Chapter 375 Little Devil Ghost Boy
"The Qingmu Sutra you practiced is extraordinary, especially the changes it brought to your physique. You can continue to practice it, but the golden elixir method taught by your master is the orthodox Xuanmen method that can directly reach the realm of earthly immortals. You can't neglect your practice because of this." Yan Xu said after taking the Qingmu Sutra and the Dead Wood Sutra given by the ghost boy and contemplating for a moment.

At the same time, he thought to himself that the old man with the bitter staff must have anticipated his own fate, otherwise he would not have given both books of martial arts to his disciple.

"If you can satisfy me, I will give you this magic treasure." Although they were master and disciple, Yan Xu did not take it for granted that everything on the ghost boy's body was his own. What's more, the two skills he took out were indeed extraordinary. If the conditions for practicing were not too harsh, he would not even need to become a disciple. Therefore, Yan Xu took out a golden hoop iron rod.

This iron rod is as thick as a wrist and more than six feet long. There is a golden hoop on each end of the dark rod. It is obvious that it is very heavy. The most amazing thing is that this iron rod feels like it is alive.

Yan Xu placed the iron rod in the middle of the cave and spoke.

"big big big."

Before he finished speaking, the iron rod became tall and strong, pressing against the ground and pushing against the hole, so strong that it was enviable.

Not to mention the ghost boy's eyes were shining, Xu Feiyan was even more unbearable. If Lin Xiangqiao hadn't pulled her, she would have excitedly stuck to the pillar and danced around it. It was obvious that this thing was destined for her.

Yan Xu did not take the golden hoop back, but just left it there, shining brightly, stimulating the three people's enthusiasm for learning.

The ghost boy has a very good foundation and a special physique. He also has no obstacles in practicing the golden elixir method. He is indeed worthy of being the disciple of a wandering immortal.

In comparison, Xu Feiyan and Lin Xiangqiao are in much more trouble. Firstly, their training time is longer, and secondly, there are more hidden dangers. If they want to change their training, it is not as simple as just starting over. They need to slowly make up for the loss with perseverance.

However, this did not dampen the enthusiasm of the two. It would have been fine if they hadn't had the opportunity before, but now that they had the opportunity, no matter how difficult it was, they would grit their teeth and go for it.

People who have never suffered will never realize what they have missed, and when they realize it, it is already too late.

So if they are given a chance to start over, they are willing to risk their lives.

This is the case with Xu Feiyan and Lin Xiangqiao. They were born in a side family and only then did they know the preciousness of inheritance.

Influenced by the two people's hard work, the ghost boy also became more serious. Seeing this, Yan Xu nodded and taught him the skill of untying the stick.

The art of releasing the staff is not as simple as using something to carry people flying. The key point is that after this earthly magic is truly practiced, it can also make objects take the place of forms.

Previously, the old man with the bitter staff placed a bit of his spirit in the magic treasure, which was the prototype of the staff-unlocking technique. If he continued, he would live his life again with the magic treasure as his incarnation.

It's a bit similar to the corpse-reincarnation immortal pretending to be an object, but it's much more clever, like having an extra life.

Even if one cannot reach such a high level, one can still refine the magic weapon and use it as easily as with one's own arm. This is a very clever way of refining magic weapons, so even Xu Feiyan and Lin Xiangqiao have benefited greatly from it.

While Yan Xu was preaching, Yinshan Mountain gradually became lively.

As soon as Brother Niu took action, he created hundreds of miles of empty land, and countless people or ghosts wanted to occupy it.

Even though Yinshan Mountain seems lifeless, it does not mean it has no value. For example, special products such as Nether Iron are present in other places, but they are extremely rare. However, mineral veins have formed here.

Therefore, for some special practitioners, this place is a treasure land. Because it is too busy, and the old man with the staff of suffering who served as a shelter has died, even the cave of the sick beauty has not been spared, and people have come to visit one after another.

In order to improve learning efficiency, Yan Xu asked the angry ghost boy to deal with these blind things.

Because they still have to cause trouble in Yinshan under the name of the Ghost Tomb Sect, the ghost style of the ghost boy does not need to be changed, and Yan Xu even strengthened it.

The ghost boy was seen wearing an iron-leaf lotus armor, with a Netherfire Skull under his feet, and holding a two-meter-long spear covered with lava cracks in his hand. He rushed out of the cave screaming. Anyone who saw him would secretly praise him as a good little devil.

The one who came this time was a demon cultivator, who looked like a skeleton with skin on, with not a pound of flesh on his body, and his clothes couldn't even hold up. Yet he was holding a three-pronged steel fork that was a meter long, and he looked like a starved skeleton hanging on it.

It was the first time that the ghost boy saw such a skinny enemy. He was so happy that he put one hand on his waist and laughed out loud in the air.

"You skeleton, you're so skinny and yet you still dare to come to my door? Aren't you afraid of falling and breaking your legs?" The ghost boy said proudly while carrying a spear.

"Hmph! You little brat who hasn't even fully grown all his hair yet dares to look down on Master Yu San. I'm going to let you taste how powerful I am!" Yu San snorted coldly.

"You good thief!" The ghost boy's self-esteem was overflowing at the time, and he was full of hatred. He would not tolerate the slightest provocation from others. He was so angry that he shook his spear and made a huge gun flower, and rushed down from the sky on the flaming iron skull.

Facing the aggressive ghost boy, Yu San of Fantiancha was not panicked at all. He sneered, and without exerting any strength with his arms that were not even as thick as a steel fork, he raised the fire to burn the sky. With a bang, the ghost boy was caught off guard and fell several times.

A huge force was transmitted along the spear to the ghost boy, causing his bones to break, but he would rather lose the battle than the fight. Even though the severe pain in his arms was tearing him apart and he couldn't use any strength, he would not admit defeat, let alone ask for help. He managed to keep his body steady, then exerted force with his feet, kicking the two flaming iron skulls to the left and right like balls.

The iron skull with a strange smile drew a graceful arc and hit Yu San left and right. If it hit hard, even a whole piece of fine iron would be dented.

"Come on!" Yu San was not in a panic. He bent down and arched his back, and three small forks one foot long shot out from his back. With a rich blood-red light, they first nailed two iron skulls to the ground, and the remaining one went straight to the ghost boy's face.

Qing Mu Jing is not good at killing, but his physical transformation is first-class. However, the ghost boy who has been living in Yinshan Mountain cannot take advantage of it at all.

After studying the Qingmu Sutra, Yan Xu took out the flying knife from the medicine gourd, sealed it in a Buddhist box to blunt its excess edge. As for the medicine gourd, he gave it to the ghost boy, who endured the severe pain and drank a mouthful of herb liquid. The body that was transformed by the Qingmu Sutra recovered from its injuries at an extremely fast speed, and in a blink of an eye, it was back to normal, and he swung his spear to pick up the flying fork.

"Good boy!" Yu San missed his attack and was stunned for a moment.

One is thin and the other is small.

The ghost boy looked down on him, and Yu San didn't take him seriously either. However, after this fight, both of them knew that the other was extraordinary, and they immediately perked up.

The ghost boy shouted loudly, and the lava lines on the spear became brighter and redder. Bits of flames wrapped around the spear, and the two iron skulls broke free from the short forks and flew back. He cheered up and relied on the advantage of flying. He swung the spear like a flower, and flames fell like raindrops.

Yu San was not bad either. Although he was skin and bones, he was born with supernatural strength. He could wield a three-pronged fork that was so strong that water could not penetrate it. He was also an excellent martial artist, and he forced the ghost boy to not dare to get close to him.

The two sides fought back and forth, and were evenly matched. They fought from morning to night before they stopped fighting, but agreed to fight again in three days.

(End of this chapter)