"It didn't go well!"

Lin Guo'er pursed her lips with a wicked appearance, and even gave Jiang Qi a roll of her eyes.

"Thanks to you, the two of us are running around in the northwest region, and the wind and sand in the north have blown my face open."

Jiang Qi looked at the face that could be broken with a bullet a little speechless, and he really couldn't see any holes.

Zhang Ning took the initiative to stand up and say at this time.

"Although it was a bit hard, the two of us really didn't find the slightest trace of the Taiyi Demon God in the Northwest Land, and that person seemed to have disappeared out of thin air."

"You won't be suspicious, that kid is Taiyi!"

Zhang Ning quickly figured out what Jiang Qi was going to say.

"Just a little bit of suspicion!"

Jiang Qi also felt that his suspicion was a bit nonsense, after all, he didn't have the slightest evidence now, and he didn't even find the slightest trace.

"Forget it, let's not mention this matter for the time being, let's take care of the present!"

Jiang Qi held a tube of blood in his hand and found Ding Shan.

At this moment, Ding Shan was playing with mud, and when he saw Jiang Qi coming, he stopped the movements in his hand, looked at the blood in Jiang Qi's hand, and his eyes lit up.

"You're really fast."

"I've just got it ready here, and you've got it here."

"Next, it's up to you, Mr. Ding Shan."

Jiang Qi handed the blood of the big treasure in his hand to Ding Shan, but Ding Shan waved his hand, "Don't worry, you wait a while." ”

Turning around, Ding Shan grabbed the soil around him and began to knead it quickly, and soon a small fat doll appeared in front of everyone.

There are seemingly chaotic red threads wrapped around it, and three red candles are lit around it, and the fireworks are blazing.

At Ding Shan's suggestion, Jiang Qi sprinkled blood on the puppet made of clay, and almost instantly, the clumps of flesh and blood grew out of the soil and turned into a fat doll.

It looked exactly like Dabao who had just left.

The only difference is that Dabao's eyes look even more dull at this moment.

Lin Guoer and Zhang Ning started at the same time, and after kneading the big treasure in front of them, they couldn't help but praise continuously.

"What a good idea!"

The touch of real flesh made Lin Guoer's eyes shine.

"Except for the fact that the eyes are a little dull and look a little fake, everything else is no different from a real person."

If Lin Guo'er was still a little skeptical about Ding Shan's method before, now she is convinced that it is not a problem to use this method to mess with fake in the distance.

"After so many years, the craftsmanship has not been left behind."

Ding Shan was quite satisfied with the work in front of him.

"Master Fang Dao is indeed awe-inspiring!"

Even Jiang Qi had to admit that as an opponent, Fang Shidao was indeed difficult.

"When it comes to magic, none of the sects and sects in the world have as many as our masters."

Ding Shan heard Jiang Qi's admiration, his face was also red, and he took the initiative to talk about the glorious history of Fang Shidao in the past.

"When our Shidao patriarch founded Fangshidao, he was already sixty years old, his old man was a genius in the sky, he had sought the law in the righteous sect, and then traveled to the rivers and lakes, punished the evil and promoted the good, and then recorded the magic he saw in his life, which became the foundation of our teacher's way!"

"All the folk techniques such as designing Gu poison, inviting gods, crushing victory, puppetry, etc., have been recorded by our master, and there are more than 1,000 kinds in total."

"So, Mr. Ding Shan also understands these techniques?"

Lin Guo'er asked at this time.

"That's nature!"

Ding Shan said affirmatively.

"I know all the techniques recorded in the Fang Shi Dao, but I am more proficient in the five techniques of the mountain doctor's life divination."

"The mountain doctor's fate?"

Jiang Qi's expression became very strange.

The five techniques that Ding Shan said are not supernatural powers, but basic means, which are useless at all.

"For me, this is the most real supernatural power!"

Ding Shan's face was a smile that ordinary people couldn't understand.

After handing over the finished puppet to Jiang Qi, Ding Shan left first.

There is also a follow-up matter, which requires him to contact Ding Hai.

After turning two streets, Ding Shan quickly found Ding Hai, who was playing tricks.

Their brothers are twins, and with the secret art of the Fang Shi Dao, it is almost impossible to hide from each other.

This is also the reason why the two of them will be entangled for decades.

"Looks like my plan has worked?"

Ding Hai looked at Ding Shan's calm face, and it was no surprise either.

"You've done everything to the end, how can they not agree?"

Ding Shan replied calmly.

When Ding Hai revealed his plan to him, Ding Shan knew that he would succeed.

After all, as long as the identity of the Old White Lotus Sect is revealed, no matter how the official scolds the mother, it is impossible to be indifferent.

And this is what Ding Hai wants.

"You have to help me with this."

Ding Hai said directly to Ding Shan.

"Why should I help you?"

"Because you said it back then, as long as I do something hurtful, you will help me."

"Seems so, yes!"

Ding Shan thought about it, and he was indeed right.

Hearing Ding Shan's promise, Ding Hai's originally tense body visibly relaxed.

The most critical part of his plan is Ding Shan, and without Ding Shan's help, I'm afraid they won't be able to deal with Gu Lao.

That old thing had shown half of its strength before, which had already made Ding Hai ashamed.

Whether he wants to admit it or not, at present, it seems that his brother Ding Shan can wrestle with Gu Lao.

Although Ding Shan is a paranoid madman, his talent is indeed stronger than him.

"As long as I can get the treasure of the West King, I can raise the funds to rebuild Fang Shi Dao, and you shouldn't have any more reasons to stop me then, right?"

Ding Hai glanced at Ding Shan beside him, and asked tentatively again.

"Of course!"

Hearing the answer he wanted, the pressure that had been accumulated in Ding Hai's heart all along.

"You paranoid nature, you are really ......"

Ding Hai no longer knew how to complain about his brother.

"Master Fang Dao was originally an evil demon outer way, but your generation actually tried to be good, I really don't know what you think."

Ding Hai really couldn't figure it out.

For him, the apprentices he received were just chess pieces, tools to collect money for him, as long as he was able to use what those people did.

I just met Ding Shan, a guy with a strong sense of justice.

"It's nothing more than transforming the Fang Shi Dao, but what I want is a complete change."

Ding Shan never hid his purpose.

"Cultivating the secret technique of the Dao of the Sect, where can I be a good person again?"

Ding Hai shook his head disapprerovingly.

Master Fang's secret technique is powerful, and the cultivation method is simpler and faster, but why is it still unknown after so many years?

Gain's practice of the secret art of the Master of the Path will unconsciously change the minds of others.

"Don't forget the ancestors of the past generations, how they all died."

"Sooner or later, the two of us will be like this, practicing secret arts and going mad and dying, this is our fate!"

(End of chapter)