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"What good stuff do you want?"

Meng San was a little impatient, but in order to get Chu Yang's body skills safely, he still held his temper and did not force Chu Yang.

Chu Yang rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then asked: "What good stuff do you have?"

"I have a few magic tools suitable for the level of evil ghosts. How about it? Enough to exchange for your body skills?"

Meng San said as he took out a few low-level magic tools that looked broken.

"No, I don't want magic tools. I have better things here."

Chu Yang straightened his waist. His waist was still hung with the previous spoils, the weapons of the flying head ghost and the Bagua mirror.

This is a magic tool of the ghost level, which is naturally much more powerful than the magic tool of the evil ghost level.

The evil wind village did not take Chu Yang's private spoils away, perhaps because these low-level ghost cultivators' things are not valuable, and the evil wind ghost king and those ghost generals did not take them seriously.

Therefore, the magic weapons that Meng San brought out were purely to fool Chu Yang, taking advantage of the fact that this new ghost had no experience.

But Chu Yang's appearance clearly showed that he was not easy to fool.

Meng San was somewhat helpless: "Then what do you want?"

Chu Yang said: "If you want my skills, then exchange them with your own skills."

What good things can a ghost have? The treasures in their hands are not even garbage in Chu Yang's eyes.

Chu Yang is only a little interested in the skills of ghost cultivators. If he studies the skills of ghost cultivators, he can better pretend to be a ghost cultivator, and even use some weird ghost cultivation techniques in a decent manner.

However, skills are mostly secrets that cannot be passed on, and those that can be made public are all garbage.

Meng San was not willing to hand over his fighting skills to Chu Yang. After a long pause, he slowly said, "It's understandable that you want a technique. After all, you just entered the underworld and you have to master a way of cultivation. However... none of my techniques are suitable for you."

"Forget it. My techniques may not be suitable for you. If you don't want to exchange, forget it."

Chu Yang had an indifferent attitude.

He knew that his body skills were attractive enough, and Meng San would definitely come up with a bargaining chip that would satisfy him.

Sure enough, Meng San didn't force it.

If he could get what he wanted through trading, there was no need to bother with other means, which would waste too much time.

Meng San didn't want any surprises. He thought for a moment and said slowly, "Your current cultivation is too low, and you have just entered the underworld. You don't have the foundation to practice in the underworld using the incense and fire. The general practice method is not suitable for you. However, I have a method that does not consume much spiritual energy. You can use it if you have a little practice foundation in the world..."

"Oh? What method?"

"This is actually a magical power called the art of the sleeves..."

"The sleeves? Storage spells?"

Chu Yang immediately became interested. The underworld is short of resources, and it seems that there is no space equipment. If there is a storage spell to solve this problem, it can provide him with a lot of convenience.

The sleeves can be regarded as a high-level magical power in the world, but it is a bit useless in the underworld.

Because the environment in the underworld is not suitable for the use of this magical power, especially after the spiritual energy of the underworld is exhausted, the value of the sleeves is further reduced.

In fact, the Sleeves of the Universe is a magical power that consumes a lot of spiritual power. Meng San said that it does not consume spiritual power because the space he can open by practicing the Sleeves of the Universe is very small.

If you want to use the Sleeves of the Universe to load large items, or want to catch Monkey King to suck people, the spiritual power consumed will increase exponentially.

In addition, the degree of the use of the Sleeves of the Universe is also related to the user's cultivation realm. Ghosts like Meng San can only open a storage space the size of a watermelon at most.

Using such a spell to exchange with Chu Yang is obviously to trick Chu Yang.

What use can a fierce ghost have if he learns the Sleeves of the Universe? You can't carry a lighter with you, right?

But Chu Yang doesn't mind. The Sleeves of the Universe is very valuable to him. Whether it is fighting or storing things, he can use the Sleeves of the Universe to great effect.

"Okay! I want this Sleeves of the Universe. It sounds like a good spell!"

Meng San smiled with satisfaction. Chu Yang's body skills are also very valuable to him. .

Afterwards, both parties immediately swore a ghost oath and reached a deal.

After exchanging magic skills, both parties carefully verified the details of the magic and confirmed the authenticity of the magic.

Chu Yang was of course very satisfied. The Sleeve of the Universe was not a magic that should be used in the underworld. It was of no value to other ghost cultivators, but it happened to be suitable for him.

But Meng San could not be satisfied.

The body skills Chu Yang gave him were a combination of many human cultivators' combat techniques and body skills. It was a hodgepodge that only high-level cultivators could master.

What's even more annoying is that this hodgepodge was used by human cultivators and was not suitable for ghost cultivators to practice.

Meng San got such a set of body skills in exchange, but it was completely useless in his hands.

He was stunned for a long time, and then stared at Chu Yang in confusion and said, "This set of body skills is not a ghost cultivator's practice."

Chu Yang said confidently, "Of course not. I have already said that this was bought from someone else at a huge price when I was in the world of the living, and I have already started practicing in the world of the living. This is certainly not a ghost cultivator's practice."

"That's not right. You are now a ghost cultivator. If ghost cultivators can't use this set of exercises, then how can you still use this body technique? I see that the way the spiritual energy operates on it, ghost cultivators can't use it at all. ,Have you not……"

Meng San became more and more confused, and his eyes gradually changed as he stared at Chu Yang.

He suddenly realized that something was wrong. Was the little devil in front of him really a ghost cultivator?

"Eh……"

Chu Yang sighed softly: "Your eyesight is quite good. You can actually see through the essence of this set of exercises. You are very knowledgeable... Yes, this set of exercises cannot be used by ghost cultivators."

"Then how come you can still use it?"

Meng San seemed to have the answer in his heart, but he was still a little unwilling.

He took two steps back and looked at Chu Yang warily, hoping that Chu Yang could give a reasonable explanation.

In other words, I hope Chu Yang can tell me how ghost cultivators practice this body technique.

Chu Yang looked calm: "The reason why I can use this technique is of course... I'm not a ghost cultivator, right?"

Meng San was shocked: "Who are you?"

"I am human."

Chu Yang smiled slightly and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Meng San: "I am a great monk of the human race."

Meng San was shocked, but now it was too late to dodge, Chu Yang grabbed him.

He wanted to struggle, but found that his spiritual body and spiritual power had been completely controlled by Chu Yang, and he could not even make a sound.