master."

Han Xiao was taken aback. The Eighth Master Uncle was Ye Jinglei, the master of Zhaixing Peak, who happened to be the master of his new younger brother Zhang Yunxiang.

Such a character, I am afraid that there is an existence at the level of an elder, but it seems that it is too young to be too young!
Soon, in the real Xuanbing Palace, more than 1000 inner disciples arrived one after another.

"What is this for?" Han Xiao was a little puzzled, and turned to look at Ye Xuan.

"I also heard from the master." Ye Xuan stretched out her plain hand and brushed the hair on her forehead behind her ears, and said with a smile: "In the next two days, the masters of the Jianjian Hall and the Shenmu Hall will open their own workshops. The altar preaches for a whole day, and then according to the performance of the disciples, a group of newcomers will be selected and absorbed into the two branch halls."

"Today, it should be a sermon in the Shenmu Church."

"So that's how it is." Han Xiao suddenly became interested. It is said that this Shenmu hall is for practicing various Taoism techniques for catching ghosts and subjugating demons. You can listen to it and verify it with your own [Yin-Yang Ghost Technique].

"Hmm." Ye Canghai on the stage cleared his throat, signaling for everyone to quiet down.

When the time came, everyone shut their mouths very cooperatively, and the whole square immediately became silent.

"Disciples, old man Ye Canghai is the current hall master of Shenmu Hall." After a short opening remark, Ye Canghai immediately got to the point.

"As we all know, our Xuanbing Palace is famous all over the world for its Seven Star Sword Jue and Ice Xuanjin, but my Taoism is also unique in the entire Xuanling Continent. Today, my Shenmu Hall will spend a day , to teach everyone the basics of Taoism."

"In this world, in addition to monsters and evil spirits, there are countless evil spirits and fierce ghosts that cause harm to the world. As disciples of my Xuanbing Palace, if you go down the mountain in the future, if you can't even defeat ordinary spirits, wouldn't you become the world's people? laughing stock?"

Suddenly, a rather simple-looking young man with a square face raised his hand and asked, "Elder Ye, are there really ghosts in this world?"

"That's natural." Ye Canghai replied patiently: "Where there are immortals, there are demons. There are six reincarnations, and there will naturally be gods, ghosts and ghosts. Your body is full of yang, and ordinary ghosts dare not approach you, so you They are hard to see."

"However, those of us who practice Taoism can use [Eye of Yin and Yang] to communicate with the two worlds of Yin and Yang, so that we can see those ghosts."

The corner of Han Xiao's mouth curled up. What Ye Canghai said was almost the same as [Yin Yang Ghost Art].

It seems that the Taoism in this world and my own Taoist secret [Yin-Yang Ghost Art] also have the same root and same origin.

Next, Ye Canghai introduced the six reincarnations, yin and yang reincarnation, etc., but they were all general talks without any substantive content.

After Ye Canghai finished speaking, Shenmu Hall sent several experts to the stage to explain in detail how to cast [Yin-Yang Eye], how to dispel ghost resentment, and open [Ghost Gate] to save dead souls.

Of course, these masters of Shenmu Hall also emphasized that all disciples are not allowed to try it lightly, otherwise it is very likely to hurt their own souls.In severe cases, it may even be life-threatening.

After Han Xiao listened very carefully to the explanations of three or four experts from the Shenmu Hall, a trace of disdain could not help but hang on the corner of his mouth.

Compared with his own [Yin-Yang Ghost Art], the Taoism of Shenmutang is completely inferior, but there is one thing that gave Han Xiao some inspiration.

That is, one of the elders mentioned that using one's own energy to chant Taoism spells can greatly enhance the power of Taoism itself.

Of course, this is also related to the attributes of Yuanli itself. For example, the disciples of Xuanbing Palace are basically Yuanli with two attributes of ice and water, and their lethality against evil spirits is extremely limited. The elemental power of the attribute is the nemesis of evil spirits.

"In my Yuanli, I automatically carry the breath of the ancient evil dragon. The ancient evil dragon devours everything. What kind of ghost dares to act wild in front of the evil dragon." Han Xiao laughed, thinking in his heart: If I use the ancient evil dragon If you use all your strength to cast [Yin-Yang Ghost Art], wouldn't it be possible to sweep away all resentful spirits?

Han Xiao was overjoyed: Haha, no matter what millennium mausoleum or ten-thousand-year ancient tomb, he can run amok!
But at the next moment, Han Xiao shook his head and smiled wryly again. He was no longer the Captain of Touching Gold, but he was still thinking about robbing the tomb. He was really useless!
　Roll for tickets!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)