When he came to the study room, Xu Rui flicked his fingers.

Several puppet seals flew into the bodies of Cang Hong and others.

Pointing to the pen and paper placed on the table.

"Write down all the exercises you know."

Affected by the puppet seal, everyone did not dare to neglect and stepped forward one by one to write down the exercises.

There is nothing hidden in the middle.

After Cang Hong finally put down the brush, Xu Rui took it over for a brief look and nodded with satisfaction. With a move of his hand, the puppet marks in everyone's body flew back.

"Okay, you can go. From now on, we will owe nothing to each other."

The man in the hanging door has a complicated expression.

Of course they know what's going on.

I felt aggrieved and wanted to curse, but they saved my life, and I promised to pay them back. Although the method lacked some brightness, the principle was correct.

The most important thing is that one's own side is not strong enough and can only suffer.

After Cang Hong took a breath, he bowed, turned around and walked out without saying anything more.

The others bowed their hands and turned to leave.

Looking at their retreating figures, Xu Rui smiled and didn't take it to heart.

It is impossible to have any dealings with them in the future, so if you offend them, you will be offended.

After everyone left, he turned over the exercises in his hands.

There are two eighth-level skills and one ninth-level skill. The only seventh-level skill was left by Cang Hong.

There is nothing surprising about the eighth-level and ninth-level skills. Although Canghong's skills are not as good as the "Shenxiao Five Thunder Zhengfa" left by Qiu Shan.

But it's not too different.

After all, he is the Xuanmen orthodox sect. If his skills are not good, he will not become a strong man, let alone convince the public.
Chapter completed!