Chapter 149

Yuejianshan, Futian pill.

During the day, farmers work hard. When they return to their homes, they are full of laughter and hope for the future.

This is naturally because of Wu Ming's policy, and also ordered to use money to buy farm tools, distribute them, and even lend enough rations to support the autumn harvest, but only charge 10% interest!

If so many things go on, Wu Ming will be respected and loved immediately. Even if he has the eye of heaven, he can see that his fortune is stable. This is a sign that the people have set their mind!

Of course, as a price, money is spent like running water, but Wu Ming doesn't even frown.

When cleaning Futian pills, he found the secret library of jiutun boy, and found the wealth equivalent to ten thousand Guan from it.

With these, no matter how extravagant, reserves are enough.

Even the accumulated armor, swords, spears, bamboo bows and so on are enough to arm more than 500 people!

It's not the people of Futian pill who can accumulate it, but the wealth of the original monsters! Because it's easy to come here, Wu Ming doesn't feel sorry to use it.

However, there must be shadow under the light.

Behind Yue Jian Shan Fu Tian Wan's joyful upward posture, there are many secrets hidden in the dark.

Wu Ming walks down the dungeon with an oil lamp.

Naturally, the house he lived in was the original residence of wine swallowing boy and a large number of monsters. Although it was built magnificently, it was full of the breath of Shura and ghosts. Even though it was purified, people still dare not get close to it.

As a big monster, the residence of jiutun boy is not so simple.

Underground, there is also a huge dungeon, which used to hold captive women and children, but now, it is empty.

Around, there are also scattered chopping boards, bloody knives, hair, clothing and so on.

"Gentlemen, it's time for you to die!"

In the deepest part, several Samurai like spiders were held separately.

There are obvious characteristics in these people, that is, they are extremely murderous, powerful, and they are often associated with monsters, so they are most seriously affected by Demon power.

Dim lights, one by one eyes green, like ghosts in general.

These warriors, of course, are the native spiders that Wu Ming specially captured and screened out during the screening.

If Xiangtai and Jianyi, the lower class, may be hoodwinked or coerced, then these high levels are willing to be associated with demons and ghosts and driven by them.

"Samurai like ghosts... Do you want us to cut our belly?"

A leader with green fire in his eyes was smiling. His face was full of a special expression of madness and tranquility: "even if I become a devil, I will come to eat your meat... Jie Jie..."

"Even the most basic reason is almost lost?"

Wu Ming opened the cell door and stepped out. The leader immediately gave a scream and a wild animal like cry.

"When did you forget the awe of the strong?"

The clogs trampled on the leader's face and almost buried his head in the earth. Wu Ming was mercilessly forced to trample him unconscious, so he brought it out.

The next place, which seems to be a slaughterhouse, has been transformed into a large quiet room with a stone platform in the middle.

The tables on both sides are filled with bottles and jars, as well as earthen pots and pestles specially used for smashing and grinding.

Several huge ceramic urn surface, and even pasted a few talismans, flashing from time to time.

Wu Ming put the head of the native spider on the surface of the dark red stone platform, which seemed to be soaked with blood. Then he looked at the pottery urn, and his eyes were flashing.

As soon as the light of tiangongjie flashed, a strange secret appeared in my hand.

The twisted text on the surface of the secret collection, as well as the ferocious night fork pattern, are extremely conspicuous.

"Taiyin corpse refining method!"

Wu Ming whispered and read out the name of the secret collection, which was also obtained from the old Taoist of the Zhou family.

This kind of method is a secret of the corpse refining sect. It can refine corpses with the Qi of Jiuyou and turn them into puppets. It is invulnerable and can escape from the sky. It can be divided into five layers: Copper corpse, iron corpse, silver corpse, gold corpse and flying night fork.

Of course, there is a deformity, only wrote about the silver corpse, and Wu Ming did not consume meritorious service to complete.

However, although Wu Ming had acquired this skill long ago, it has always been put on the shelf. On the one hand, he has the basic method of Huangting Yinfu Jing, but he can't see it. On the other hand, it hurts the harmony of heaven, which is more likely to lead to criticism.

Of course, in Fusang world, even if there are material disputes, what?

In order to gain power, there are many warriors and witches who trade with monsters, not to mention Yin Yang masters.

In troubled times, only strength is the strong, the rest is not worth mentioning!

As for the backfire brought about by Shangtian and? There may have been some scruples before, but now the real person can bear it completely. Even this resentment can be easily purified.

"All these warriors have the power of monsters. They are half human and half ghost, but they are not corpses. They don't have to follow the method of refining corpses..."

Wu Ming looked pitifully at the mouse on the stone platform.

What he wanted to do was to take the Taiyin corpse refining method as the guidance, transform the corpse refining method into the living body refining method, and then use it with the Demon power.

Of course, it's not easy, but I'm a real person, and I have half a Book of Taiyin corpse refining method for reference. Finally, I have the contribution of these mice, so I can figure out a rough idea.

After this skill came out, it was naturally used by those subordinates.

"After all, we need to increase our strength! Now there are only two Xiangtai and Jianyi. It's not enough to see them... "

Wu Ming said with a smile: "it's difficult to be a violent soldier, so I'll take the route of elite soldiers... How can my subordinates not be known as" Four Heavenly Kings "," six people "," seven guns "and so on in the future?"

Once the combination of the powerful body and the use of Demon power, the result must be a samurai like ghosts and gods.

Maybe the chieftain who wants to reach the level of one thousand people chop is a bit reluctant, but the achievements of ten people chop and one hundred people chop are easy. There is no problem. According to the custom of Fusang mainland, they can be named.

"And... Once there are hundreds of them, even if they form a legion, they can only turn around and leave?"

Since he reached the level of a real person, Wu Ming felt that his study progress had stopped.

Of course, in fact, he made great progress every day. However, compared with the previous use of Qi and flying speed, he was nothing but a snail. This gave Wu the illusion of stagnation.

"Now that we've run out of savings, if we want to increase our strength, we have to rely on external forces..."

In fact, he is quite clear that when he is less than 20 years old, he is a real person, and almost "fouls" in the Taoist school.

According to Wu Qing, as well as the rumor that she has got, a monk can prove his real talent before she is 50 years old. What's not satisfied with her now?

There is no need to count on the master of heaven. Without the help of external forces, he should at least practice hard!

"At present, in addition to the daily practice can not stop, accumulating, solid foundation, that is, silent farming, there is also the deduction of this strengthening method..."

Before Wu Ming came to the urn, he brushed his hand and the talisman fell down.

With a flash of white light, after losing the seal, the black air came out from the mouth of the urn, and even the ghost's head could be seen: "blood... I want to eat more human flesh and blood!"

"Cut! How dare a dead monster do trouble? "

Lightning flashed on Wu Ming's fingers. In an instant, he broke the black fog and reached into the urn. Then he felt a piece of blue and black flesh.

The veins on the flesh and blood wriggle and even beat like a heart, showing amazing vitality.

"The blood and flesh collected from killing jiutun boy and those demons and ghosts before is quite useful..."

He came to the edge of the stone platform and opened a hole in the head's chest at random, then put the flesh and blood on it.

Gollum!

The mass of flesh and blood quickly absorbed the blood, suddenly squirmed, and disappeared into the leader's chest.

Immediately, a layer of cyan black blood appeared from the heart and covered the whole body, making the leader's face look more ferocious, like a devil.

"It's time!"

As soon as Wu Ming's eyes were fixed, he drew a charm on the leader with a brush stained with blood red cinnabar.

It's too late!

The scarlet tip of the pen contacts with the skin, but it makes a burning sound and even gives out white smoke.

Black talismans, as if branded on them, were deeply floating on the leader.

After a talisman representing control and erasure was engraved on his forehead, Wu Ming put down his brush and pinched the formula, and all the talismans lit up one by one

"The Taiyin shines on the nether world, the Qi of the nine secluded places, the demons and monsters, listen to my command and be ill!"

Boom!

A trace of black gas, suddenly out, the leader of the whole body package.

Creak! Creak!

The creepy voice came out from the stone platform.

The black smoke is as dense as liquid, but Wu Ming's eyes reluctantly see the strange changes inside.

Under the influence of demons and ghosts and talismans, the original leader's body was pulled up again. His skin cracked and was constantly repaired.

The chill in the stone room became more and more intense. After being forged by Jiuyou Qi, the mouse's skin first showed a strong copper color, and then turned into iron blue with silver in the middle.

This silver is more and more thick, finally seems to have their own life in general, constantly spreading, as if want to spread all over the skin.

But Wu Ming's face was not in the slightest joy.

Suddenly, with a wave of his hand, the invisible power wrapped the silver corpse, flew into a black hole, and the stone gate fell automatically.

Boom!

Wu Ming's face was also filled with depression: "failed..." (to be continued.)