.The Soul-Devouring Bow used the Soul-Devouring Bow to shoot a few arrows. Xue Chong felt that he could no longer understand anything. He became completely to consume his power and then use the Huangquan Life and Death Arrow to increase his power. However, this method of improving power is only three or four times a day. There is a significant effect. If he uses too much, it will put a lot of pressure on his body. So he decided to use this method of improving power three times a day.

He knew that he needed to make a breakthrough in his realm, so he decided not to waste time like this to comprehend the knowledge he had learned. It was already at night that he sat cross-legged on the bed and looked like he was meditating and practicing. Rakshasa stood privately in the moonlight under the bed, but there was no trace of shadow on the ground. The moonlight shone through her and shone on the ground. It seemed that the surrounding moonlight was much weaker. It turned out that she was also practicing and the world provided by three moons was even more full of the power of the moon yin. The book of life and death turned back into a book with black paper and white words. It was quietly placed on the table beside the bed. It was also practicing to absorb the yin energy of heaven and earth to restore the original power.

The dean came again late at night but was shocked by Rakshasa. Originally, he didn't believe that Xue Chong could summon Rakshasa like a master who had never seen a very powerful person before, but this peeping surprised him. He even felt that Rakshasa's strength was close to the king level and was the kind of person with extremely rich combat experience once she was close to her. He guessed that he would never have hope of survival unless he could reach the holy level. He couldn't help but be even more frightened and dared not look down on Xue Chong anymore.

The dean, who was hit hard by Rakshasa, decided not to peek at Xue Chong anyway, no matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to cultivate to the imperial level in a few days. "So what if there is a powerful summoning creature, Xue Chong's strength is still so poor that he is not even one level to kill him. Isn't it too little to let him go until the spring trial to clean up!" The dean left in shame while comforting himself.

The next day, Xue Chong spent half a day shooting out three life and death arrows that exhausted all his strength and then prepared to start the detailed control of the power in the afternoon. Now his strength has been significantly improved by three or four times than before, and he can basically reach level one. But when he thinks of the dean's imperial-level strength, he can't help but tremble his legs. However, he still has the Life and Death Book Yan Luo and can refine magic weapons. He doesn't believe that the magic weapons are armed will not be able to protect his own safety.

After Xue regained her confidence, Xue Chong viciously eliminated the food delivered on time like a dean. After a while, she started training on the details of strength control. Detail control is very simple. This has a lot to do with a person's self-control. However, Xue Chong is born with a natural weakness. He is from the information age. He may encounter new things at every moment. There are so many hobbies that can be chosen. He is not the kind of person who is particularly attentive. Self-control is relatively poor. So detailed control training is simply a disaster for him. One afternoon plus one night and the third day plus the whole day. He has achieved a result that is more satisfactory. Finally, if you want to use one point of strength, you will never take out one and a half points. But if you want to control more accurately, you still need further training.

The fourth day was also the last day he practiced at home. He focused on familiarizing himself with the martial arts and body techniques recorded in the Huangquan Life and Death Arrow. All the martial arts were only required to hold a bow and arrow and swing according to his memory. After he was executing it, he felt extremely comfortable even if he was just fighting against the imaginary hostility in his mind.

As for the body movement, since he accepted the inheritance of the soul of the Huangquan Life and Death Arrow, his every move has begun to integrate into those body movements, but he is still in a state that gradually changes some of his original habits and has not fully shown the effect. However, after deliberate practice today, he realized that he had been affected unconsciously.

Exhausted at night, Xue Chong, who was ready to go to bed, suddenly remembered that the other four ghosts that Yan Luo had trained were already past the third day yesterday. It should have been completed, right? He quickly called the Life and Death Book to summon Yan Luo and asked anxiously: "Have the other four ghosts of the old Yan cultivated?"

Hearing the adult call him "Old Yan" just a shadow floating on the life and death book, Yan Luo was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth and replied quickly: "Sir, I see you are immersed in the cultivation of the Huangquan Life and Death Arrow and did not dare to disturb you! Don't worry, the other four ghosts have been cultivated and can serve you at any time!"

"It's good to do well!" Xue Chong suddenly felt energetic. Now, the more strength you have, the more you can survive. He may be willing to accept everyone.

"Sir, please wait!" Yan Luo saluted respectfully and waved a few red and black killing sticks. The four ghosts floated out of the life and death book in turn. As they fell to the ground, they gradually turned from phantoms to entities, standing in front of Xue Chong in a row.

Xue Chong blinked and wiped his eyes again. The three evil spirits of Rakshasa who walked out this time were three beautiful but also with extremely terrifying, fierce, bloody and murderous auras. However, the murderous auras of these three Rakshasa is far less powerful than the first Rakshasa. Xue Chong frowned, although he liked the beauty, he did not like this kind of red armed beauty with pale skin and cold and yin energy.

Although the last ghost who walked out was still full of coldness, he was wearing a white long dress with a dignified and beautiful face. He had a red mole on his eyebrows. His temperament was as sacred and compassionate as Guanyin Bodhisattva. He couldn't help but want to worship him.

"Is this the Yasha Ghost..." Xue Chong laughed and unexpectedly, a ghost had such a holy and dignified appearance of compassion.

Yasha Good Ghost is a kind of ghost that is cultivated by a pure and clean heart or a person with great kindness or a person with great sincerity. This ghost is kind and pure heart and has great magic power to cure all kinds of injuries and eliminate all kinds of diseases. The most good and great merit among ghosts is called Yasha Private.

"Yes!" Yan Luo said proudly: "Sir, these four Yin Ghosts cannot be like the Rakshasa in your shadow, and stay in the outside world for a long time during the day. They need to practice for a certain period of time because their initial power is only several times that of the ordinary ghosts that the first Rakshasa embezzled! You don't have to worry that they have all practiced martial arts and tactics suitable for Yin Ghosts. I believe that they will catch up with the first Rakshasa in the near future!"

"There is such a thing..." Xue Chong pondered for a moment but soon understood the problem. "So that is to say, the first Rakshasa private practice is to use killing as the main method?"

"Yes, sir! She practiced the 'Shura Killing Shijue' to enter the Tao! If she could not be restricted, her achievements would probably be higher than the other three Rakshasa!" Yan Luo replied.

"Oh?" Xue nodded and remembered that the first batch of five ghosts had not yet their names, so he pointed to the first Rakshasa and said privately: "Since you are in the red and wearing red clothes, you are called 'Chilian'!" Then he pointed to the other three Rakshasa and said privately: "You are called 'Jiangxue', you are called 'Danying', you are called 'Zhuyi'!" Finally, he looked at the Yaksha and thought for a while and said privately: "You are called 'Guanyin'!" This guy is really bold enough to even dare to register the name of Guanyin, but in this magic universe, she is the first Guanyin, others are all fake. It's understandable that even Guanyin Bodhisattva cannot get the name back. Who called her a latecomer?
Chapter completed!