Chapter 92 Three Talismans!

Xiao Yi rolled his eyes and met him. It took Bei Yuanbo a hundred generations to cultivate the good fortune, okay?

"Kneel down." Xiao Yi curled his lips and said.

Bei Yuanbo's face twitched, why did he kneel again?

"What are you going to do again?" Bei Yuanbo asked angrily.

Xiao Yi smiled evilly and said: "Teach you a unique skill! If you don't kneel, you can't bear it."

Bei Yuanbo smiled bitterly and said: "I just want to travel in the mountains..."

Bang!

Xiao Yi directly raised his hand and slapped Bei Yuanbo on the shoulder. The force of the palm directly bent his body, and he knelt on the ground with a bang.

"You are already my disciple, Xiao Yi. If you say such useless words in the future, I will castrate you!" Xiao Yi's eyes were cold and his voice was cold.

Bei Yuanbo's eyes narrowed severely, and his heart trembled with fear.

Castrate him? This is too cruel!

"Am I kneeling now..." Bei Yuanbo said weakly.

Facing a ruthless person like Xiao Yi, he couldn't be afraid.

Xiao Yi snorted and said in a low voice: "I will teach you three simple sets of Condensing Talisman handprints first, namely the Juyuan Talisman Seal, the Carving Yuan Talisman Seal, and the Feng Yuan Talisman Seal!"

"You need to become fully proficient in these three sets of hand seals within ten days. If you cannot do it, it means you are not worthy of being my disciple, Xiao Yi."

Bei Yuanbo was overjoyed. If he didn't deserve to be Xiao Yi's disciple, then he wouldn't have to be Xiao Yi's disciple. He would just be free again!

Just as he was thinking this, he heard Xiao Yi sneer: "If you are not worthy, I can only clean up the school. And it is never the custom for my disciples to be expelled from the school. Those who are abandoned will only die!"

"Ah!" Bei Yuanbo couldn't help but exclaimed.

Those who are not worthy of being Xiao Yi's disciples will have no choice but to die? This is too cruel!

Bang!

Xiao Yi didn't care whether Bei Yuanbo approved of his cruel approach or not, and suddenly tapped Bei Yuanbo's head with his right palm.

Immediately, Bei Yuanbo felt an invisible force pouring into his soul sea with a bang!

Soul consciousness transfer technique!

This is the most brilliant method of conveying skills, but not everyone can do it.

For people who are not at the ninth level of Earth Yuan Realm, their soul consciousness is simply not strong enough to perform soul consciousness transfer techniques!

Xiao Yi is a different kind.

Although he does not have the cultivation level of the ninth level of the Earth Yuan Realm, his soul consciousness is still the remaining power of the soul! The strength of soul consciousness condensation, even for a strong man at the ninth level of the Earth Yuan Realm, is far inferior to him Wan Yi!

The cultivation method of empowering the three mudras with soul consciousness was easy for him.

But when this hand fell on Bei Yuanbo, he was completely shocked!

I also understand why Xiao Yi said that cleaning up the family means death...

Soul consciousness transmission skills, lifelong memories!

Unless the body dies, it cannot be destroyed!

After a moment's rest, Xiao Yi took back his palms, put his hands behind his back, and said with a faint smile: "Go back to practice. Come to Qingfang Tower in ten days to find me. Well, remember to bring five thousand yuan stones with you when you come. Although we are masters and apprentices, , but the accounts still have to be settled.”

Bei Yuanbo had been worshiping Xiao Yi just now, but when he heard these words, his face suddenly turned dark again...

Five thousand yuan stones.

Where could he get it?

The Bei family has some resources, but five thousand yuan stones is not a small amount.

"Xiao...Master, can you give me a few more months of grace?" Bei Yuanbo asked weakly, becoming very careful when speaking.

After all, this Xiao Yi is too terrifying. Soul consciousness transfer technique...even his grandfather couldn't do it.

Moreover, those three sets of handprints seemed to be really good... After he realized it a little bit, he felt like it, as if... his lazy attitude towards cultivation was just to wait for a cultivation method that suited him!

And this method is the art of talisman!

Xiao Yi frowned and said, "Then how many months of grace do you want?"

Bei Yuanbo originally wanted to say that a grace period of eleven months would be enough...but when he saw Xiao Yi's narrowed eyes, he swallowed hard, dropped the cross, and said in a trembling voice: "One month, one month will be enough." !”

Xiao Yi clicked his tongue and said, "Okay, I'll give you two months as my master. After all, you are my disciple, so I won't embarrass you too much. I am still very tolerant to my disciples."

Bei Yuanbo: "..."

He completely failed to understand that Xiao Yi had any tolerance at all...

Bei Yuanbo did not dare to mention the mountain tour again, so he could only follow Xiao Yi back to the carriage.

"You can go in a carriage first. Then I'll squeeze into one with the two of them." Xiao Yi said with a faint smile.

What else could Bei Yuanbo say?

After Bei Yuanbo left, Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Ten days later, as long as Bei Yuanbo becomes familiar with the three sets of hand seals, he can make rune stones.

At that time, the primeval stones will surely come rolling in!

"Lin Qingwei, this silly woman, thinks she has some business acumen, but compared to me, she is still a bit immature."

Xiao Yi smiled evilly.

Selling martial arts skills to buyers is better than accepting a disciple. Although there is no immediate benefit, this is an investment that can reap long-term benefits.

Xiao Yi immediately walked towards Chunqing Mountain.

It is better to let him, the master, take care of things like traveling in the mountains with beautiful women. How can he tire his disciples? Young people should put more effort into cultivation, so as not to regret that they have accomplished nothing in the future.

Before Xiao Yi could catch up with Lin Qingwei and Qing Zhi, he heard fighting sounds coming from the mountains.

Among them, there are the soul fluctuations of the Xueyou White Fox and the Ghost Fox!

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and continued to walk slowly up the mountain, not in a hurry.

Lin Qingwei has a cultivation level of the seventh level of the Xuanyuan Realm, and Qingzhi is now at the second level of the Xuanyuan Realm, and has mastered the two martial arts combat skills of Huanxu Step and Yingfengqie. It is not easy to hurt her.

"Haha, these two girls are pretty strong. Brothers, please take it easy and don't get hurt, but don't hurt them either! If you break a hand or a leg or something, it will not feel good while playing! "

"Haha, no matter how strong they are, can they still be stronger than you, Boss Xing?"

"Haha, yes, in my opinion, sooner or later, they will just be two pieces of soft tofu lying on the ground, for us brothers to eat!"

"You bastard! If I don't kill you bunch of thieves today, I won't call you Lin Qingwei!"

"Sister Qingwei!"

"clear!"

boom!

In the mountain forest, a fragrance suddenly filled the air.

This aroma spreads very quickly and can penetrate people's hearts and spleens instantly!

"smell good!"

"It smells so good! These two girls are so beautiful! I can't wait!"

In the midst of the overflowing fragrance, there was a man with stupid eyes and a mouth full of laughter, and he rushed towards Qing Zhi!

puff!

Before the man could pounce in front of Qing Zhi, a bloody claw shadow passed through his throat and he died instantly!

The others, however, seemed to have no feeling about this man's collapse, and they all looked at Lin Qingwei and Qing Zhi with salivation.

Only Xing Hong was shocked by the flash of blood and woke up!

"Poisonous! This aroma is poisonous!"

Xing Hong turned pale and shouted in shock, "Brothers, get back!"

Although Xing Hong, who was at the ninth level of Xuanyuan Realm, was also poisoned, the poison was quickly dissipated by the Yuan Power in his body!

A person with a strong cultivation level will naturally have a certain suppressive effect on the poison of Ghost Fox Incense!

At this time, Xing Hong's so-called brothers had fallen one after another under Lin Qingwei's bloody claws...