My space becomes the world

"Wang Zhen, you are so shameless."

Hearing Wang Zhen's threat, Cao Kun almost laughed angrily.

"I'm just trying to save face, and I'm also taking your face into consideration. I'm selfless, so you have to bear the same hardship."

Cao Kun now feels like yellow mud has fallen into his crotch: "Ganggun, wait until you die to be selfless. Are you so afraid of that kid's revenge? Does he dare? Does he have that strength?"

"Elder Cao, you are confused. He has no strength. Doesn't the Patriarch have the strength? If you defend that kid like this now, when you become a master and disciple, won't you be doting on God? How long has it been since the Patriarch was so concerned about things? Do you believe it? I will never let this kid become the master’s disciple.”

Facing Wang Zhen's temptation, Cao Kun remained unmoved: "Fool, keep fooling, if I listen to you again, I will be fooled for the second time. If you want to stop the master, you do it yourself."

The plan to build an alliance was completely ruined.

"What are you two flirting with? Just step aside if you have nothing to do." The little boy gave the eviction order, with an impatient look on his face. With such a child's face, it didn't make people feel serious, but rather cute.

Wang Zhen and Cao Kun did not dare to stay because they knew what kind of old monster was hidden in this immature body. The awe of this master has already penetrated deep into his bones.

Cao Kun no longer wanted to stay. He said goodbye to his master and Xiao Qingtian and turned to leave.

Wang Zhen didn't care about the little black dragon anymore. "The days are long, so we can only find opportunities to discuss with this kid again in the future." He thought to himself. Chasing after Cao Kun, the matter was somewhat anticlimactic.

"Thank you, Grand Master, for rescuing this disciple."

Wang and Cao left, and Chu Xinghe passed the customs smoothly. Chu Xinghe bowed and saluted, expressing his gratitude to the "little boy". In fact, Chu Xinghe should also thank Wang Zhen. If it weren't for him, he would still be trapped in the big formation, and he didn't know when he would be able to come out. Maybe we can only wait until Xiao Qingtian is in a good mood.

"No need to thank you, I came here specifically for you today." The little boy said straight to the point.

This confused Chu Xinghe and said, "Come for me?" With doubts in his heart, Chu Xinghe said, "I wonder why Taishizu is looking for his disciples?" "

The little boy said: "I want to ask you for something."

Chu Xinghe was stunned, and his thoughts started to change: "Does Grand Master also want the little black dragon? No, the little black dragon appeared not long ago. If Grand Master came for it, the time does not match. Moreover, if you want to If I want the little black dragon, I won't let Wang Zhen negotiate terms with me just now. Could it be that he discovered the exquisite dice?"

This is something that should never be given away. If the little boy really takes a fancy to it, Chu Xinghe will have no choice but to fight for it. Fortunately, the Biluo Palace formation had just been removed by Xiao Qingtian, so Chu Xinghe was not considered a turtle in the jar.

"I dare to ask what is on my disciple's body that caught Grand Master's eyes." Chu Xinghe looked calm and took a step back slightly.

The little boy smiled slightly and noticed Chu Xinghe's little actions.

"I want to ask you for 'Fangcun Lingshan'."

"What is Fangcun Lingshan?" Chu Xinghe was in a trance, frowned and thought for a moment, then realized at once, wasn't that Han Ju's?

He took out a storage ring from his arms and searched with his consciousness. Soon Chu Xinghe took out a small rockery as big as a fist.

"Is Grandmaster Tai asking for this?"

The little boy raised his hand and made a move, and the square-inch mountain flew into his hand like a swallow returning to its nest. The little boy touched it gently with his hands, his eyes filled with memories.

"Yes, it's exactly this. Don't worry, I don't want it for nothing. If you have any needs, feel free to ask."

Chu Xinghe breathed a sigh of relief. Fangcun Lingshan was obtained from Han Ju. He had not studied it yet. It was a good treasure, but it was not worth mentioning compared to the exquisite dice.

"What a false alarm."

Chu Xinghe did not give up, and said with a smile: "You always like it, so feel free to take it. Just think of it as a thank you gift for rescuing me."

The little boy shook his head: "Taking advantage is not necessarily a good thing."

As he spoke, he moved and came to Chu Xinghe, placing a finger on Chu Xinghe's forehead.

Chu Xinghe's eyes blurred, his body could no longer move, his eyebrows were slightly tingling, and two techniques appeared in his mind.

One of the techniques is a divine walking technique called "Wind Pattern Escape Technique". The other one is called "Eighteen Styles of Killing Souls", which is a killing technique, exactly what Chu Xinghe needs now.

The luminous words swirled and danced in Chu Xinghe's mind, and were finally firmly engraved in his mind.

After Chu Xinghe regained control of his body, the Little Boy Patriarch had returned to his original position. These two techniques were introduced to Chu Xinghe.

"The "Eighteen Styles of Slaughtering Spirits" was originally recorded on Fangcun Ling Mountain. It is a rare method of dual cultivation of Qi and body. I think your two realms are not much different. And the foundation is solid, so you must be practicing dual cultivation. . Then this exercise is perfect for you. Practice it frequently, and you will know the wonderful effects of this exercise."

"Your current footwork is both suitable and inappropriate for you. This is a women's footwork. It is acceptable for viewing, but its practicality is too low. Fortunately, you have improved it yourself. But that's it, and it won't happen again. Is there any big breakthrough? As for this "Wind Pattern Escape Technique", it is extremely difficult to practice. After you practice it, you can only reach your current speed. Whether you practice it or not, it all depends on your personal will."

"These two techniques are like exchanging Fang Cun Spirit God with you."

After the little boy finished speaking, his body slowly spread out. What was left in place was an afterimage. Chu Xinghe didn't have time to express his thanks. He didn't know when the Grand Master left, or whether the Grand Master just now was just a dharma body.

For Chu Xinghe, it is definitely not a loss to exchange a magic weapon that he cannot use for something useful to him. But he couldn't figure out why the boy ancestor wanted "Fangcun Lingshan." What secrets did this treasure taken from Han Ju hide?

Xiao Qingtian coughed lightly, bringing Chu Xinghe back from his thoughts.

"The Eighteen Styles of Soul-Slaying is Master's famous stunt. Looking at Yunzhou, it is also a top-notch existence. Apart from you, only Elder Wu Wei has taught it. Practice it well and don't insult its reputation. What do you have? If you don’t understand something, you can ask Elder Wu for advice. I will send a message to Elder Wu.”

Chu Xinghe knew that Taishizu would not be stingy when he took action, but he did not expect that this technique was so precious.

"Thank you, Sect Master. Disciple, please remember to practice diligently and live up to Grand Master's training."

"Haha." Xiao Qingtian smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "This is not cultivation by the master, but a favor to you. Teaching you the "Wind Pattern Escape Technique" is the high hope I have for you."