Urban Witcher

"Big Zhoutian... No way." Mao Xiaofang was shocked, "Is there really a big Zhoutian who expresses his mind?"

Ye Shaoyang patted himself on the chest, "Others don't know, anyway, I really know how. Don't be polite to me, I got this idea by accident, it's not my sect's exclusive spell, it doesn't matter if I pass it on to you. "

Mao Xiaofang was not calm anymore. Although he didn't drink any wine, his face was flushed because of excitement. He suddenly cupped his fists at Ye Shaoyang, gritted his teeth and said, "If I can learn it, I won't refuse. Thank you brother!"

"Eat and drink well, and then I will teach you!"

After eating and drinking, Ye Shaoyang taught him the method of Da Zhou Tian's breathing method. After he fully understood it, he let him try breathing out and went to sleep by himself. After waking up, he saw Mao Xiaofang in a daze. Sitting on the bed in a daze, he asked, "How is this method?"

"I... I breathed out two Zhoutians, my breath was not disturbed, and the true energy I gained was several times that of Xiao Zhoutian's mind!"

"Of course," Ye Shaoyang said that he knew the result a long time ago, "I said before, with your talent, you can definitely control this set of mental methods, but you just used it, and you can breathe in two weeks at most a day, and you can't change it. More, and the number of times can be increased in the future.”

Mao Xiaofang rubbed his chin and pondered: "I have experienced it before. With my Dao heart, I can only breathe out four Zhoutians a day at most. I am not greedy for too much. This is already a very big miracle!"

Then he remembered something and asked Ye Shaoyang: "How many days can you breathe out every day?"

"Eight."

Mao Xiaofang was shocked on the spot, his voice was almost trembling because of his excitement: "The zhenqi harvested by Da Zhoutian's breathing method is at least three times that of Little Zhoutian, even if it is three times, you can breathe out eight a day. Zhou Tian, ​​this is equivalent to... ordinary people practicing for more than ten days, at least ten days! This... is unbelievable!"

"What's unbelievable, otherwise you think I'm promoted to Lingxian." Ye Shaoyang was a little complacent, and then thought of his situation, and suddenly felt a little unhappy, sighed, "It's just that now that the dantian is destroyed, even such a small character wants to bully I, when the other two come, they probably won't take me seriously."

Not to be seen by others, in the eyes of some calm masters, it doesn't matter at all, Qing Yunzi is like this, and he has kept it a secret for a lifetime, if it is not for the two apprentices to stand out in the end, maybe no one will die Knowing his true strength, but Ye Shaoyang is different, he doesn't like the feeling of playing a supporting role.

Mao Xiaofang picked up the wine glass, toasted him, and said: "What's the matter? You will recover sooner or later. At that time, you must show your hand in front of these people and raise your eyebrows. When the time comes, call me. I want to see the stunned look!"

Ye Shaoyang murmured: "Yes, I think about it too, I hope this day will come sooner."

After waiting in the inn for two days, on the morning of the third day, Ye Shaoyang was knocked on the door by Miaoxin, telling him that Lu Xiaoqing and Chen Xiaoyu had arrived, and that in Cao Yuxing's room, since everyone wanted to act together, she still hoped that they could meet up.

Ye Shaoyang also felt that it was nothing. Anyway, even if he hated it, he thought it was two more Cao Yuxing. So go with him.

"By the way, one of my senior sisters is also here, so we have another helper."

"Your senior sister?" Ye Shaoyang was a little puzzled, "I remember you said... You didn't come here alone, where did you come from?"

"It's not my real senior sister, she's a lay disciple from Chimei Mountain. She has a very good relationship with me. This time I heard that I'm here, so I came with them, but she has a very cold personality, so don't mind."

Ye Shaoyang hurriedly said where.

Mao Xiaofang asked suddenly: "Well, Junior Sister Miaoxin, the lay disciple of Chimei Mountain you mentioned is Wutong?"

Miao Xin was taken aback, and said, "How do you know?"

Mao Xiaofang smiled and said: "Senior Sister Wutong, she is too famous. When you mention the second generation disciple of Chimei Mountain, she is the first one that comes to mind. You said that she is cold, which fits the rumors in the world. Secondly, he is also the seventh disciple. It is reasonable for one of them to appear together with the other two, so Pindao would take the liberty to speculate."

Miao Xin nodded and said: "You are very smart, you are Senior Sister Wutong, come with me."

On the way past in the corridor, Ye Shaoyang thought about what Mao Xiaofang said, and guessed that this Wutong was also a beautiful human being. He really didn't like dealing with this kind of girl, but he had to bite the bullet and go in.

There was only Cao Yuxing in the room, together with two men in their twenties, a monk, but they were all dressed up in ordinary clothes, and they looked like they were dignified. Sitting in front of the coffee table, Cao Yuxing was pouring tea for them courteously.

After the meeting, Miao Xin briefly introduced that the monk was Lu Xiaoqing, and the Taoist was Chen Xiaoyu, both of them were from a sect whose name Ye Shaoyang had never heard of.

When Ye Shaoyang was introduced, Chen Xiaoyu waved his hand and said, "Got it, I heard Junior Brother Yuxing just said that he is an outer disciple of Xuanqing Mountain." The contempt was beyond words.

Ye Shaoyang didn't pay attention to him, he suddenly raised his head and saw a colorful grimace stuck outside the window, he was startled, and immediately rushed over, but that "ghost face" jumped in, with both hands only on Ye Shaoyang's face. Ye Shaoyang reacted very quickly. Although he didn't know what the opponent was, he just slapped it with his backhand. With 70% of his mana, he slapped that thing's face resoundingly. Ye Shaoyang's own hand was shocked and hurt. But that thing was also knocked to the ground by him, and with a strange cry, it got up and wanted to pounce on Ye Shaoyang again.

"You slave, don't be rude!" Chen Xiaoyu scolded, and the thing stood on the ground, and Ye Shaoyang saw clearly that it was a monkey, but with red and white faces, it should be a kind of baboon, which looked like a ghost. Like, it's no wonder that I admitted my mistake just now.

This thing sat on the ground, covered its face with one hand, and grinned at Ye Shaoyang with a very resentful expression, as if it was very dissatisfied with Ye Shaoyang's slap on itself just now.

"This is my demon servant named Monkey King." Chen Xiaoyu came over and yelled at it softly: "Go aside!"

The Monkey King was a little aggrieved immediately, jumped onto the window sill, gave Ye Shaoyang a hard look, and jumped out.

The demon servant... This guy turned out to have raised a demon servant. Ye Shaoyang couldn't accept it.

Although raising evil things as servants has existed since ancient times, and there is no prohibition in the magic world, but there are not many people who actually do this. After all, raising evil things is not particularly glorious, so generally mages who are practicing Knowing how to do this kind of thing, Ye Shaoyang himself is an exception, and he has raised so many...