Open Yin Yang Ring

Turns out pie in the sky really does fall from the sky.

With that one sentence, even though Feng Li's words were still so strong, Jiang Luo's feelings for him skyrocketed.

He forced down the laughter at the corners of his brows and, fearing it might be seen, buried his head and covered his face.

Regardless of whether or not Feng Li can make Chi You's soul go away, with just his words, Jiang Luo will have to draw Chi You out and turn him around in front of Feng Li.

Although Jiang Luo prefers to be the one to drive Chi You to distraction, if Feng Li wants to give him a "surprise," he's more than welcome to do so.

Long hair disclosed, blocking the side of his face. Jiang Luo's expression was so tightly covered by himself, that in Feng Li's eyes, it was covered with a layer of sadness and gloom.

But even though he was so upset, Feng Li didn't have the slightest bit of softness in his heart. On the contrary, the evil spirit that made such an outstandingly gifted disciple of the clan so obsessed, had already moved him to kill.

Feng Li's face was cold, burying his murderous intent so clearly that no one could see it.

Upon arriving at the hotel, Jiang Luo was the first to step out of the car.

With the window down, Feng Li faintly asked, "When are you going back to school?"

Jiang Luo is also unsure: "Probably tomorrow."

Feng Li nodded, watching as the dark-haired youth bowed to him and gently turned to head back into the hotel.

It was not until the black-haired youth's tails disappeared between the walls of the building that Feng Li withdrew his gaze, his tone slightly colder, "Who is his master."

The driver said respectfully, "Yes Chen Pi."

Chen Pi was a named disciple under the name of the old Heavenly Master, and Feng Li's excellent memory still had a few impressions of this person, yet these impressions did not ease his attitude by half, and he said coldly as if it were pure ice, "Rubbish."

The driver didn't look up, and listened quietly.

The two direct disciples saw that the atmosphere was not right, and carefully excused themselves.

Only Feng Li and the driver were left in the car.

"The disciple's talent is excellent, but he didn't realize it, and even let the disciple go to one of the twelve universities to study," Feng Li lifted his eyes, his eyes like blades reflected in the rearview mirror, "Holding a heavy treasure in his hand but treating it like a broom, treated in this way, will Jiang Luo not be able to use it for the Feng family? "

Few of the twelve universities had direct disciples from any of the six sects.

The truly gifted, one-in-a-million talents are all hidden away by the six major sects as their cards. The situation like Zhuo Zhongqiu is very rare, and Zhuo Zhongqiu is not only learning, she is also carrying the burden of gathering talents for the Zhuo family.

Jiang Luo's performance in the tournament was remarkable, with many people noticing him from the first level onwards, and after the second level, only more people would discover Jiang Luo's talent.

Although Jiang Luo carried the reputation of being a disciple of the Feng Clan, he did not have a close relationship with the Feng Clan. If someone else's sect wanted to draw Jiang Luo in, Jiang Luo might not be moved.

The car was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Feng Li breathed slowly, and his Yu Guang glanced to his side, where a long black hair remained on the seat.

He stretched out his hand and picked up the fine hair with the tips of his fingers, Feng Li gently shook his hand, and the fine hair seemed to have a life, desperately trying to break free from his fingers.

The nature is strong and steadfast.

Feng Li raised his other hand and bent over with a gentle pressure on his hair.

This one finger, the force looks not much bigger than crushing an ant, but it is as heavy as a thousand pounds, hard to bend the hair to the bottom.

But when the hair was about to bend completely, a small "click" sounded and the hair snapped in two.

Feng Li loosened his palm and looked at the two broken hairs with dark eyes.

It's better to be broken than to be broken.

"When you return, have Chen Pi bring Jiang Luo to me," Feng Li's face was hidden in the shadows as he said faintly, "Tell him that I will accept Jiang Luo as a direct disciple."

*

When Jiang Luo came back, Lu Youyi was still watching TV dramas.

He ordered fried chicken takeout and asked him vaguely as he nibbled on a chicken drumstick, "Back so soon?"

Jiang Luo walked next to him, picked up a chicken nugget and gnawed on it with him, eating and laughing again.

Lu Youyi wondered, "What good thing happened?"

"Nothing," Jiang Luo stifled a laugh, "nothing good happened."

Lu Youyi believed it, "The results are coming out at 8:00 tonight."

Jiang Luo: "After the results come out, we'll leave Yunnan tomorrow?"

Lu Youyi : "Yeah, Mr. Wan has already booked a flight for tomorrow. He said that the top three in the second level will most likely be us again, so we need to hurry up and run, so we don't get sacked by the others."

Jiang Luo : "...... Teachers are so thoughtful."

Lu Youyi took out his tablet with great interest, "I've wanted to watch the replay of our game before, but I don't dare to watch it when I'm alone, Jiang Luo, will you accompany me?"

Jiang Luo was also a bit curious, he packed out the tabletop and hooked his finger towards Lu Youyi, "Come."

Lu Youyi boarded the official website, which only insiders could access, and the live videos of the 130 contestants were ranked from top to bottom in terms of heat, with Jiang Luo's live video at the top of the list.

Lu Youyi clicked in, and the two watched carefully, but when they saw Jiang Luo lying on the bed asleep, the two of them sucked in their breath together.

Only when Jiang Luo was sleeping, a bloodstain appeared steeply on the pillar above his bed, and a blood-soaked female ghost appeared beside the bed, looking down eerily at him.

Jiang Luo never knew that he had been stared at by Wang Xinhui for two nights, and even he felt a chill at the back of his neck for a moment.

There were so many videos of the contestants that they couldn't watch them all, and only finished watching the familiar ones. Lu Youyi stroked his chin, in a rare moment of serious thinking, "According to this trend, Jiang Luo, you're about to win first place."

After saying that, he doggedly said, "Take me flying on the next level."

Jiang Luo couldn't help but smile, "Let's see how you behave."

Lu Youyi squeezes his shoulders solicitously.

The live video played to its conclusion, and the image flashed past the many staff and police outside the school. Jiang Luo saw a familiar face in the crowd, and he dragged the progress back in time to hit the pause button.

"Lu Youyi," Jiang Luo stared at the screen, "is this man the owner of a funeral parlor?"

Lu Youyi probed, "It's him, I saw him two hours ago when I was picking up the takeout."

Jiang Luo asked, "Is he staying at this hotel too?"

After receiving the affirmative result, Jiang Luo smiled lazily, stood up and said, "I'm going to go talk to him for a while, I'll be back before the results of the competition are announced."

Lu Youyi asks, "What do we talk about?"

Jiang Luo touched his yin and yang rings and smiled grimly, "Talk about this thing where he sells counterfeit products."

Those who can be invited to stay in this hotel are not ordinary people, the funeral store owner's looks are quite characteristic, Jiang Luo asked a few people, and found his room.

The funeral store owner was visibly surprised when he opened the door to Jiang Luo, "You wanted to see me about something?"

Jiang Luo said slowly and methodically, "Let me ask you a question."

The funeral store owner looked him up and down and opened the doorway, "Come in."

The funeral store owner's room did not have a large light on, only a few small lights that rendered the atmosphere. Jiang Luo walked over to the table and sat down as the funeral store owner lounged lazily in a rocking chair by the balcony, still sounding like he was about to die, "Go ahead, what question do you want to ask."

"Boss, how does the Yin Yang Ring work?" Jiang Luo said, "To put it bluntly."

The funeral store owner opened one eye, "The Yin-Yang Ring, as the name suggests, is between the intersection of Yin and Yang."

He said slowly, "Do you know why you can see the Yin-Yang ring?"

Jiang Luo said, "Do I have good eyes?"

The boss said, "You're lucky."

Jiang Luo, who had a series of bad luck events, cried and laughed, "I have good luck?"

"This luck is not your luck," said the boss, "the luck I'm talking about is your luck in the netherworld."

"When the Yin-Yang Ring is hidden, not everyone can see it. It's only now that you're wearing it on your hand, with the attraction of yang energy, that it can be seen by the yang people."

Jiang Luo frowned, "Then why can I see it?"

The funeral store owner looked at him deeply, "Because you have a special physique."

Jiang Luo raised his eyebrows, "Huh?"

"The body has death energy and the soul has yang energy, yin and yang are intertwined, which is truly rare," the boss said, "You happen to match the attributes of the yin and yang ring, and this is how you can see the yin and yang ring."

Jiang Luo's heart skipped a beat, and his face was colorless as he said, "What does it mean that the body has a dead energy and the soul has a yang energy?"

The boss yawned, "It's just a literal thing, you're talented and have a bright future ahead of you."

Jiang Luo's heartbeat became a little faster as he tried, "Will such a physique be dangerous?"

"What danger can there be?" The boss said, "Your divine soul fits into your body, and the yin and yang are fused just right. Others are one life, you are one life, as long as you don't mess up, how can there be danger."

It looked like the item about his soul being an outsider didn't register with the funeral parlor owner.

Jiang Luo put his heart down and returned to the original question, "So how can the Yin Yang Ring be opened?"

The boss stretched out two fingers, "There are two methods, one is to have your elders do the method to open the Yin Yang Ring. This method is safe and reliable, but the Yin Yang Ring can mostly only be used as a defense magic weapon, at most with the added effect of repelling demons and suppressing evil."

"The other," the boss looked meaningfully at Jiang Luo, "is when you yourself are in a near-death state between life and death, as a way to stimulate vitality and open the Yin Yang Ring."

"I don't really know what the Yin-Yang ring that opens like this looks like," the boss whispered, "but as long as it opens successfully, it's a big killer."

It's just very possible that if you're not careful, the Yin-Yang Ring will be dead in person before it's even opened.

Jiang Luo calmly said, "Thank you for informing me."

He excused himself and returned to his room, stepping into the bathroom and locking the door behind him when Lu Youyi wasn't looking.

He looked in the mirror and thought about his boss's words.

Safety or getting stronger, do you still need to choose between these two approaches? Jiang Luo Of course it's the latter.

Jiang Luo has experienced the state of near-death many times, will he still be afraid?

He sensibly set his alarm clock and put talismans around the room so that some nasty and vicious evil spirit wouldn't attack the door while he was not prepared. Turned on the hose again and filled the bathtub with water.

While the tub was filling up, he filled the sink with water as well, and after turning on his cell phone stopwatch, he buried his face in the sink.

The clear water did not pass the tip of his nose, did not pass his ears. Jiang Luo closed his eyes for a moment and then jerked his head up, gasping for air.

Taking a look at his cell phone, it showed that he had been holding his breath for a minute and a half.

Jiang Luo set a two-minute alarm based on the time he had to hold his breath, and then lay down in the cold water with his clothes on.

He looked at his hair in the water flailing like a ghost fluttering, the mood is surprisingly calm, with a hint of imperceptible madness, Jiang Luo closed his eyes.

The two-minute countdown for cell phones begins.