The Great Beidou Curse!

Ye Dou took a deep breath.

He once came into contact with the secret book of Taoism, and there was actually a Golden Light Curse in his collection.

I got the Golden Light Curse very early, but I don’t know if it’s because of the high level or the theoretical deductions in it are too nonsense, so I just can’t enlighten it.

I don’t know if this Beidou great mantra can be enlightened.

Let's take a look first.

Ye Dou quickly took the secret book and opened it to check it out, and found that the so-called Beidou great mantra did look different from the narrative of the Golden Light Mantra.

The explanations are more comprehensive. Not only are there methods, but also records of footwork, mantras, etc., which look secret, professional and profound.

The most important thing is that this secret book is handwritten, and the handwriting on it looks a bit sloppy, but the price is that it is real and not like making up random things.

As an outsider, he seems to be able to practice according to this method.

This secret book is actually completely different from the Golden Light Curse.

It also means that this secret book can be practiced essentially.

"Yes, this is the Taoist technique I need."

Ye Dou could see his back groove even when he opened his mouth: "Master Taoist, you have helped me a lot, hahaha, are there any such secrets?"

Lin Zhengyin looked strange: "In the past, there were a few books, and these kinds of secrets were left by the predecessors, and most of them were damaged. Now I only have one of them left on me, and I don't know where the rest were thrown."

"What a pity, thank you, Master." Ye Dou sighed, rolled up the secret book and stuffed it into his small bag.

Lin Yu, who was driving in front, couldn't help but slanted his eyelids, as if he was not understanding.

A mere messy book of props was so happy that it seemed that I almost tore up the book when I was a child.

"Ahem, Brother Ye, I'm actually very interested in your martial arts. I heard that ancient martial arts have a long history, but they have withered in modern times. I don't know if I can ask questions about one or two martial arts."

Lin Zhengyin explained his purpose at this time.

"You want to learn martial arts? The Taoist priest just tells me."

Ye Dou nodded, understood immediately, and said loudly: "The following is a technique called Pure Yang Gong. You can remember the formula first."

...

After saying a few mantras, Ye Dou told the exercise of the rituals and meridians.

Lin Zheng looked shocked after hearing this. As an old Taoist priest, he was naturally familiar with these sentences and judged that this was indeed a Taoist method of practicing Qi, but there were a few key points that were very different, which made him suddenly realize.

Ye Dou explained in detail again, helping the other party understand, and it was all about repaying the other party's favor of giving away fake secrets.

Then he got off the car on an excuse and did not return to his residence immediately. He planned to be alone and calm down and rectify his thoughts.

After calming his excitement of obtaining the secret book, he recalled what he had just experienced, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Is that Professor Yang real now?

If it is fake, who is the fake Professor Yang?

Why can’t the player organization see that Professor Yang has any problems?

There is also the curse on his left hand.

The curse that even a dragon-level powerful man can kill is absolutely extraordinary. I really don’t know if I can withstand it.

Let's wait and see.

If he really can't stand it, he can also hand over the death horn, allowing Yang Haoran to lower his curse level a little, and make do with the soul-sweeping.

As we walked, there were shouts and shouts in a daze.

After a closer look, Ye Dou found that many people gathered in front of a commercial building to watch.

These people are in a strange state, each with excitement, with his head high, and still shouting something in his mouth.

"Jump quickly, why don't you jump and sit there?"

"What a waste of time, I've been sitting for more than an hour."

"Jump, jump right away, my neck is sore."

"Damn, do you jump or not? I've started live broadcasts, and you will get rewards if you jump!"

...

There was a lot of controversy in the crowd, and many people pointed at each other, looking hippie and gloating.

Ye Dou raised his head and looked up at the commercial building. On the edge of the rooftop about twenty floors, he saw a girl in a black dress.

The girl in a black dress sits down on the edge of the rooftop of the 20th floor of the commercial building, wearing sneakers on her feet, floating on her feet, looking down at the bottom, holding a white mobile phone in her hand.

He has good eyesight. Judging from his skin and dress, it can be seen that the girl is not old. Her long hair is blocked by the wind, leaving only a pair of unsightly big eyes outside. She is probably only sixteen or seventeen years old and is very depressed.

"Hey! Jump quickly!"

"You jump!"

"Why haven't you jumped yet!"

"Are you here to make fun of it? Why don't you jump off the building and do it there?"

Today it is windy, and it is a bit bit cold, but the coldest thing is what people say.

These people's words were like a knife, stabbing towards the girl on the roof along the cold wind, causing the other person's emotions to fluctuate, covering his mouth and seemingly sobbing there.

Police cars and fire trucks were already gathering around, and the firefighters had already begun to act, but it seemed that they were too late.

"Are you mistaken? I've been on for more than an hour, and you're just dancing!"

"Jump for me quickly, I'll pick up the child after you finish jumping."

"Jump, jump quickly, you will definitely be on TV tonight!"

The crowd downstairs was even louder, and many people were even applauding, smiling on their faces, and even shouting loudly to urge them to jump off the building.

"Hey! This is jumping off the building, so how can you guys jump off the building like this!" An old man holding a cane roared.

The old man was wearing a Zhongshan suit and looked very straight, with gray hair, and a very energetic person. His face was full of anger and he was very angry.

"Tsk, we have been standing for so long, just to see you jump off the building."

"That's right, if someone wants to dance, then he wants to dance."

"What are you, an old man, doing so much?"

Several people around him rolled their eyes at him, looking as if they were taken for granted.

Ye Dou frowned.

These onlookers look at the dressing of ordinary office workers, so why do their faces suddenly become so ugly?

"Did your conscience be eaten by the dog?"

The old man said angrily, unable to help but hold the crutch with his hands.

A bald man wearing a gold necklace snorted coldly: "Shut up, old man, I have been basking in the sun for more than an hour here. If she doesn't dance, I will go up and push her to dance!"

Bang!

At this time, a loud slap slapped the bald man in the face, thrusting him directly to the ground, spitting out his teeth.

It made everyone scream and looked at the young man who had just taken action.

It was not someone else who took action, it was Ye Dou!

He heard him open his mouth and shout, "A bunch of miscellaneous things!"
Chapter completed!