As soon as the red-eyed ghost died, nothing was left except a withered and shrunken corpse, and his side-door flying sword was refined into iron juice by Chen Ang, and the two red-eyebrow insects were changed by the devil and were refined to death together, only a handful of poisonous sand remained, but it was not put in Chen Ang's eyes, ready to melt away with his corpse. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the end, only a bag of treasures was left, which was still of some value.

The red-eyed ghost is a side mana, and the treasure bag he refines is not large, it contains some gold and silver and a book of mental methods supplemented by his own cultivation, and it seems that most of the family wealth is still in the cave where they practice.

Chen Ang pinched his fingers and calculated, Jingming had not finished yet, and since Chen Ang Jingming had calculated, the catastrophe of the two ghosts in the mountains had been triggered in advance, and now that the red-eyed ghost was dead, there was a heavenly opportunity to cover it, and the bald ghost couldn't notice anything, so Chen Ang took out the mental method and slowly flipped through it in his hand.

It seems that Liu Tang did not get the next volume of this volume of the heart method, so he had to rely on the other methods he had collected by himself, and he practiced a good book of side door miscellaneous family roads to become an evil mana.

Judging from this mental method, this master of the side door seems to be a rough character, and the methods inherited by the predecessors of this kind of loose cultivation will naturally not be as orderly as the inheritance of famous schools, just like the rigorous teaching textbooks, but like personal practice notes, full of personal feelings, moods, and even essays of various authors.

And the predecessor who left the inheritance is even worse, mixing a large number of obscure and vague sentences and expressions in his own cultivation method, and it seems that even the ability to express himself has problems, and he actually uses the dialect of his hometown, and the words mixed with the local dialect occupy a large area.

The most troublesome thing is that this is still a secret book handed down from the Tang Dynasty, and many of the ways of expression contain ancient meanings, and in addition to the fact that there is only half a volume of inheritance, Chen Ang can imagine Liu Tang's despair and madness when he comprehends this book just by reading it for a moment.

The IQ of cultivators is not low, even if a pig reaches the realm of scattered immortals, he is also a pig with Taoism.

But IQ has nothing to do with the ability to express, a high-IQ old Qin monk in Guanzhong wrote the cheats in the dialect of the Tang Dynasty, so that a Sichuan monk in the late Ming Dynasty who is not flexible can see it, it is indeed the same as the Book of Heaven.

"What a tragedy caused by language barriers!" Chen Ang looked at Liu Tang's annotations on the mental method, the confusion between the lines, a large number of fallacies and misreadings, coupled with the hidden words of the Taoist priests of the Xuan School in the Tang Dynasty, and the evolution of the glyphs and meanings in the process of historical circulation, all deeply illustrated how hurt this once naïve monk was when interpreting this practice note.

For a person like Chen Ang, who has eighteen degrees in humanities, is proficient in ancient Chinese culture and the secret inheritance of Taoism, and has an amazing IQ, this kind of thing is naturally straightforward and straightforward, and the meaning is shallow, and he can even use his own excellent insight to complete the second half of the lost secret book later, and the mystery and mystery will only be above the original work.

But for the sideways who have no inheritance, this is an insurmountable moat.

"It seems that no matter which world there is, it is very difficult for monks who do not have an inheritance!" Chen Ang sighed and said: "This is actually a clear and unambiguous mental method, if you encounter the ancient characters, or the Tianfu tadpole script, the dragon chapter and the phoenix seal turtle pattern bird are eroded oracle bones, I am afraid that it is a blind eye, and the understanding is so low, no wonder it will enter the side door." ”

After reading this mental method, Chen Ang casually put it back into the treasure bag, and now he realized why the Xuanmen Sect has such high requirements for qualifications, and even the dragon chapter, phoenix seal, turtle pattern, bird and eclipse oracle bone can't be realized out of thin air, and he still wants to cultivate? The IQ is so low, let's go down the mountain to take the top prize!

There are also a large number of Taoist mantras searched by the red-eyed ghost Liu Tang in the annotations of the mental method, most of which are scales and half claws, mixed with magic and miscellaneous cultivation, and even have magic methods that are not in the world, such as the soul altar, Zhu You, etc., and the most brilliant ones are just some inheritances scattered by the Wutai faction, which is more clever than the Taoist temple in the "Taoist Miscellaneous Photography and Wonderful Use of Yang Fu Shen Gong Sutra", but it is also a non-mainstream goods.

Chen Ang closed his eyes and recuperated, released the mana of Tianhe and turned it into a piece above his head, refining the vitality of the sun essence, and at the same time pondering the demon-breaking everlight flame, and continued to refine it with mana. That spiritual flame was defiled, but it was more spiritual, and after Chen Ang's mana was refined, its essence was even more enhanced, and it seemed to have a filthy stimulus that matched it, which made its essence even more wonderful.

After two hours, Chen Ang's mind moved, and the crane feather that had been practiced by Chen Ang in the Luoxia Cave more than ten miles away fell from the sky, killing the bald ghost to death.

At this time, the bald ghost had broken the ban and was about to commit murder, but the pure monk was entangled in a black mist in the distance.

Meng Nuxian, who was greatly injured, was powerless to resist, and when she closed her eyes and waited for death, the feathers of the white crane's right wing beside her lit up slightly, floating in the air, and was driven by Chen Ang, who was far away in Qixiaguan, and killed the traitor.

The mana attached to the feathers, after killing the bald ghost, was still insufficient, exploded into a pile of feathers, and the mana turned into a sword qi, formless and colorless, and the black mist was clouded in the dark, so that it was seriously injured, and was overwhelmed by Jingming, and dropped a copper ring and retreated.

Chen Angnian moved with his heart, his body turned into a long rainbow, and he stood at the door of Luoxia Cave, dozens of miles of mountain roads for people like him, that is, the ups and downs of thoughts, and the pure monk in the distance was also wrapped in a ball of glass light and flames, and rushed to Chen Ang.

Jingming shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, Daoist friends have other preparations, otherwise I will suffer a big loss!" I only said that this was the calamity of the little girl Meng, but I didn't expect that there was also my calamity in it, and I escaped the fire calamity of the reclamation eye, but there was also the aftermath of this time, which made me get entangled by the opponent and almost missed the big thing. ”

"Your counterpart doesn't look like a good number." Chen Ang smiled: "It just so happened that he was hit by my sword, and he had my sword qi on his body, why don't I take the opportunity to kill him and help you get rid of a trouble?" ”

"Don't ......" Jingming refused with a wry smile: "Although my junior brother has taken the evil path, he has not done any great evil. I still want to work hard to transform him, but you must not send him to reincarnation. ”

After the two of them talked, the owner of Luoxia Cave finally packed up and drove out.

The Meng Fairy changed her clothes, although her face was tired, she could not hide her natural beauty. She is not tall, and her figure is also delicate, but it is rare to be generous, there is no small family spirit, although she is ashamed in the face of Jingming and Chen Ang, she is not twisted, she bows deeply, and apologizes with a little shyness: "Meng Xiashang thanks the two seniors for their help, Xiashang entered the magic barrier before, and lived up to the kindness of Master Jingming, and I hope you have a lot of Haihan, don't blame me for being upright." (To be continued.) )