The location chosen by Su Ming, although it is close to the outer sect, is behind the mountain, relatively remote, there are not many people on weekdays, it is a simple house, surrounded by weeds, obviously no one has cleaned it up for a long time.

The power of heaven and earth here is not strong, and it cannot be compared with the courtyard where Su Ming lived before, and it cannot be compared to the two-story building that made Su Ming quite excited.

But here is quiet, better than close to the two-story building, even standing outside the house, looking up, you can faintly see the faint shadow of the two-story building in the middle and upper peak of the mountain.

Looking around, Su Ming was quite satisfied with this place, the weeds around Qian Chen wanted people to clean up, but was stopped by Su Ming, it was good to keep it as it was, so it was a lot more remote.

When the sun set, Qian Chen with that bright smile, always followed behind Su Ming, it can be said that he asked for warmth, and even asked if he needed a handyman maid, after being rejected by Su Ming, he kept smiling, and did not leave with his fists until dusk when Su Ming showed his tiredness.

Qian Chen didn't talk about leaving with his mind for the time being, when this dusk was over and the sky was slowly darkening, Su Ming was not in his room, but outside against the wall of the house, sitting there, looking at the sky.

It was winter at the moment, the weeds around were filled with white snow, and even on the canopy after dusk, there were a small number of snowflakes falling at this moment, and a piece fell from Su Ming's eyes, he raised his hand and took the snowflake, his palm was cold, and he watched the snowflakes melt in his hands.

"If the appearance of the snowflakes is to melt on the earth, is this the fate of the snowflakes......" Su Ming's cultivation in the body has now recovered nearly sixty percent, but there is still a long way to go before it is fully recovered, according to his estimates, unless it is in that two-story small building, even in the courtyard of the outer sect, it will take at least ten years to recover to the peak.

After all, the recovery of cultivation will be very fast in the initial stage, but the further it goes, the more difficult it will be, and the speed of the recovery of the next forty percent of cultivation is far from the previous sixty percent that can be compared.

"That two-story building is a must......" Su Ming's eyes flashed, and when his palm was stretched out, a white strand of white hair appeared in his palm.

There was a knot in this hair, Su Ming's right hand was placed on the knot, his eyes were slightly closed, and he felt it silently according to the words of the clown's father.

Time passed slowly, and soon it was completely late at night, and there was more snow in the sky, and the falling was continuous, so that the road ahead was not only obscured by darkness, but also fragmented by the snowflakes.

Su Ming has been leaning against the house, sitting outside, his hands have always pinched the long white hair, there is a faint fragrance on this long hair, in the middle of the night, in Su Ming's touch, it seems that this fragrance can be touched.

Nothing to say all night...... Su Ming sat like this all night, immersed in the feeling that the clown's father said, looking for the essence of this straw rope account.

What Su Ming wants is not a curse, nor a blessing, but a kind of conscious control, through the knot of this hair, more and more, and finally compiled into a doll, with the power of the doll, to control the old woman's consciousness.

This kind of consciousness manipulation will make this person a puppet-like existence, so that Su Ming can enter the two-story building without outsiders detecting it, and practice for a long time.

He also considered taking action with cultivation in the past, but his cultivation had not fully recovered after all, and there were many changes in this matter, and he was still preparing to impact the barbarian soul in that small building, and he needed one to protect the Dharma

If you can control this old woman, then you can count them in one fell swoop!

In the early morning, Su Ming's eyes suddenly opened, his eyes showed a hint of enlightenment, and without hesitation, his hands tied a knot in that hair again!

At this moment, two knots appeared on this white hair!

At the moment when the second knot appeared, far away on the second layer of small dew, the old woman who was meditating cross-legged, her body suddenly trembled, her eyes opened suddenly, her expression was uncertain, and her divine consciousness spread even more, surround her, and her expression was extremely solemn.

No matter how she looked around, there was no clue or clue, as if nothing had happened, but she felt a chill at that moment, as if someone had pricked herself with a needle, not very painful, but there was a feeling as if it had pierced the soul.

The old woman frowned, thought carefully for a long time, and checked her body inside and out, but did not notice anything wrong, which made her hesitate and gradually remember this matter in her heart. The winter season seems to be very long, for a month, the snow falls from time to time, each time it is bigger than the other, until now, this snowflake seems to have a huge hole in the sky, that day is crying, but its tears are falling, as if they do not want to be seen, so they turn it into snow, this snow seems to be soft and soft.

But...... Once it accumulates to a certain extent, it can crush mountain peaks, it can freeze everything, and it can destroy ...... All sentient beings!

The falling snowflakes covered the sky and the earth, covering the outside of the house where Su Ming was, and even where he was meditating cross-legged, there was a thick layer of snow.

Su Ming has been holding a handful of white hair in his hand, in the past month, he has not gone to restore his cultivation, but immersed himself in that feeling, immersed in the straw rope note, on that hair, there are now six knots!

On these six knots, Su Ming didn't leave much will, he just left his feelings on them, and touched them with his hands at the moment, as if he had touched his own thoughts.

Qian Chen also came over from time to time in this month, and his attentive appearance was as if Su Ming was his senior brother, and he was just a junior brother or junior.

On this day, in this snow, he came here again, followed by dozens of awe-looking handymen, and under the command of this Qian Chen, these handymen immediately began to clear the snow.

Su Ming closed his eyes and didn't pay much attention to it, if this Qian Chen has always been so interesting, then he can't say that he will give him a creation in the future, the road is under his feet, see how this person understands and walks.

On the third day after Su Ming was here for a month, he hesitated, looking at the white hair in his hand, there were still only six knots on it, and this seventh knot, he should have laid it now, but Su Ming was not sure.

He stared at his hair in silence, he had been immersed in that feeling for a month, and he felt a lot more about the art of remembering grass knots than before.

The first six knots were tied by Su Ming's perception, but now that this is the seventh, he faintly feels that he needs to add will, and the addition of this will will make this seventh knot a key!

The key point is that if this knot fails, the hair will become fly ash, but once it succeeds, then under this will, it is equivalent to Su Ming taking the first step towards the ultimate success!

"There is only one strand of hair, if it doesn't work, everything needs to be prepared......" Su Ming's eyes flickered, his hands suddenly moved, and on the white hair, a seventh knot was made!

At the same time as this seventh knot was played, Su Ming's whole body shook violently, and his mind kept forcibly reverberating a voice.

"I am your master, all my will, that is, your will, all my voices, you must obey!" This voice was constantly echoed by Su Ming's mind, turned into will, and was written on the knot of hair by him like writing.

But the integration of this will is by no means simple for Su Ming, after all, he has just come into contact with the grass knot memorization, and he is not as talented as the clown's father who naturally touched the essence.

And the most important thing is that the clown's father is a mortal, and the dolls he makes are also for mortals, so there is not too much problem of consumption and bearing, but it will make him feel very tired after making a few dolls.

But Su Ming is not the case here, this white hair belongs to the old woman, this old woman is not badly cultivated, this kind of action to control a strong person with this technique, the consumption and bearing are naturally too much.

Even Su Ming, under the vibration of his body at this moment, two lines of blood and tears gradually flowed from the corners of his eyes, and the same was true in his ears.

His breathing stopped at this moment......

Until more than ten breaths passed, Su Ming exhaled a long breath, his eyes were bright, wiped the blood from his eyes and ears, looked down at the seventh knot on the white hair, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"This technique is really amazing, if you can comprehend it to the extreme...... Then killing people can be invisible, and it is not difficult to manipulate others, but unfortunately, the backlash is also extremely ......" Su Ming closed his eyes.

Almost the moment when Su Ming made the seventh knot before, in the second floor, the old woman who was meditating, her whole body trembled violently, and when a mouthful of blood spurted out, her face turned iron-blue, and when her eyes opened, her body stood up violently, and her divine consciousness suddenly dispersed, but she still found nothing.

Her face was gloomy, and at that moment, she vaguely heard a voice, which seemed to be saying something in her head, but she couldn't hear it when she listened carefully, but she had a strong feeling that the words spoken by that voice should have been engraved on her soul in a special way.

"Carving insect skills, since you hide your head and show your tail and don't want to come out, then let's fight once, and see if your magic is powerful, or my lotus platform soul is stronger!" The old woman sneered, walked to the second floor, and came to the statue of the lotus woman on the first floor, after seeing the holy woman's words, the old woman sat down cross-legged, and suddenly the statue's eyes, as if awakened, emitted a bright light, enveloping the old woman.

"The next time you come, I'll have a good fight with you!" the old woman closed her eyes as if she were facing a great enemy.

The second is sent!!