"Brother Rakshasa is really good at joking. I am the leader of a sect in a famous and upright sect. Mingman Lingnan, how can I do such a thing?"

"You have to add more money!"

Zhen Nantian looked serious.

"Add money? Brother Zhennan is really good at joking."

Rakshasa said with a sarcastic smile.

"Do you think this sect leader is joking?"

Zhen Nantian slowly stood up.

A trace of force spread out from him and quickly spread to the entire dojo.

In a blink of an eye, Rakshasa was surrounded by heavy sway.

"Brother Zhennan, what do you mean? I trust you and come to find you!"

The expression of Rakshasa condensed.

"Oh? This sect leader thinks that Brother Rakshasa is desperate."

Zhen Nantian's eyes were a little cold.

"I just said that the cooperation that year has ended. If Brother Rakshasa wants to help from this sect leader, he has to show some sincerity!"

"For example, the corpse refining technique of the Corpse Yin Sect..."

Zhen Nantian couldn't help licking his lips. There were too many unique secret techniques in the Corpse Yin Sect, and the Corpse Refining Technique was one of the best.

"Brother Zhennan has a very good appetite. He even dares to fight the idea of ​​corpse refining skills!"

Rakshasa snorted coldly, "Even if I dare to give it to you, will you dare to practice?"

"I might as well tell you that my level is in the Si Yin Sect, and I can't even be considered an outer disciple, and I only master some superficial methods."

"If you are not afraid of being chased by the powerful people of the Corpse Yin Sect in the future, you can practice as much as possible."

The words of Rakshasa made Zhen Nantian sway for a while.

He still has some understanding of the Siren Sect.

It is indeed a behemoth, very mysterious.

Apart from Jubao Pavilion, there is probably only the Ziyin Sect that can do business throughout the continent.

Moreover, the business of the Ziyin Sect is more extensive than that of Jubao Pavilion.

This sect deals with corpses all year round and is full of warriors who are neither human nor ghost. Some are just half human and half corpses, and even have many clones. It is impossible to tell which corpse the main god is.

What they do is to search for ancient corpses, the body of strong men, or the body of genius, and resell them everywhere.

Zhen Nantian couldn't help but feel scared when he thought of being targeted by such a thing.

Maybe one day in seclusion, a ghost covered in corpse hair crawled out from the ground.

"So that's it, Brother Zhennan, I can pass on you a secret clone technique."

Rakshasa gritted his teeth and said, as if he had made a great decision.

"Classic Art of Clan?"

Zhennantian's eyes lit up.

Which one who can refine clones is not a great power?

With an external incarnation, you can not only practice alone, but also integrate and unite, and your strength will skyrocket!

Unfortunately, what Rakshasa said was different from the clone technique that Zhen Nantian imagined.

The kind that Zhennantian thought was too precious and rare in the world.

What Rakshasa talks about is just the technique of distracting the mind and controlling corpse.

It was the method that last time Rakshasa was distracted from the deacon and went to chase and kill Zhan Wuque.

Although this method is far less than the secret technique of cloning, it is quite rare and can have an extra way of life at critical moments.

"Brother Zhennan, when my injuries are stable, I will ask you to help me catch that boy Zhan Wuque."

Rakshasa Path.

Zhan Wuque's "divine body", he has been obsessed with.

So far, he has not told anyone that Zhan Wuque has practiced the "Nine-Turn Golden Body Legal".

It is because of his purpose, to take over the body and fight for perfection.

"You want to take revenge?"

Zhen Nantian glanced at Rakshasa, "I can promise you, but you have to exchange that escape technique!"

The reason why Rakshasa can escape from the siege repeatedly is that the magical escape technique is of great significance.

Zhennantian is naturally extremely jealous.

"Okay, but you have to catch that kid before you can give it to you. I can only distract you from the corpse control technique first!"

Rakshasa gritted his teeth and said.

For the sake of the "Divine Body", he took the initiative.

As long as you take over the body, Zhan Wuque, add the "Nine-Turn Golden Body Decision", what is this mere escape technique!

After the two sides had finished discussing, Rakshasa immediately passed the technique of distracting the corpse control to Zhen Nantian.

This technique can be refined to great success and can be transformed into ten thousand, with a very magical and extraordinary skill.

Zhen Nantian also took action to temporarily stabilize the soul that was constantly dissipating in Rakshasa.

But it is not easy to clear the evil-proof thunder in the soul of Rakshasa.

Zhennantian also cost a considerable price.

"There is actually a good thing like the evil-proof divine thunder on that kid. If you get it and integrate it into the human sword of this sect leader, your power will definitely increase greatly!"

Zhen Nantian thought in his heart, his eyes showing a look of greed.

"He has a lot of weirdness, but don't worry, this sect leader's plan is only one last step away!"

Zhen Nantian slowly raised his head.

It's dawn.

The disciples in groups of three or three began to meditate and practice in the morning sun.

"I feel that Senior Sister Ruoxi and Senior Brother Hailong have been in seclusion for a long time."

A young disciple spoke and looked at a row of caves in the distance.

There is a high-level disciple's cultivation cave, but now there are weeds growing at the door, and it is almost one person tall.

"Yes, not only them, but some other senior brothers and sisters have not seen each other for a long time. I think they are all in seclusion, and they are really hardworking!"

Another person's eyes showed a light of worship.

"The Third Elder is here!"

Someone saw the third elder coming hurriedly up the mountain from the foot of the mountain, with anger on his face, and many elders following him.

"What happened?"

The disciples were confused.

The third elder went straight to the caves that the young disciple pointed to just now, slapped one of the stone gates and isolation formations with one palm, revealing the empty cultivation room, which was covered with dust. You could tell at a glance that the owner of the room had been gone for a long time.

"What's going on? Sister Ruoxi, isn't she in seclusion? The ban at the door has not been removed, what about her??"

Some disciples shouted.

The third elder opened all the training rooms in a row, leaving all empty.

The elders and deacons who followed all changed their faces.

"Where are people?"

These practice rooms are all high-level disciples, many of which are personal disciples under the sect leader!

Now he is inexplicably missing!

This is a big deal!

"Three Elder, what does it mean to lead people to my main peak?"

Zhennantian floated lightly at some point.

"The sect leader is here just in time. I'm just about to ask the sect leader, where are the disciples on the main peak??"

The third elder took a deep breath and asked barely in a calm tone.

“They are out on missions.”

Zhen Nantian replied lightly.
To be continued...