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Xue Yi is obviously not in this category.

Wen Yue and Tu Shanjun discussed the use of ghost hands earlier, and after much deliberation, the only candidate was Master Xue.

He is a veteran on the battlefield and has survived mountains of corpses and seas of blood, so his willpower should be fine.

At the age of forty, he is at his peak and his energy and blood are unbeatable, enough to control that object.

Whether it's the innate ability to break through or the master's power obtained through the use of evil ways, it's great if it can be used for one's own use.

Wen Yue took out a jade box and placed it on the stone table: "Master Xue, the things inside may give you the strength of an innate grandmaster."

Hearing this, Xue Yi was immediately stunned.

Then he opened his mouth in astonishment and looked at Wen Yue in disbelief: "Prince? Are you kidding me?"

This is so shocking.

But Xue Yi's thoughts turned quickly. Both the old man and the prince stepped into the innate master and became the immortal master. Maybe that secret could also allow him to break through the innate master.

Xue Yi's eyes immediately lit up and he started to tremble with excitement.

He really didn't expect that the prince would be willing to share the secret of becoming an innate master with him.

Most people who get this kind of secret will either keep it for the rest of their lives or not tell others at all, and they may even take it to the coffin.

But this prince is actually willing to let him know, which is really shocking.

Since two people succeeded, it is enough to show that the success rate of this secret method is high. Maybe Xue Yi also had the opportunity to explore the secret of innateness and become an immortal master who flew into the sky and escaped from the earth.

Shocked, moved, excited, and complex expressions all converged on his face.

Xue Yi bowed his head and said, "I, old Xue, don't know how to say nice things. The prince treats me with sincerity, and I will never let him down."

Wen Yue helped Xue Yi up and explained: "It doesn't have to be like this. I need to make it clear to Master Xue first that the success rate of this method is not too high, and there are some sequelae."

"If I fail, I will never blame the prince."

Although he was impatient, Xue Yi still suppressed his excitement and assured Wen Yue.

Wen Yue opened the jade box.

Lying quietly inside was a pair of ghost hands that looked as dry as tree bark.

The ghost hand is green and black. If you ignore the wrinkled appearance, it looks a bit like a jade material.

"Gudu."

Xue Yi swallowed unconsciously.

Pupils inevitably shrink.

He is also a person who comes out of the battlefield. If too many people die, weird things will happen and dirty things will be born.

So he recognized what this thing was at a glance, and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, with chills all over his body, and the energy in his body was ready to go out.

This thing itself represents evil.

Chujiu was also shocked. Just looking at these hands made his heart tremble, and he felt terrified unconsciously.

Sneaky things are not new, but there are immortal masters guarding the city, which is far safer than the wilderness.

It was the first time for Chujiu to look directly at the body of a ghost.

Wen Yue ordered: "On the ninth day of the lunar month, go and guard the door. No one is allowed in."

"Don't worry, sir."

Chujiu himself didn't want to stay any longer, those dry palms really made him feel horrible.

Wen Yue took out a piece of paper and laid it next to the jade box. On it were written the scriptures for activating ghost hands and the use of mudra.

At the same time, he handed over a dagger and said: "Master Xue, in a moment you will drop blood on these hands, then recite the scripture silently and use the mudra."

"Don't be nervous if anything unusual happens."

“Try to suppress it, control it, and then harness it.”

"I understand."

Xue Yi took the dagger with a solemn expression and stood nervously in front of the jade box.

Use a dagger to cut your finger, squeeze out blood and drip it on.

The blood was instantly absorbed by the ghost hand, and the dry ghost hand became much plumper as if it had absorbed water.

At Wen Yue's signal, Xue Yi did not dare to neglect and quickly started reading the scriptures according to the piece of paper, and his fingerprints were also done very standardly.

After all, he is a master of the Zang Refining Realm. He can memorize these things at a glance. It is also relatively simple to imitate a few magic formula hand seals.

Moreover, this is a secret method of the left way, and ordinary warriors can also use the magic power in their inner energy to activate it.

With the activation of the mudra, the internal energy in the body circulates along the meridians.

The ghost hands in the box immediately jumped up and stuck to Xue Yi's hands.

Then it melted in.

Black mist poured in along the meridians, and sharp nails grew on the fingertips of Xue Yi's hands.

The lines climbed up, and the whites of his eyes were instantly dyed black.

The violent and murderous spirit surged.

Wen Yue stood ready, holding the soul flag hidden in his arms in his hand. He would take action directly if he felt any discomfort.

Tu Shanjun inside the soul banner also looked solemnly.

"ah."

A low growl sounded.

Xue Yi's face became distorted, and his body turned into a ghost.

The hands are completely assimilated by the ghost hands.

Xue Yi no longer had any sense, his eyes were black, full of malice and murderous intent.

That's the purest thing to come from a ghost.

"Failed."

Tu Shanjun in the soul banner sighed.

Xue Yi's mind was suppressed by ghost hands.

He cannot use the ghost hand, let alone control it, and is even controlled by the ghost hand.

Xue Yi stared at Wen Yue with sharp eyes, and a look of fear flashed across his face when he glanced at the soul flag in Wen Yue's hand.

Xue Yi, who was controlled by the ghost hand, turned around and ran away.

"Buzz."

The soul flag shook.

Wen Yue immediately understood that it was time for him to take action.

Three steps followed by two steps,

Mana poured into his palm and pressed on Xue Yi's shoulder, and then pulled the ghost hand off Xue Yi's hand.

Sealed in a jade box.

As the ghost hand broke away, the blackness in Xue Yi's eyes faded, and the black mist on his body also dissipated.

Although his face was a little pale, it was nothing serious.

Apparently regained consciousness.

Disappointment and doubt flashed in Wen Yue's eyes. Logically speaking, Xue Yi should meet the requirements. Why did he fail?

He opened his mouth and was about to speak.

"I know, failed."

Xue Yi looked downcast, with memories flashing in his eyes.

One last longing glance at the jade box, and he shook his head.

Looking at it this way, Wen Yue was a little confused.

But it must be that Xue Yi had some difficulties, and he knew what it was, so he didn't suppress the erosion of the ghost hand.

Now that the matter has been done, there is no need to stay.

In the afternoon, the three of them returned to the Hou Mansion in an ox cart.

After Xue Yi left, Wen Yue couldn't help but ask: "Sir, if the Demonic Ape Dingyiquan is taught to Master Xue, he should be able to suppress the ghost hand, right?"

On the wide side of the soul flag are words condensed in black mist.

"There is a flaw in the state of mind."

If there is a ghost in the heart, it is naturally easier for the ghost outside to take advantage of it.

This has nothing to do with whether the will is firm or not.

There is a gap in my mind, like a seed buried in my heart.

Even though the soul is comparable to a black iron vajra, if there are seeds that want to drill out, they can still break through them.

This thing is a kind of inner demon for monks.

Furthermore, getting started with Dingyi Quan is simple, but it is also a matter of time and effort. What you need to master it is enlightenment.

How can the strength of the soul that has increased over the years be compared to the ghost hand?

Dingyiquan is only for monks, and it takes a long life to cultivate it. Most ordinary warriors cannot understand its secrets.

Seeing the black characters appearing on the flag, Wen Yue sighed secretly.

I thought that Master Xue could obtain the strength of an innate grandmaster, but I didn't expect that Master Xue himself had a mental problem.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

It's time for the bride to return home.

Wen Yue naturally wanted to follow.