Chuzheng pushed open her room door, and in the dim light, there was a figure standing in the middle of the room.
Chuzheng thought it was some Demon Sprite and was about to act when the figure turned around.
Xuan Ying's face appeared faintly in the dim light.
"..."
Are you trying to scare me to death?!
Chuzheng 'bang' shut the door and turned on the light in the room: "What are you doing here."
The light slowly filled the room, gradually making Xuan Ying's figure clear. The light outlined his smooth jawline, half of his face hidden in shadow, somewhat obscure.
The shadow cast on the window slowly moved, and a clear voice echoed in the room: "I will teach you a method, maybe it can extract the Tongtian Temple."
"Oh."
Chuzheng wasn't very interested, but still let him speak.
Xuan Ying taught Chuzheng a formula, somewhat tongue-twisting, it was clearly a cultivation formula.
"You want me to cultivate?"
