Chapter 165: White Dog God
A good sect is divided into two major factions, which shows that there are irreconcilable contradictions in this sect, and I don't know if Bai Xiyue understands it or not, she pretended to be deep and said: "I just said that this Panlong Dao Master must be a bad guy from the Tianji Sect." ”
Sandan looked at Bai Xiyue's face, and sighed in his heart, it was more than enough to be a concubine in the palace with such an immortal attitude, but it was a pity that he was a stupid person, but there was no such powerful combination of men and women in the rivers and lakes recently, and asked cautiously: "Then what kind of sect are you?" I see that your cultivation is very powerful, and I always feel that it is even more mysterious than our master of the Heavenly Machine Sect. ”
Bai Xiyue and Ghost Che were born to be ancient gods, where is there any sect to say, if they really want to be classified, they should belong to the god clan, she frowned slightly, squatted on the ground, knocked the ground with her hand to think, and then raised her head and said extremely seriously: "We, I originally belonged to the Pure Land of Bliss, but I heard others say that if I want to marry Toru in the future, then I also belong to the people of Xudu, so if you calculate it, both of us are from the ghost city of Xudu." ”
They really are ghost towns! The three eggs directly ignored the Pure Land of Bliss in Bai Xiyue's mouth, because mortals are going to hell for reincarnation after death, but no one dares to hope to go to the Pure Land of Bliss after death.
He recalled the conversation between Oni Che and Panlong Daoist, and thought that Oni Che was playing tricks on Panlong Daoist, but he didn't expect that what he said was the truth.
This city is indeed inhabited, but very few people in the ghost city come out to deal with the world, and they all say that the city is the closest to the ghost gate pass in the underworld, so it is called a ghost city, and the way people in the world go to the ghost gate pass are bought with the people of the city, so it is said that the city is a mysterious and strange town.
Sandan glanced at Bai Xiyue, he really admired this, it was not easy to talk about this level, and he sighed alone: "I haven't heard of any new sects in Xudu?" I guess it's because I've seen so little of the world lately. ”
Bai Xiyue saw that Sandan was still thinking about the sect, and hurriedly stomped her feet and said, "We are not a sect, we have a position!" ”
Sandan thought that Bai Xiyue could no longer be embarrassed, and said coarantically: "Forget it, forget it, I can't ask you clearly, it's better to ask that man later." ”
At the same time, in the midst of the fog, the ghost was in place with red eyes, and his heart was amused, but he didn't expect this fool to know how to purify the miasma to protect the townspeople, and it was good to think that it would be better to think that innocent people would lose their lives because of his fight with this white-bearded old man, and it would not be worth it for the destiny to count all this on his head at that time.
Suddenly, all the fog swept in the direction where the Panlong Daoist was standing, and the fog was white on the opposite side, and no one could be seen, and there was a roar of "woo" barking angrily from the inside of the cocoon, like a warning that the beast was preparing to attack.
A giant white claw three feet in size slapped towards the location of the ghost, he was agile, easily dodging attacks, flying next to the giant claw, squinting at it, from the shape of a dog's claw, only a little big.
Ghost Che shouted in a loud voice: "You evil white-bearded old man really has some skills, and you can even summon a dog god to help you." ”
Hearing Oni Che's praise, Whitebeard's old voice came from the top, and he laughed proudly: "You are not simple, you can recognize that this is the dog god I summoned." ”
The current dog god is not a superficial meaning like a dog god, but a kind of awe-inspiring name for ghosts and monsters by mortals.
The dog god is a spirit that is often raised by cultivators, the ghost of dogs, but it is extremely cruel to want to have a loyal dog god.
You need to prepare a large piece of beef and bones in a thick soup, tie a selected live dog with a strong rope, and then put the meat and bones in a place where the live dog just can't reach and eat.
This kind of desire to eat but can't eat, constantly struggling with the desire to get food, so that the dog's mental power is highly concentrated, and then the dog's owner suddenly takes a sharp weapon to cut off the dog's head.
Bury the dog's head and the bowl of food in a place that is still close but inaccessible.
Sacrifice on the dog's grave for three days and three nights, then dig up the dog's head, burn the food in front of the dog's head, and if successful, the dog's spirit will appear on the skull and bones of the dog's head and be resurrected.
Dogs that die with resentment and come back to life, giving up the love and nostalgia for their owners in their hearts, are more ferocious and numb than when they were alive in the world, and become real ghosts can tear people's flesh apart, and some can even bite souls.
Therefore, the cultivators who can raise dog gods are not on the right path, and they have created a series of ghosts that can be used through the study of necromancy. How to use the dog god completely depends on the master's heart, he can use the dog god to subdue demons and eliminate demons, or he can use the dog god to kill the world.
The dog god raised by the head of the Panlong Dao is a white paw, indicating that this dog god is likely to be the most ferocious snow mastiff of the dog before his death, and the breeding of this kind of dog itself will take a lot of effort, time, money, and food are indispensable, and it will take at least seven or eight years to raise it to the extent of loyalty, and then ruthlessly kill this partner who has been with him for seven or eight years, which is really not something that ordinary mortals can do.
Through the source of the voice of the Coiling Dragon Dao Chief, Ghost Che determined his location, jumped to the distance of the huge dog's paw, snorted coldly, squinted and smiled: "Why don't you look at my dog god?" ”
Panlong Dao Chang looked at Ghost Che in surprise, he didn't expect him to have the same hobby, you must know that this kind of method of raising dog gods is rarely advocated by famous and decent people, and even classified it as an evil crooked way.
This is also the main reason why the Tianji Sect is divided into two major factions, the cultivation path is different, both evil and good, after all, they can't go together, neither he nor the senior brother wants to admit defeat, and they want to prove the correctness of their respective claims, so it has become the current situation.
Panlong Daoist treated Ghost Che as if he had found a confidant for many years, and said excitedly: "It turns out that Daoist friends are also good at this. ”
Oni Che shook his head and said lightly: "I'm here to show you the real dog god・・・・・・"
The dog god of the coiling dragon is nothing but a ghost turned into a dog, and the dog god that the ghost says is the real dog god.
Oni Che bit his fingers, his hands began to seal quickly, he lifted his robe and squatted on the ground, took out a pair of scrolls from his wide sleeves, and quickly spread them out about a zhang long, full of complex runes.
He pressed his hand on the rune, let the blood of his finger stain it, concentrated all the spiritual power into the palm of his hand, the blood stains were supported by the spiritual power, and began to gather along the traces of the rune, until all the black runes were dyed red, Ghost Che raised his head, the corner of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and said with a command: "Ah San, let's come out and take a good meal, and then give me a good guard of the ghost gate." ”
The moment he finished speaking, a black tornado rose from the ground above the scroll, blowing away all the white mist-colored mist, revealing the figure of the Coiling Dragon Dao Leader and his dog god.
I saw a giant white dog standing in front of the ghost Che who was more than ten zhang taller than him, covered with snow-white and shiny fur, the face expression of the dog god was almost grinning, the nose was raised, the upper lip was opened, revealing the sharp and long fangs, as long as it was bitten, it must be crushed bones, the eyes were round, the eyes were sharp and fierce, after seeing the ghost clearly, a pair of smart ears stretched out in the direction of oblique back, making a threatening sound of "whirring".
The huge four dogs stomped on the ground hard, their smooth white coats erected, their forelimbs prostrate, their bodies sitting back, ready to attack Ghost Toru.
The head of the Panlong Dao was standing on top of the head of the dog god more than ten zhang high, no wonder the sound would come from a high place, and the ghost Che looked at the huge dog god as he guessed, it was a ghost evolved from a snow mastiff, and the smile on his face became more and more intense.
And the black tornado from big to small, originally a behemoth that blocked the two of them, gradually changed into a small whirlwind as tall as a five or six-year-old child, and when everything was calm, a reddish-brown puppy the size of an ordinary puppy appeared on the scroll that the ghost spread out on the ground.
In the heart of the Panlong Daoist, how can the black tornado that frantically attack people be able to summon a behemoth, the dog gods are all adult dogs, through the raised dog gods, the body will only become bigger and bigger, and the strength will become stronger and stronger, how can the dog god be so small and pitiful on this evil handsome man, looking at the little pity who was summoned by the huge momentum on the ground, he couldn't help but sneer and said: "This fellow Daoist, are you going to use your own dog god to plug my teeth?" ”
Ghost Che bent down and picked up the "dog god" he summoned from the ground, his expression did not change much, the three heads of the little thing in his arms were excitedly drilling into his arms, crawling on his face, and the delicate soft dog barked, so that he had to be a little entangled, whose head should be touched first?
In order to prevent their jealous own people from biting each other first, he reached out and stroked the body owned by the three-headed dog for the sake of fairness, squinted his eyes and instructed: "Don't become too big, bite and kill according to the situation, subdue the dog god that the snow mastiff has transformed, and then bring it back to hell and give it to Yu Fang, so that he can arrange it in the twelve layers of hell." Recently, there has been a shortage of beasts and ghosts in the animal hell, so I just took it for my own use today. ”
After the three little heads of the three-headed dog barked at the ghosts in unison, he put them on the ground and said funny: "Old Whitebeard, I'm afraid you won't be enough to stuff my canine god's teeth." ”
The three-headed dog puppy, which was originally only half a foot old, seemed to have eaten a pill of rapid growth, and its body expanded rapidly, becoming taller, and became the same size as the dog god of Panlong Dao, the original cute and cute appearance had long been gone, and the jujube red three-headed dogs stared at the round and shiny red eyes, revealing sharp teeth and biting towards the white dog god.