"There were too many people later. In order to facilitate management, I set up the name "Canghai Pavilion".

The blood in the vast sea is endless, and the remaining wind in the small pavilion reflects the true appearance of this world.

At first, "Canghai Pavilion" was still hidden in the world, not showing any mountains or showing off, but silently embracing everything in the world.

"I discovered the shadow fall near Dongyu City."

"Is he a human?"

"Although he looks neither human nor ghost, he is actually a complete mortal, but his spiritual aggregate is really amazing."

Yingluo is a famous diseased seedling in Taoshui Village outside Dongyu City. She squatted at home for 365 days a year and was sleeping with a medicine jar. It was not really a disease, but she was so weak that she couldn't help but feel weak. She could blow the spring breeze for half a month.

It was strange that when the child was born, the doctor criticized him for his life - he definitely could not live to be three years old - but who knew how he could stand up with such a weak bone, but he had no sign of getting into the coffin even though he was young.

As a result, the village where he was in was extremely powerful. There were no particularly strange scenery or rare beasts there, but it was amazingly powerful.

But looking for the root of it, it is actually this sick person!

As a sick man who "lived no more than three years old", Ying Luo was not given a name when he was born. From childhood to the nickname of "Ninth Day" in his treasury, his father and brother had already gone to war with the army, and their lives were uncertain. He had a cloth-weaving mother at home and later died of the plague.

What's strange is that most of the people in the entire village died of the plague, but he, a sick man who seemed to be short-lived, survived the epidemic safely.

When Jun Han took Shu Lingxu to find this guy, his life was quite comfortable. He was a well-known "half immortal". After inquiring, he found out that his skills were more accurate than those from the Immortal Sect. He could even tell whether his wife had an affair with a man from the neighboring village like a carrot.

Coincidentally, he guessed it right.

After that, the reputation of Chujiu became so popular. Anyone who encounters anything in the village likes to come to him to "bu Yiguai" but it is also trivial matters, such as whether the hill to hold a grave can hide his descendants, or a weasel from a mound steals whose chickens...

At that time, this guy didn't know that he was a sick man who could support a feng shui spirit and was extremely talented, so he often felt distressed by his strange eavesdropping skills - even if he lived in the same room with a mute, his ears would not be quiet. He held the medicine jar every day like a broken flower on the ghost's body and sighed.

"A qualification like him is actually 'too much less than too much'. Because the spiritual aggregate is too strong, the body is weak and cannot be cultivated at all."

Spiritual power comes from the soul, and the soul needs to be nourished by the soul. The spiritual aggregate of the shadow fall has indeed reached an unprecedented level. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is close to an immortal, but there is still a handful of mortal bones in his skin, and the annual consumption is greater than supplies. He has long been destroyed and has lost his qualification to practice martial arts and strengthen his body.

"The reason why he can live for so long is entirely due to the spiritual power in his body, but if he completely consumes his yang spirit, then he will not be far from the ghost."

"Transformed into ghosts?"

"Because his spirit is too strong and his yang energy is very strong, even if he dies, he may not be able to enter the underworld as he wishes, so he can only turn into something that is neither ghost nor demonic and wander around in the living."

It sounds really miserable...

But his spiritual power is indeed very useful.

So Jun Han specially investigated his foundation and went to visit this "half immortal" in person.

Jun Han rarely saw anyone who could regard "half immortals" as ghosts, and the sky looked like a resentful ghost.

Originally, Jun Han was supposed to "rescue" him with kindness, but this guy read through the truth and had too many intrigues, so he had long seen his life coldly. In addition, his body was just like this, so he didn't have any hope for him. It would be a day to live.

Jun Han, the person with a bad personality, has the ability to obey him, but when he encounters such a soft persimmon that cannot be beaten or scolded, he is really a little embarrassed to start.

After all, I am used to destroying flowers with harsh hands, so I really don’t have the patience to protect a delicate flower.

When it comes to this matter, Jun Han still feels too much, so he pauses for a moment and drinks a sip of wine.

"What did you do later? Tie him back?"

To be honest, Jun Han really wanted to do this at that time...

"With his body, it's a problem whether he can hold the hemp rope." Jun Han Qianran sighed and said, "This kid thinks that people in the world can see through it too easily. It's boring, and he also thinks that people are too cunning and really doesn't want to be in harmony with the world."

He hadn't read a few years at that time, and his understanding was really amazing to have such elegant vicissitudes.

"What the hell did the adoptive father do? Did he really persuade him?"

Jun Han glanced at him with a strange look, "Do you think I have this kind of mood?"

It doesn't seem to be true now, let alone the time when I took action when I had a disagreement in the past...

"So I neither forced him nor talked to him, I just sat there and let him read."

“…”

Why is it still so simple and crude...

"As a result, this kid couldn't see through me, so he had to obey."

"Ha? Why can't you see through it?"

Jun Han raised his hand and bounced his forehead. He should have been lighter to him, but he still knocked the boy on the forehead of Yi Chen, who was "fine skin and tender flesh".

Yi Chen covered his forehead with aggrieved a grievance. Jun Han glanced at him and shook his head and smiled, "Originally, his mind reading skills do not have much technical content. It is because his spiritual power is too strong, so it is easy to see. So as long as your spiritual power is stronger than him, he will naturally have no choice but to do anything to you - even now, if you don't believe it, let Baili Yun teach you for a few months, and you will see him again, as long as you concentrate on adjusting the spiritual power around you, he will definitely not be able to deal with you."

Jun Han could see through such a simple cracking method at a glance, but this was simply incredible to the ignorant Ying Luo at that time.

Then, just one day and one night, the boy regarded Jun Han as a great god and volunteered to follow him.

"The most troublesome thing about his talent is that a lot of initiative is not in his own hands. He can't control the matter of reading mental skills at all. He must have to have a strong spiritual power in front of him to get a little quiet."

"Can't we use magic and spells to control it?"

"It's OK, but his spiritual power is too strong, and it's difficult to completely eliminate external interference. After all, any mental magic spells have to calm down and practice. But his natural ability to "eavesdrop" can make him so annoyed even if he throws him into the isolated mountains and forests, just the worms in the mountains can make him so annoy him."

"It's really miserable..." Yi Chen sighed and asked again: "How did the adoptive father teach him?"

"Copy the book."

"..." Yi Chenzhui was completely stunned into a stone statue.

Jun Han glanced at his even more ignorant son, shook his head disheartenedly, but explained: "In fact, his biggest problem is that he cannot concentrate on controlling his spiritual power, but things like copying books and practicing calligraphy can easily concentrate, which is much better than just thinking about it and dazing."

It sounds like something makes sense...

This kind of experience should be copied from his nearly twenty years of copying career...

"I only started teaching him puppet technique after he gradually got used to ignoring external interference."

"Did the adoptive father learn the puppet technique from the chief brother?"

"That guy is from a well-known family, how could he have such a trick?"

“That’s…”

"I figured it out from Ying Luo, and later I found that it was indeed effective, so I taught him by the way."

“…”

This is OK?!

"Did the adoptive father have no puppet technique before this?"

"I know a little bit, but I've never gotten it."

Yi Chenzhu suddenly realized that his adoptive father was really amazing...

After sitting for half a night, Jun Han was a little tired, so he lay down with his arms around his head, and his eyes could just watch the waning moon that had rolled to the sky without realizing it.

"These things are not that rigid. Although the famous and upright faction has its own rigor, it is unavoidable if it is too strict."

"What did the adoptive father teach him besides puppet technique?"

"His spiritual aggregate is natural, and he is also very sensible. As long as he learns to control it, he can do the rest by himself." Jun Han put the wine jar aside, "But the external interference is not so easy to eliminate, so he decided to seal the ice."

"So he's not dead?"

Jun Han pursed his lips and smiled, "Only Gui Yi thought he was dead for only one day. In fact, he just fell asleep in my sealed world. My spiritual power was used to eliminate external interference for him. In this way, he could calm down and use his spiritual power."

This statement can't help but subvert Yi Chen's pursuit.

Jun Han saw his fussy look again, and couldn't help but scold him: "After all, I went out for a walk, why are you still like a little Wang/B who has never seen the world?"

Yi Chen chased his head ashamed, "My little knowledge is not even a drop in my bucket compared to my adopted father's..."

Jun Han smiled lightly, "You are modest."

Yi Chen hugged the wine jar and lowered his eyes and looked at the light inside, saying, "Entertainment Father, did you teach the four of them all?"

"That's right, they have different talents without personal information, and the last three people were discovered by Ying Luo."

This is naturally not surprising. After all, Ying Luo's spiritual power has reached an unprecedented level.

"Gui Yi's talent is somewhat similar to his, so I asked Ying Luo to teach him about spiritual control, but Gui Yi is very good at controlling himself. In addition to spiritual power, there are also some other talents - you will naturally know if you have been with him for a long time in the future."

Yi Chen chasing and listening quietly, he still envied them in his heart - his martial arts were mostly taught by Shu Ling, and sometimes Xu Da would come to throw him twice, but Jun Han rarely gave him personal advice.

"I will teach you these things slowly in the future, so don't worry."
Chapter completed!