Chapter Ninety-Five: The Ancestral Teachings

I don't know the situation in the outside world, I devoted myself to the art of Zhongmao, but I suppressed too much sorrow in my heart, in this shout, the voice of the soul of my communication, with a mournful choked meaning, the blood of my comrades-in-arms, the life and death of Hui Gen'er are unknown, the Hongzi who has been sacrificed, a person bears the pressure of everyone's life, the grievance of losing the protection of the ancestors, all kinds of emotions broke out at this time - Shizu, Shizu, Shizu

I was immersed in my own world, I heard the screams of fear from the outside world, I heard people say how to cast a spell and cry? What emerged? Am I crying? I listened to everything in my ears, but unfortunately I couldn't think, but I was pleasantly surprised to feel that I felt the familiar power fluctuations, with a strange feeling of care, suddenly filled my body.

There is no effort, and there is no need to control the connection, is it a cooperation again and again, I am familiar with it, or is there something different about the will of the ancestor?

Before I had time to think about anything, my body, controlled by the will of my ancestor, suddenly stood still, my eyes opened, and then I really saw the little ghost for the first time, and I also understood why everyone was under the protection of the formation, but they also let out such a frightened exclamation.

It is a little boy, but in its complete state, it is so huge in the form of a spirit body, and it is so different from the small image that I saw in the illusion last time I and Hui Gen'er saw it, it is still pure black eyes, with palpitating eyes, distorted expressions, and a slightly open mouth, it is actually a mouthful of fangs, in such a huge form of the little ghost, I can finally see why it is red, because it is really with layers of blood, gushing out layer by layer, as if it is inexhaustible.

It looked at everyone present with a hateful look that could no longer be described with pen and ink, even through the formation, that terrifying, cold killing intent was successfully transmitted, making people chill.

The dragon spirit in the formation is only bound by Lu Fanming and his party, and it seems to be a kind of powerlessness against the little ghost, in my eyes, it is 'tearing' the only restraint of the formation, and is advancing towards the group on our mountain, I don't doubt that as long as it breaks free from the shackles of the formation, it can kill all of us in the blink of an eye.

"The little ghost with a full body, it's the guy from last time." When I saw everything in the field, I finally received the message of the ancestor, this was the first time I felt a trace of anger in the expression of the ancestor, and what surprised me even more was how could there be a memory of the last time in the will of the ancestor?

It's a pity that this is not the time to explore at all, I tried to communicate with Shizu, "Shizu, stop the little ghost, otherwise many people will die." ”

Because of the experience of the last time, I know that by chance, the will of the ancestor can actually do some communication with me, and this time I am also anxious to try, the formation can't trap the little ghost for too long, as soon as the little ghost comes out, it means that a lot of lives will disappear.

I thought that Shizu would not respond to me, and his usual way was to do it, but this time, I received such a message: "With your ability, even if you invite me, you can't deal with the little ghost." The only one who can really deal with the imps is yourself. ”

"Myself?" I'm completely confused, and I invite a little ghost that my master can't deal with, and the one who can deal with it is actually myself.

"Yes, yourself, my most precious magic weapon, has long been passed down to you, but it's a pity that I" Shizu was silent when he said this, and then said: "Chen Chengyi, listen to me teach the Fa." ”

Master Ancestor actually wants to teach the Fa to me now? Although direct communication with the soul does not take much time at all, is it too late to suddenly teach the Fa at this time?

In addition, why did a piece of will that was invited actually teach the Fa?

It's a pity that my ancestor is a self-explanatory, and he doesn't like to explain anything, and even some people who are tough on their egos, can't allow me to ask questions full of questions, and then, an overwhelming message directly enters my soul, and after I interpret it in an instant, I can't help but exclaim in my heart, it turned out to be like this! It turned out that Master didn't know about it all along, and I didn't even know the true use of the Tiger Soul.

"Passing the Fa directly to your soul is quite draining for me, but you can already use it! Remember to swallow the extra pill, you can't bear it, but it will definitely be able to withstand it. It's good to do it yourself, this battle should be supported by my Lao Li's disciples, and you can't retreat in order to avoid the misery of life. After saying this, that familiar power disappeared from my body, and the master actually left.

When he left, I could feel that after this time of teaching, he was even more tired than the last time he helped me complete the Yu step, this direct transmission is the most mysterious way of Taoism to transmit the Fa, and it consumes the most soul power, it can be seen that the master has judged that he should do this in the shortest possible time?

In an instant, I had come back to my senses, and the scene in front of me was restored again, the constraints of the formation on the little ghost were getting weaker and weaker, and everyone's eyes with fear and hope all fell on me, Wang Wu stood beside me, his eyes were even more anxious, seeing me standing in the rain in a daze, he didn't know what was going on, and he didn't dare to urge me, just looked at me so anxiously, and said completely unconsciously: "There will be a lot of deaths, there will really be a lot of deaths." The voice was faintly crying.

Yes, a lot of people will die, if we can't stop it, from another point of view, even if we die, we will carry too much guilt, the Taoist family is most afraid of cause and effect sin, but cause and effect sin is not your intention, it will not be entangled with you.

"No, because I'm here." I said such a sentence to Wang Wu lightly, and then subconsciously touched the tiger claw hanging on the neck, it turned out that it was the most precious magic weapon left by the ancestor, but the master and I never knew that behind that pity, the ancestor wanted to speak and stopped.

Then, I pinched the trick, this trick is unusually simple, with the contemplation of the heart, just for one point, that is, to awaken the silly tiger.

Barely time-consciously, the silly tiger was immediately awakened by me from its slumber, but the moment it woke up, it sensed the presence of the imp, and actually let out a frightened moan in my body.

I didn't speak, sat down cross-legged, and then took out the sealed pills from my backpack, and threw them into my mouth one by one, I think if Wang Feng was at the scene, he would definitely use all kinds of methods to accuse me of destroying the heavens, but this time it was the method given to me by the ancestor, eating and eating, I actually had a determined smile on my face, this way of fighting is more interesting.

I ate a lot of pills in a row, and I didn't stop until I had the number of pills left to repair my soul power, and then calmly put the pills back in my backpack.

The pills melted in my stomach, and the violent medicinal power that erupted from so many pills was like the most powerful explosive, directly shaking my soul, according to the normal situation, next, these medicinal powers would slowly escape when I couldn't absorb them, just like Wang Feng said wasted!

However, I closed my eyes, and according to the secret method worn by my ancestor, I summoned the Silly Tiger, and used the secret method to let the Silly Tiger's own soul power spread all over my body, and all the escaping medicinal power was unceremoniously absorbed by the Silly Tiger!

In my contemplative world, the silly tiger has changed, becoming more majestic, if it used to be just a normal yellow tiger form, but at this time, it turned into a huge volume, full of kingly demeanor between the gestures of the real tiger king, the color of the fur on the body began to gradually fade, into a white tiger with four elephants on its head!

But in that world, its eyes turned out to be fearful, because it was facing a little ghost, but did it matter? It doesn't matter at all! Because the real use of the Silly Tiger is not to summon it to fight as a spirit, but that I am about to transform into a Tiger!

I'm going to take on the imps myself!