Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss Chapter 3164 Perhaps The Harvest Will Not Be Small.

Chapter 3164 Perhaps The Harvest Will Not Be Small.

"Stop eating and follow me." Ling Chuxi dragged Zhou canghai up. She had always wanted to learn how to refine talismans, but she had not found anyone to teach her. She did not expect that this guy in front of her was actually a descendant of a talisman refining family. How could she miss this great opportunity?
"What are you doing?" Zhou canghai was still holding a plate of red braised pork in his hand, and he asked reluctantly.
"First, teach me how to refine talismans, then you can come back and eat slowly." Ling Chuxi said.
"This ... The Zhou family's talisman refining technique is a secret that can not be passed down. "Back then, when my Zhou family's ancestors were famous for their talisman-making skills, many descendants of famous families fought to become my disciples, but none of them succeeded. If you want to learn, you should at least take a bath, change clothes, fast, and burn incense to show your respect to my Zhou family's ancestors ..." Zhou canghai was too proud. He shook his head and pretended to be an expert.
"Oh, then do you want to eat braised pig's head?" Ling Chuxi's gaze stopped on Zhou canghai's bruised face and her tone became cold. She could tell that this guy was the typical kind of person who would run a dye shop if he was given a little face. She must not be too polite to him.
"Uh ... There's no need. Actually, my family's talisman refining technique is worthless. It's the Zhou family's honor that you're willing to learn it. If our ancestors know that our Zhou family's talisman refining technique has a successor, they can rest in peace." Zhou canghai shuddered, his originally straight chest suddenly shriveling, and he couldn't even straighten his back. His entire body was half a body shorter, and his face was full of flattery, like a pug wagging its tail for pity.
Everyone looked at Zhou canghai in shock. 'Isn't this too quick? I've seen people who are afraid of death, but I've never seen someone who's so afraid of death that he's calling himself the Zhou family's ancestor. If they know that you're so afraid of death that you don't have any moral integrity, will they be so angry that they'll come back to life and die again?'
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"Zhou canghai, I finally know why people call you the sword God." Ling Chuxi had originally wanted to beat him up again to make him remember, but after seeing his despicable look, she really did not even have the mood to raise her hand.
"Hehe, that's just my friends 'praise. Actually, with my strength, it's still a bit difficult for me to be called a sword God." Zhou canghai said shamelessly. What do you mean barely? with his strength at the early stage of the monarch realm, he wasn't even worthy of carrying the shoes of the sword God.
"No, you're too humble. You're really cheap." Said Ling Chuxi with a sigh.
Speaking of which, she had seen many pretentious people who were afraid of death, but this was the first time she had seen someone as cheap as sword God Zhou, so cheap that she couldn't even raise her hand.
This village had been completely reconstructed according to the layout of the Golden elixir sect. Although it was a little simple and crude, there were still many empty houses. Very quickly, LAN Xinyu led the two of them to a clean room. It looked like it was meant to be used as an alchemy room. However, it was obvious that no one in this village knew how to refine elixirs.
"Alright, let's start." Said Ling Chuxi as she removed the seal on Zhou canghai's body.
"Okay, first watch me make a spirit talisman, then I will slowly explain it to you later." Zhou canghai stretched his muscles, took out a piece of high-quality Jade, and a bottle of blood-red liquid. He dipped a brush in it and began to write and draw on the Jade.
Ling Chuxi looked at him and sighed. This guy seemed to have some real skills. She might have gained a lot this time.
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