The iron has to be struck hot.

And.

This is how I silently wrote down the sword manual to ward off evil spirits, but I haven’t sent it out yet.

So I hurriedly chased after him.

The screen changes again.

Finally, this evil-dispelling sword manual was still placed on the desk of Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan Sect.

And the leader at this time.

His brows have furrowed into the character Sichuan.

With his knowledge and martial arts training, he could naturally tell that the evil sword manual written in black and white in front of him was actually real.

Is it that easy to get it?

Everyone in the world wants to get it, risking everything, killing blood, even if there are corpses everywhere and killing everyone in the house, they still want to get the magic secret book, just because of a word from their precious daughter, the only son of the Lin family, the other party will

I have written it down silently and presented it to him.

However, he couldn't be happy no matter what.

"If you want to practice this skill, you must first go to the palace."

These eight words are now like a curse, like a magic sound entering his ears. The pressure has now been put on him!

"Ping'er, you get up first."

This thing is true, so his current attitude towards Lin Pingzhi is also very good.

His fingers tapped slowly on the table.

"Who else knows besides me?"

Of course, this is not just about Lin Pingzhi.

Also ask Yue Lingshan again.

"Hehe."

"Dad, of course there is also mother. If I hadn't come here from mother first, how dare I, my daughter, put this thing on your desk, father."

Yue Lingshan’s smiling answer.

I don’t believe it.

That’s all.

My mother also knows.

Dad still dares to continue, risking great disgrace and practicing this ghost thing again.

"You...sigh...Shan'er, you are right to do this..."

Yue Buqun was obviously so angry that his liver hurt and his beard trembled, but there was nothing he could do.

Even the madam knows about it!

He originally thought about being more cruel and cruel, but now, alas, he can only put it aside for the time being.

"I will discuss the matter between you two with your mother carefully."

"Shan'er, please step back."

When only Lin Pingzhi was left, Yue Buqun's expression became a little complicated again. It is said that meritorious deeds must be rewarded and delinquencies must be punished. As a disciple, even if he took the initiative to give such a big gift, he himself would not be a little bit shy.

Doesn’t it mean there are none?

"Ahem..."

"Ping'er, please remember, you are not allowed to mention this matter again in the future. Master, I am doing it for your own good. Whatever, just leave the things here for now. Master will keep them for you. This is the first part of Zixia Magic Art, the establishment of our Huashan sect.

Classics, you should take them for practice first."

"Hmm."

"If you don't understand something, you can ask me in person."

After all, he is his close disciple.

Don’t be too harsh.
Chapter completed!