Chapter 114

It has been several hours since the death of shaowuzhu. For example, the courtyard where the typhoon passes through has gradually returned to normal with the help of Bai Wuji and master Guo.

Chen fan is sitting on a rattan chair, playing with a crystal bone flute.

Under the golden pupil of his Lihuo, the whole body of the young wizard master, including his soul, was burned to death. The ghost flute survived without any scar. It's just that the light on the surface is dim, and the hundreds of ghosts raised inside are all gone. They have fallen from a magic weapon to ordinary materials.

But even so, chen fan was slightly surprised.

You should know that Lihuo Jintong is a top-grade magic power. Driven by his cultivation in the later period of foundation building, the top-grade magic weapon can also be refined, but it only erases the array pattern on the ghost flute, and does not damage its root.

Chen Fan already had a judgment in his mind:

"this is a congenital bone."

Thinking of this, chen fan frowned slightly. Did there ever exist congenital life on the earth? According to Bai Wuji, this rib was excavated from an ancient tomb by the early witch masters of the ghost sorcery sect, so it was named "ancient ghost Flute".

"If in ancient times the aura of the earth was not as exhausted as it is now, there might have been a cultivation of immortals or civilization. In this way, we can explain where the inheritance of the magic schools such as the ghost witch sect, the Yin ghost sect and the Bai family came from. The origin of the inner strength of the warrior can also be said to make sense. " Chen Fan said to himself.

He was slightly heartened to come to this conclusion.

If there has ever been a civilization of cultivating immortals on earth, there must be some treasures and spiritual things left behind. If he can find it, he can greatly shorten the time to cultivate to the innate and even the golden elixir.

Chen fan is not worried about whether there are any congenital monks to survive.

Let's not say how many years ago the immortal cultivation civilization existed, but the earth's aura exhausted environment. Even if there is a natural friar, he is still hiding in some blessed places.

This world is like a fish pond. The congenital friars are the fish in it.

If the fish pond is exhausted, even if you are a shark or a whale, you will gradually die of water shortage.

Chen fan, who has countless secret methods and practices the top level immortal methods, is a person who throws him into the abyss of hell, and he can jump and jump. How can you defeat him when his aura is exhausted?

"Hum, this ghost sorcery cult is really a waste of materials."

Holding the congenital bone, chen fan has a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The skeleton of a Yin snake can be made into Yin evil bone whip, not to mention the "congenital bone"?

Every bone and every drop of blood in the body can communicate with aura, which is the best material for refining. It is not inferior to any natural resources and local treasures.

"With this congenital bone, I can refine it into a quasi spirit weapon."

Chen Fan thought in his heart.

The spirit weapon is on top of the magic weapon. It is a magic weapon that can be mastered by the congenital friars. Its power is far greater than that of the magic weapon.

He is thinking, at this time, Yu Wenjing has a small step over. Chen Fan looked up and saw her timid appearance. She couldn't help saying, "why, I don't know my old classmates?"

Seeing that Chen Fan was joking, Yu Wenjing sighed and said, "you look terrible before. You've burned a person alive, so I don't dare to recognize you."

"Wenjing, you are wrong." Chen Fan said: "have you ever thought about what will happen if I am not here and you are taken away by the young wizard master?"

"This one?" Yu Wenjing was stunned. "What kind of sorcery does Lord Bai say he will be sown to extract the mana from my body?"

"Ha ha?" Chen Fan shook his head. "The art of planting witchcraft is far from as simple as you think. The more primitive the secret method is, the more cruel it is. It will not only absorb your spiritual power, but also extract your essence, blood, vitality and even flesh and blood, and finally draw you into a skeleton. "

"Ah Yu Wenjing covered her mouth and screamed, her eyes full of fear.

"So I let him down and let him off lightly." Chen Fan sneered. "Have you made up your mind?"

"Well!" This time, Yu Wenjing said firmly. "I want to go home. I've been away for many years."

"And... And master Bai said that one of the six magic families could teach me, and he promised to introduce me to that family."

"That's right. God helps people." Chen Fan nodded. "Your constitution is not only a disaster, but also a help. If you can practice regular magic, you can surpass the little wizard master in less than ten years."

At this time, Bai Wuji also came up to ask Chen fan.

In the face of Bai Wuji, chen fan seems more serious: "I will give Wenjing to you. If you let me know that she has the slightest harm, you know the consequences."

When Bai Wuji heard the words, his body trembled and said, "yes, yes."

The scene that the young wizard master was burned out was deeply engraved in their hearts and will never be forgotten.

Chen Fan slightly forehead head, see his such supernatural power, Bai Wuji never dare to easily betray again. Besides, he also needs to fight against the ghost sorcery.

After looking at Yu Wenjing, he didn't open his mouth and left the girl.According to the truth, if he taught Yu Wenjing himself, he would be 1000 times and 10000 times better than any other family. But after all, he didn't want to interfere too much. He was born again to make up for his regret, not to be a nanny.

Just as Chen Fan said before, only when people help themselves can heaven help them.

In the future, Yu Wenjing will be able to practice the Dharma even higher with her own strength, and he doesn't mind pulling her to step into the door of cultivating immortals. If she falls into a sea of misery, chen fan is most concerned with her old friend's sake, just to keep her safe for the rest of her life.

Everyone said goodbye to Chen Fan one after another. Grandma snake didn't dare to look at chen fan, so she hurriedly took Yu Wenjing away.

After they left, there were only chen fan and the struggling "copper armor corpse" lying on the ground.

"Ha ha." Chen Fan showed a smile but not a smile: "these little sects on the earth know how to refine corpses. Well, let them see what is the real method of refining corpses. "

"When Tongshan breaks the gate of the ghost sorcery sect, I'll see what they look like."

...

five days later, a village was hidden in the mountains in Southwest China.

There is no difference between this village and the ordinary Miao village, but the mountain people around it respect it as if they were gods. This is where the general arena of ghost witchcraft cult lies.

The ghost witch sect has been established here for hundreds of years. It has shocked the southwest and killed many enemies.

In the Qingshi hall, the highest part of the stockade, stands a statue of ghosts and gods. The ghosts and gods, with a ferocious mask, are all black, and their eyes are red.

At this time, a group of black robed elders gathered under the ghosts and gods.

The youngest of them is 40 years old, and the oldest has withered and yellow face. Their skin is like orange peel. They are afraid to be nearly 100 years old. Each body is surrounded by a cold and gloomy atmosphere, and obviously has magic power.

"Wizard master, the death of the young wizard master is a blatant defiance of our ghost witch sect." A cold old man said.

"Yes, I have never suffered such humiliation since I was broken down by the way of heaven." Another elder said angrily.

"Master Chen, just a piece of shit, dares to kill the young wizard master of our ghost wizard sect. Is it because our ghost wizard sect has not been out of the southwest for so many years that they have forgotten how powerful we are?" Someone is cold.

An old man sitting under the tall statue of ghosts and gods with his knees crossed, then slowly spoke:

"bring Zhang Ben up and ask about things clearly."

The old man looks like a piece of dead wood. If his heart doesn't beat occasionally, he will be treated as a corpse. He is the old wizard master of the ghost sorcery cult. He has lived for hundreds of years. He is not far away from death.

However, they did not dare to be disrespectful. This is a real person practicing Dharma.

After entering the Qingshi hall, Zhang Ben bowed his hand to the leaders and elders, and respectfully described the events of that day in detail.

"You said that man was sixteen or seventeen years old, and he could burst out flames in his eyes and easily break the hundred ghosts killing array. Even the little wizard master was burned to ashes by him?" An elder frowned and said:

"if he is so powerful, how can you survive?"

"He said that he wanted me to come back and give you a message. He said that he was going to climb the Mountain Gate of our ghost witch sect and destroy us." Speaking of this, Zhang Ben's eyes were full of hatred.

"What a big tone!"

With Zhang Ben's words, the whole Qingshi hall was bombed, and there was a roar of abuse.

"Just a junior in Jiangbei, dare to say that he wants to destroy our ghost witch sect?"

"Ha ha, our ghost witch sect has been based in the southwest for hundreds of years. When the Heavenly Master was powerful, it just broke through the general arena. As soon as they left, will our ghost witch sect make a comeback?"

"Master Wu, I'll start right now. Master Chen, no matter how powerful he is, can he stop us from joining hands?"

Some people scold, some disdain, some indignation.

The old sorcerer continued to ask:

"what else did he say?"

"He... He seems to have said that he wants me to bring a gift to you." However, Zhang Ben shook his head and sneered: "I guess it's just empty words and threats. I'm not well here...

" ah! "

As he spoke, he let out a shrill cry.

Many elder who scolded angrily, this is also like being strangled by the invisible big hand, looking at Zhang Ben with frightened eyes.

Zhang Ben first saw a red lotus mark in his pupil, and then a golden flame came out of his whole body from the outside to the inside. This flame emerged out of thin air, inch by inch burned his body, and he was rolling all over the ground. The wailing did not go out, but became more and more intense.

Finally, Zhang Ben was burned into nothingness by the golden flame in the endless howling, and the flame went out.

There was no ashes left in the hall, as if Zhang Ben had never been here.

A dead silence!

Many of the elders of the ghost sorcery sect were silent.

Even the old Sorcerer's face changed greatly, and his eyes showed fear.

How terrible are these means of leaving the flame in others' bodies, breaking out regularly, and burning a person into nothingness? No one in the white family of fire control had such ability.If you want to fight with such a great power, the old witch masters feel very difficult.

"Are we going to Jiangbei?" After a long time, there is a way of life.

No one answered. There was still silence in the hall. Even the old witch master kept silent.

Everyone looked at each other and did not dare to mention this topic again.

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