Great Dao Ji

The strange evil path is a secret evil path among the hundreds of thousands of mountains in the southern Daqing region.

The leader of the cult, Master Yixie, was once a master of his generation. The seventy-two evil arts under his sect were extremely famous, and all of them were extremely bloody.

The White Bone Man Demon is one of them. It is an evil method made of living souls and flesh and bones.

"If they were just using human souls as sacrifices to refine their spells, then it would be hundreds of years since the Yixie Dao disciples dared to pay attention to the Qi practitioners, but they were grouped together and destroyed.

These magic spells have not been seen for a long time.”

As the old Taoist priest spoke, he suddenly looked at the three coffins and his eyes widened:

"You, you mean"

At this time, he also came back to his senses.

Could it be that these corpses had their souls extracted?

What does it mean to just be a mortal and have a soul?

An Qisheng frowned slightly, and there was no fluctuation in Sa Wuling's tone, as if he was used to it. However, it was just being used to it that made people feel chilled.

Jingle bell bell~

The old Taoist priest suddenly walked around the three coffins and rang the bell, muttering something in his mouth.

As the bell swayed, bursts of spiritual light invisible to the naked eye flickered, falling on the coffin like light rain.

It seems that some kind of exploration technique is being used.

After spinning around for a few times, Sa Wuling's face turned pale:

"Really, I was really sucked out of my soul."

"Bitterness, bitterness."

The old Taoist priest sighed and said in sorrow: "How could such a thing happen to me, a wild Taoist priest who has suffered a lot?"

The old Taoist priest was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, walking around in the yard, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

An Qisheng pulled up a bench and sat down, tore a few pieces of cornbread to feed the dog, and took half of it himself and ate it slowly.

There was a trace of ripples in his eyes.

He has already collected the spiritual imprint of this old Taoist priest. With his current spiritual strength, this old Taoist naturally has no secrets for him.

The reason why this veteran is left behind is because this world is very strange.

There are many weird places in this world, but the weirdest thing is that the first step for monks and qi practitioners in this world to practice is to "receive" from the sky!

If you don't 'shou', you won't be able to sense the aura of heaven and earth, and you won't be able to cast spells!

This old Taoist priest is named Sa Wuling, and he has never been "received".

The spiritual energy fluctuations on his body actually come from that bell. He himself does not have any spiritual energy.

Not to mention the magic power he envied and longed for in his memory.

And how to make Cangtian "accept", this Sa Wuling didn't know, and naturally, he didn't know either.

Of course, the Taoist term for "receiving the urn" is called "enlightenment" for the Buddhist term.

"you!"

After a while, Sa Wuling seemed to remember something and suddenly looked at An Qisheng.

An Qisheng glanced at him lightly, his eyes lighting up like stars:

"How am I doing?"

At a glance.

It was as if Sa Wuling had been struck by thunder. In a daze, he felt that the corpse caretaker in front of him, whom he had interacted with dozens of times, had become unfamiliar, majestic, and sacred.

The whole person seemed to be as towering as a mountain in his eyes, unable to be looked directly at.

Even a pair of tattered clothes can't hide his otherworldly temperament.

It was even more unfathomable than the real person of Taiyi Sect that I had seen before. For a moment, I was stunned.

"Senior, save me!"

So blessed was his soul that Sa Wuling fell to his knees and asked for help decisively.

He thought of the story novels and legendary stories about those masters who played games with the mortal world.

Could it be that this corpse caretaker is such a person?

Yes, if this were not the case, how could the corpse-watchers of Yizhuang, who had never traveled far away, know about the White Bone Man Demon?

How can I make myself feel so majestic and sacred?

"You're not dead, so how can I save you?"

An Qisheng responded calmly.

With his spiritual cultivation, it would be easy to fool Sa Wuling, who had no cultivation level.

"Senior doesn't know something."

Sa Wuling smiled bitterly:

"The name of the Xiaodao is to lead the imperial court's salary, and it is responsible for the evil spirits within the three villages and five miles. If the white-bone demon appears nearby, the Xiaodao will definitely bear the brunt."

"quibble."

An Qisheng sneered:

"Although you have not been 'suffered', you have the imperial court as your backer. Even if someone cultivates the Bone Demon, they will not touch you for fear of provoking interference from the imperial court!

The reason why you beg me is because you have been here for more than nine years, and you will be able to obtain the imperial court's method of "receiving an urn" in another half a year. You are afraid that the appearance of the Bone Man Demon will affect your ability to obtain the "receptive urn". ! "

Sa Wuling's body was shaken, and he was shaken again, and he no longer had any doubts about his identity as an expert.

The method of sitting in the countryside for ten years to "accept" the imperial court is an absolute secret. Ordinary people will never know this secret.

What's more, I have been here for almost thirty years, and I know that I have only been here for nine and a half years. Apart from myself, there are only a few people.

"Senior, save me!"

Old Sa Wuling burst into tears and prostrated to the ground again: "Xiao Dao has been seeking Taoism since he was more than ten years old, and he is now fifty-three, which is more than forty years. I hope seniors can help me because Xiao Dao is still determined to seek Taoism! "

Sa Wuling howled loudly.

Seeking Taoism is more difficult than ascending to heaven. He has been searching for immortals and visiting Taoism for decades. In the past nine years, he has been running around every day, offering salvation to others, and presiding over rituals. Isn't this just for the imperial court's once-a-decade 'assessment'?

If he missed it this time, he would never have another chance.

Looking at Sa Wuling who was crying like a baby in confinement, An Qisheng touched his chin.

Is this hypnosis a bit too much?

Or is this old man too mentally fragile?

"Okay, get up."

An Qisheng waved his hand slightly:

"Since we encounter it, we must take care of it!"

"Thank you, senior!"

Sa Wuling cried with joy and cried again.

"alright!"

An Qisheng frowned, it was enough for a lot of people to cry so disgustingly.

"Yes, yes!"

Sa Wuling stood up hurriedly and breathed a sigh of relief.

I just felt that this senior was so easy to talk to. None of the real people or Zen masters I had ever met were so easy to talk to.

"Senior, what should we do?"

Sa Wuling blew his nose and asked.

An Qisheng ate the steamed bun in his hand cleanly and then said:

"Let's prepare some materials first."

"What materials do you need, senior?"

Sa Wuling's face turned red and he said: "Xiaodao, Xiaodao is short of money. I'm afraid I don't have much material."

"Just some ordinary materials."

An Qisheng clapped his hands and picked up the dog:

"Such as chickens, ducks, fish, pigs, cattle and sheep, bring some."

"Are these useful?"

Sa Wuling's eyes were straight. He had never heard of the use of these things.

Seeing that An Qisheng was silent, he panicked again, hurriedly agreed, and trotted out of Yizhuang.

In Yizhuang, An Qisheng stroked the yellow dog's hair, looked at the blue sky with the rising sun, and murmured to himself:

"There is also a problem today"

Practicing qi requires God’s permission.

What kind of day is this?

Faintly, An Qisheng was deeply afraid of the Emperor Tian Realm.

Because of this, he asked Sa Wuling to prepare some chickens, ducks and fish, rather than some medicinal herbs containing spiritual energy.

Before he understands the mystery of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this world, he will not absorb any ray of spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this world.

After all, once his foundation is completed, he can practice in a unique spiritual place like Xuanxing. In this Emperor Heaven Realm, he can also practice without spiritual energy!

Sa Wuling was an unpopular Taoist priest.

But no matter how low-profile he is, he is still a very prestigious figure in the nearby villages, and he has accumulated a considerable fortune over the years.

But at noon, a group of poultry and a fat and strong black pig had been brought.

Afterwards, many villagers looked at them strangely.

This respected Taoist priest slaughtered pigs and sheep, cooked chickens and stewed crows, and soon the aroma of meat filled the village.

Many villagers swallowed their saliva, but their faces turned blue as they smelled the faint smell of corpses.

Say goodbye hastily.

Sa Wuling was left dumbfounded as he watched An Qisheng enjoy his meal, feeling confused in the wind for a moment.

Is there such a way to conquer demons?

An Qisheng is not picky about food. He can eat the anti-human medicated food during the Xuanxing period without changing his appearance for a year, not to mention the slight smell.

Not caring what Sa Wuling thought, he started to feast with a big basin of meat.

He ate very gracefully, but very quickly. He ground his teeth, chewed the meat and bones to pieces, and swallowed it into his stomach. Then there was a thunderous sound in his stomach. Under the strong mental force, his intestines and stomach were overloaded, and all the meat and bones were chewed to pieces. Food is consumed quickly.

Then it is transmitted to every detail of the body.

Not only is it consumed quickly, but there are very few residues, and the utilization rate of food is more than ten times higher than that of ordinary people?

In his past life, this life, and the Jiufu Realm, he has been practicing Neijiaquan for more than a hundred years, and his control over the human body has reached an extremely deep level. This ability will not disappear just because he changes his body.

As his abdomen filled and his body heated up, the blood in his body flowed faster and faster. You could faintly see that his skin was reddening and there seemed to be sweat on his hair.

The internal organs, muscles and bones, membranes, blood, and even more subtle details are all undergoing violent transformation!

call!

suck!

Sa Wuling was still in a mess, wondering if he had been deceived, when he heard a slight breathing sound.

"This is"

He looked around and saw An Qisheng simply sitting and eating meat, but his body felt like it was moving all the time.

The pores on the exposed skin all over his body are stretching and closing, like breathing through his mouth and nose!

Kakakka~

After a while, the sound of breathing was covered up by the low sounds of bone friction, and then the sounds of gold and jade knocking overcame these friction sounds.

At a certain moment, Sa Wuling sat down on the ground and pointed at An Qisheng with his tongue tied in knots:

"Thunder, thunder"

There was actually a substantial sound of thunder coming from An Qisheng's body!

What's this?

The legendary thunder method?

Sa Wuling's eyes were full of awe, and there was no longer any doubt in his heart.

Own,

I have seen the true God!

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