Huang Ting

After chatting with the second master about Hu Bayi and himself, Hu Xiuwu thought of the news he saw on the plane:

"By the way, Second Master, I saw at Jianghu Inn that all Northeast Shamans were dispatched. Do you know what happened?"

Second Master Hui hovered next to Hu Xiuwu, the darkness around him changing like clouds, and there was some surprise in his tone:

"The whole shaman lineage is dispatched? This is a big event. The last time all the disciples were dispatched was to defend against foreign enemies decades ago."

"What else can happen these days that warrants the dispatch of all Northeastern shamans? I have to ask my old friends who are still in the Northeast."

Hu Xiuwu was a little curious: "Oh, Second Master, can you still contact the fairy family in the Northeast in Sijiu City?"

Does the Immortal family still have such means to send messages thousands of miles?

Unexpectedly, when he finished speaking, Mr. Hui gave him a sideways look: "You kid, do you think I'm an old antique?"

"Of course I called other immortals in the Northeast to find out the situation from them."

Hu Xiuwu: I was careless.

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Early the next morning, Hu Xiuwu, who rarely had time to spare, went to see Wang Ye.

When he arrived at Wang's house and met Wang Ye, Hu Xiuwu found that Wang Ye was different. His eyes were filled with spiritual light, his breath was long, and he had an organized way of walking, sitting and lying. He was not like before, and his whole body was loose and loose.

It seems that Wang Ye has obtained the true inheritance in Wudang. Hu Xiuwu raised his eyebrows, put his arm around Wang Ye's shoulders, and whispered to him:

"Okay, Xiaoye, in just one summer vacation, you can learn real things from Wudang."

Wang Ye quietly replied: "Grandpa Zhou and Taoist Master Yunlong didn't treat me as an outsider. My dad and Master Zhou mentioned it and said they wanted me to study in Wudang for a while, and Master Zhou agreed."

As the boss of China Shipping Group, Wang Weiguo knew something about the alien world, otherwise he would not have agreed to Wang Ye going to Wudang to practice, and he also found an alien as his deputy.

Hu Xiuwu patted Wang Ye on the shoulder and said, "Since you have recovered from Qi, are you interested in meeting me? I also want to experience Wudang Tai Chi."

Hu Xiuwu usually quarreled with Wang Ye, and Hu Xiuwu could rarely outsmart him. This time he had a great opportunity to 'teach' Wang Ye in an honest and fair manner on the basis of giving advice on Wang Ye's skills.

Hu Xiuwu was already gearing up in his mind, planning to teach Wang Ye a lesson.

Unexpectedly, Wang Ye seemed to be aware of Hu Xiuwu's little thoughts and glanced at him with contempt:

"Young master, I heard Aunt Hu say before that you were sent to Maoshan a long time ago. Your Qi training experience and cultivation level are definitely better than a novice like me.

"Since I already know the result, why should I fight with you? If I want to practice my skills, wouldn't it be better to compete with my brothers in Wudang? Why should I have to get on the pole to get beaten?"

Unable to stop Wang Ye with one sentence, Hu Xiuwu continued with some reluctance:

"Are you really not going to give it a try? Your brothers and sisters are all far away in Wudang, and they are not in Sijiucheng either. I am so close."

Wang Ye said lazily: "I don't practice Qi to compete with others. Now is the peaceful era. I just need to be able to make ends meet with my skills."

"Tsk."

Hu Xiuwu sighed softly, feeling a little regretful.

"Huh," Wang Ye glanced at Hu Xiuwu with his eyes wide open, "I know you're not holding back anything good."

"I haven't seen Xiaotian and the others for a long time. Let's go sing with them today."

"Sing again, are there any other activities?"

"Xiao Tianxin bought a game console, why don't you go to his house to try it?"

"OK."

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After returning to Sijiu City, Hu Xiuwu's life suddenly became comfortable. The only pity was that Wang Ye never agreed to fight with him.

In addition to hanging out with Wang Ye and practicing the Golden Light Spell at home, Hu Xiuwu still had a lot of time.

He finally had time to perfect the attack method of the Ghost Tomb, modify the original air pump structure, turn it into an air gun, and then go to the hardware store to buy a handful of steel balls.

From now on, Hu Xiuwu can use the ghost tomb to imitate the magical power of snapping his fingers.

Although Hu Xiuwu didn't have the Golden Eyes that matched the snap-finger magical power, so he couldn't perform ultra-long-range and beyond-visual-range attacks, he still carried an air gun with him and had a long-range attack method.

During the trip to King Xian's Tomb, Hu Xiuwu also learned the Wind and Fire Order and controlled the Tushita Fire.

Now that he had free time and the means, he could try to refine the three corpse needles again and use Tushita fire to burn away the resentment of the golden-scaled anaconda inside the three corpse needles.

Although this move will reduce the toxicity of the Three Corpse Needle, without the resentment of the snake soul inside the needle, Hu Xiuwu can try to use his Qi warmth to nourish the Three Corpse Needle and turn it into his own treasure.

Hu Xiuwu's control over the Killing Order, or his control over his own emotions, has improved to a new level, and he no longer needs to use the powerful three corpse poisons to arouse his emotions.

While Hu Yunxuan went to teach and Hu's mother went out to buy groceries, Hu Xiuwu was the only one left at home. He hid in Master Hui's house and sealed the windows and doors to prevent anyone from noticing anything unusual.

He took out the Three Corpse Needles from his waist and placed it on the ground, running the Wind and Fire Order, and Hu Xiuwu spit out a golden thread of fire from his mouth.

A bean-sized piece of Tushita fire fell on the three corpse needles, and immediately burned violently like sparks meeting gasoline.

A ball of fire ignited on the three corpse needles, illuminating the entire room so brightly that it was impossible to look directly at it.

Fortunately, the Tushita fire has no temperature and does not burn gold, stone or wood. It only uses human emotions and corpses as fuel.

Therefore, the Tushita fire burned fiercely, but did not damage the floor, and the Three Corpse Needles did not change in any way in the fire.

Hu Xiuwu stood in front of the fire, feeling dazzled but not burning.

Second Master Hui also floated out from the spiritual tablet, watching this scene with interest,

He had only heard other immortals describe the Seven Killing Orders of Gods and Ghosts before, and had never seen the complete Seven Killing Orders of Gods and Ghosts with his own eyes. The first time he met Hu Xiuwu (and was beaten), he did not recognize Hu Xiuwu.

The Killing Order executed by Shugo.

The former owner of the Three Corpse Needle, Gao Laosan, deliberately tortured the snake soul he sealed in the needle in order to arouse its resentment and enhance the toxicity of the Three Corpse Needle.

The Tushita Fire used the resentment of the Jin-scaled Boas as its raw material and lit a fire on the ground. It burned for a long time before it was finally extinguished.

The resentment of the golden-scaled anaconda was far beyond Hu Xiuwu's imagination, but it was still not as much as that of the mantis and worm that had died in the hands of King Xian. It was the resentment accumulated by King Xian for two thousand years.

The Tushita Fire, which was ignited by the resentment of the mantis and worm, was so bright that it illuminated the originally dark gourd cave.

Hu Xiuwu picked up the three corpse needles on the ground. Although the flames on the three corpse needles were blazing just now, after taking the three corpse needles, they still felt cold and bone-like.

Hu Xiuwu sent his Qi into the inside of the three corpse needles. The situation of the three corpse needles was a little different from what he thought.

Under the erosion of so many years of resentment, Snake Soul's spirituality has long been corroded and riddled with holes.

Once the resentment was gone, the snake soul no longer wanted to be as lively as before, but instead sat sluggishly in the three corpse needles.