On the edge of a remote river, a strange sorcerer is playing a white bone flute.

This witch man is very tall, two meters in size, his body is thin, thin like skin and bones, his eyes are very deep, like the hollow eye sockets of a skull, his clothes are in tatters, his cloak is exuding, and his breath is very gloomy, giving people the feeling of a yin ghost with human skin.

The witch's body was also wrapped around three snakes, a cobra, a python with a thick bowl, and a black snake with a thick arm, which was the black snake on the witch's body that Zhang Xian killed.

Behind the witch, there was also a basket on his back, which was tightly wrapped in white cloth, and he didn't know what was inside, but he only vaguely saw a pair of horns coming out, like the skull of a cow.

The witch man blows the bone flute by the river, and the ancient whining tone lingers, like a witch ballad that summons spirits, communicates with ghosts and gods, and is full of simple mystery.

"Whoa......

There was a splash in the river, as if he heard the call of the bone flute, and a shadow swam in the water and surfaced, which turned out to be a corpse, which was the witch who was killed by Zhang Xian.

After the witch died, the black snake escaped and returned the letter, and the body was summoned.

"Hey......"

The spiritualist sighed, scooped up the corpse and went ashore, and said to himself: "Senior brother, why did you lose your life in order to save face. ”

A few days ago, I heard that in Baijia Town, a Taoist from Taixu Mountain, the Taoist Xuantianzi, killed Chen Xianniang, and many witches were inquiring about it, and then found them and asked them to stand up for the witches to uphold justice, to put it bluntly, it was a face.

Originally, there was no contact between witches, and a little witch like Chen Xianniang was not worth mentioning at all, and he had no intention of making a move, but everyone instigated it like this, as a big witch in this area, it was inevitable that he would have some good face, and this junior brother would take action.

This junior brother is a student of medicine, his mana is not strong, and he is also somewhat famous among witches by means of repelling snakes, so in order to save face, he found Zhang Xian in this way.

Now that the junior brother is dead, he has to take action.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there are rivers and lakes where there are grievances, it doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong, it's just such a simple grievance, people fight for a breath, and Buddha fights for a stick of incense.

The witch put down the black snake on his body, this black snake is the natal snake of the junior brother, and there are two snakes in the inheritance of their lineage, one is the cobra snake passed down by the master, and the other is the natal snake raised by himself.

He took out a knife, cut the fingers of the corpse, squeezed out the blood, dipped his hand in the blood, drew a rune on the snake's head, placed the snake on the corpse's chest, and then sat down on the ground and whispered a mantra.

This spell is unusually gloomy, with simple syllables, summoning the soul of the dead after death, as well as the remaining essence in the body, all condensed in the soul of the black snake.

The corpse slowly became shriveled, as if it had been dead for a long time, but the black snake trembled, its breath became extremely hideous, and its cold snake eyes exuded resentment.

If you open the yin and yang eyes, you can see at this moment that the meteorological changes of the black snake have condensed into a half-human, half-snake appearance.

After reciting the incantation, the shaman let go of the python that he was entwining, which was his natal snake, a very rare poisonous python.

The larger the python, the stronger it is, but the slower it is, this venomous reckless is of moderate size, strong enough to hang a person, very fast, and able to spew venom.

The witch's throat agitated, and issued a strange spell, driving the poisonous recklessness, the snake body curled up, and suddenly pounced, the speed was extremely fast, and it actually bit the black snake in one bite.

The black snake struggled, its breath was extremely violent, and the half-human and half-snake soul thought of the law to attack the poisonous man, but this poisonous recklessness actually had the law phase, the human head and the snake body, and even a little crazy on his face, like a psychic spirit, but this spirit was crazy and chaotic, like a crazy person, and he also swallowed the black snake's law in one bite.

"Alchemy, up!"

The witch whispered, urging the soul refining witchcraft, a strange scene happened, the poisonous reckless swallowed the black snake, and the black snake's soul thought method was actually fused with the poisonous recklessness, as if the two souls were smelted together.

However, the poisonous recklessness fused with the soul of the black snake, and it was even more crazy and violent, completely falling into a frenzy, and he was so angry that he reflexively bit the witch, and his big mouth was about to squirt out venom.

The witch had already taken precautions, dodged the venom, grabbed the snake's head with one hand, pinched the snake's mouth, and the poisonous body swung and immediately wrapped around the witch's arm, and also wrapped around the witch's body, the snake's body contracted, and a huge twisting force tightened and entangled.

"Soul Arrest, Seal!"

The witch roared, immediately raised his other hand, recited the witch spell in a low voice, and drew a rune on the snake's head, and the poisonous man suddenly twitched and trembled, and then it seemed to lose his vitality, and his soul was held and sealed, motionless.

"This poisonous recklessness has been refined into a demon god, and if you don't plant a spell from the egg, you can't control it. ”

The witch muttered to himself, refining the junior brother's natal snake, this poisonous recklessness became more and more powerful, stood up, picked up the body and left, first went back to bury the junior brother, and then slowly fought with this Xuantianzi.

Taoist temple.

After Zhang Xianchen finished practicing, he dug a big pit and buried all the dead snakes.

He originally wanted to use the snake to stew a pot of snake soup, but this was a witch's snake, and he didn't dare to stew snake soup for fear that these snakes would be tricked or something.

But he left the cobra and placed it in the dirt pit, and he sat in front of it and carefully studied it.

He had already comprehended that his eyes were the use of upper-level witchcraft, and he had a deep understanding of fighting with this witch, and this cobra was also extremely mysterious.

The snake pattern of the cobra, like an eye, with runes and spells, can actually trigger the snake curse of the six gods of the fear of the curse, it is really weird, if he does not have the experience of practicing the six gods of the fear of the curse, he will inevitably suffer a big loss.

"The Six Gods Fear Spell, I have already practiced the Throbbing Curse, and I have also comprehended the Falling Curse, plus this snake curse, there are already three spells. ”

"The other three mantras, the escape spell, the secret curse, the death curse, last night's life and death moment, I have a personal experience of death, and when I encounter a snake, I instinctively escape, which is also easy to understand, as for the secret curse, close the six senses of perception, this is darkness. ”

"These six mantras can all be practiced, and these six mantras seem to be able to be fused into one mantra. ”

With his comprehension, his understanding of the six gods of fear curse has become more and more profound, it seems to be six curses, but it is actually a curse.

"In the darkness, the heart palpitations and vigilance, suddenly a snake appeared, frightened to run away, stepped on the air, fell from the high altitude into the abyss and died, this is the six mantras together. ”

He finished contemplating the cobra, buried it in the soil, returned to the Taoist temple, and sat under the eaves to meditate.

He didn't start practicing immediately, the secret spell needed to turn off the six senses, and with the latest experience, he didn't dare to practice this unconscious spell at will.

If the shaman comes to take revenge, he will be in danger again.

"No wonder the immortal family has Dharma protector disciples, practicing alone, there is danger if you are not careful, not to mention that this witch is killed, this witch is buying medicine, and the Tao is not simple, there must be a master inheritance, and when he learns that the witch is dead, he will definitely come to retaliate. ”

He was helpless and got into trouble unless he left the place.

But along the way, after several twists and turns, I finally found a place to stay, and just stepped into the practice of returning to the void and practicing Baodan, which requires dedication to practice, and there is no room for delay, and it is also troublesome to find a place to stay.

"Well, only by fighting with this group of witches can you really gain a foothold, as for cultivation, I don't have a Dharma protector, how can this be good?"

He thought about it, he didn't want to delay his cultivation, so he had to find a way to solve this problem.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly had an idea: "Mu Daozhen cultivates the living dead and builds the tomb of the living dead, why don't I also follow this method, build a living foundation, make a coffin, bury it underground, and use it as a hide, just like practicing in retreat in a secret room, ordinary people don't know that I am hiding underground." ”

At this point, he couldn't help but rejoice, this method is feasible.

Moreover, his current Taoism is diligent, and with the condensation of heavy pupils, he can barely escape to the ground, and the foundation is buried in the ground, and he directly escapes into the ground, and he does not need to leave an exit, which is absolutely secret.

"There is a coffin maker in the town, just to talk to see if it is a heavenly faction. ”

He thought of the coffin maker, but only when he came to the next meeting.

This matter was decided, he got up and practiced something else, practiced until the evening, meditated and fell into meditation, and in the middle of the night, he ate a piece of corpse mushroom, fell asleep and rested, or the first weight of practicing dragon transformation art, and did not dare to practice the second level.

Xiao Yun said that she would come to him another day to teach him corpse techniques, but I don't know what day it will be.

At night, Xiao Yun did not show up, and when she woke up the next morning, she was still practicing morning exercises on the mountain, practicing martial arts in the morning, practicing the Fa at noon, meditating in the evening, and sleeping the living dead at night.

In a flash, more than ten days have passed, his cultivation has improved again, and his physical strength continues to grow, and he estimates that he already has ten jun strength, which is completely beyond the limit of ordinary people.

However, he has not yet practiced the marrow and exchanged blood, but the growth of physical strength, that is, the growth of physique qi and blood, the essence and spirit have increased with it, and the Tao has become more and more refined, and he has not encountered the bottleneck of the acquired limit.

He had a feeling in his heart, it seemed that his acquired limit had not yet reached the limit, there was still room for continued growth, there was no need to rush to practice the second level, he also wanted to see how far his acquired limit could reach.

However, in the past ten days, Xiao Yun has not appeared, and the witch has not come to take revenge, he can't help but wonder in his heart, is it just like this?

"It's not that simple, the slower it comes, the more patient the other person is, which is unsettling. ”

He thought to himself, he couldn't sit still, the rice and noodles of the Taoist temple were almost finished, so he went to Sheng Yuan's house to buy some, and by the way, he asked about the origin of the witch.

Out of the Taoist temple, I went down the mountain to Sheng Yuanwai's house.

In order not to cause everyone's panic, he deliberately let the witch go away before moving, and I don't know if the news reached the town after the witch died

If you don't know, there should be other witches in this area, as long as you inquire along the vine, you will definitely be able to find out the origin of the witch.