Xu Jia chuckled: "If you wear someone else's clothes, you have to check them carefully, otherwise you don't know how you died."

Huang Daopo's mind was in a state of confusion and she asked nervously: "So what if you check it several times? Have you already seen through the soul-locking rope wrapped in the clothes?"

Xu Jia nodded proudly.

Huang Daopo frowned: "There is no reason. You can't see through it. I disguised myself well, how could you see through it? How did you do it?"

Xu Jia curled his lips.

I don't know that this great immortal has refined thousands of soul-locking ropes in his previous life. He has seen many of them. You can tell at a casual glance what the difficulty is.

However, he was too lazy to explain so much to Huang Daopo, and she didn't pay her, so why did he give her so much science knowledge?

Zi La La!

Seeing the blazing fire on the soul-locking rope, Xu Jia's face was full of pride: "I discovered the soul-locking rope, and I can naturally deal with it. I have secretly arranged the fire talisman outside my clothes. As long as I have a thought, the fire talisman will

It will burn blazingly and release the Tao Fire. You see, this fire is burning so brightly. Hey, I say, why not take back the soul-locking rope, it would be a pity to burn it down like this."

Huang Daopo shouted angrily: "It's useless, don't be too proud. I know you are lying to me. Your Taoist fire can't burn my soul-locking rope at all. It won't burn, it will never burn."

Xu Jia shook his head: "If you don't cry until you see the coffin, there are no absolutes in this world."

He thought of a mantra: "The Tao is full of fire, and the Supreme Lord is as urgent as the law."

Sizzle...

The Tao fire suddenly raised the temperature and burned the soul-locking rope.

Within ten seconds, the soul-locking rope was burned to ashes.

Huang Daopo was dumbfounded: "How is this possible? The soul-locking rope was really burned?"

Xu Jia extinguished the fire, then went over to release Lan Xiuhe and waved to Huang Daopo: "I told you that the soul-locking rope can't be burned, but you just didn't listen. Now you regret it. Don't you feel bad?

?”

Huang Daopo stared at the ashes in silence for a long time, and finally raised her head, furious, with murderous intent in her eyes: "How do you know so much? Who are you?"

"I am Xu Jia."

"So you are Xu Jia?"

Huang Daopo's mind was like thunder: "Why am I so stupid? Today is the last night of Rakshasa practice. Xu Jia will definitely show up. I didn't expect it. You are lying to me because you are from the Yi ethnic group.

You lied to me."

Xu Jia chuckled: "It's just a white lie, just to tease you."

Huang Daopo looked murderous: "No one dares to make fun of me. You are the first and the last."

Xu Jia waved to Huang Daopo: "Forget it, you can't even make a joke, it's so boring, let's take our leave and go first if we have something to do."

"Still want to run."

Huang Daopo roared angrily, discarding her old look. With a swish, like a gust of wind, she floated in front of Xu Jia. Her hands were covered with silk threads, like a huge net, floating in the air. She stared coldly.

Xu Jia: "Today, you have teased me again and again. How can I spare you?"

Xu Jia was not afraid: "You want to kill me?"

"So what if I kill you? I want your soul to be gone and you will never be reincarnated."

Huang Daopo was angered, her evil side filled her mind, and she became irrational.

Xu Jia waved to Huang Daopo: "Okay, come and kill me, but I guess you can't walk seven steps."

"Nonsense."

Huang Daopo was extremely disdainful. He held a huge net in his left and right hands and rushed towards Xu Jia, intending to catch him all.

However, we have just taken the seventh step.

Buzz!

Huang Daopo seemed to have roots under her feet, nailed to the ground and unable to move.

She was running forward at an extremely fast speed. Little did she expect that her feet would be nailed to the ground. Her whole body leaned forward and hit the ground with a bang, making her lose her shit.

The momentum was so great that it created a big hole in the ground.

Lan Xiuhe was so frightened that she covered her eyes and said in a crisp voice: "Even the rocks were smashed out of a big hole. Bad uncle, will Huang Daopo be concussed by the smashing?"

Xu Jia said: "Not only is there a concussion, but there will also be cerebral hemorrhage."

Lan Xiuhe covered her mouth and snickered: "Bad uncle, you are the worst."

Huang Daopo fell hard and struggled to stand up for a long time.

She was a ghost and could not bleed, but her face was flattened, her facial features were displaced, her face was distorted, her face was ashen, and her soul was about to fly out after the fall.

"Damn it!"

Huang Daopo's eyes were splitting, he shook his head, moved his flattened body back to its original position, exerted force on his feet, and moved his steps with all his strength.

However, his feet were nailed to the ground and could not move at all.

Huang Daopo was angry and happy: "What is going on? Xu Jia, what did you do to me?"

Xu Jia chuckled: "I didn't do anything, I just gave you a pair of shoes."

"Little shoes? Are there ghosts in these shoes?"

Huang Daopo pressed her toes vigorously, and then she realized that her feet had no feeling, as if they were not her own. No matter how she moved, she had no feeling.

Moreover, these shoes are really getting smaller and smaller, binding the feet and preventing them from moving at all.

Huang Daopo was confused: "What kind of shoes are these, so powerful?"

Xu Jia laughed loudly: "You don't even recognize this? Mother-in-law, you are really stupid. Aren't these shoes also soul-locking ropes? I disguised them a little, but you don't recognize them?"

He waved his hand, and the fabric on the shoes fell away, revealing the dark silk threads.

The threads crisscrossed each other in strange ways.

Like an endless net, Huang Daopo's feet were tightly bound.

Huang Daopo was extremely confused: "This is the soul-locking rope. Who are you kidding? The soul-locking rope looks like this. The soul-locking rope will lock all three souls and seven souls. Don't try to fool me."

Xu Jia curled his lips and said, "Mother-in-law, at your age, your training has been wasted."

Huang Daopo snorted: "You brat, you want to teach me a lesson too?"

Xu Jia chuckled: "I'm not teaching you, but giving you guidance."

He pointed at the spinning wheel and kicked it down, smashing the wheel.

Huang Daopo was furious: "How dare you destroy my spinning wheel."

Xu Jia pointed to the broken wheel and asked directly: "If the wheel of the spinning wheel is broken, can it still spin?"

"this……"

Huang Daopo said bitterly: "Of course not."

Xu Jia pointed to Huang Daopo's heart again: "If your heart stops, can you still live?"

"You don't have to ask, of course you can't." Huang Daopo was already impatient.

Xu Jia pointed to Huang Daopo's feet again: "In the same way, your feet are tied, can you still walk?"

"I……"

After hearing Xu Jia's words, Huang Daopo was about to get angry, but after thinking about it, she seemed to understand something.

Xu Jia further explained: "Although the fist is hard, you can cut off one of its fingers and the power of the fist will be eliminated. If you accomplish one point, you can destroy the enemy. Why destroy all of them? In the same way, the soul-locking technique can only lock one point.

Why bother controlling all of them when you can control them?"

Huang Daopo suddenly realized.

"I understand, I finally understand. No wonder I haven't made a breakthrough in the soul-locking technique for so many years. It turns out that this is the truth. I pursued the big and comprehensive too much, but ignored the small and precise. I made a big mistake along the way of cultivation.

Wrong."

Xu Jia laughed: "Huang Daopo, are these words of mine worth anything? If I don't break this layer of window paper for you, you won't be able to understand it even if you practice for another thousand years. Tell me, how can you thank me?"

Huang Daopo's face turned red, she pointed to her ears and shook her head: "I can't hear what you said, I can't hear it at all."

Xu Jia was furious.

Here we go again!

Please, even if you pretend to be deaf, can you be more professional?

Lan Xiuhe swung her tail and sang a song: "Old woman, shameless, pretending to be deaf, shameless, accepting favors, only to retaliate..."

Xu Jia hurriedly winked at Lan Xiuhe: "Stop it, stop singing."

Lan Xiuhe pouted: "What's wrong? Can't I just say a few jingles?"

Xu Jia pointed at Huang Daopo: "Look, Huang Daopo has changed her face again."

Lan Xiuhe turned to look at Huang Daopo, and sure enough, she found that her face changed drastically. She looked embarrassed just now, but in the blink of an eye, she showed a murderous and murderous face.
To be continued...