I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

Chapter 53 Enlightenment·Growth

"Junior brother, that member of the Progress Club is here again."

evening.

Inside the Yizhuang.

Qin Yao was concentrating on drawing talisman in the lobby when he suddenly saw Wen Cai hurried in and said loudly.

"Which name?"

"It's not the particularly annoying one, it's the generally annoying one."

Qin Yao: "..."

This description.

Although it is a bit nonsense, the magical thing is that it does explain who it is.

"The visitor is a guest, please invite him in." Qin Yao shook his head, hung up his brush and said.

Later, Yun Mu followed Wen Cai solemnly into the lobby, his sharp eyes piercing Qin Yao like a sharp blade.

"Do you have a problem with me?" Qin Yao asked calmly.

"Kou Heng is missing."

"This is not a police station, and missing persons are not my responsibility."

"Did you do it?"

"I do not understand what you are saying."

Yun Mu was silent for a long time, then lowered his eyes and said, "The Progressive Society... is gone. No one will come to trouble you again in the future."

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows: "Are you here to tell me the good news?"

Yun Mu: "..."

This guy is not a son of a man.

"You don't look surprised at all." After a moment of silence, Yun Mu asked suspiciously, "Did you already know something?"

"You and I have nothing to say about this." Qin Yao waved his hand: "Whether Progressive Society exists or dies, it has nothing to do with me. I am just a businessman selling ghost paper and don't care about other things."

Yun Mu pursed his lips and said seriously: "Besides asking about Kou Heng, I came to see you and I have another question to ask."

"you say."

"Are there really ghosts in the world?"

Qin Yao was stunned: "You are... I'm sorry, you must be really stimulated. I understand your mood now."

Yun Mu said nothing, but looked straight at him.

"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk..."

Qin Yao tapped the table gently, thought for a moment, and shouted softly: "Xiao Wenjun, come out and talk to this young master."

The beautiful female ghost slowly emerged from the void, blinked her eyes, and said with a cute look on her face: "What do I want to say?"

Suddenly seeing a ghost, Yun Mu couldn't help but take a few steps back.

This is because Xiao Wenjun is good-looking. If she looked a little more fierce, he wouldn't have to take a few steps back.

"You've finished talking." Qin Yao waved his hand and said, "Go and play."

Xiao Wenjun: "..."

"I understand." Yun Mu's expression kept changing, and finally he cupped his hands, turned around and said, "I'll take my leave."

Qin Yao silently watched his figure disappear in front of the door, and four words suddenly popped into his mind: rootless duckweed.

It was clear that a few days ago, he carried a trend that he did not dare to violate. However, in the blink of an eye, this trend failed and seemed to have sucked away all his energy and energy.

Thinking like this, he suddenly felt a little more enlightened. He subconsciously picked up the brush and wrote the word "quan" on the yellow talisman.

"What does he do? It feels so strange to me." Xiao Wenjun said.

Qin Yao glanced at her: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Xiao Wenjun: "..."

Not long after.

The female ghost cursed in her heart and floated out of the lobby, sitting on the wall, dangling her long legs, thinking silently.

In order to get a chance to break the situation, she did not hesitate to hand over her soul.

In this case, although she could escape, the price of escape was so high that she couldn't bear it.

However, the Great Dao is fifty and the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine. There is no absolute in everything, and there is a glimmer of hope in desperate situations.

As long as the guy with the soul in her body dies, she can regain her freedom.

Therefore, her biggest problem now is how to kill that bastard silently.

The female ghost thought about it over and over again, but she couldn't come up with a great idea, but her mind went astray unknowingly...

I don’t know if this guy is close to women.

He concentrated on practicing from the evening until late at night. Qin Yao, who was warm all over his body, silently felt the magic power in his body that had grown stronger. He exhaled a long breath, and a smile flashed on his face.

As mentioned earlier, although his actual combat power is comparable to that of an earth master, his spiritual cultivation is only at the third level of a human master.

What is the concept of the third level of human master?

The mana in the Dantian is only a small amount, and it is only slightly larger than a goose egg when viewed visually.

Not to mention driving flying swords, even higher-level yellow talismans cannot be drawn. Therefore, when fighting, Qin Yao likes to use his abnormal body to crush...

Speaking of which, is there a shortcut to practicing Talisman Cultivation?

The answer is yes.

There are even more.

But the problem is that Qin Yao can't use any of them now. He can only transfer the magic power by drawing talismans, turn it into spiritual talismans, and then absorb the magic power in the spiritual talismans back into his body to form a small Zhoutian.

Qin Yao had heard Uncle Jiu say before that in the past, the cultivation of Fu cultivators was not so troublesome. It was basically the same as ordinary monks, practicing by absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

But everyone knows what happened later. The spiritual energy in the world gradually dried up for some unknown reason. The monks began to retreat from the city to the deep mountains and forests, famous mountains and rivers, and even the vast oceans, looking for a glimmer of hope in cultivating Taoism. Comparatively speaking, talisman repair is a little better. At least it can form a small cycle through drawing talismans and enhance the mana in the body...

Midnight.

Qin Yao exhaled, hung up his brush, and was about to clean up the messy table when he suddenly saw a cup of hot tea flying in from outside the house.

"Xiao Wenjun, what are you doing?"

"You must be tired from practicing now, drink a cup of hot water." Xiao Wenjun appeared and said with a smile.

Qin Yao looked at her suspiciously: "You didn't spit in it, did you?"

Xiao Wenjun's smile froze.

I am a ghost, a ghost!

Where did the saliva come from!

"Of course not. Even if I want to vomit, I can't."

"Did you poison me? If you poison me, you can be free again." Qin Yao then said.

Xiao Wenjun was shocked.

It wasn't that she really poisoned the water, but that she was worried that the other party would see what she was thinking.

This stinky Taoist priest is already very difficult to deal with. If he continues to be wary of her in every possible way, how can he possibly escape?

"Why don't you speak?" Qin Yao said with a half-smile, "Isn't it true that he was poisoned?"

"Good intentions are nothing but donkey's liver and lungs, you can drink it or not." Xiao Wenjun said angrily, put the tea cup heavily on the table, turned around and flew out of the lobby.

Qin Yao lowered his eyes at the tea in front of him, smiled softly, and began to clear away the talismans on the table.

Outside the window, Xiao Wenjun stared at Qin Yao's figure without blinking, and kept thinking in his heart: Drink, you should drink!

She didn't poison the tea, but she did put something in it.

However, to her disappointment, Qin Yao never touched the cup of tea.

"Hey, the freedom I want!" Seeing Qin Yao walking out of the lobby door, Xiao Wenjun couldn't help but sigh at his bleak fate.

At this moment, I wonder if God heard her call, but Qin Yao actually walked back and picked up the cup of hot water on the table...