They were praising Yang Zhao loudly here, when a faint voice sounded over there.

"Quiet." It was Zong Sheng's voice, he was floating in the air ten feet above the ground.

As soon as the words fell here, the courtyard quickly fell silent.

"I called you here today just to talk about the blood token. Although I killed the evil spirit, the blood token itself has some troubles. Now you have to go in and fight with each other every few days."

The people below suddenly started making noises.

"Quiet."

People suddenly shut up.

"I cut off one of the rules inside. Now everyone only needs to lose ten times to get rid of the blood token forever. Of course, every time he loses, he will lose a little soul power, but he will not die.

.Every time you win, your soul will become stronger until there is only one person left."

Everyone in the courtyard became happy, and some people who knew what was going on had already begun to offer their thanks and explanations.

As long as there is no life-threatening danger, soul power can also be replenished.

Yang Zhao discovered that Zong Sheng should have a high prestige in the eyes of these people, so once he made a promise, others would believe it.

"Quiet."

"Now let's set a date. How about once a month? Just the fifth of every month."

Everyone in the courtyard agreed unanimously.

"Just do as Senior Zong said."

"Uncle Zong, I will do whatever you say."

………

"Quiet."

There was no sound in the courtyard.

"Then it's okay. Just prepare well when the time comes, and remember not to hurt the harmony of my brother's family."

After Zong Sheng finished speaking, he floated down. He smiled from beginning to end, his voice was calm and gentle, and he explained the matter clearly in a few words, so no one dared to question him again.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, leave quickly, or they will block you in a moment and you won't be able to go back."

While everyone was still talking about it, Zong Yan dragged Yang Zhao and returned to the upper room first.

Zong Yan quickly closed the door and said to Yang Zhao with an exaggerated expression: "Fortunately, I'm smart, otherwise we wouldn't have to sleep all night."

After saying that, he made a gesture with one hand and shouted: "Zhao Ming!"

A ball of light slowly illuminates the room.

Yang Zhao found a chair and sat down, looking at the ball of light with envy in his eyes.

Seeing her expression, Zong Yan came over to her excitedly and asked, "Do you want to learn this little spell?"

"Is that okay? You should have to pay to learn spells, right?" Yang Zhao hesitated.

"Hey, how much does such a little magic cost? I'll teach you. I've never been a teacher."

Yang Zhao: "..."

She has been acting as a guinea pig these days. She met a little fish girl before, and now she meets Zong Yan.

But if someone is willing to teach magic for free, why should she be pretentious?

Yang Zhao nodded happily, bowed pretendingly, and said, "I will definitely be a good student. I would like to thank Mr. Zong first."

"Hahahaha, no need to call me sir, this is just a simple little spell."

Zong Yan said no, but he couldn't stop the smile on his face?

"The first step to learn this spell is to perform it with both hands. People like me who are better at learning it can perform it with one hand."

There was a certain pride in his expression.

Yang Zhao also nodded in agreement, looking at him expectantly.

This was very helpful to Zong Yan, who happily taught her step by step how to perform the formula and how to use spiritual power.

Yang Zhao also followed and learned step by step, but she had never done any knotting since she was a child. Her fingers were not as good as Zong Yan's and she always failed to cooperate well.

"It seems like you don't have a serious teacher. Why don't you go to the private school and have a look? You are already old. If you don't work hard to practice, you will be delayed."

Zong Yan saw her clumsy movements and couldn't help but admonish her.

Yang Zhao had no way to answer this question, so he could only avoid the important ones and take the easy ones: "I studied late and couldn't pass the entrance exam for a private school."

"It's okay. You can follow me back to my house. How about I ask a teacher to teach you?"

Zong Yan thought he had touched her sore spot and began to think of a solution for her.

Yang Zhao quickly shook his head: "How can I bother you? I'm fine now."

Zong Yan: "What's the trouble? You have been a life-saving favor to me. It's just a matter of one sentence to hire a few teachers for you. It won't take much effort."

Yang Zhao still declined politely. It wasn't that she didn't want to go, but that she didn't dare to go.

She also hides a big secret that no one dares to trust. Although the uncle and nephew Zong Sheng and Zong Yan seem to be easy to talk to now, who can guarantee that they will not be the next Fang family?

She didn't dare to make any mistakes.

Yang Zhao could only change the subject: "Do you think this is the standard for my sealing?"

"No, you still need to tighten your wrist a little, and the movements of both hands need to be coordinated together."

Yang Zhao practiced for a while, and finally a small ball of light rose up. Unfortunately, the light was not very bright, and it broke after a while.

But just such a light ball still made her very happy. It was the first spell she learned, and it was also very practical.

At this time, the cry of a big leopard came from outside.

When Zong Yan heard this, he stood up and said, "Xuan Sheng asked me to go back and rest. You can rest in the room too! I won't disturb you anymore."

Yang Zhao suddenly understood that this upper room was prepared for him: "Then where will you rest at night?"

"It's the same firewood room. Xuan Sheng can't enter the other rooms. Say goodbye." After saying that, Zong Yan went downstairs.

Yang Zhao was exhausted mentally and physically, but she did not dare to delay her cultivation. By the time she finished her work, the moon was already in the sky.

Her cat secretly edited the video under the quilt, edited the process of encountering the meteorite rain that day, and posted it on the Internet to report to her family that she was safe.

I looked through the comments section below the video, and it was still as lively as ever.

"Look at this video blogger, he just praised him for a few words and then stopped updating without any praise!"

"Why does this video contain wilderness survival content? But that big leopard is so handsome!"

"Little brother! Handsome little brother! This is his second appearance!"

"I guess they use their own actors, right?"

"In the future, please post more handsome guys and beauties. I'll give you tap water."

"Actually, I found that their videos are very logical, because the sky in the background is always the same. Even if the angle is different, it can be seen that it is the same planet."

"I want to touch a leopard. Does such a big black cat have pink claws?"

"Who wouldn't want to shovel shit for such a big cat?"

"I don't want to, I'm afraid it will eat me up in one bite."

"The planet chosen by the blogger looks like a satellite, and the big one in the sky is a planet."

"I always thought the one in the sky was a bigger satellite."

"No, I compared the entire sky in his videos, and the motion trajectories are not those of satellites."

There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers among these netizens, and there are always people who can discover things that others cannot.
Chapter completed!