"Don't eat yet. Come with me." Chucang dragged Zhou Linghai. She had always wanted to learn to practice Fuwen, but she didn't find anyone to teach her. She didn't expect that this guy was still a descendant of the Fuwen family. How could she miss this great opportunity.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Canghai also held a plate of stewed pork in his hand, reluctantly asked.

"Teach me to practice runes first, and then you can come back and eat slowly." Ling Chuxi said.

"Well It's a secret that I can't pass on. I can't learn from it. At that time, when our ancestors of Zhou family were famous for practicing Fuwen, many famous families scrambled to worship. If you want to learn, you should bathe, change clothes, fast and burn incense to show respect for our ancestors... " Zhou Canghai is over his head, shaking his head and pretending to be an expert.

"Oh, would you like to have another braised pig's head?" Ling Chuxi's eyes stay on Zhou Canghai's bruised face, and his tone of voice becomes cold. She can see that this guy is a typical product of a dyeing house when you give some color. Don't be too polite to him.

"Er No, it's no use. In fact, our ancestral Fu refining skills are not worth a cent. It's our Zhou family's honor to be a great leader of our family. If we let our ancestors know that there are successors to our Zhou family's Fuwen technique, we will be able to rest in peace under the nine springs. " Zhou Canghai hit a shock, the original straight chest suddenly shrunk down, waist also can't straight up, the whole person is short half body position, that face flatter smile appearance, like a fawning pug.

Everyone looked at Zhou Canghai in a daze: it's too fast to steer by the wind. I've seen people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, but I haven't seen such a fear of death. What kind of ancestors of the Zhou family? Should we let them know that you are so afraid of death that you have no integrity. Will you be angry to live and die again?

"Zhou Canghai, I finally know why others call you sword God." Ling Chuxi wanted to beat him again to let him have a long memory, but when he saw the cheap look on his face, he really couldn't even mention his interest in starting.

"Haha, it's all the love of my friends. In fact, I'm a little reluctant to be called the sword God." Zhou Canghai said shamelessly. What is reluctance? Because of his strength at the beginning of the monarch's rank, he was not even worthy of carrying shoes to the sword God.

"No, you are modest. You are really cheap." Ling Chuxi sighed and said.

But she didn't even want to talk about the cheap sword.

The village was completely rebuilt according to the pattern of Jindan sect. Although it was a little bit rough, there were not a few empty houses. Soon, LAN Xinyu led the two people to a clean room. It seemed that they wanted to be used as an alchemy room, but apparently no one in the village could refine alchemy.

"Well, let's get started." Ling Chuxi untied the ban on Zhou Canghai and said.

"Well, you can see me refining a rune, and then I'll explain it to you later." Zhou Canghai moved his muscles and bones, took out a piece of high-quality jade, a bottle of red liquid like blood, dipped a little with his pen, and drew on the jade.

Ling Chuxi looked at it and exclaimed, "this guy, it seems that he is really a bit of a real talent.". She may have a good harvest this time.

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