Those who seek immortals, go to the three corpses first,

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Just when Luan Tian reached out to touch the portrait of the Moon Mother, it was impossible to check, and the three gray mist in his eyebrows, chest, and dantian became rich, and the color gradually deepened, and it had become as black as ink.

As Luan Tian stretched out his hand to touch the portrait of the "Moon Mother", the three clouds of mist began to become agitated, surging and tumbling in the three spaces.

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At this time, Ao Yang, who was outside the "Emperor Stone Chess", was staring at the chessboard with his eyes, his face full of worry and nervousness.

Before, when he saw a second pillar of light rising above the chessboard, he knew that Luan Tian had successfully passed the second level.

His worries aggravated a little, Luan Tian's speed of passing was too fast, surprisingly fast, faster than the speed of the previous dragon sons and grandsons to participate in the trial, and also faster than Ao Yang expected.

This kind of speed is unique, and of course, this also means that the difficulty of the third level behind Luan Tian will also be unique!

And just now, that is, at the moment when Luan Tian moved his evil thoughts and stretched out his hand to touch the portrait of the Moon Mother, a red pillar of light suddenly rose above the "Emperor Stone Chess"!

This pillar of light is bright red, the red seems to ooze blood, and the light is dazzling and terrible, making people feel cold.

Ao Yang knew that the emergence of this situation meant that the trial of Luan Tian's third level was already on the verge of failure. He is only a trace away from failure, and he will most likely never come out again.

"It's a pity..."

Ao Yang murmured softly, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and there was also a trace of remorse.

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In a thatched hut in the "Emperor's Chess".

Luan Tian's fingers were close to the portrait of the "Moon Mother", and the fingertips were only five inches away from the "Moon Mother" face.

Of course, Luan Tian didn't realize that he was already on the line between life and death, and one of his feet had already stepped into the ghost gate. At this time, his face was full of *, his face was flushed, and his heart was beating even harder.

5 inches, 4 inches, 3 inches...

One inch!

At the moment when Luan Tian's fingertips were about to touch the face of the "Moon Mother", a thunderbolt-like thought on a sunny day crossed Luan Tian's mind like lightning.

"What's wrong with me? How can you be rude to the Moon Mother senior?! How do I seem to be a different person? I shouldn't be like this?!! ”

At the last moment, the last trace of clarity in Luan Tian's mind woke him up suddenly.

"That's not right! There's something weird about things! ”

After feeling the abnormality, Luan Tian's outstretched hand immediately stopped and quickly took it back. He checked his whole body for the first time, and finally found something strange in his eyebrows, chest, and dantian.

The divine consciousness swept into the Qiankun Ring, and all the things taken out of the stone chamber had disappeared without a trace. The lake formed by the water of the cold pool is still there, the building trees are growing on the lakeside, the old skin and the big head are sleeping and cultivating, where are the shadows of spirit stones, jade slips, and magic weapons!

Luan Tian was horrified, and then suddenly:

"Unreal... This is an illusory realm, but it's a shadow of nothing...

"The weirdness must be in these three clouds of fog! The eyebrows, chest, and dantian, three black mist ... Arouse the * of people's hearts, greed, **** and magnify these * infinitely..."

In fact, as a monk who is also a human being, he also has the instincts of appetite, ****, and so on*. It's just that the method of cultivation generally pursues a pure heart and few desires, and the cultivator will gradually suppress some bad ones. As the cultivation realm improves, some* will gradually disappear as they fade.

Of course, there are also many monks who pursue casualness, and even, some evil cultivators will deliberately magnify some of their own * because of the need to practice a certain spell.

Luan Tian's cultivation is an orthodox avenue, although he pursues freedom, but his nature is not lewd, besides, he has already opened the valley, so it is really abnormal to have just acted.

When he saw so many treasures at first glance just now, he ignored this point because of his excitement, and after waking up at this time, he regained his composure and slowly analyzed, Luan Tian immediately felt that something was wrong.

He repeatedly muttered the words "eyebrows, chest, dantian,*, magnify" in his mouth, searching in his memory, trying to find out the root of this wrongness.

"Three Corpse Gods!!"

This word flashed through Luan Tian's mind, and he had seen an introduction to the "Three Corpse Gods" in a book:

The "Three Corpse Gods" are called "gods", but they are actually three insects, to be exact, three imaginary insects that exist like three gods. They reside in the human body, and after entrenchment, they can control the emotions of the person and magnify the person*.

The name of the god of the corpse is "Ju", which resides in the head of the person, and can make people forgetful, hallucinate, and even cranky;

The name of the corpse god is "Foot", which lives in people's chests and abdomen, making people greedy for the desire of the tongue, not only greedy for eating and sleeping, lazy and abnormal, but also will speak viciously to the people around them at every turn, and add fists and feet.

The name of the lower corpse god is "Ji", and he lives in the place of the human dantian, which makes people lustful, greedy, and killing.

Luan Tian carefully scrutinized, and the situation was completely consistent, and he was even more sure that he was invaded by the "Three Corpse Gods". However, for a while, there was nothing to be done.

The book only recorded the symptoms of the "Three Corpse Gods" in the book, and only said a few words, which were only regarded as legends, and did not introduce the method of exorcising them.

"I didn't expect the legendary "Three Corpse Gods" to really exist! I was even infected by myself! How good is that? ”

Luan Tian repeatedly used his divine sense to observe the mist that had turned black in the center of his eyebrows, chest, and dantian, and at this time, the mist was no longer surging wildly, and the color did not continue to deepen.

But obviously, Luan Tian was deeply affected by it, and his emotions could not be calm, and he became a little anxious and manic.

He tried to suppress these negative emotions, tried to calm his mind, and thought about ways to deal with them.

These three clouds of black mist should be manifested by the "Three Corpse Gods", just expel them. The three corpse gods, it is said that they are god-like insects, they can control people's minds, so they should also belong to the category of living beings, I wonder if the "Yuan Search" can extract them? ”

Thinking of this, Luan Tian transported the qi of the dantian, recited the mantra of "Yuan Searching Technique", and guided the aura of the yuan to wrap the black mist in the dantian.

The silk thread condensed by the "Yuan Search Technique" slowly stretched into the black mist, only feeling that there was chaos inside, and nothing could be found, and the "Yuan Search Technique" obviously had no effect. It was as if these black fogs did not have any spiritual intelligence, and were born with resentment, anger and murderous aura from the origin of heaven and earth.

Fail the first time, come again!

At this time, Luan Tian's thinking had slowly regained its clarity, and wisdom and perseverance once again took over.

"Yin and Yang change!"

Luan Tian performed the "Yin and Yang Transformation" this time, and at the same time, with the "Yuan Search Technique", more vitality rose from the Danhu Lake and turned into milky white silk threads, which were constantly intertwined around the black mist in this dantian, as if weaving into a cocoon, wrapping the black mist inside.

"I hope this time...