Yu Ding looked over and saw Li Changshou's paper effigy. He smiled stiffly and bowed.
This Perfected One was also an "honest person". The first thing he did when they met was to express his intentions. He did not bother exchanging greetings.
"Junior Brother Changgeng, do you have the battle techniques of the Magi for my disciple to cultivate?"
Li Changshou turned around and smiled. "Senior Brother, let's go to the inner hall to talk. Previously, Ling Zhuzi had cultivated with the Magi and obtained many Magi battle tactics. I have a few copies here. If they are insufficient, I will let the paper effigies in the Netherworld look for the Magi. Does Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian not cultivate Dharma spells?"
Perfected Yu Ding's smile was a little… between embarrassment and shyness. Li Changshou felt that it was difficult to grasp it accurately.