Yunzhou, a small village called Shikeng.

Yunzhou is a great surrounding land, because the Liao State is often Koubian, most of Yunzhou is quite barren, and only a few military towns have a little prosperous atmosphere.

Shikeng Village is a poor and remote area, a barren mountain village with little military value.

There are hundreds or thousands of villages like this in Yunzhou.

But this stone pit village is a little different, although they are poor, they seem to have a lot of spiritual enjoyment.

When night falls, all the people of the village light a bonfire in front of a large bluestone, and then kneel down in a circle with great reverence.

They will chant in unison, "Mother of the Blue Lotus, the highest good, bless my hometown, eternal prosperity."

Although the villagers were ragged and thin, they all had expressions of fanaticism and ecstasy on their faces.

In their eyes, this is not an ordinary stone, but a green lotus that has not yet bloomed, but the Holy Mother of Compassion from the Buddha Kingdom is being nurtured in it. As long as they pray day and night, they keep making offerings, and when the green lotus blooms, the Buddha Mother will take them to Elysium.

This is certainly not an illusion, because more than one person has felt the vibration brought by the bluestone, and some people have seen the graceful figure bred inside the bluestone and heard the wonderful sound of Buddhism coming from inside.

Their life is too hard, the Liao State will come to fight the grass valley, and the heavy taxes of the Great Zhou Dynasty are so heavy that they can't raise their heads. Eat less, wear less, and take less medicine, as long as there is a casual snowstorm, the livestock in the village will die in large areas, and then the people will die.

Therefore, even if it is just a little vague hope, they are willing to believe that there is really a god who can save them, so that they will be fed and clothed, and they will never have to suffer from hunger and cold again.

However, they do not see the truth.

Just above the bluestone, a strange man in a colorful fur coat sat cross-legged, breathing in the air with a strong desire with a happy expression.

He is Shi Mo Chu Xi, a native of Liao, a little shaman who has just broken through to the realm of holding spells.

Shamans in the Qi Eating Realm can only swallow spiritual energy and strengthen their bodies, and shamans in the Spell Realm can use spells. But Shi Mo Chu Yi's talent is really average, and after studying for many years, he can only have some illusions that are not in the stream.

Although he is a little-known person in shamans, to mortals, he is a god in the high.

The bluestone is just an ordinary bluestone, the vibration is kicked out by him with his feet, the figure is painted by him, as for the so-called Buddhist Miaoyin, he casually found a Buddhist scripture and opened his mouth to recite it.

As long as you use illusion to cover up your body when you do this, these stupid Zhou people will appear as immortals.

And when these villagers bow to the bluestone, they will produce incense wishing power.

Shi Mo Chu Yi didn't know how to use the power of incense wishes, but he could feel it, and cultivating spells in such an environment with strong power of desire would be more efficient than usual...... So it's a loss.

Of course, this is only one of the benefits.

The real benefit is that he needs these Zhou people as materials to practice spells for him.

The most famous spell of shamans is to skin people and then sew them into animal skins with spells, so that they can be manipulated into half-human, half-beast monsters.

….

This spell is cruel, and beginners don't know how many times they have to fail to succeed once.

Shi Mo Chu Yi is just a small person, the slaves of the Liao State are too expensive, and it is not enough for him to empty out his family, so he sneaked into the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty and pretended to be a ghost in these wilderness villages.

Let these people worship something fanatically, and when they are completely brainwashed, they can be willingly become his experiments.

The Skin-Changing Spell needs to be performed while the person is awake, and the more resistant, the lower the success rate, and only those who are fanatical enough to endure the severe pain of peeling with willpower will have a higher success rate for skin-changing.

Shi Mo Chu Yi is not greedy, as long as he succeeds in making two animal skin puppets, he can return with a full load.

It's just that after so many years, he killed two or three hundred Zhou people, and the result was a failure.

"Perhaps, I really don't have talent.

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When Shi Mo Chu sighed, his face was full of loneliness, but he didn't regret it.

Because in Shi Mo Chu Yi's eyes, the Zhou people are not human beings at all, they are just talking beasts, and they don't have the slightest sense of guilt when they kill them.

After sighing with emotion, Shi Mo Chu Yi looked down at the people who were worshipping sincerely, touched his chin and said to himself, "There are also a few women in this ravine who look okay, and it's not bad to enjoy them and then peel them."

Just as Shi Mo Chu was picking out the next experiment, dozens of five-colored flags were scattered like meteors.

Shi Mo Chu Yi was taken aback, and looked up at the sky in a panic, only to see a Taoist priest wearing armor and a sword standing in the air, his hands were constantly forming hand seals.

Only then did Shi Mo Chu Yi react that it was the cultivators of the Great Zhou who came to trouble him.

"How dare you provoke your grandfather?! I haven't skinned a cultivator yet, so I'm going to test your hands!"

Shi Mo Chu Yi has words in his mouth, and when the blindness spell is cast, he will make this Taoist priest in the sky become blind.

However, the mana was used, but the glimmer of the spell failed to fall on this Taoist priest, because the colorful flags that fell to the ground emitted colorful light, completely trapping Shi Mo Chu Yi in it, and his spell could not penetrate this enchantment.

Seeing that the spell was ineffective, he took out a finger-sized bottle and threw it towards the enchantment.

The bottle shattered, and large flakes of gray dust flew out, turning into green ghost fire in mid-air. The colored barrier burned by the ghostly fire began to crumble, and it seemed that it couldn't hold on for long.

Shi Mo Chu Xiao roared, his body swelled, and he slammed towards the enchantment, completely shattering the already unstable enchantment.

However, just as he was free, he saw the Taoist priest flashing his left hand at him, and there was a bright red charm on the palm of the Taoist priest's palm.

"Definitely!"

With the Taoist priest's order, Shi Mo Chu Yi's body froze completely.

Shi Mo Chu tried very hard to use his mana to break away from the immobilization spell, but before he could succeed, a colorful flag flew out and slammed into the back of his head.

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Empty everything.

How is it acceptable to tell them that they are fake now?

Seeing that it was about to become chaotic, the village chief hurriedly said loudly, "Don't make any noise, the Qinglian Buddha Mother must be real. Everything just now is just a test given to us by the Buddha's mother, and if we give up like this, it will be a real waste of all our previous achievements!

"Qinglian Buddha Mother, the highest good, bless my hometown, eternal prosperity."

The old village chief chanted the previous slogan in a hoarse voice, and the villagers gradually calmed down when they saw this, but soon fell into another kind of frenzy.

"Qinglian Buddha Mother, the highest good, bless my hometown, eternal prosperity."

"Mother of the Blue Lotus, the highest ...... of perfection"

……

With the sound of frantic prayers one after another, the voices finally became neat, and the wishes of the villagers gathered into a magical power and poured into this bluestone.

Katsa let out a soft thud, drowned out in the sound of passionate prayers.

No one noticed that a small crack appeared in the bluestone.

Zhiqiu Yiye didn't know what happened to this small village after he left, he just came to arrest the criminals, and other things had nothing to do with him.

As long as this prisoner is brought back, he will be promoted.

As a cultivator, such an official fan seems to put the cart before the horse, but the so-called six doors are good for cultivation. Just by joining the Beidou Guard and becoming a hundred households, Zhiqiu Yiye felt that his cultivation speed was faster than before.

The catastrophe of heaven and earth came, and the fortune of the dynasty was also sensed, and there were corresponding changes.

People with the blessing of official positions will have a higher cultivation efficiency, and the chance of going mad is even smaller, and maybe they will have some adventures because of luck.

….

But you have to be careful, it will take several days to fly from Yunzhou to the capital, but you can't let this guy run away.

Thinking like this, Zhiqiu Yiye glanced down at Shi Mo Chu Yi, but found that this person's situation was a little wrong.

"It's just dizzy, why can't you even breathe and heartbeat?"

Zhiqiu Yiye was taken aback, lifted Shi Mo Chu Yi's head, reached out and touched his neck, and sure enough, he didn't even have a pulse.

Zhiqiu Yiye was shocked and said, "No, why did you die? Doesn't it mean that this man is very good at kung fu and is difficult to deal with?"

The list is clearly written, Shi Mo Chu Yi is a shaman who holds a spell realm, has strengthened his body with aura, and is stronger than a dog and bear, how can he die after being knocked on the head?

But Zhiqiu Yiye insisted repeatedly, and there was only one wound on Shi Mo Chu Yi's body, that is, he was hit on the back of the head. And looking at his bloodshot eyes, it seems that he was really knocked to death by a stick.

Zhiqiu Yiye sighed, and could only accept his fate.

Although he said that he tried to capture as much as possible when he took the task, he also mentioned that if the opponent resisted stubbornly, he would be killed on the spot. It's just that it's killed, and the credit is definitely not as high as that of being captured.

"You said you were really a waste, and most of my credit was wasted."

Zhiqiu Yiye was no longer happy, so he could only return to Beijing with the corpse to report on his work.

And not long after Zhiqiu Yiye left, three ghosts came out of the ground and looked around in broad daylight.

Although they are not the familiar big-headed ghosts and long-tongued ghosts, the appearance of these three ghosts is also unforgettable at first sight, anyway, they are hideous and terrifying, and they can stop children from crying at night.

"Damn, why did a cultivator die all of a sudden, isn't it time yet?"

"In these years, are there fewer people who die before the hour comes? Recently, the heavens and the earth are about to change dramatically, and the number of animal beings who have become sperm has increased, and the number of mortals who have attained enlightenment has also increased, and they will have to be busy in the future."

"Two brothers, don't complain yet, why don't you see your soul?"

It stands to reason that even if it is a cultivator, when he first dies, his soul will be a little lost, and he will stay where he is, waiting for half an hour before he can gradually wake up. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the ghosts can be directly shackled, and they can be caught one by one.

But the three ghosts didn't delay at all, but when they came up, they found that the soul of Shi Mo Chu was missing.

"It's weird, could it be that I was trapped in the corpse and ran with that Taoist priest

Gone?"

The three ghosts were in doubt, and suddenly the world went dark.

It was as if there was a pitch-black curtain on the top of his head, enveloping the three ghosts.

But if you look closely, where is the curtain, it is clearly a big mouth. Countless Bai Sensen's sharp teeth were all over it, and he swallowed the three ghosts in one bite.

The three ghosts could clearly see it, but they just couldn't avoid it and couldn't move, watching themselves being swallowed by this big mouth, and their bodies were cut and crushed in the sharp teeth, turning into a fishy mass of meat sauce.

In the next second, the big mouth disappeared, and Tirodado regained his short form and appeared here, with black blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

Tirodado licked his lips and said dissatisfiedly, "I haven't eaten onicha for many years, why does it taste so bad?"

Exhausted, Tirodador pulled out a translucent soul, and from time to time a stone-smeared face appeared on the floating spirit.

"Let me see, what kind of skills do you have, and you can still have something to do with such a big thing as subverting the Heavenly Court."

Tirodada stretched out a finger and pointed it at the soul of the stone plaster.

I saw that the rolling demonic qi dyed the soul black, and then a huge demon head came out of the soul.

Tiroda looked at the tall and hideous demon, then at the soul in his hand, and then said, "The demon who can give birth to such a talent usually does a lot of evil."

The demon is born from evil thoughts, and the stronger the evil thoughts, the stronger the demon head will be. Demon Bodhisattvas like Tirodatta were born from the evil thoughts of the Great Freedom Heaven, so the Great Freedom Heaven can also be said to be the father of all Heavenly Demons.

Tirodata threw the soul of the stone to the newborn demon and commanded, "Whatever method you use to ask me what I want, if there is no result in three days, I will eat you!"

The two tall demons trembled and knelt in front of the diminutive Tyrodado, trembling and saying, "Obey the law."

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