Nikhun had been together in this sea area for a long time, with a wide face, otherwise he would not have gathered so many cultivators to siege the Seven Star Eel Demon. At this time, he restrained Liuyun Baifu Dharma Body, turned into a white bat, and flew in one direction for several days before he saw a remote island.
This small island is about a radius of dozens of miles, with a population of nearly 10,000. It was a robbery of evil Taoist monk called Wu Gui on the island from other places.
Placed on this small island and made my own private property!
Na Wu Gui is also a master of Dharma. He needs a lot of external objects to practice. He refines magic weapons, the essence, copper and iron mothers, the spiritual medicine materials for starting a furnace and refining alchemy, and even daily expenses, food, clothing, housing and transportation. All of them are required to be offered to the ordinary people on this island, so he has extremely heavy labor.
There are thatched mud houses everywhere on the island, but this person has created a cave with carved beams and painted buildings, and there are also several more beautiful native women and clever Taoist boys serving.
He even took in a few apprentices on the island to help him manage the mundane place.
After Nikkun turned into a white bat and sneaked into the island, he saw a native man who had learned the superficial Taoism and dressed as a middle-earth housekeeper who was dressed up in a black banner in his hand and hurried out from the mine on the island. He met another disciple guarding the mine and scolded: "This month, why did nine thousand kilograms of ore come out in the cave? The ancestor opened the furnace to smelter copper essence, and it took at least ten thousand kilograms to refine dozens of kilograms of copper mother to create that magic weapon!"
"You dare to swallow this, aren't you afraid of sacrificing you to the furnace?"
The disciple begged for mercy and said, "Senior Brother, how dare I mislead the ancestor's affairs? It's just that the mines that had copper were dug out last month. Now I can't deduct them, so I can't get enough money!"
"If you can't get it, you can make up for it..."
The disciple holding the black banner said coldly: "Don't you know if you let those mine slaves dig down again?"
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"Thirty of them died in this month, all of them are young and strong. The island has a significant population. It's fine if those old people die! It's just that they are useless. But these young and strong people who were just in the past are not easy to replenish. Senior Brother Palau, who is guarding the household registration, can see these populations tightly..."
"Thirty young and strong!"
The disciple holding the black banner glanced at the black banner in his hand: "The green and strong are extremely strong, and they have a family and a house. Even if they die, they are still more resentful than the old man. They are the best souls. Half of the souls you offer are obviously weak, and they are used as the old and weak as the number!"
The disciple who guarded the mine veins said with a favor: "Senior brother, although the Yuan Magnetic Aura is weak, if it is buried in the scorpion formation, it may be possible to raise copper armored corpses. This corpse-raising technique requires the soul to stay in the body and not dissipate, which is the best..."
"How precious is the copper armor corpse? It would be great if you can raise a few iron corpses!"
The disciple holding the black banner also moved, and his eyes turned, and he sneered: "In this way, I will hide the mining exploration matters for you and send the thirty old and weak people under my command here. Their children and grandchildren are all in my hands, so I dare not not work hard."
"You send them to the deepest place to drill, drive away the earth to open the way, and find the mine veins, and I will ask his family to change their work to avoid taking care of the poisonous weeds in the medicine garden! Although these people are old and weak, they will die in the mines, but they are experienced and it is not difficult to open a new well with their strength."
"If they don't work hard, let their children and grandchildren go down the well. Several of them take care of the poisonous weeds. The miasma is deeply poisoned, and keeping it will also waste spiritual medicine!"
"If you bury yourself, you may be able to refine poisonous corpses!"
"This is a variant of the iron corpse. You should cultivate it carefully. If two or three are produced, you may not be able to separate you!"
The disciple who guarded the mine was timid and cursed in his heart: "That Yuan Magnetic Jinsha is my territory. If you ask you to use it, it still looks like giving alms!"
But his chore of guarding the mine veins is no less favored than his senior brother who guards the garden like a disciple of the Banner, and his status and magic power are far inferior to his senior brother. Therefore, he had no choice but to agree.
"The Changming Sect is here to urge this year's offerings again! The ancestor is in a bad mood today. If he provokes him, he might take you to sacrifice to that magic weapon!" The disciple of the banner held the banner to exploit the resources mastered by his junior brother, which was half a threat and half a reminder of him, which was considered comforting.
Then he shook the black banner and walked towards the mountain with swamps and miasma deep in the island.
He shook the black banner, separated the miasma, and pondered the human bones on the banner, but he had various plans in his mind: "The fundamental reason for my life on the island is this black evil banner, hehe... I don't know how much effort I have done to gather enough people to sacrifice the black banner, and make this magic weapon for blood sacrifice. It is precisely because of this magic weapon that I defeated Lao Liu and became this sixth disciple when the ancestor presided over the competition! I have the fat to restrain my soul for the ancestor..."
"The population on the island is all the private property of the ancestor. They are very strict, but the fourth brother is asked to take charge of the household registration. I stared at the fourth brother for a long time before I discovered that he had concealed the new population and refined the infant spirit. If he sued it, he would not be able to win the fat man."
"It's a pity that the medicine garden is very fat. Most of the old people on the island were sent to the medicine garden, so it's not difficult to get some souls and flesh. Now, if I want to break through the sixth level of ban in sacrifice and refining, the soul I need cannot be such a bad person. It's better to have a stronger resentment... If there is an appropriate infant spirit for eighteen hours, plus the boneless produced in the corpse-raising ground of Yuanmai Jinsha, it can be further increased..."
With these vicious thoughts in his mind, the disciple holding the banner suddenly saw a bat flying out from the miasma in front of him, flapping his wings and swaying towards him, subconsciously waving the black banner, and the black evil spirit surged, and he was about to capture the soul of the little beast.
Then the bats rushed towards the black fog and turned into dozens of golden bat shadows!
After the golden bat appeared, the ghost in the banner was afraid and dared not come forward. The disciple holding the banner flipped his eyes and was captured by a white bat lying on his forehead.
Then a golden flowing cloud in the sea of ​​consciousness of the white bat fell down a volume of "The Sutra of the Flowing Clouds and Hundred Blessings of Misfortunes" and was printed on his soul.
This soul was "refined" by Liuyun, and immediately grew two bat wings in a roll, turned into golden bats, and issued extremely weak vows, which were injected into Nikkun's soul, causing the Dharma body of Liuyun Baifu Divine God to condense a trace!
The white bat transformed into Nikkun took the disciple's body and took the black flag with a casual move.
The soul on the banner has been refined into several thumb-sized bats, with only a faint golden color, which cannot be compared with the bats refined by the evil ghosts he carefully sacrificed.
He stretched out his hand and attached a group of bats to the black banner. The black air on the banner was surging, and there was a trace of unobtrusive cloud patterns of five bats...
In his sea of ​​consciousness, a faint voice came from the spiritual beads hidden very deeply and said, "This person is familiar with the world and has a lot of knowledge about these evil outsiders overseas. If I were asked to come, I might not be able to find such a place that hides dirt and dirt!"
"This place is the sea of ​​the Dragon Clan. The major sects of our human race dare not enter without permission. Unexpectedly, they became such a realm!"
Feng Xianzi also said coldly: "I just heard about the evil ways here, and I actually worshipped the Changming Sect. I thought that everything I came here was under Changming's acquiescence! Unexpectedly, the ancestor's Taoist tradition had become such a pickled family. The ancestor protected the human race and protected the mundane world all his life. Therefore, the incense of the ancestor's temples everywhere overseas has not been cut off for thousands of years. Changming is like this..."
"This is to deceive the master and destroy the ancestor!" Qian Chen sneered.
Both of them showed a trace of power and blessed Nikkun. Qian Chen even picked up his small notebook. Thinking that if Nikkun had dealt with it properly today, he would strip him of his sin.
Half of this sin was cut off, leaving him with a soul reincarnation!
Nikkun, holding the man's body, turned into the mountain and came to a magnificent cave. He vaguely greeted the boy guarding the cave. He went straight to a quiet room and kowtowed outside the door and said, "Master is here, disciple Wu Liu is asking for a meeting!"
"It turned out to be Wu Liu. Today, he restrained his soul, how much does he get?"
The person in the quiet room waved the whisk and opened two stone doors.
But I saw a black-faced Taoist priest holding a bone whisk in his hand, sitting upright in front of a huge copper stove.
The blazing bear burning under the furnace reflected the dark and red face of the Taoist, his eyebrows were slender, and the two rat whiskers under his nose were also very thin. His right hand with long nails was twisting the rat whiskers, and there was a scattered light in his eyes.
Nikkun was extremely respectful and did not care about face at all, and bowed and said, "I have collected more than 90 souls today. I will present them to the master!"
After saying that, the black banner shook, and black air gushed out from the banner.
Wu Gui had no doubts, and saw the black air in the black banner suddenly turning into a rolling golden cloud, gathering a cloud of ceremonies above the two of them, suffocating Wu Gui's magic power changes.
Wu Gui roared: "You are not Xiao Liu, who are you?"
He stretched out the white bone whisk, and countless silver threads grew like the roots of a demon tree, but were wiped out by the golden clouds!
Nikkun sneered, but did not show his true form, and said, "I have changed my evil spirits and returned to the right place! I will take you first. The population on your island is my favorite. It is the foundation of my becoming a god. How can you let it ruin it like this?"
After saying that, the golden bats surged out, Nikkun had long known that this person occupied an island and reproduced the population. Among them, they were rich in their scattered cultivators. They had three magic weapons, in addition to the white bone whisk in his hand, there was also a phosphorus fire bag and a piece of Hunyuan Tile.
He saw Taoist Wu Gui sacrificed a gray tiles and turned into a coffin with a lid, pressing them on his head, then he pulled the Liuyun formation, trapped the tiles, and then drove the power of the golden bat into dozens of golden lights, flying around, and shaking the body protection qi of Taoist Wu Gui.
Dozens of bats fitted together and a golden rainbow surrounded Wu Gui Taoist, slightly grinding, and then absorbed his soul.
The Liuyun Formation turned into a golden cloud, and it collected the tiles and two other magic weapons. It fell into his soul. Another volume of "Liuyun Hundred Blessings of Fuses" was printed. In a short while, it was refined into a golden bat the size of a human head and was taken into his body by Nikkun.
Nikhun felt that his magic power had increased again and said happily: "Good method! He has achieved the courage and diligence of being righteous and peaceful in the right path and not losing the evil path. He is worthy of being a dignified divine way, which is better than my original countless Taoisms!"
"Although it took no time to kill Wu Gui Laoer, his disciples were all evil and vicious. Maybe someone would see that something was wrong. I would send them into my banner early to resolve their sins and become the blessing of protectors in my hands!"
After reciting, Nikkun flew away the golden bats and went to find the monks on the island. Often, the guardian and the blessing gods rushed to kill the man.
After a roundabout the island, he killed all the people who practiced magic on the island without much effort.
Wu Gui Taoist was cautious. After obtaining the disciples he passed on, the strongest magic was only able to use a few evil techniques, and he had not obtained the true teachings at all. Nikkun only refined seventeen bat gods again, which disappointed him a little.
But in a blink of an eye, he turned his attention to those three magic weapons. This was the big head, which was enough to increase his magic power and make great progress in the Taoist movement.
"Who can still be patient in doing evil ways with such a righteous way?"
Nikhun couldn't help but exclaim: "If there are enough ghosts to save them, this divine method will be brave and diligent, and it will be a thousand miles a day! No wonder those monks who have no connection with the great way want to change to the divine way! The end is the great way of immortality, and the mystery is endless."
He stretched out his hand and put these three evil magic weapons into the Liuyun Formation. Dozens of lucky gods flew to activate their magic power to refine them. Soon, he burned the three magic weapons out of them and refined the souls.
Chapter completed!