The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

"Dogs can't spit out ivory." Sheng Chuxin scolded him with a straight face.

If it weren't for Wanlan being invisible, she wouldn't be able to hit him, and she would have slapped him on the back of the head by now.

"Your master, am I that kind of person?" She asked him back.

no! In his heart, the image of the master is noble and lofty, and he would never learn such evil techniques.

Wan Lan's voice hadn't sounded yet, and he was so shocked to hear Sheng Chuxin's next words that he swallowed all the words in his heart.

"If you can learn it, why not learn it? In the future, to deal with those hateful people, use the dark night technique!"

Wan Lan fell silent, and the entire Wuyi Lingjing ring fell silent.

"Owner……"

"Okay, okay, stop talking about those useless things to me, and just ask you how to solve the dark night technique." Sheng Chuxin shook his hand and asked him.

What to learn or not to learn, I will talk about it later.

Besides, she really doesn't have that interest in learning Dark Night Art, she has many ways to deal with bad guys.

"The Dark Night Art is divided into three layers. The first layer is skin soaking; the second layer is bone quenching; the third layer is soul separation. Naturally, to unlock the Dark Night Art, you need to go through these three layers, but it's the other way around. First leave the soul, then temper the bones, and finally soak the skin."

After hearing Wanlan's words, the hairs all over Sheng Chuxin's body stood on end, and his heart ached unconsciously.

Turning his eyes, he looked at Bei Yehan's back, his eyes were stained with water.

"Ahan, I will never let go of those who hurt you!"

It was hard for her to imagine that a young child had been casted with the Night Spell, and experienced the pain of soaking the skin, tempering the bones, and leaving the soul!

Not to mention suffering for so many years!

What kind of perseverance did Bei Yehan rely on to survive? If it was her...

"Master, it's not what I like to say. It's more enjoyable to commit suicide just at the level of Lihun." Wan Lan's voice sounded again.

"Don't tell me those useless things, be specific!" Sheng Chuxin raised his hand, wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, and said sharply.

"Living the soul is divided into two layers, one is to strip the soul, and the other is to bind the soul. In simple terms, it is to first extract the human soul from the body, and use the art of fire to remove the curse left by the dark night art. Layers are peeled off, this process... peeling off a dozen or even dozens of times, that's not much."

If it wasn't for the fact that he was just a wisp of soul, he would have swallowed a mouthful of saliva. This taste is definitely more terrifying than going down to the 18th floor of hell!

"After stripping out all the spells, the soul has already been torn apart, and the rest is soul-bonding. It will be much easier for you to have the holy jade face dew. You can directly inject the soul into the body, and then immerse it in the holy jade face to nourish it for three days. That's it."

He said it was relatively easy to end the soul, after all, being able to nourish in the holy jade face dew for three days is something that many people can't dream of.

"Afterwards, it's time to temper the bones. I still use the technique of fire and the technique of lightning. The combination of the two can cut a part of the human body to the bone marrow, and drive the two systems of technique into the bone..."

Hearing Wanlan's words, Sheng Chuxin felt his tongue go numb, and his whole body was surrounded by lightning and flames.

Why did she ask herself again, how could such a vicious mother kill her own son like this?

Is Beiyehan the ghost king's son?

"Seal the wound again, allowing the two schools of magic to crush the spells one by one in the bone marrow. This process is very long, about ten days long. In addition, because the two schools of magic are sealed in the bone marrow, the human body It will be like a thousand mole piercing the heart.