Seeing Zhirou's appearance never returned, Fang Mingyuan also began to slap her mouth. "How could she be so unlucky? Alas, why did she tell Concubine Min that becoming an immortal or a ghost is on Zhirou? If that's the case, Zhirou goes to find Concubine Min and wants to learn instant transfer techniques. Concubine Min will definitely not refuse! Yaya, hug!

Forget it, it’s better to be cheaper than others. At least, accumulate some merits on your own and make it easier for you to live in the next life!"

Seeing this situation, Fang Mingyuan had to compromise. He quickly opened his mouth and shouted at Zhirou: "Okay, girl, you won! Don't leave, come in!"

After hearing Fang Mingyuan's voice, Zhirou, who was about to continue walking forward, her eyes lit up after a moment of slight smirking. She laughed proudly, and ran back to Xuanji Palace quickly. "Hehe, Mingyuan, you really want to teach me the instant transfer technique, right?"

"Yes, you won! Oh, why am I so unlucky? I met you little bastard!" Fang Mingyuan said depressedly, and glared at Zhirou.

But this was nothing to Zhirou. Zhirou still smiled. "Hehe, what should I do next? Or start learning directly?"

"It's not that simple!" After hearing Zhirou's words, Fang Mingyuan rolled his eyes directly, but soon waved to Zhirou and walked into the inner hall of Xuanji Palace: "Although you are not from my Chongyang Palace, you still have to worship me, the founder of my Chongyang Palace. Then, I can teach you to learn that instant transfer technique!

However, Zhirou, I want to warn you here. No matter what you have done, you must not use it to harm the people after you learn this spell. Do you know? Otherwise, no matter how far away you are, I will chase you!"

"Yes, I know! Haha, but Mingyuan, at that time, can you really do such a ruthless move? You know, by then, I have grown up, and I am a beautiful woman who is so charming!" Zhirou said with a smile, blinking at Fang Mingyuan, and discharging it, without knowing any reserve!

"Are you bragging like this? Puchi..." Fang Mingyuan gave Zhirou a blank look when she heard Zhirou's narcissistic words, but then she couldn't help but laughed by Zhirou. Even her serious expression collapsed immediately.

"Okay, stop talking, come on! Take this incense and give it to the ancestor!" Then Fang Mingyuan waved his hand, lit the incense, handed it to Zhirou, pointed at the warm Taoist priest hanging on the wall, and said in a gentle Taoist priest.

Zhirou also put away her smiling face, took the incense, knelt down, and respectfully burned the incense. Then she stood up hopefully and looked at Fang Mingyuan.

After touching Zhirou's gaze, Fang Mingyuan couldn't help but laugh and scold: "I've lost to you! I'll give it to you!" As he said that, Fang Mingyuan took out a bamboo slip and handed it to Zhirou.

"Oh, this is the secret to the instant transfer technique?" Zhirou blinked curiously and opened it and looked. Then, Zhirou was also silent on the bamboo slip.

The intention moves, the intention moves...
Chapter completed!