Chapter 208

Before the task, is to assist all the way almost annihilated in the history of the grass king, kill one old and one young two real dragon, can be called adverse!

But now, it can survive for seven days. It's simple and natural.

After going to this clampdown, Wu Ming can carefully tour the world and try to find out the backstage man!

"No matter how the person behind the scenes arranges, he can't escape the mission of the main temple!"

Wu Ming thought carefully: "although I'm in the chessboard now, I jump out again, just to hide my identity, and then go close to the group of reincarnation, to see which authority is pitching... HMM! If he can, Li Xiuyun should help as well! "

At this time out of the wing room, and to the water tank in front of the mirror.

Inside, a 15-year-old Taoist was born with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His face was ordinary, but his sword eyebrows went into his temples. His eyes were quite flexible and warm.

"There is a wild Taoist temple here. In the past, only the old Taoist and this Taoist boy were there. There is no need to hide their identities. It's very good!"

Wu Ming came to the main hall a few steps later. The old Taoist raised his body for many years, but he should be buried in peace and end the cause and effect.

"Well?"

After these steps, Wu Ming's brow was wrinkled: "this road seems to be dilapidated, but there is a mystery behind it. The old road should be a person who has a way of doing things, but it's full of ghost and Yin, not the right way..."

When I came down to the main hall, I saw that what was worshiped on the altar was not a God, but a Shura night fork. It was ferocious and terrifying, but the eyebrow of the statue was cracked, with a dark color.

"Evil god!"

Wu Ming shakes his head. He knows that some heretics like to sacrifice evil spirits and control them by law. Then he goes to the folk to collect incense. His wish is strong.

This kind of Dharma is easy to be attacked by ghosts and gods, and can't live forever. It's just a partial Dharma, which has always been despised by the orthodox Tao.

However, at this time, although there is still some divine power left on the altar, the night fork ghost has disappeared.

Look at the old Taoist again. He sits cross knee, bleeding from his orifices. There is an array in front of him.

"If you don't get a real person, you have to let the spirit come out of the body. Look at this... But you want to use some evil method, and you will die by eating it back..."

Although he was a demon, he had some predestination. Wu Ming came forward to restrain his body.

Pop!

At the touch of his hand, the old Taoist's body immediately decayed and turned into a pile of dead bones. The Taoist robes were scattered, and a volume of scriptures and a small black bag fell out.

"Mao Shan Jing"

When Wu Ming picked up the Scriptures, he saw that the ancient volume seemed to be quite old. The pages were yellow, but all the techniques on it were ferocious. The first pithy formula for refining Qi was just a little introduction. According to Wu Ming's eyesight, he could see many mistakes at once. All the mages who could cultivate to the top of heaven had no hope of breaking through the real person.

"This is the so-called free cultivation. I don't know where I got a pithy formula for refining Qi. I also collected these cruel magic skills, but I can't live forever, and I won't get into the top class after all..."

There are always some secrets in the wide range of Taoism, and there are intelligent people in the world who can get insight and step into the path of Taoism.

It's just that there's no real Dharma. After all, there's no hope of long life. Blindly pursuing the power of magic, it's even worse.

This kind of side door, if the time comes, will get a great fortune, complete the Taoist Dharma, and get the great fortune, maybe it can also be promoted to a branch of Taoism, but more of it is the inheritance of two or three big cats and kittens, and finally die out.

"Well? "Night fork soul shifting method?"

All of a sudden, Wu Ming turned to a page of Maoshan Sutra and saw the description of the formula. Suddenly, it was a thrill again.

In a flash, a memory of the body reappeared.

Most of them are the terrible side of this old Taoist who collects filthy gas, kills animals and refines souls.

It's just that I was a fool who didn't know good or evil, beauty or ugliness. Even if I saw it, I didn't think it would be a blessing in disguise. Otherwise, ordinary people would be scared to death if they saw it.

"This Taoist must be a demon. No doubt, he is good to this silly boy. It's for this!"

Wu Ming looked at the "night fork soul shifting method" and just laughed.

This so-called "night fork soul shifting method" is a very vicious and vicious method in Maoshan Sutra, ranking first among many evil methods! It's specially used by Taoists who have failed in Yuan Shen's pursuit under real people!

In general, it is to find a suitable house first, and then sacrifice and refine a Yaksha ghost. After cultivation and expansion, it will escape its own Yin God, obliterate the spirit and wisdom of Yaksha ghost, and combine the two into one, so that the Yin God can temporarily possess the ability of real person and yuan God, and then it can seize the sacrifice and prolong its life.

"It's just that the success rate of this method is quite low, and the Yin God and the ghosts and gods are combined into one. I'm afraid that they will gradually lose their senses... They will act against the heaven, and they will be easily doomed..."

Wu Ming shakes his head. All the techniques of self-sustaining first in Maoshan Sutra are like this. The others are not so clever, but they make him know the cause and effect

"Time is running out for the old Taoist. When he saw that the fool was stupid and was a good house, he snatched it and wanted to use the night fork method to prolong his life! However, this method is too harmful and dangerous. There must be something wrong with it. The old Taoist Yin God and the yecha ghost God died together... "

He knows very well that if this method fails, it will not be as simple as the reincarnation of the true spirit, but the true soul will be destroyed.

"The old Taoist's corpse is like this. He must have drained his whole body's blood and bone marrow and turned it into vitality. He has to fight to death!"

With a sigh, Wu Ming found a broom and put the old Taoist's robe and ashes together. Then he went to find a place to bury it in the back mountain of the Taoist temple: "even though you are evil in nature, but you have not succeeded, and you have brought up this fool, I still want to worship you!"

After the earth was built for the tomb and the tombstone was erected, Wu Ming bowed a little and stopped reading. He went to the Taoist temple, found some Huang Jing and other things to bake, ate and drank in the spring water, and began to check his family.

"Well? I didn't expect that the old Taoist gave the fool a Taoist edict? Oh... It must have been prepared for me after I moved my soul. Is it called "pick star"? Good, good! "

At night, Wu Ming LIT an oil lamp and looked at the Taoist robes, Dudie and some gold and silver on the desk. He was very happy.

"This saves me a lot of trouble..."

In other words, since he decided to hide his identity from the public, he had to inherit the identity and fortune of this idiot as a cover in the world of Dazhou.

Just like the incarnation of a ghost in Fusang world, dripping water hides the sea, which has many advantages.

Since it's hidden, we can't go beyond the rules or go out of the way!

For example, he is good at the five thunder method, but this idiot can't learn it. He uses it rashly. Although it doesn't immediately attract attention, the little makes the most of it, and it's easy to be noticed as "abnormal"! This is true not only for the way of heaven in this world, but also for those behind the scenes!

"With this ultimatum, that is, proof of identity, and money, you can save a lot of things!"

Just like the monk's Tutu, the Taoist Tutu is popular all over the world. It can also be used in Taoist temples. It has a lot of privileges, which is basically equivalent to half a scholar. Even in troubled times, with this Tutu, it is no more useful than ordinary people.

"When you have your identity, you need to cover the way and the law!"

Wu Ming frowned, picked up the book of Mao Shan Jing, and looked at it again: "although he can't refine Qi to live forever, several surgical methods blindly pursue power, often refine soul to kill soul, but also fall into the inferior class, far inferior to the five thunder palm, but he can make do with it!"

Then he opened the black skin bag together with Mao Shan Jing, and a filthy black air gushed out. It turned into a skull, with two dark fires in the middle, which made people miserable.

"Stiff is not stiff, demon is not demon, ghost is not ghost!"

Wu Ming recognized it at a glance. It's a skeleton spirit. It ranks third among the 7749 techniques in Maoshan classic. It's to collect the skulls of people born in the Yin year, the Yin month, and the Yin day. It's good to gather the number of Tiangang, and then with the evil spirit and ghost Qi, it's forged in the poisonous fire of the earth, lung, and lung. It can fly without trace, spit out black Qi, pollute people's spirits, and its lethality reaches the second level peak.

This is the old Taoist ritual. If it is released at this time, it will be backfired.

But how could he be afraid of that? If a ray of thunder passes by, it can be ground into powder immediately. At this time, my heart moves and I think of some pithy formulas recorded in the classic of Maoshan. With a sneer, I pinch the pithy formula in my hand and recite some words in my mouth.

"Wuwu..."

The skull was flying around the house, dancing with oil lamps, but it was bound by incantations. It did not dare to attack Wu Ming or break the window to escape.

"Disease

After the incense, Wu Ming opened his eyes, a drop of blood on his finger emerged and quickly disappeared into the black fog.

Gollum! Gollum!

There was a sound like a thirsty cow drinking. The black fog billowed, and the skull opened and closed its mouth. It seemed to be satisfied. It swallowed up the black gas, turned into a dark green jade amulet, and fell to the ground.

"This is the essence of skeleton spirit..."

When Wu Ming picked up the jade talisman, his mind seemed to have a connection. He put it away and looked at the other items in the bag.

The bag is not big, and there are few things in it.

With the knowledge of this old way, we can't practice Xumi Mustard's magic weapon, but we have a lot of other miscellaneous gadgets.

For example, a pair of paper Fuma, as long as it is pasted on the leg, can perform the divine skill of walking 500 Li a day.

There are also a few paper men, who can change the heavenly army, full of majesty.

"It's just a small skill. A basin of black dog's blood can break a few rotten peach trees, not to mention taboo on military and noble spirit... It's time to refine it again!"

However, even so, Wu Ming estimated that the strengthening of Mao Shan Jing and the scattered magic weapons could be worth thousands of great achievements in the main temple. If they were hit by ordinary reincarnation, it would be a great chance.

"What am I? A blessing in disguise? "

With a smile, Wu Ming's face soon subsided. Maybe it was hidden in the fate, the way of heaven, the change of yin and Yang（ (to be continued.)