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Since Martin had decided to teach Rachel, he didn't set up any tests or exams and started instructing her on the spot.

Rachel blinked her big eyes, followed Martin's pace a little confusedly, and listened to his arrangements obediently.
"If ordinary people want to embark on the path of cultivation, they must be careful and careful, and lay a solid foundation before they can gather the power of heaven and earth. But you have the body of a god or devil, and all you need to learn is how to activate your bloodline and then control it."

"I am going to teach you the Shushan Heart Method, but I have removed many unnecessary parts. It has fatal flaws for ordinary people, but it will save you time."

Martin said the second half of his sentence to the curious Constantine.

This guy is really shameless! Seeing Martin teaching Rachel magic, he also stretched out his ears to listen.

Snapped!
Martin did not indulge this guy. He stretched out his sword, unsheathed the Double Dragon Sword, and knocked him out again. The Double Dragon Sword split into eight sharp swords, which were nailed to the deck, forming a circle, blocking Constantine.

"The East has always been very particular about sectarianism, and what they hate most is someone stealing their own methods. Considering that this is your first offense, I will give you a warning for now. If you dare to stick your head out again, I will cut off your ears directly."

Constantine was flexible. Looking at the cold sword flashing beside him, he immediately covered his ears and turned his body away obediently.

Martin made sure that he was not playing any tricks before he began to explain the specific practice methods to Rachel.

The so-called cultivation methods and realms are meant to improve the lower limit of the cultivation group. It is equivalent to providing a ladder for those practitioners who have no talent, so that they can climb higher when climbing the mountain of cultivation.

But for some people who are extremely talented or born with supernatural powers, the things recorded in the book are not that important.

The former is as strong as Li Xiaoyao. He is extremely talented. In just one year, he surpassed all the disciples of Shushan. His swordsmanship is second only to the Sword Saint and the Drunken Immortal Sword in Shushan.

Others could only climb up one step at a time, but he climbed up ten or a hundred steps at a time, it was like flying.

The latter are natural gods and demons like Rachel. They have already reached the top of the mountain when they are born, so the ladder to carry people from the foot of the mountain to the top is naturally meaningless.

As for Martin, he has become something of an exception. He can always quickly adapt to various systems and take advantage of them.

Strictly speaking, he is more like someone who creates ladders or mountains.

At this moment, under Martin's guidance, Rachel quickly sensed the power hidden in her body, and did not find any messy second personality.

She controlled these powers with just a thought, and manipulating them was as easy as waving her hands and fingers.

"I succeeded!"

Rachel opened her eyes, eager to show them to Martin.

Purple magic power flowed out from the void like water, spread out behind the girl, and formed a pair of huge wings that were big enough to wrap her entire body.

Martin looked behind her and found that the pair of wings were shining in the sun. Each feather was very clear and flashed with cold light, like a sharp sword.

"How about it?"

Rachel showed Martin her newly acquired power as if she were offering a treasure, hoping to get his encouragement.

Martin nodded slightly: "Well done! However, you don't know swordsmanship, so there is no need to use your magic to improve your swordsmanship."

Although Rachel was young and excited, she did not go too far and asked Martin to teach her sword-wielding skills again.

"Here we are!"

Tai Wu walked out and looked at the pair of magic wings behind Rachel. He sighed in his heart that she was indeed a god or devil, far superior to ordinary people.

Without them having to say anything, Rachel folded her wings behind her.

Martin stretched out his hand and grabbed, and the Double Dragon Sword automatically flew back into the scabbard. The solar boat began to descend, and the big Hollywood sign in the suburbs of Los Angeles could also be seen in the sky.

Rachel saw the Hollywood sign and couldn't help but rush to the railing, her eyes wide open, wanting to see more of Hollywood.

"Martin, look, that's Hollywood. I wonder if we can see more stars?"

Martin shook his head slightly. He was not interested in the things in the world of fame and fortune.

Taiwu had an even more indifferent expression. He was a monk living on Mount Shu, and the music and dance from the people living below the mountain meant nothing to him.

Rachel was startled by their cold reactions, and the excitement in her heart from seeing Hollywood quickly subsided.

"Celebrities, there's nothing special about them!"

Martin said to the girl calmly, "To ordinary people, they are of course brilliant, but you are now a superhuman. In a sense, you have surpassed them. If you join the Justice League, even if you run to Gotham, those stars will chase you."

"I don't understand you?"

Rachel shook her head in confusion, and Martin couldn't explain, so he remained silent for a while.

After the solar boat arrived over Los Angeles, it stopped and no longer moved.

Martin began to explain to Rachel the things that she needed to pay attention to when flying. After listening to a few words, Constantine realized something was wrong and quickly interrupted him.

"Are you going to fly down?"

Martin nodded. "What else can we do? The solar boat is too obvious. If it stops on the ground, it will be discovered quickly. If it stops in the air, it will not take up space, and we won't have to worry about being spotted."

"Take me one!"

Constantine gave Martin a flattering smile and pleaded, "Although I am a great wizard, I am proficient in demonic magic. If I want to fly in the air, I need to prepare a lot of things, and I didn't bring any!"

Martin looked the man up and down and asked with disdain, "What benefit can I get from taking you down? You look so poor, and I don't think you have much money on you."

Even if he could pay, Martin didn't care. With Bruce as his scapegoat, he had no shortage of money.

"Why don't you transfer the ownership of the mysterious house to me! I don't want the things inside, just the house itself is enough!"

The mysterious house owned by Constantine is a mysterious residence that can move freely in space. It will only appear at the command of its owner and can transform into a human form or other things when necessary.

If possible, Martin wouldn't mind settling down in the mysterious house.

"You are too greedy. All the things in the house combined are not as valuable as the mysterious house itself."

Constantine jumped up and yelled "Fuck it!", shaking his head as fast as a rattle. "I still need that house to hide from my enemies. Without it, I will lock them up in the house tomorrow and beat them up. Change the conditions!"

"Except for the mysterious house, there is nothing about you that can arouse my interest. So, you'd better find a way to get off the ship by yourself!"

Martin waved his hand mercilessly and was about to fly away from the Sun Boat on his sword.

Constantine hugged Martin's legs and begged, "Brother, please take me with you! Los Angeles is a big city, you are not familiar with it. Trying to find a small bead here is like looking for a small grain of gold in the ocean."

"But I am familiar with Los Angeles and can help you find the beads. I will not charge any fee as long as you take me off the sun boat."

"Well, this deal is not bad!"

Martin thought for two seconds, agreed to Constantine's deal, grabbed his clothes, stepped on the Double Dragon Sword, turned into a stream of light, and landed steadily on the streets of Los Angeles.

Taiwu and Rachel followed closely behind.

It was Rachel’s first time flying, and she wasn’t very familiar with the landing posture, so she almost fell forward the moment she landed.

Taiwu swung out his whisk, wrapped it around the girl's waist, and pulled her back, allowing her to steady herself and avoid the pain of her face biting the ground.

"Thank you!"

Rachel looked at Tai Wu, who was as cold as ice, and said thank you in a low voice. Tai Wu did not respond, but just nodded slightly.

Martin put Constantine on the ground. Constantine felt the thrill of flying and couldn't help but say, "Wow, your flying moves are so cool. Can you teach me?"

Of course Constantine didn't care about how cool it looked. He just thought this method was convenient for escaping and it didn't cost anything.

"You are not compatible with the Shushan techniques, and if you want to learn Shushan's techniques, you must pass many tests."

Martin stared at Constantine, whose body had been hollowed out by alcohol and sex, and said, "The first step is to quit drinking and smoking, and control the number of times you go to bed."

Constantine was stunned and argued: "Don't you have a saying in the East, 'Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Buddha remains in the heart'? I think I can do this!"

"Stop talking nonsense. If you can't do it, then stop dreaming!"

Martin shook his head and raised his fist, dismissing Constantine's unreasonable thoughts.

"Hurry and get down to business. We only have one day, and there are four beads to find."

Constantine sighed regretfully, straightened his clothes, lit up a cigarette again and took a puff: "Something like the spirit pearl can never be hidden in a place like Los Angeles. Those idiots who want power, if they find any clues, the news will spread quickly throughout the city!"

"I know a bar that is the largest information exchange in Los Angeles. We will definitely find what we want there."

Martin did not object to Constantine's little attempt to use words to bring them closer together.

He reached out and grabbed Zha Kang's shoulder, and asked in a low voice: "Are you talking about Xingzhi?"

Constantine leaned back suddenly, this time he was really shocked.

"How do you, a Taoist priest, know about Xingzhi Bar?"

No one knows better than Constantine who is in the Star Bar.

"Let me guess, you really have bad intentions. You actually want to take me to that place?"

Martin doesn't want to face a big shot of Lucifer's level now.

Constantine also quickly explained: "You don't want to see Lucifer, and I don't want to see that guy either. I still owe him a debt. It's still okay if I don't hang around in front of him. If I appear in front of him, it will be completely over."

"I'm going to take you to another place. Although it's also a bar, there aren't any experts there. They're just a group of information dealers!"

"That's pretty much it!"

Martin lets Constantine go.

If the fellow swore or anything, Martin would not believe a word he said.

But if he said that he might be in trouble with Lucifer, Martin would believe it.

"Let's go!"

Martin let Constantine lead the way, but he didn't put all his hopes on him.

The path of being an intelligence dealer is too unstable. It's not that those people don't want to provide real and valuable intelligence, but they can't do it.

To put it bluntly, those guys are just a bunch of wild people. They may be very good at collecting intelligence, but it is not an easy task to analyze the valuable information from the vast amount of intelligence.

"Weird thing!"

Taiwu looked at the compass in his hand with a frown on his face.

Once the location of the Lingzhu is narrowed down to a city, they can use Shushan's magic tools to locate it.

After two generations of Nuwa descendants, Zi Xuan and Zhao Linger, Shushan had enough understanding of the Five Spirit Pearls and created a special magical weapon.

After all, artifacts like the Five Spirit Pearls would disappear mysteriously at any time, which made Shushan very helpless and they had to make preparations to find the pearls in advance.

Martin was also confused as he looked at the rapidly spinning needle on the compass. Although Los Angeles was close to the sea, there were no big rivers.

The Water Spirit Pearl shouldn't move so fast.

If the Water Spirit Pearl was found and the other party wanted to hide these things, the compass should not have reacted. The needle should not have been spinning in circles like it was now and could not stop at all.

"It seems that we can only rely on this guy Zha Kang!"

Martin didn't try it, because there was no distinction between high and low levels of magic like Tracking.

If Taiwu can't find it, then his spell will be of no use.

At this point, Taiwu put away the compass and stopped performing magic.

Martin didn't say anything and followed Constantine through the streets of Los Angeles.

Although Martin and Taiwu were dressed as Taoist priests, fortunately Los Angeles had a drama factory called Hollywood, so when they walked on the street, no one paid much attention to them because of their costumes.

"Here we are!"

Constantine led the way to a bar next to a resort area. The sign at the door read "Sleeping Desire".

Taiwu couldn't help but frown when he saw the scantily clad women on both sides of the bar.

He had also been to a brothel. After all, those evil creatures loved those places where filth and dirt were hidden. Apart from battlefields, they also loved brothels and other places that specialized in the flesh trade.

"Senior brother?"

Martin put his hand on Taiwu's shoulder, not knowing how to comfort him.

Tai Wu shook his head gently: "I just feel sorry for these women. They are not only selling their bodies, but also their dignity as human beings."

"Life is hard, and people often have to give up something in order to survive."

Martin shook his head slightly and sighed.

Constantine kept a cigarette in his mouth and said, "Everyone's destiny has its own trajectory, which cannot be interfered with by external forces."

Taiwu ignored Constantine. He had nothing to say to this unorthodox man.

As for Rachel, she was still too young to have an opinion on such matters.

"Let's go in!"

Martin didn't want to continue on this topic. Constantine was obviously not a man with ideals.

"Let's go then!"

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