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"Huh?"

Seeing his back, I subconsciously frowned. ????????? ．

Indeed, this guy looks very sloppy and unsightly, but in my heart, he is like a mirror, this wandering Taoist priest in the wild forest is definitely better than a master of Taoism!

Intentionally feeling it again, I further found that this guy's breath was also quite pure and thick, and under the moonlight, I could even see the wisps circling around him.

In such a state, even if it is not necessarily the outstanding disciples of those great sects, it is by no means a loose cultivation that relies on luck to step on the wild path.

I don't know if he did any means, faintly, and gave me a feeling that I couldn't see through it completely.

This discovery made me even more vigilant, you know, when it comes to Dao power cultivation, now my strength is beyond the reach of even the uncle, the Yuan Zhen Old Dao!

But there is no certainty of victory for the people in this forest.

Of course, this is not to say that this You Fang Taoist is so strong that he is against the bottom of the sky, the most important girl is difficult for him to see, no matter where he is in the Yin and Yang circles, the more people who can't see through it, the more tricky it is!

Sure enough, as I thought, it was a lack of virtue with a lost conscience. ”

I muttered coldly with a calm face, and when I looked ahead, I could see that on the belt between the Taoist robes, there was actually a circle of ghost eyeballs tied to it!

I, your uncle, can't count it at all for a while, in this dark night, there is a faint black light that flashes and flashes, and it makes people feel cold.

I'm sure I'm not mistaken, these things are real ghost eyeballs, and there's still bubbling ghost air floating around.

What's more, this black goods is pretending to be decent and full of momentum, if it weren't for the fact that my brother already knew a lot of inside stories during the day, maybe he would instinctively recognize him as a master who has attained the Tao and is traveling around in the yang world.

What, yes, it's similar to the living Buddha Jigong rumored in ancient times.

Ghosts have ghosts, and people have their own laws.

The Taoist sects in the yang world do have the obligation to subdue demons and eliminate demons, but generally speaking, even if the Taoist priests take action to eliminate the evil ghosts and spirits of the heinous crimes, they will definitely not do anything to pull out their ghost eyes, let alone tie them up and tie them around their waists.

At this moment, the cultivation aura of this Taoist priest himself, coupled with the dense yin qi of ghost eyes, made his temperament more and more difficult to distinguish between good and evil, and the danger coefficient continued to rise.

I made up my mind that I was going to be really cautious with him next.

After all, he is likely to be even more simple than we imagined, and even what we see with our own eyes right now, if he acts rashly, I am afraid that innocent people in Baolai Village will be involved!

"Ulala~Ahhh

At this time, after the sloppy Taoist priest finished humming his 'oath song', his mouth still didn't stop, and he actually turned to chant another strange mantra song?

, more like a mud bodhisattva chanting than before, from beginning to end, Lao Tzu did not hear the mantra clearly for a moment.

And this time, singing and singing, he no longer continued to stay in the wild forest, but shook his head and hummed, and turned around and walked towards Baolai Village for a hundred years.

I continued to follow quietly, and soon I was out of the way.

After entering the entrance of Baolai Village, the sloppy Taoist priest's 'singing' began to be deliberately controlled, becoming more and more slight, and it disappeared completely after a while.

His steps were still in shape, swaying like a drunken duck step by step, the gray dust in his hand shook and trembled, and a pinch of feathers swayed back and forth with his steps.

Hey, Nyima spoils the baby.

Although my brother uses a sword as a martial artist, he has never used a whisk, but for this kind of magic weapon, I know that it is highly respected in the Dao realm.

It has been recorded in the "Shanzi Taoist Book" that the dust is in the Daomen, which means that the dust is scattered, so as to achieve the realm of detachment and transcendence.

It can be said to be a status symbol, but at the same time, the power contained in it is not to be underestimated.

The so-called "holding the dust of the Buddha in the hands is extraordinary" is probably this saying.

It is precisely for this reason that after the rumors about the dust spread, many god sticks, charlatans, and black-hearted liars like to toss a dust whisk in their hands to elevate their identity and status with fake and true.

However, many ordinary people in the world, whether they know yin and yang or not, are quite settled on this set.

One by one, the 'extraordinary' momentum of the guys who were abducted by these pits and could only do some fur skills blinded their eyes, and willingly jumped into the boxing gloves.

But the ...... in the hands of this sloppy Taoist priest

But how to look at it, how to make people can't bear to look at it directly, awkwardly tight.

The night is dark and the wind is high, and I can't see the dust handle clearly, but those dust whisks fluttering in the wind simply subvert common sense.

Normal dust hair is bundled with hemp, horsehair tail, or animal hair and other materials, mainly white, brown, or light brown, white is the most common.

Occasionally, there are some rare red, black whisks, and the number is scarce.

The dust and hair of this Taoist priest is gray and white, but it is not unusual, and the strange thing is that these hairs are in a state of bundle of twisted flowers one by one!

Crooked, each strand is as thick as a little thumb, exaggerated to the extreme.

The appearance of shoddy work, at this moment, I almost thought that this product was directly dragged with some mop cloth as a dust......

"Stomp, stomp!"

In the quiet of the night, the sloppy Taoist priest was also quiet at this moment, and he could basically only hear his rhythmic footsteps.

The roots of those dusty hairs were obviously dressed like bells, and there were hundreds of things the size of thumbs, but in this silent environment, there was not the slightest sound!

It's as if the mouth of the bell has been plugged and has become a string of 'dumbbells'.

I noticed the strangeness of these bells, and I looked at them intently, and soon found that they were swinging in the opposite direction to the dust feathers!

One left and one right, facing each other, wriggled in an extremely strange arc in mid-air.

Sou!

My pupils narrowed.

This sloppy Taoist priest really can't be seen with common sense, his dusty surface is unsightly, but in terms of this unbelievable detail, it is by no means a simple thing.

Ten **, is one of this guy's killer features.

Another point I think is that the bell buzzing that rang together when the Taoist priest 'chanted' before was not caused by the bell on the dust, but from ......

The dense ghostly eyeballs tied around his waist collided and swayed!

Vomit.

A tumbling sensation came from the stomach, this dog-day-thing, the disgusting means really opened Lao Tzu's eyes! )

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