The Evil Dao is a secret heretical path among the 100,000 mountains in the Southern Regions of Daqing.

Its sect leader, the Evil True Man, was also a generation of masters, and the seventy-two evil arts under his sect were extremely famous, all of which were extremely bloody, and they often drained people's souls and refined people's flesh and blood.

The White Bone Man Demon is one of them, and it is an evil method made of living souls and flesh and bones.

"If it's just a mortal soul sacrifice to refine spells, it's just a partial life, then the people of the Evil Dao Sect still dare to beat the attention of the Qi practitioners, and they have been destroyed by the crowd, and it has been hundreds of years now.

These demons haven't been seen for a long time......."

The old Taoist priest said, suddenly looked at the three coffins, and his eyes widened:

"You, you mean ......."

At this time, he also came back to his senses.

Could it be that these corpses have been drained of their souls?

What is the soul of a mortal?

An Qisheng's brows furrowed imperceptibly, this Sa Wuling's tone did not fluctuate, as if he was used to it, however, it was the habit that made people feel cold.

Jingle bell~

The old Taoist priest suddenly rang the bell around the three coffins, and muttered something in his mouth.

As the bell shook, bursts of invisible aura light flickered, like a rain of light on the coffin.

It seems to be using some kind of probing technique.

After a few turns, this Sa Wuling's face turned white:

"Really, what a soul ...... sucked away"

"Bitter, bitter."

The old Taoist priest sighed for a long time, and was sad: "How can I let a wild Taoist priest who has been punished encounter such a thing?" ”

The old Taoist priest was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, walking around the yard, anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

Anqisheng pulled a bench and sat down, tore a few pieces of the nest to feed the dogs, and took half of it and ate it slowly.

There was a ripple in the light.

He had already collected the spiritual imprint of this old Taoist, and with his current spiritual power, this old Taoist naturally had no secrets for him.

The reason why I left this old way is because this world is very weird.

There are many weird places in this world, and the most weird thing is that the first step in the cultivation of monks and qi practitioners in this world is the heavens 'being punished'!

If you don't 'receive the curse', you can't sense the aura of heaven and earth, and you can't cast spells!

This old Taoist priest's name is Sa Wuling, and he has never been 'punished'.

The aura fluctuation on his body actually came from that bell, and he himself did not have any aura.

Not to mention the mana he was eager for in his memory.

And how to make the sky 'punished', this Sa Wuling doesn't know, naturally, he doesn't know.

Of course, 'receiving the congregation' is a Taoist saying, and the Buddhist saying is 'enlightenment'.

"You!"

After a while, this Sa Wuling seemed to remember something, and suddenly looked at An Qisheng.

An Qisheng glanced at him lightly, and his eyes lit up like stars:

"How am I?"

At a glance.

This Sa Wuling was like a thunderbolt, and in a trance, he only felt that the corpse watcher in front of him, who had been in contact with dozens of times, became strange, became majestic, and became sacred.

The whole person seemed to have become majestic in his eyes, and he could not look at him directly.

A ragged shirt can't hide its otherworldly temperament.

It was unfathomable than the real people of the Taiyi Sect that he had ever seen, and for a while, he was stunned.

"Senior save me!"

Blessed to the soul, Sa Wuling fell to his knees and asked for help decisively.

He remembered the script, the legends of the mortal masters.

Could it be that this corpse watcher is such a person?

Yes, if it weren't for that, how could the corpse watchers in Yizhuang, who had never been far away, know about the white bone demons?

And how can you make yourself feel so majestic, sacred?

"You're not dead, so how can I save you?"

An Qisheng responded lightly.

With his spiritual practice, it is naturally easy to fool Sa Wuling, who has no cultivation.

"The seniors don't know."

Sa Wuling smiled bitterly:

"The name of the trail is Yu Lu, who leads the court, and it is the evil cult within five miles of these three towns, and the white bone man and demon appear nearby, and the trail must bear the brunt of it......."

"Qubble."

An Qisheng sneered:

"Although you don't have a 'curse', but you have the court as a backer, even if someone cultivates the white bones, people and demons, they will not move you when they are idle so as not to provoke the court to interfere!

The reason why you begged me is because you have been sitting in this place for more than nine years, and you will be able to get the method of 'receiving the urn' of the imperial court in half a year, and I am afraid that the appearance of the white bone man and demon will affect your ability to get the method of 'receiving the urn'! ”

Sa Wuling's body was shocked, and he was shocked again, and he no longer had doubts about his identity as a master.

The method of sitting in the township for ten years in order to 'receive the urn' of the imperial court is an absolute secret, and ordinary people will never know this secret.

What's more, I have been here for almost thirty years, and I can know that I have only been here for nine and a half years, except for myself, there are only a few people.

"Senior save me!"

Sa Wuling burst into tears, and bowed to the ground again: "Xiaodao is more than ten years old, and he has been fifty-three so far, for more than forty years. ”

Sa Wuling wailed.

In the past nine years, he has been running every day, surpassing people, and presiding over the rituals, isn't it for the imperial court's ten-year 'assessment'?

If he misses it this time, he will never have another chance.

Looking at Sa Wuling, who was crying like a baby in confinement, An Qisheng touched his chin.

Isn't this hypnosis a bit too much?

Or is this old man too psychologically fragile?

"Alright, get up."

An Qisheng waved his hand slightly:

"Since you run into it, you always have to take care of it!"

"Thank you, senior!"

Sa Wuling wept with joy and cried again.

"That's it!"

An Qisheng frowned, it was enough to cry so disgustingly at a young age.

"Yes, yes!"

Sa Wuling hurriedly got up, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

I just feel that this senior is too good to speak, and none of the real people I have ever met, Zen masters, are so good at talking.

"Senior, what should I do?"

Sa Wuling blew his nose and asked.

An Qisheng ate the nest in his hand cleanly, and then said:

"Let's go and prepare some materials first......

"What materials do seniors need?"

Sa Wuling's old face turned red, and he said: "Xiaodao, Xiaodao is shy in his pocket, materials, materials, I'm afraid there are not too many ........"

"Something ordinary is all the stuff you need."

An Qisheng clapped his hands and picked up the dog:

"For example, chickens, ducks, fish, pigs, cattle and sheep, come and go."

"These, useful?"

Sa Wuling's eyes straightened, he had never heard of any use for these things.

Seeing that An Qisheng was silent, he panicked again, hurriedly agreed, and trotted out of Yizhuang.

In Yizhuang, An Qisheng touched the hair of the yellow dog, looked at the blue sky at the beginning of the sun, and muttered to himself:

"On this day, there are also problems......."

To practice qi, you need the permission of heaven.

What day is it?

Faintly, An Qisheng had a deep fear of this Emperor Heavenly Realm.

Because of this, he asked Sa Wuling to prepare some chickens, ducks, fish, and the like, instead of some herbs containing aura.

Until he understands the mystery of the aura of heaven and earth in this realm, he will not absorb any wisp of aura of heaven and earth in this realm.

After all, his foundation is once completed, and a peerless place like Xuanxing can be cultivated, and this Emperor Heaven Realm, without aura, can do the same!

.......

Sa Wuling is an unpopular Taoist priest.

But no matter how much he doesn't enter the stream, he is also quite a prestigious figure in this nearby village, and he has accumulated a lot of net worth over the years.

However, at noon, a batch of poultry had been brought in, and a fat and strong black pig had been brought in.

After that, in the strange eyes of many villagers.

This highly respected chief of Sadao slaughtered pigs and sheep, cooked chickens and stewed crows, and soon, the fragrance of meat in Yizhuang was overflowing.

Many villagers swallowed their saliva, but their faces turned blue when they smelled the smell of corpses.

Hurriedly said goodbye.

Only Sa Wuling was left stunned to watch An Qisheng feast, and it was messy in the wind for a while.

Is there such a demon?

An Qisheng is not a picky eater, and the anti-human medicinal diet at the time of Xuanxing can be eaten for a year without changing color, not to mention some peculiar smells.

I didn't care what Sa Wuling thought, and began to feast with a big pot of meat.

He ate very gently, but very quickly, grinding his teeth, chewing and crushing even the flesh and bones, swallowing into his abdomen, and then the abdomen thundered, and under the action of strong mental force, the stomach and intestines were overloaded, and all the food was consumed quickly.

And then it is transmitted to every subtle place around the body.

Not only is it consumed quickly, but it also has very little residue, and the utilization rate of food is ten times higher than that of ordinary people.

In his previous life, in this life, in the long-floating realm, he has been practicing Neijiaquan for more than a hundred years, and his control over the human body has reached an extremely deep level, and this ability will not disappear because of a different body.

As his abdomen was full and his body was hot, the blood flow in his body became faster and faster, and faintly, his skin was red, and sweat seemed to be coming out of his hair.

Internal organs, muscles and bones, epithelium, blood, and even more subtle things are undergoing a violent transformation!

Call!

Suck!

Sa Wuling was still in a mess, wondering if he had been deceived, when he heard a slight breathing sound.

"It's ......."

He looked for the sound and saw that An Qisheng was simply sitting and eating meat, but his body gave him a feeling that he was moving all the time.

The pores on his exposed skin were stretching and closing, breathing like a nose and mouth!

Click~

After a few moments, the sound of breathing was drowned out by the muffled sound of bones grinding, and then the sound of golden jade pounding drowned out the grinding sounds.

At a certain moment, Sa Wuling sat on the ground with his buttocks, and pointed at An Qisheng dumbfounded, his tongue was knotted:

"Thunder, Thunder ......"

In An Qisheng's body, there was a substantial sound of thunder!

What is it?

The legendary Rayfa?

Sa Wuling's eyes were full of awe, and there was no longer a trace of doubt in his heart.

Myself

I have seen the true God!