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Dao Tomb Zhenren was even more evil. Seeing that I didn't agree, he even had the courage to kowtow and acknowledge me as his master.

At this time, Seventh Uncle could no longer bear it. He stepped forward and stood in front of Daoist Master Dao's1. ”Master, we are the Dragon Gate Sect. If we do this, we will be shaming Martial Ancestor Zhao Wuchen.”

The Dao Tomb Zhenren was annoyed by her words. He scratched his head and said, ”Damn you. Master has been dead for more than 60 years. There are no rules. Right now, I am just playing by the side.” He pushed Seventh Uncle away. ”Big brother, as long as you teach me the Spirit Communication Technique, I'll agree to any conditions you have.”

It's just that it's been lost for dozens of years, and it's nothing more than a myth in the world. Just like a moment ago, Daoist Master Daoling's technique easily dispersed the Qi I gathered, so every clan has their own leaders. I reckon that Daoist Master Daoling has lived in seclusion for many years, without encountering any opponents, and found the Spirit Communication Technique novel.

Taking a step back, when I obtained the 'Secret Spirit Art', there was no rule that prevented me from passing it down to others. Moreover, this book is too strange.

I smiled. ”If I ask you to come out again, will you agree?”

”I agree, I agree, gaga, it's too depressing to be in the mountains. I've been walking around in the martial arts world for a long time now, gaga!” Daoist Master Dao Tomb's playful expression was full of promise.

I put away my smile. ”Help me eliminate the Ghost Infant and restore peace to our family.”

The Dao Tomb Zhenren's expression froze, and he began to fiddle around in the air, ”A ghost baby?” ”Ugh …” Well... It's not that I don't have that kind of ability, but look at me, I'm already an age, right? Do you still have the nerve to watch me fight to the death? ”

”What a shame!” Without any hesitation, I blurted it out.

This time, the Daoist Master was in a dilemma. He squatted back down on the stone platform and rubbed his hands together. The ink on his face was extremely twisted.

At this moment, I decided to add some firewood and walked up to Daoist Master Daohong. I squatted down and said, ”This is the only Spirit Communication Technique manual in the world. Even the insufferable Master Zhao Wuchen was defeated by it.”

Daoist Master Dao Tomb opened his mouth to speak, but then realized something and awkwardly closed it. He winked at me and smiled embarrassedly.

I smiled back and hooked my fingers. Fatty Lei understood and gave me a pack of cigarettes. I lit one and blew the smoke, ”Have you ever heard of the 'Secret Spirit Art'? If you don't want to watch, I'm leaving!”

I stood up and intentionally placed the box of cigarettes on the stone slab. I beckoned to Fatty Lei and Seventh Uncle and after taking two steps forward, I heard the sound of someone chasing after me.

Daoist Master stood in front of me and wiped the sweat off his forehead. ”Deal, damn it! What decision does Psychic make? ”Take it to see?

I helplessly smiled. ”Master, if you had the 'Psychic's Secrets' in your hands, would you bring it with you? With how capable you are, I am definitely not your match. Are you afraid that I will lie to you? ”

The Dao Tomb Priestess rolled her eyes at me in annoyance. ”Fine, consider yourself a businessman. Two days later, I will be waiting for you in the Badanjilin Desert.” After saying that, he jumped up with both legs, ”Ga!” Ga! Ga! ”Ga!” He then disappeared into the bamboo forest along with the wild waves of laughter.

”Master, where are you going? Won't you come with us? ” Seventh Uncle shouted at the bamboo forest that was in his way.

A long echo came from the bamboo forest, ”I still have some things to do, so I'll be here in two days. Kid, don't forget what you promised me. After exterminating the Ghost Infant, you must pass down the Spirit Concealment Technique to me.”

We didn't run into any of Ling Xiaozi's pursuers along the way, saving ourselves a lot of trouble. Fatty Lei said indifferently, ”Huang Quan, do you think this old man will leave us alone? This is not a small matter. The Ghost Infant will only recover for three days, and won't even have the chance to turn the situation around. ”