Chapter 345： Witchcraft

"Lu Li, here is a copy of "Changchun Gong", you should practice it first."

at this time.

Yin Ming Ghost Emperor handed a book of jasper crystal.

The two gold characters "Changchun" are engraved on it.

"This is an authentic Taoist technique that prolongs one's life. It has a total of 100 layers. If you cultivate to perfection, you can increase your lifespan by three thousand years."

Yin Ming Ghost Emperor explained.

"Thanks to the head!"

Lu Li was also not polite, he stubbornly accepted the exercises.

"Tsk tut, boy, for the sake of your helping me before, I will give you a dragon blood pill, which can also increase your life span by 500 years."

The old Yinlong smiled and handed a medicine bottle.

In the bottle, there is a golden, round pill that is the size of a pigeon egg.

Between the suspension of the pill, there is still a dragon-shaped air lingering around.

It looks quite magical.

It is a **** pill undoubtedly!

"Thanks senior!"

Lu Li was very grateful and thanked him.

Then, without saying anything, pour out the pill and eat it.

Grunt.

The pill slipped into the abdomen, and as soon as it was washed and refined by the mighty mana, it turned into a pure medicinal power, rushing to the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, making Lu Li's body warm.

The upper limit of lifespan began to rise slowly.

Eventually rose back to the life span of four thousand five!

at this time.

In the large white robe of the ancestor of Mermaid Island, a colorful fish fin stretched out, and a black pearl the size of a longan was handed out, exuding a dazzling crystal light.

"Lu Li, I don't have anything to give you. This is a dust bead in your mouth, which can protect your last bit of true spirit."

The ancestors of Mermaid Island kindly said.

This is the real treasure!

"Xie Ancestor!"

Lu Li felt warm in his heart, and carefully put away the dust bead.

"You're welcome. You are the son-in-law of my Mermaid Island, and you can also be regarded as the grandson-in-law of the old man. If the old man does not protect you, who will protect you."

The ancestor of Mermaid Island laughed.

"Lu Li, the foreigners outside do not want to kill you. You can cultivate here. We will continue to build the statue of Emperor Huangquan. At that time, there will be the protection of the emperor, and the magic of the witch clan will never hurt you anymore. You can do that too. Go back to live on Xuanwu Island and practice."

At this time, Yin Ming Ghost Emperor said solemnly.

"Yes!"

Lu Li nodded.

"Since it's okay, then our two old guys are also going to practice."

The old Yinlong waved his hand, directly turned the dragon into the sky and left.

The ancestor of Mermaid Island nodded towards Lu Li, and followed him into the void.

Immediately, Yin Ming Ghost Emperor flicked his sleeve robe and was about to take away the stone altar and leave.

"Head, can you keep this witch tribe altar for me to study?"

Lu Li said quickly.

"This...good. But, this is the Wu Clan altar after all, don't try it randomly."

Yin Ming Guidi exhorted, his figure shook.

The void rippled in circles.

The man has disappeared from the monk.

"Changchun Gong? Don't practice! Let's see if the second genius is a Witch genius! System, connect with the second genius!"

Lu Li's eyes shone sharply and said silently.

Words fall.

A flower in front of me.

A ray of divine consciousness has descended into the halls of heaven, transforming into a mysterious figure lingering in black and white.

In the center of the magnificent Star Hall.

A burly man wearing animal skin leather pants, shirtless and topless, with witch **** tattoos painted on his face with oil paint, stands like a pine.

"Temple of War?"

The burly man shot all around with uncertainty.

He has just returned to the treasure house of the Spirit Emperor, which is the Far North Abyss, the base of the Wu Clan.

Unexpectedly, there was a flower in front of me.

A huge, vast divine power surged in, and directly photographed his soul into such a mysterious place, which made him extremely shocked and horrified.

Take a closer look around, isn't this the legendary Temple of War?

"Yes, this is the Temple of War God."

Lu Li said slowly.

The sound was loud, like a sky bell and a drum, shaking the burly man with trembling spirits.

He started to figure out how to get this guy to use the Witch Clan witch curse to exchange his magic power.

"The Temple of War!"

The burly man looked up at the Lu Li on the top of the star dome, his expression changed, and he was surprised and happy: "Here, can I really exchange the supreme practice?"

"Yes. What exercise do you want to change?"

Lu Li nodded calmly.

A ray of murderous intent in the heart is extremely well concealed.

The burly man didn't notice it, he groaned, and said, "Senior Temple Spirit, can there be my Wu Clan's techniques in this temple?"

"Have."

Lu Li replied if nothing had happened.

"That's good!"

The burly man was overjoyed: "I want to change the supreme practice of the Wu clan!"

"Yes. It's just that the rules of the Temple of War are to exchange one exercise for another exercise. The witches that I have collected here are all of the heavenly ranks and can only be practiced by immortals. Are you sure you want to change it? What exercise do you use? Come to change?"

Lu Li made up casually.

"Uh……"

Hearing this, the burly Han suddenly ended.

I was even more shocked.

The witch clan exercises that can only be practiced by immortals? That must be the witch **** technique!

It's a pity, even if you change it, you can't cultivate.

So... what should I change?

Suddenly, the burly man thought of the seriously injured priest, and his eyes flashed sharply: "Senior, I want to know, that Lu Li, who was the first young man to enter this temple of war, what kind of skills he has to save in this place? Temple of War?"

"You are the third person to enter this temple. I think you are quite talented, so I'll tell you that Lu Li uses one of his own Buddha skills and one magic skill for two supreme methods."

Lu Li replied slowly.

"Magic? Buddha?"

The burly man frowned slightly.

Magic power must be Kunpeng magic power.

Buddhism should be Lu Li's four-headed and eight-armed golden body magic.

Do you want to change Lu Li's technique?

Change!

The priest inspired the magic spell, was backlashed, and was severely injured by the ghost emperor of Yin Ming. His life span was exhausted, and the end was already approaching!

In order to save the priest, it must be changed!

Which one to change?

The burly man suddenly remembered that in the records of the Witch Clan, the Kunpeng true spirit swallowed the essence of all things and was born from the dome, and lived the same life as the heaven and the earth.

Lu Li's napkin had a life span of 10,000 just after breaking through the Nasal Infant, and it must be because of the Kunpeng Demon Art that he majored in!

Just change the Kunpeng Demon Art!

However, what witch clan exercises are used to exchange it?

The burly man hesitated.

He always held a trace of guard against this war temple, and naturally he refused to exchange it with the Witch Clan's supreme cultivation technique.

at this time.

Lu Li suddenly said: "Lu Li entered the Temple of War again just now, saying that he was injured by the witch curse of the Witch Clan. He has lost half of his life for no reason. I am a bit curious. I want to try my practice. If you use it To exchange for the magic spells, I can teach you both Lu Li's magic skills and Buddha skills. Or, I can exchange for two ground-level techniques from the Archaic period."

One for two?

The burly man almost agreed immediately when he heard it.

But he was still a little jealous and suspicious.

Are there any traps here?

"Aren't you willing? Just assume I haven't said it."

Lu Liman didn't care.

"Wait a minute."

The burly man immediately shouted: "I...Yes! I am willing to use the magic spell to exchange Luli's two techniques!"

"good."

Lu Li nodded and raised his hand.

Swish.

Two starlights fell down, condensing into a blank starlight book, a star pen.

"You write down the magic spell."

Lu Li said calmly.

"Yes!"

The burly man arched his hands, grabbed the Xingchen Pen, and started to write the Witch Clan characters on the Xingguangjing Book.

At the same time, he also began to recite witch spells.

It sounds quite eerie and weird.

Lu Li waited quietly.

After a cup of tea.

The chanting stopped.

The burly man let go of the star pen in his hand and arched his hand: "Senior Temple Spirit, this magic spell has been written out!"

Words fall.

There was a ding sound in Lu Li's mind:

"You learned the magic spell."

"Current level: 1st floor (1% progress)."

The technique of witchcraft: With the power of the witch god, everything goes wrong with a curse. Two curses the loss of the wealthy couple. Three curses wounded, sick and disabled. Four curses relatives and friends died. The five curses were killed together.

It is indeed a magic spell!

Lu Li was overjoyed, but he did not hesitate, and raised his hand.

Boom boom.

Two huge pillars of starlight projected down, covering the burly man, and imparting the Kunpeng Demon's divine art, the Vajra Tathagata Dharma body to this person.

Of course, the backdoor version is kept.

"Magic power! Buddha power! This turned out to be Lu Li's magic power, Buddha power!"

After a while.

The burly man opened his eyes and his heart was shocked.

The rumors of this temple of war turned out to be true!

Humph!

After he cultivated Lu Li's magic power to the perfect state, he would use Lu Li's magic power to kill Lu Li! Revenge for the priest!

"Senior, goodbye! Please send me back!"

The murderous intent of the burly man emerged in his heart, arching his hands.

"good."

Lu Li waved readily.

A blast of starlight came, directly pushing the burly man's soul out of the star hall and returning to the flesh.

Just the moment this person left.

Lu Li smiled coldly and uttered two words:

"idiot!"

Words fall.

People have returned to Lingdao Bamboo House.

So, next, it's time to start work!

Use his own way to treat his own body!

Curse the witch priests!