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As a result, when Old Man Cao woke up, there was a sea of corpses and blood in the courtyard of the Zhang family.

There were more than a hundred people in the Zhang family, and Old Man Cao looked around, not one less, it was neat, all lying in a pile.

At that time, Old Man Cao was scared, this family was all dead, but he was the only one who died, Old Man Cao was happy and afraid.

Happily, he survived this massacre that he didn't know where to go.

What I was afraid of was that if others knew that the Zhang family was dead, I had no evidence to prove it.

That will definitely be beaten into a trick by those snobby doors, and then it will be yellow mud and fall off the crotch of your pants - not but also.

This startled Old Man Cao, and he hurriedly ran towards the gate of Zhang's mansion desperately.

As a result, after running for a while, Old Man Cao only felt a breath of blood rushing up, and a mouthful of blood was vomited out.

One of them rolled down the side of the road, only to feel dizzy and bloody.

But at the moment of crisis, Old Man Cao did not dare to slacken, quickly struggled to get up, and stumbled home.

Only then did this have the scene just now, Shen Xuan did not dare to snub, and busily fed medicine to Old Man Cao.

When Old Man Cao finished drinking the medicine, Shen Xuan carefully wiped his mouth for Old Man Cao with his sleeve.

Old Man Cao took a breath and continued,

"Xiao Xuan, you have to listen carefully to the next words," and coughed after speaking.

As soon as Shen Xuan heard this, something was not quite right, and he quickly helped Old Man Cao pat his back, relieved his breath, and just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Old Man Cao.

"Xiao Xuan, the old man knows what you want to say, you don't need to say more, the old man knows my own body best."

Shen Xuan still wanted to say something, Old Man Cao waved his hand and continued.

"Xiao Xuan, don't say it, the old man's next words, you must listen well, remember, must remember for a lifetime."

When Shen Xuan heard this, he did not continue to speak, he knew that Old Man Cao might really not be able to do it this time.

In the past, Old Man Cao had always looked like a giggle, but this time, Shen Xuan saw the serious Old Man Cao.

"In the past, you didn't often ask me why I have such great skills, but I still have to do some fly camp dogs, but now I tell you everything you want."

Shen Xuan didn't have the heart to think about anything else at this time, sitting on the edge of the bed and listening carefully to Old Man Cao's speech.

In the dimly lit hut, the old man lay on the bed, and the young man sat on the edge of the bed, forming a beautiful picture, which was the first and probably the last serious conversation between the master and apprentice.

"Xiao Xuan, in the past, you always asked me why I didn't teach you those magical tricks, you didn't understand it before, I didn't say it, now I tell you, those are not called tricks, they are called - spells."

"Spells, that is, magic and magic, law is the foundation of art, art is the scattered leaf of law, just as the so-called cultivation does not practice law, in the end of the void, practice without cultivation, there is no way to protect the way, we people rely on this spell to change our lives against the sky."

"Master, I used to be just a busker, once by chance, I got a book of techniques, which is the trick you see, today I will teach you this technique, from today onwards, you have a new identity - practitioner."

When Shen Xuan heard this, he quickly knelt beside the bed, his mind was blank, spells, practices, these things that he had never touched before, made Shen Xuan stunned for a while.