The bottom of the Xuanyun Sect of Beiyue Peak.

Zhou Cheng looked behind him speechlessly, and tried to calm himself down and said, "Master, are you sure you were not wrong. Is this what you are talking about? "

The Yuanling Demon Gathering Sutra has no words and is all patterns. With Zhou Cheng's ability to understand pictures, he learned it very easily. When he was running inside his body and first started to get started, he found that this technique was too weird.

I didn't feel the means that could be used to attack, nor did I make any changes in my body. I just had a ball of black things behind me, as if it was made of energy, and the slap was as big as a palm.

At first glance, it seemed like he had a small turtle shell on his back, but God knew that this thing had no defense. What annoyed Zhou Cheng even more was that when this thing appeared, it was stuck on his back, doing nothing, and just absorbing the true energy in his body.

Although the absorption speed is not fast, coupled with the five elements in your body, the recovery ability is extremely strong, it does not cause much impact. But this makes people feel like there is a parasite on your body, which is so uncomfortable.

Zhou Cheng was very difficult to accept at this moment. The sloppy old man clearly said something that seemed extremely important, but that was the case, and he felt even more wrong in his heart.

The sloppy old man looked at Zhou Cheng's back, touched his head suspiciously, and said hesitantly: "It should be true. I only know that this technique is definitely correct. As for whether you have learned it correctly, I don't know."

Seeing the sloppy old man, Zhou Cheng felt more and more wrong: "Why do I feel something is wrong? Isn't this the way you practiced yourself?"

"I don't know!" The sloppy old man shook his head: "I want to learn, but I can't learn it!"

"You..." Zhou Cheng was stunned: "You wouldn't tell me that you know nothing about this technique."

"That's not to say that!" The sloppy old man hesitated for a moment and said in a little embarrassed manner: "From the method of practicing, there is definitely nothing wrong with it. I don't know if there is any problem with your understanding."

"Master, you want to kill me!" Zhou Cheng almost shouted loudly.

The sloppy old man hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay. Logically speaking, as long as you can learn, it's definitely correct. Don't worry, it won't be dead."

"It's okay, this thing doesn't leave after it comes out. I can't dispel it. Could it be that I keep letting it suck it like this?" Zhou Cheng was angry. After he made out a black thing, he regretted it. But after trying it many times, he found that it could not be dispelled at all, so he could only let it stick to his back.

"Don't panic, there must be a way. I'll teach you when I figure it out." The sloppy old man said with a serious look on his face. Seeing that Zhou Cheng was about to get angry again, he immediately mentioned his clothes: "It's okay, we should go out too, so as not to have too many dreams."

After saying that, before Zhou Cheng reacted, he dragged him out of the hole.

At this moment, Beiyue Peak became like a great enemy because of the previous vision, and many disciples were patrolling around. The sloppy old man didn't know what method he used, so he brought Zhou Cheng out from the noses of these people.

After throwing Zhou Cheng in an open space, the sloppy old man did not stop.

"Advisor, I'll think about how to help you collect that thing, and come to you after you find a way. Take care of yourself!"
Chapter completed!