After seeing off Wu Xuedao, Su Jin returned to the wing room, refining the demonic energy in the thunder sword while waiting for the night to come!

Although he was not sure what the City God wanted to do, he was sure that the other party would not have any kindness to him.

"Stop refining, I'm afraid, I'm convinced, I really admit defeat." Just as he was thinking, the begging sound of the demon spirit suddenly sounded in the thunder sword in front of him.

Su Jin came to his senses, but he still turned a blind eye to it and even increased the efforts to refine the demonic energy.

"Master, Master, I am willing to recognize you as the Lord and serve you for life. The result of your eyes is the point of my sword." The demon spirit begged in pain.

Su Jin said coldly: "I don't need you."

"What you need, it must be." After Su Jin's refining day and night over the past few years, the demon spirit has reached the verge of collapse and no longer has the courage to be tough: "I can walk in the darkness for you and do all the things that are inconvenient for your identity. I can turn against you and go through fire and water just to achieve your request. In order to make you trust me, I can let go of my mental defense and let you plant a puppet mark in my soul, just ask not to completely refine me and be wiped out! I don't want to be born in such a confused way, and die humbly without even seeing the sun. Master, please give me a chance and a chance to be loyal."

Su Jin paused his fingers slightly, and then raised his body from the sword: "Then let go of your mental defense completely. I don't need a sword spirit without substantial effects, but I need a messenger of the dark side. Since you have recommended yourself, then you will take a look first."

"Yes, master." The demon spirit paused for a long time and finally replied delicately.

"Speak well." Su Jin frowned and said in a deep voice.

Demon Spirit: "..."

After the Demon Spirit completely let go of his mind defense and made Su Jin imprint the puppet marks deep in her soul, Su Jin unsealed the seals layer after layer on the Thunder Sword. A stunning phantom of a tall and long legs and beautiful cheeks flew out from the sword body and kept spinning around Su Jin.

"Sit honestly, I'm dizzy when you turn around." Su Jin said.

Demon Spirit: "..."

"Do you have a name?" Su Jin looked at each other and was silent for a long time. He coughed dryly, breaking the inexplicable embarrassment.

"Please give me a name." The demon spirit knelt on the ground and spoke, and a trace of snow-white appeared on his chest inadvertently.

Su Jin completely ignored the temptation that the other party deliberately showed and said lightly: "Your body is a demon spirit, so why not just call it a demon spirit."

Demon Spirit: "..."

Can you, don't be so casual!

"What are your different opinions?" Su Jin asked, looking at her reluctant look.

"I don't dare." The demon spirit touched the ground with his head, complaining wildly in his heart, but he did not dare to show a trace of it.

Several years of refining have caused her to have a serious psychological shadow on Su Jin. When the other party frowned, she began to be frightened!

"I originally planned to attend the City God Banquet tonight, but now that you have appeared, there is no need to expose me." Seeing that the demon spirit stopped talking, Su Jin began to think about another serious matter and raised his eyes and said, "I will look through your eyes and ears to hear what they are doing, expressing my will through your mouth and body."

"Everything is decided by the master." The evil and cruel demon spirit disguised himself as a well-behaved person, like a cat put away its sharp nails.

"Fatty, are these monsters I wanted to sneak in last night?" In the outer courtyard, Nezha looked at the blooming flowers in the corner of the wall in amazement, as well as animals locked by ropes and iron chains.

"Young master, my monk is called Fatto Tuo, not Fatto." Fatto Tuo explained seriously.

"It's all the same, anyway, I can't live without fat." Nezha said casually, with a look of thought in his eyes, and he turned around and ran to the west wing where Su Jin was.

"Uncle, uncle, can you teach my immortal scriptures today?"

Su Jin put away the demon spirit, carried the thunder sword on his back, and reached out to open the door: "Of course. Uncle today teaches you the Tianyuan Fire Control Skill, which can better practice the power of the fire attributes in your body, complement each other and achieve each other."

Nezha couldn't hide his excitement, and he was furious and smiled with a big mouth, saying, "That's great, great, thank you uncle."

Su Jin touched his hair, smiled and nodded, and recited the formula word by word. After he remembered the entire formula, he began to teach him how to practice the formula and practice the immortal scriptures.

Time passed quickly in this one-on-one teaching. At noon, Yin Shiniang came over once, but she did not disturb them. She just asked the maid to send some fruits and cooked food.

In a blink of an eye, the sky outside became dark.

"Okay, let's come here first today. After you go back, you practice and think about it carefully. If you always can't figure out any problems, come and ask me tomorrow." Su Jin turned his eyes and looked at the sky outside the window and said softly to Nezha.

"Yes, thank you uncle." Nezha bowed to Su Jin seriously and left with satisfaction.

Tonight, he was destined to be sleepless.

After he left, Su Jin released the demon spirit, used the puppet marks in her soul to forcibly control her body, completely covering up the demonic energy around her, quietly penetrated the wall, passed through the long street where countless ghosts and monsters were hidden, and finally arrived in front of the City God Temple with carved beams and painted buildings and incense.

At this time, there were no figures near the Chenghuang Temple. All the scenery around it looked pale under the cold moonlight, and there was an inexplicably gloomy atmosphere.

Gradually, it was the second day of the sky, and the moon was on the west sky, and the time and space near the City God Temple suddenly began to twist strangely. It was obvious that the temple was here, but if it were not for the psychic person, he would not be able to see this temple again, let alone step into it.

Two figures, one black and one white, walked out of the temple gate, standing on the left and right sides of the gate, and cold air emanated from them, and layers of frost condensed under their feet.

"Chentangguan Landlord is visiting!" A loud shout suddenly appeared in the foggy streets. Four paper men came over the foggy sedan chair, one of which sang.

"Please get out of the sedan chair!" The black and white evil spirits bowed and said in unison.

The old man in the land, wearing a thick yellow robe and leaning on an old tree crutch, stepped out of the sedan chair steadily without looking at the black and white evil spirits, and entered the City God Temple directly.

"The older this old man, the more pompous he is. He is just a land master, pretending to be like a celestial immortal in the upper realm, is really shameless." After the land master entered, a god wearing red sleeves and black clothes came to control the fire and muttered disdainfully.

"I have seen the Kitchen God." The black and white evil spirits saluted with expressionless faces.

"You don't have to be polite, two brothers, I'm not an outsider." The Kung Fu Prince smiled gently at Shuangsha, and then entered the City God Temple.
Chapter completed!