Zhila...

As a pungent burning smell rose up, the unformed vagina suddenly shattered.

The ghost bodies of the five green-skinned imps immediately became more illusory.

Mr. Ichigogo, who was loyal to the tiger spirit, wanted to force his way out again at the cost of his soul.

Wang Yuan had already pulled out three tiger hairs from the back of his head, blew on them gently, and shouted:

"Reborn, change misfortunes into auspiciousness, follow me as I should, stay by my side, let go with great power, take it back and hide it. Be as urgent as a law or order!"

"change!"

Ouch——!

The roar of a tiger that shook the forest rang in my ears.

The three tiger hairs grew in the wind, and in the blink of an eye they transformed into three black and yellow tigers, which fiercely rushed towards the five ghosts.

Although they only have the power of a tiger but not the strength of a tiger, it is difficult to distinguish between true and false for "Mr. One Eye Five" for a while.

Their souls and bodies were already severely damaged by the shock, and they were suddenly frightened and fled away, unable to gather the power of the five ghosts to reopen the Yin Road.

When Baishanjun realized that he had been tricked, he immediately followed the hunting instinct in his blood and rushed towards Wang Yuan with all his strength, full of fishy wind.

The aura is extremely cruel, as if he is determined to drag this treacherous "similar" to death together!

Wang Yuan, who was facing the tiger's kiss, stood still and didn't even try to hide.

It wasn't until Bai Shanjun rushed to a place three feet in front of him that he suddenly grabbed a large bag of white powder from his shoulder bag and threw it out with his hands.

Baishanjun's tiger eyes were exposed, and a shrill scream suddenly came from the tiger's mouth.

The listeners are sad and the listeners are in tears.

Look at the large amount of white smoke that rises up when the powder meets water. This is actually used by gangsters in fights... quicklime!

This is not over yet.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Yuan took out a thick brick that had been removed from an unknown tomb and rushed forward with a single stride.

The great strength of the first stage in the body [Fine and Flesh External Appearance] flowed, starting from the feet and pouring into the right hand with the spine as the axis, and a brick was slapped hard on the back of Baishanjun's head.

Snapped!

Bricks exploded.

This behemoth fell down like a golden pillar, splashing bones and dust all over the ground.

"Through the three major items of traveling around the world, bricks, lime powder, and Mongolian sweat medicine, I seem to have gradually understood the true meaning of martial arts."

Then Wang Yuan took out a talisman drawn by Taoist Wild Dog, and finally said to Baishan Jun who fell on the ground:

"The rivers and lakes have been in turmoil since ancient times. The water is too cold and you can't control it.

It's better to warm it up in my belly."

He stretched out his hand and put the talisman on Baishanjun's forehead.

The five ghosts who could not escape immediately screamed and were sucked back into their master's body without any resistance.

It only took a few breaths before and after.

A tiger spirit that could crush ordinary [Taoist soldiers] by its own strength, and would probably not be able to catch it even if the army sealed the mountain, was easily taken down by Wang Yuan with a move as fierce as a tiger.

The only real test of force is the last brick.

The dust has settled.

In the mirror that had been hanging on the treetop, Huang Wu, dressed in a bright red wedding dress, looked pityingly at the big tiger who had just been dreaming of a mountain god.

This guy's face is covered with quicklime, and it hurts just to look at it.

Immediately, the girl in the mirror waved her hand.

The sound of the suona played loudly, and two teams of paper figures carrying the sedan chair were reflected in the mirror. The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, and Wang Yuan and Bai Shanjun disappeared at the same time.

When he reappeared, he had returned to the mansion in the "Land of the Dead".

The group entered the animal pen, and the paper man boy tied the Baishanjun, who was still unconscious with the talisman on it, with an iron chain to ensure that no accidents would occur.

"Xiao Yuan, do you want to practice with this big cat immediately?"

Huang Wu tilted her head, extremely curious about the "Tiger Transformation Technique" that can allow people to transform into tigers.

Because he didn't know the inside story of the taboo, he even vaguely expected that after Wang Yuan could control the ghost, he could bring himself out of the mirror.

"In order to harvest the excellent raw material of Baishanjun, Yinri Yinshi's training time has passed, and he only used the tiger skin mattress collected by my grandma to practice the first level [Fake Tiger].

And I must rush back to Daling Village before tomorrow night.

Let him eat a full meal today and sleep for more than ten days without starving to death. He will not officially start practicing until the second Yin day and Yin hour twelve days later.

During this period, I will come back from time to time and use Tao methods to deal with this tiger body in advance."

Among the three Taoist techniques that Wang Yuan obtained, although this [Tiger Transformation Technique] has the strongest combat power, it has little potential for improvement.

The combat power of [Tiger Transformation Technique] is completely determined by the "raw materials".

The higher the tiger's cultivation level during life, the stronger the warlock's combat power will be after skinning it to practice the technique.

Unless you find a way to peel off another tiger skin and practice this method again, the beginning is the end.

Therefore, Wang Yuan, in line with the principle of "preferring nothing to nothing", decided to wait twelve more days in order to hunt the powerful tiger spirit Baishanjun.

As for whether using a tiger with heels to refine the method would cause trouble, that was completely out of Wang Yuan's consideration.

According to his understanding, those "monsters" who read the books of sages, clarify the principles of ethics, and seek to transform themselves into human beings may really have family values.

But for these groups of spirits who have always maintained their original form and animal nature, family affection, ethics and even wisdom may not be their pursuits.

If you apply the "blood revenge" advocated by Yanhan to the spirits, it will most likely not be applicable.

"Besides, if the problem can't be solved within a month, I might just settle the bill directly. How can I care about that?

However, just because you can't practice for the time being doesn't mean you can't do other things."

With Wang Yuan thinking this, he pulled out the dagger from his waist and walked to Baishanjun's side.

A big black dog next to him came up to Wang Yuan and kept wagging his tail at Wang Yuan.

The green dog eyes stared down at the White Tiger, and the dog's face was full of gloating like a villain's triumph.

Of course, it didn't forget to hide its dog legs, which were still wrapped in gauze, under its body to prevent its new master from having too many associations, and by the way, he would also give himself a knife.

"Stay away, don't get in the way."

There is a record in the Taoist Book of the Wild Dog Taoist saying that this black dog gradually developed its spiritual intelligence and had the possibility of transforming into a demon into a spirit, so some means were used to abduct it.

Today's IQ is as high as that of an eight or nine-year-old child, and there is no problem.

Naturally, Wang Yuan would not be willing to let it become a disposable consumable.

Previously, a lot of Black Dog's blood was drained, but not all of it. The missing part was made up with the dissolved [Quiki Pill].

In the future, when it turns into a black dog spirit, it can not only be used to ward off evil spirits, but also provide raw materials for drawing talismans. Even if blood is sold in the ghost market, it will be more expensive than others. It has so many uses.

Seeing this guy with a silly face, who was so arrogant and arrogant in front of the White Tiger without realizing it, Wang Yuan couldn't help but feel sorry for him for three seconds.

He drove it aside, swung his knife and released a large bowl of hot tiger blood from the White Tiger's body.

Then drink it all in one gulp.

Putting on the tiger's stance, the muffled thunderous buzzing sound came out of the body again.

Different from his previous practice, the blood of tiger essence filled with energy entered his abdomen, which seemed to cause some more subtle and profound changes in his body.

In fact, what is not recorded in the military books is this.

If there is no "Huyang Liquor" to assist, you can also use male tiger's tiger marrow, tiger blood, tiger whip, supplemented by ginseng, polygonatum and other great tonics. The speed of practice should be within the secret of "White Tiger Art of War".

On top of medicinal wine.

Because it is too extravagant, every time you achieve a [Taoist], you need to hunt several tigers, which is completely unrealistic.

In order to allow the "White Tiger Warriors" to form an army on a large scale, tiger marrow and tiger blood... were gradually replaced by secret medicines.

Wang Yuan took the right path by accident.

Moreover, the flesh and blood of tiger essence is far from comparable to tonics prepared from ordinary tigers, and the transformation time is greatly shortened.

Two quarters of an hour later, Wang Yuan opened his mouth and blew out a long breath of white air that smelled slightly of blood. A small tree not far in front of him was blown away, as if the breath was like a sword.

Open your eyes slowly:

"Inhuman transformation is gradual. [White Tiger Art of War] focuses on metal, killing, and death. The first step is to strengthen the heart.

According to this rate of progress, I am fully confident that I will successfully break through the second level [Marrow Training and Blood Exchange] before the next Yin day arrives and achieve non-human status.

If a tiger eats a person, it can increase its magical power, and if a person eats a tiger, it can greatly increase its power.

This man and tiger eating each other is actually not practicing the great way?!"

The sentence recorded in the book of Wild Dog Taoist:

"Most magical powers that require payment of a price can be replaced by 'killing'. This is a cheap method and a great way to practice" came to Wang Yuan's mind again.

Although [Tao Chuan Art of War] is not a magical technique, it is still in the same line.

The underlying laws are naturally interconnected.

——Chaos, blood, evil, strange...

Maybe similar Taoist teachings can really benefit each other without any side effects...

Maybe in a sect passed down from master to disciple, the reason why they recruit so many disciples is because... hiss, I can't think about it anymore.

Wang Yuan, who had eaten the bones of the cunning and cunning, felt that he was really not qualified to be a moral role model. The only choice he could make was to be an ordinary person peacefully, or to completely integrate into the world.

After having this awareness.

Wang Yuan returned to his room and silently took out the [Strange Object·Mask] which was a combination of the wild dog Taoist's semi-finished product [Daoji] and [Human Face Painting Skin].

This night, there are still twenty-nine days before the 200th anniversary of King Yili.
Chapter completed!