Ye Ming frowned and said coldly: "Do I seem to be lying?"
Zhang Heng suddenly burst into tears. While crying, he knelt down and banged his head three times. His scalp was broken and blood flowed. He said: "If brother really has the Three Corpses Sutra, don't talk about ordering souls." I have made a contract, even if it kills me immediately, I will never regret it!"
Ye Ming felt pity in his heart. If there was no great despair, this horizontal line would not be in this shape. He helped the other party and said lightly: "Get up, I have something to say."
Zhang Heng stood up and looked at Ye Ming blankly.
Ye Ming said sternly: "The Three Corpse Sutras are not trivial, they belong to god-level techniques! This technique can only be practiced by those with corpse veins. It is your blessing that you met me today. Now, let go of your will and accept it." My control."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on Zhang Heng's forehead. Beiming immediately followed Ye Ming's palm and entered Zhang Heng's body. The next moment, Zhang Heng felt his sea of consciousness tremble slightly, and a tiny talisman appeared, merging with his soul and becoming indistinguishable from each other. Through this talisman, Ye Ming can easily know some of Zhang Heng's thoughts. As long as he is willing, he can detonate the talisman at any time and kill Zhang Heng.
Of course, the talisman was Beiming's handiwork. Ye Ming is not yet that capable of planting contracts in other people's souls.
Ye Ming took his hand away, and Zhang Heng felt that Ye Ming was even more unfathomable. He knew that only Wu Jun could do things like soul contracts. He didn't understand how Ye Ming did it.
"Brother, so you recognize me?" he asked nervously.
Ye Ming nodded slightly: "From now on, you will be my follower. Go to where I live in a while, and I will teach you the first chapter of the Three Corpses Sutra."
Zhang Heng was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly.
Ye Ming called Bao Bufan and others over, expressed his gratitude to several students who came with him to help out, and hoped to invite them to have a meal at the Ten Thousand Beasts Tower. Zhang Heng became anxious when he heard this. He patted his chest and said, "Brother, I have to treat this guest!"
So, two groups of people went to the Ten Thousand Beasts Tower in a mighty manner. More than twenty people sat in a large private room and had a hearty meal. Zhang Heng actually didn't have much money. When he paid the bill after the meal, he actually spent more than a thousand Wujun coins, which made him cry in pain.
People on both sides can't make a deal without fighting, and when they left the table, they had already begun to call each other brothers.
After Bao Bufan and others left, Zhang Heng followed Ye Ming to the dormitory. Zhang Heng saw that the place where Ye Ming lived was "shabby" and immediately said: "How can the eldest brother live in a place like this? I will go back and tell my father and ask him to get a villa for the eldest brother where the tutor lives."
Ye Ming said: "No need, I won't live in this place for a long time."
When the two entered the room, Ye Ming dictated the first chapter of the Three Corpses Sutra to each other. Zhang Heng's memory was surprisingly good and he memorized it in one go.
The "Three Corpses Sutra" has a total of nine chapters. In addition to allowing people to cultivate to the realm of martial arts, the first chapter also has methods of raising corpses and many secret methods of corpse path. Only then did Zhang Heng realize that Ye Ming had not lied to him. This was indeed the Three Corpses Sutra. He could tell it from the first few hundred words, and his people were immediately excited.
Ye Ming said coldly: "Zhang Heng, don't tell anyone about the Three Corpses Sutra, including your father, do you understand?"
Zhang Heng nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, brother, if my father asks, I will tell you that I met an expert in the corpse path and taught me a corpse path technique, and I will never mention brother."
Ye Ming said: "The Three Corpses Sutra is not a trivial matter. If outsiders know about it, not only will your life be in danger, but I will also be implicated. Not only can you not tell the Three Corpses Sutra, you can't even reveal the special methods above to others easily. Unless You have to use it when your life is in danger, you know?"
"Yes, I've written it down." Zhang Heng nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Okay, you can practice here tonight." After Ye Ming said that, he ignored him and went to another room to meditate.
Zhang Heng finally calmed down his excitement. He took a deep breath and then began to practice the "Three Corpses Sutra". He was worthy of being a Corpse Vein Master. In just a moment, those meridians that normal energy could not pass through immediately became active, and a gloomy, cold alien energy began to flow through his meridians.
When Ye Ming went out the next day, Zhang Heng was still in seclusion. He was in deep samadhi and it seemed that he would not wake up for ten days and a half. Ye Ming didn't bother him and went to train.
After completing the morning training as usual, he and Bao Bufan went to the cafeteria to eat.
The cafeteria of Dongqi College is separate. The twenty-one people in Ye Ming's class have a dedicated cafeteria. The quality of the food in the cafeteria is actually good, not even much worse than that of Wanshou Tower.
The cafeteria is not big, and it feels like a small restaurant. Bao Bufan and Ye Ming were sitting together. Before they had ordered the food, they heard someone shouting at the door of the cafeteria: "Who is Ye Ming?" The voice was clear and sweet, carrying A bit soft and sweet.
Ye Ming turned around and saw a girl, seventeen or eighteen years old, with an oval face, fair skin, wearing a yellow tights, and a graceful figure, who was calling people.
Bao Bufan's eyes lit up, he touched Ye Ming and said, "Ye Ming, beauty, I'm looking for you!"
Ye Ming stood up and said, "I am."
The girl took a distant look, then walked into the cafeteria and said with a smile, "My name is Fang Pingping. Brother Ninth asked me to come to you."
Ye Ming's heart moved and he said: "A member of the Fang family in Xianyang City? Do you know Fang Yibai?"
Fang Pingping smiled and said, "Have you guessed it? Fang Yibai is my ninth brother. He wrote to me before and asked me to inquire about you. If you come to Dongqi College, I will take care of you more."
Ye Ming glanced at the other party. This Fang Pingping's cultivation was not weak. She was already a first-class warrior. It was not an exaggeration to say that she would take care of him.
"Thank you, I don't need anyone else to take care of me." Ye Ming refused directly. He was familiar with Fang Yibai, but not Fang Pingping.
Fang Pingping was stunned. She obviously didn't expect Ye Ming to have such a reaction. She blinked her smart eyes and said, "Okay, it's up to you. If you need help, just go to Elite Class Three to find me." After that, He waved his hand and left gracefully.
"Wow, elite class!" Bao Bufan kept staring at each other until Qianying disappeared.
Ye Ming returned to the dining table. Just after taking a few bites of food, someone shouted at the door: "Ye Ming, come out!"
Ye Ming frowned. The other person's tone was very aggressive, and it seemed that he was looking for trouble. He stood up slowly and glanced at the door. There was a young man standing next to the threshold. He was white, thin, and quite handsome, but he had a cold look on his face and evil eyes. As soon as Ye Ming stood up, he stared at him and asked, "Are you Ye Ming?"
"It's me." Ye Ming asked, "Who are you?"
The young man sneered and said: "I am Du Lingfeng from the Black Dragon Regiment. Our leader is looking for you. Come with me!"
Ye Ming said lightly: "Sorry, I'm very busy and don't have time."
Du Lingfeng's face darkened and he cursed: "Don't be so shameless! Do you know the consequences of offending the Black Dragon Group?"
Bao Bufan motioned to Ye Ming with his eyes, telling him not to get involved with him yet. Ye Ming just pretended not to see it, he smiled "hey" and said: "Okay, I'll go with you."
Du Lingfeng thought that Ye Ming was afraid, and cursed: "If you don't drink a toast, you will be fined. People like you are cheap!"
Ye Ming said nothing and followed him out of the canteen. There is a small garden in front of the canteen. Everyone is eating in the canteen now, and there is no one in the small garden.
Ye Ming stopped and said, "Your name is Du Lingfeng, right?"
Du Lingfeng turned his head and glared at Ye Ming: "What's wrong, boy, are you not convinced? If you are not convinced, I will beat you!" After that, he raised his hand and slapped Ye Ming. He is a third-level martial artist, and his strength is much stronger than that of a warrior. He didn't take Ye Ming seriously and just slapped him casually.
Ye Ming did not hide, he raised his hand and released a small yin and yang killing array. All I saw was a mass of killing, and the pocket fell. Du Lingfeng's eyesight dimmed and he fell into the formation, unable to distinguish things. Due to his carelessness, he actually fell into the trap.
"Asshole! If you dare to attack me, you are seeking death!" Du Lingfeng took action repeatedly, bombarding the small Yin Yang Killing Formation.
Ye Ming is no longer what he used to be. He took out a few formation flags from his storage ring and threw down ten Wujun coins. In an instant, he upgraded the small Yin-Yang Killing Formation into a formation that could easily trap and kill martial artists. Killing array. The pressure on Du Lingfeng in the formation doubled, and they continued to strangle him, forcing him to use all his defensive methods.
"Boy! You are dead. Even if the leader is optimistic about you, I will definitely kill you!" Du Lingfeng roared again and again, but his voice could not be heard at all because Ye Ming arranged a soundproof circle around him.
"Okay, let's see who dies first." Ye Ming took out a Rotten God Flower and threw it directly into the killing array.
This Rotten God Flower was picked by him from the Poison Mist Valley, but it has never been used. As the name suggests, this flower is extremely poisonous and can corrode the soul, causing anyone who smells it to die. The Rotten God Flower fell into the killing array and was immediately killed and turned into smoke, which filled the air.
Du Lingfeng couldn't see, and he didn't know that Ye Ming had put poisonous flowers in. So when he smelled a sweet scent, he couldn't help but take a few more breaths, and wondered in his heart: "Why is this kid wearing perfume on his body?"
But the next moment, his consciousness became blurred, his soul was completely corroded by the poisonous gas, and he became an idiot.
Ye Ming withdrew from the killing array, and then saw the originally arrogant Du Lingfeng squatting on the ground holding his knees, with a silly smile on his face, and drool dripping from his mouth.
"It turns out that the Rotten God Flower can make people become idiots." Ye Ming shook his head, turned around and went back to eat. As for Du Lingfeng's matter, he wasn't worried at all. He decided to go to the Yin and Yang Group after dinner. In terms of strength, the Yin Yang Group is still above the Black Dragon Group. With the Yin Yang Group as a backer, he is not afraid at all.
Seeing Ye Ming coming back so soon, Bao Bufan asked strangely: "Ye Ming, what's going on?"
"Nothing to do, let's eat." Ye Ming picked up the bowl and gobbled it up.
After lunch, Ye Ming and Bao Bufan came to a villa where the Yin and Yang Group worked. Every club in Dongqi College has a fixed gathering place with personnel stationed there all year round, and the Yin Yang Group is no exception.