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In the end, he concluded that boys' urine was effective.

Cinnabar, glutinous rice, chicken blood, and black dog blood are useless at all.

After trying all these things, Wang Chong began to think about how to get the Golden Buddha and the Taoist scriptures. He didn't know if this kind of thing was useful to deal with evil things, but he had to try it anyway.

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In the early morning, Wang Chong was practicing sword in the yard with a bronze sword.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Wang Chong swung his sword faster and faster, and a few thin leaves fell. Wang Chong seized the opportunity and slashed over without hesitation.

At this moment, Wang Chong saw a translucent sword energy slashing out from the sword body, and several thin leaves in front of him were instantly shattered and drifted away with the wind.

"Sword Qi!"

Seeing this moment, Wang Chong was stunned: "How could I cultivate sword energy?"

Wang Chong has learned kung fu in every plane. For example, in the Great Heavenly Dynasty, his kung fu ability fought with several strong men for dozens of rounds. However, no matter how powerful it is, there is no such so-called sword energy.

But it appeared in this plane.

Strange!

After thinking about it, Wang Chong punched the little tree in front of him.

"Bang!"

It was obvious that the fist did not touch the small tree, but the small tree directly 'clicked' and had a crack.

"I can easily cultivate such energy, but why don't others?"

Just as I was thinking, I saw Zhao Dahai and Wei Yan coming.

"My son is so diligent. I heard the sound of you practicing sword early in the morning. It's useless to learn martial arts. Don't practice your body badly." Zhao Dahai said happily.

"Dad, why do you say that learning martial arts is useless?"

"Because no matter how powerful the martial arts are, it cannot deal with evil things."

"Is that right?" Wang Chong originally thought so, but after seeing his energy, he felt that it was not like that.

"Of course, but good son, you are quite similar to me when I was a child. When I was a child, I was measured to have a level seven spiritual root. Just like you, I practice swords and martial arts every day, and I want to learn something and become successful and I will be the masters. It's a pity that I have studied for several years but have not cultivated what the masters said, and the energy is released!"

"Dad knows anything about martial arts?"

"At that time, your grandfather gave Master Gao a sum of silver. I learned it for some time, but unfortunately I didn't even learn any energy."

Wang Chong was surprised.

His father had as many spiritual roots as seven levels, but he didn't learn any energy at all, but he easily learned it.

Could it be that learning this thing is the opposite?

The lower the spiritual root, the easier it is to learn, and the higher the spiritual root, the more difficult it is.

In a vague way, he felt that the world was not that simple.

For example, in other planes, people who can see evil things are different from ordinary people and are all people with special physiques.

And here, those who can see evil things will not live long.

He was curious, but Wang Chong didn't say much. When his parents left, he looked at the no one around him and came to the haunted hut.

Today, he has too many doubts about cultivating energy.

Why did he advance so quickly in cultivation?

Why does his father have a high spiritual root but his cultivation level does not increase?

Can the energy deal with evil things?

Only the third one can solve these three problems as soon as possible.

Flipping through the window, Huang and Zhao Rong left and showed up.

"Brother." Zhao Rong owed her body and looked at Wang Chong curiously.

These days, Zhao Rong and Wang Chong have become very familiar with each other, but she is still full of curiosity about Wang Chong, her brother.

On the other side was a trembling male ghost. Now he was only a small ball left, and he couldn't even condense his body, leaving only a bad face.

"Abin." Wang Chong looked at him. These days, he also knew that this male name was Abin.

"Master." Abin shivered: "What else can I do to deal with me today? Don't pee with a boy anymore."

"Don't worry, I just use my fists."

"call……"

Abin breathed a sigh of relief. In his opinion, Zhao Xiaodong, a child, was just a boy who was urinating. As long as he didn't need a boy to urinate, he would do whatever he wanted.

"Tiger-shaped fist!"

Wang Chongqing shouted and punched him out.

"Buzz!"

An invisible gas blasted out from his fist, and Abin's eyes narrowed. Looking at the invisible gas, he felt a scattered smell.

"No……"

Abin howled, and the black mist gas with only one head left dissipated directly.

"Uh?" Wang Chong was stunned. The black fog was gone? Or was he hiding?

"Brother, Abin's soul is gone." Zhao Rong said in a little horror. For these evil creatures, the most feared thing is the soul is to lose.

"Has the soul been scattered?"

Wang Chong looked at his fist and a sense of pride was emitting. His bullshit spiritual roots were of low level, and he was rushing to his own power. There were definitely few people who could deal with it.

"Is it the policy of fooling the people?" Wang Chong suddenly had an idea.

"Xiaodong, how did you cultivate such divine power?" Huang asked.

"I don't know either." Wang Chong shook his head.

"You are only six years old, and you are already so powerful. You have cultivated energy. Could it be that you and your father are also talented in level seven spiritual roots?" After thinking about it, she shook her head: "Strange, although Dahai has a talent for level seven spiritual roots, when I practiced with him every day, he did not cultivate energy at all. Instead, I cultivated a little..."

"You made it?"

"Yeah." Huang sighed: "Your father and I have been childhood sweethearts. I was tested for level 3 of spiritual roots, but your father still never left me. Then he gave birth to Rong'er in the year 18. Unfortunately, Rong'er was only ten years old. He accidentally entered here and was killed by Abin. In order to save Rong'er, he was killed by him..."

"Then have you seen evil things when you were a child?" Wang Chong asked.

"I saw it when I was eight or nine years old. After marrying here, I saw the strangeness of this hut. Then I invited Master Gao to come and asked him to come and seal the place."

After listening, Wang Chong became more sure of his guess.

The lower the spiritual root, the easier it is for a person to cultivate the energy. Therefore, Zhao Dahai did not cultivate it back then, but was cultivated by Huang, who had the third level of spiritual root.

Unfortunately, Huang was just a woman, and Xiuwu was purely to accompany Zhao Dahai. After Zhao Dahai stopped practicing, Huang also gave up practicing.

"It's not a solution for you mother and daughter to stay here. Why don't you go to the underworld and become a new person?" Wang Chong asked.

"We don't know about this. After we died, we were locked up here. Xiaodong, if possible, please take your sister out of here and save her as soon as possible."

"I will find a way for you."

Wang nodded. There seemed to be a problem with the way of heaven in this world. People died and did not enter the cycle of reincarnation. They all remained in the sun. No wonder monsters and monsters are rampant here.

"Son, son..." At this time, Zhao Dahai's voice came from outside.

Hearing the sound, Huang looked at him affectionately from the window: "The sea is fat, hey, it's a pity that I can't stay by my side with him."

It can be seen that Huang and Zhao Dahai have a deep relationship. Wang Chongjue found that it was precisely because of this that his mother and others did not mention the matter in the room. They were worried that mentioning Huang's mother and daughter would make Zhao Dahai sad.

"Dad..." Zhao Rong also looked at Zhao Dahai from afar and shouted, but unfortunately Zhao Dahai could not hear the voice of the deceased.

"I'll leave first."

Wang Chong crawled out: "Dad, I'm here."

"How did you, your child, get in?" Zhao Dahai frowned.

He knew that the one who was buried in it was his former wife and daughter, but he also knew that it had been unclear. Originally, he could have found someone to destroy the dirty things in the house, but he couldn't bear it. What if the person who was haunted was his wife and daughter?

"When you were a child, you didn't let me in, so I'll take a look." Wang Chong didn't mention Huang and the others. He was too young at the moment, and I'm afraid that even Zhao Dahai wouldn't believe him easily.

"You kid, I have told you a few times, so you can't just enter here."

Zhao Dahai walked to the window and looked inside. Wang Chong could see that the Huang family and his daughter were standing in front of Zhao Dahai at this moment, but Zhao Dahai could not see at all.

"Dad, those are rumors, there is no dirty thing here." Wang Chong changed the topic: "Do you have something to ask me for?"

"It's nothing, let me tell you, I'll go out with your mother, stay at home and don't run around." Zhao Dahai said and closed the window.

"Why go out?"

"What happened to Zhang Liang, the son of Zhang Butcher's family!"

A different life of a demon
Chapter completed!