Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

"Six-segment light, not bad!" Su smoke is more excited than Ye Xiaomu, "You are rich!"

The speed of color spread slowed down, but did not stop, filling the third grid.

Seven paragraphs of light...

"No... it’s eight-segment light." Su Yan saw the color still spreading, and took a breath, and by this time, she was really excited.

The octagonal light grid was also filled, however, the color did not stop, and the two men climbed to the last one under the watchful eyes.

"Nine Duanguang!"

Ye Xiaomu almost jumped up and looked down at Su Yan. She found that she was still on the table and staring at the test paper.

"Have you?"

Su Yan did not say anything, teared off the test sticker, took out a new one, posted it on it, re-examined it once, or Jiu Duanguang.

"This is impossible..." Su Yan sucked in air.

"Why not."

"Nine Duanguang's implements, you know what it means, and the super sects are the treasures of Zhenshan! How can Liu Laotou's foreigner disciples who do not enter the stream!"

"This is not the old man."

Ye Xiaomu tells the story of the mysterious woman giving her notes and decapitation.

After Sue heard it, he couldn’t get up in his chair.

"Scorpio, Ye Shaoyang..."

The master who was the strongest in the world.

"That said... The girl must be someone around Ye Shaoyang. It is probably a ghost-caught alliance. Other people can't have his notes... It's not surprising, but why should she give you notes?"

Ye Xiaomu shrugged.

For a long while, Su Yan suddenly remembered something, and suddenly took a table. "You are also surnamed Ye, and there is no father, is it... is he your father?"

Ye Xiaomu snorted and shrugged: "Don't be kidding, this is impossible."

"That's ok, haha! You are the dagger, and most of them are his instruments. You think about it, you take the nine-segment light device, and you are surnamed Ye, and go out and say that it is the son of Ye Shaoyang, and others will definitely believe it!"

"is it necessary!"

"Yes, if you encounter a powerful mage in the future, this trick will definitely work!"

Ye Xiaoluo took care of her.

"Hey, can you show me that note?"

Ye Xiaomu took out his notebook directly from his jeans pocket and threw it at her.

Su Yan stayed.

"How do you carry it with you?"

"I don't dare to let go of my family, I am afraid that my mother will find that this dagger is also only with you."

Su Yan picked up his notebook and looked at the sentence written by Ye Shaoyang. He said with excitement: "Scorpio is really the handwriting of Ye Shaoyang..."

"how do you know?"

"The rumors of the rivers and lakes are that his words are particularly well written, better than many calligraphers, and the second world is not found in the magical world, and this sentence is indeed his motto."

She smashed Ye Xiaomu and blinked. "I am the little girl who is with him."

芮冷玉?

It seems to have heard her say this name before. Ye Xiaomu asked who she was. Su’s attention was focused on the notes. She didn’t take care of him. She looked at it for ten minutes and closed her notes. She took a deep breath and shook her head: “I can’t believe it. , Da Zhoutian vomits the heart of the law... the supreme practice of the magical world..."

After calming down, Su Yan returned the notebook to Ye Xiaomu.

“Is this method useful to you?”

"Of course! The mind is used for raising gas. No matter what martial art, most of them are universal. If I learn it, the strength will definitely go up a step. No, it is a few steps!"

Ye Xiaomu gave her notes and said: "Then you take it and watch it. I watched it for a while, and I used to carry it all down."

Su Yan looked at him fixedly.

"Do you know the value of it? You don't have to say it in the big Sunday, and there are the essentials of the various sects written by Ye Shaoyang. God, once this thing is announced, it will cause countless mages to compete, even Fight for life!"

Ye Xiaomu’s mind emerged in addition to a group of people fighting for the Sunflower Collection and Jiuyin Zhenjing in the martial arts drama.

Su Yandao: "You are not a mage, you don't understand the situation. In short, this thing is worth the price, are you sure to show it to me?"

Ye Xiaomu laughed and was too lazy to answer this question.

"Xiaomu, you are too honest. If you meet someone who is scheming, you must lose. You will remember it later, don't just tell others about yourself."

In the end, she did not take the notes away. Instead, she took every page with her mobile phone, returned the notes to Ye Xiaomu, and then repeatedly told him, notes and decapitations. Don't tell anyone.

Ye Xiaomu asked her many questions about spiritual practice and the knowledge of the magical world. Su Yan explained it one by one and benefited him a lot. Then he helped him analyze and plan the future cultivation path.

"Practice, on the one hand, relies on vomiting, to accumulate infuriating, and then there are spells. You now have the best mind, you still need to practice spells. Do you want to practice which spells?"

Ye Xiaomu scratched his head as soon as he heard it. He didn't even know which major factions of the spell.

"Which is the painting of the mantra like Liu Laotou?"

"That is the Daomen spell." Su flue, "The upper limit of the magical spell is very high, but the painting of the curse takes a long time to practice. Ordinary people's words are just basic skills. They can't be practiced for three or five years."

"I want to try." Ye Xiaomu doesn't know much about the spells. He just thinks that the Taoist priests who use the magic to capture ghosts and monsters in the movie are cool. He wants to be the core power of a mage, and he becomes such a master.

Su Yan thought for a moment: "Spell is hard to learn by yourself. You need a teacher, and the Daomen spell needs a lot of medicine. I will look back for you, but you can't play with them at home?"

"This... can wait for me to go to college, and I can rent my own house when I get there."

"Also, you have the books left by Liu Laotou. There are many Taoist spells inside. You can learn the characters first. I will give you some paper and cinnabar."

I chatted for a while, the time was not early, the two went out to take a taxi home, Ye Xiaomu wanted to send Suyan, but thought she was much more powerful than herself, just for now.

After returning home, her mother Xie Yuqing has not returned yet. Ye Xiaomu was expected to come and greet Xue Qi who is still watching TV in the living room. Xue Qi did not ask him where to go. Ye Xiaomu returned to the room, but not at all. Sleepy, thinking of the thrilling experience before, my heart is still very excited, and spit for two weeks to sleep.

The next day, Su Yan asked him to meet him, and then sent a large bundle of charms and a few pounds of cinnabar to him. When he returned home, Ye Xiaomu excitedly found the brush and started the road of the character.

Fortunately, he was forced to practice calligraphy by his mother when he was a child. After two years of hard work, he was less trained. He also wrote for seven or eight years. He was free to open the books left by Liu Laotou and found the simplest name. The charm of the "ground fire symbol" began to simulate.