The strange evil way is a secret evil way among the 100,000 mountains in the southern Qing Dynasty.

His leader, Yi Xie Zhenren, was also a master of his generation. His seventy-two evil magics were extremely famous, all of which were extremely bloody, and they often drew people's souls and refined their flesh and blood.

The White Bone Demon is one of them, which is an evil method made of the living soul and flesh and bones.

"It would be fine if he only used the soul sacrifice of the mortal life to refine magic, but he was partially born. The strange evil Taoist sect dared to take the attention of the Qi training genius and was killed by the crowd. It has been hundreds of years since then.

These magical magics have been missing for a long time..."

The old Taoist priest said, suddenly looking at the three coffins and widened his eyes:

"You, you mean..."

At this time, he also came to his senses.

Could it be that these corpses were sucked into the soul?

What is the soul of a mortal being?

An Qisheng frowned slightly. The tone of Sa Wuling did not fluctuate, as if he was used to it. However, it was the habit that made people feel heartbroken.

Dingling ~

The old Taoist priest suddenly shook the bell around the three coffins, and was muttering something.

As the bell swayed, bursts of spiritual energy that were invisible to the naked eye flashed, like rain on the coffin.

It seems that he is using some exploration technique.

After a few turns, Sa Wuling's face turned pale:

"Really, I've been sucked..."

"It's bitter, it's bitter."

The old Taoist priest sighed and felt very sad: "Why did I, a wild Taoist priest who has received all the talismans, encounter such a thing?"

The old Taoist priest was anxious like an ant on a hot pan, walking around the yard, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

An Qisheng pulled a bench and sat down, tore a few pieces of steamed buns to feed the dog, and he also ate half of the slow food himself.

There was a rippling rippling in his eyes.

He has collected the spiritual imprint of this old Taoist priest. With his current spiritual power, this old Taoist naturally has no secret to him.

The reason why this old Taoist is left behind is because this world is very strange.

There are many strange places in this world, and the most strange thing is that the first step in cultivators and qi cultivation in this world is to "receive the talisman" of the heaven!

If you do not "receive the talisman", you will not be able to sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and will not be able to cast magic!

This old Taoist priest is named Sa Wuling, and he has never received the talisman.

The fluctuations of spiritual energy on his body actually came from that bell. He himself did not have any spiritual energy.

Not to mention the magic power he envies and desires in his memory.

How can the heaven be "received the talisman", Sa Wuling didn't know, and naturally, he didn't know either.

Of course, "receiving the talisman" is a Taoist saying, and the Buddhist saying is "enlightenment".

"you!"

After a while, Sa Wuling seemed to remember something and suddenly looked at An Qisheng.

An Qisheng glanced at him lightly, his eyes lit up like stars:

"How am I?"

Take a look at it at first glance.

Sa Wuling felt like he was killed by thunder. In a trance, he felt that the corpse-seeing man in front of him who had been in contact with dozens of times became strange, majestic, and sacred.

In his eyes, the whole person seemed to have become as majestic as a mountain and could not be looked at directly.

Even a ragged dress cannot cover up his extraordinary temperament.

Even more unfathomable than the real person of Taiyi Sect I had ever seen, I was stunned for a moment.

"Sir, save me!"

With blessings in his heart, Sa Wuling fell to the ground and asked for help decisively.

He remembered the masters who played the mortal world in the story.

Could it be that this corpse-seeing person is such a person?

Yes, if not, how could one know the white bone demons who have never traveled far away to see the corpse of the corpse?

How can you make yourself feel so majestic and sacred?

"You are not dead, how can you save you?"

An Qisheng responded lightly.

With his spiritual practice, it is naturally easy to fool Sa Wuling, who has no cultivation.

"Senior doesn't know anything."

Sa Wuling smiled bitterly:

"The little path is called the court's salary, and it is the evil spirits within three villages and five miles. If the bone demon appears nearby, the little path will definitely be the first to be affected..."

"quibble."

An Qisheng sneered:

"Although you have not received the talisman, you have the court as your backer. Even if someone cultivates the bones and demons, you will not touch you at will to avoid causing interference from the court!

The reason you beg me is because you have been in charge of this place for more than nine years, and you will be able to obtain the "receive the talisman" method in the court in another half a year. You are afraid that the appearance of the bone demon will affect your "receive the talisman" method!"

Sa Wuling's body shook, and then shook again, and he had no doubts about his master's identity.

The method of staying in towns and towns for ten years to seek the court's "received the talisman" is an absolute secret, and ordinary people will never know this secret.

What's more, I have been here for almost thirty years, and I can only know that I have been in charge of this place for nine and a half years, except for myself, there are only a few people.

"Sir, save me!"

Sa Wuling burst into tears and fell to the ground again: "Xiaodao was in his teens and sought the Tao. It has been fifty-three, and it has been forty-years. I hope that my seniors will help me when the Tao is still firm in their hearts to seek the Tao!"

Sa Wuling burst into tears.

The difficulty of seeking the Tao is even more than ascending to heaven. He has been searching for immortals for decades. Over the past nine years, he has been running around every day, saving others and presiding rituals. Isn’t it just for the "assessment" of the court every ten years?

If he missed this time, he would never have a chance again.

Looking at Sa Wuling, who was crying like a baby in confinement, An Qisheng touched his chin.

Is it a bit too much for my hypnosis?

Or is this old man too fragile?

"Okay, get up."

An Qisheng waved his hand slightly:

"Since you encounter it, you always have to take care of it!"

"Thank you senior!"

Sa Wuling cried with joy and cried again.

"alright!"

An Qisheng frowned, and it was enough to cry so disgustingly at such an old age.

“Yes, yes!”

Sa Wuling stood up in a hurry and breathed a sigh of relief.

I just feel that this senior is so easy to talk to. None of the real people and Zen masters I have ever met have such easy to talk to.

"Senior, how do you do it?"

Sa Wuling blew his nose and asked.

An Qisheng ate the steamed buns in his hand completely and said:

"Go and prepare some materials first..."

"What materials do seniors need?"

Sa Wuling's old face turned red and said, "Xiaodao, Xiaodao is short of money, and there are probably not many materials, materials..."

"Some ordinary materials are enough."

An Qisheng clapped his hands and picked up the dog:

"For example, some chickens, ducks, fish, pigs, cattle and sheep, come and have some."

“What are these useful?”

Sa Wuling's eyes were straight, and he had never heard of these things as useful.
To be continued...