"Possessed by fate?" Lu Xiuniang opened her eyes wide, obviously a little confused by this sentence.
"To put it simply, the illness your father suffered from may have made his vitality very weak, and then the ordinary fate in his body may have dissipated, and then he was taken over by the fate wandering around the world looking for a host.
This kind of destiny in his body is called [Netherworld Ghost Body], which can continuously absorb the surrounding yin energy and transform his body. If this kind of destiny appears in ghost cultivators, it will be very good and can help them practice.
.But your father is a mortal, and his body cannot bear it, so his health has been getting worse and worse in the past three years."
Wang Yan tried his best to explain in a simple way, but Lu Xiuniang seemed to understand. She frowned slightly and said, "So, can my father be saved?"
Wang Yan grinned. "If you meet someone else, you will definitely not be saved, but you are lucky enough to meet me. Well, speaking of it, your destiny is really [Blessed by One Hundred Gods]."
, you will meet noble people in your life. Yes, yes. You have to protect your destiny and don’t let it be taken away by people with ulterior motives."
Although Lu Xiuniang didn't understand, she heard that Wang Yan said he could save her father, and she couldn't help but feel happy. "How?"
"I have a secret method that can take out the destiny from his body, and then replace it with an ordinary destiny. Xiu Niang, close your eyes. I don't like others to watch when I cast the spell."
Wang Yan called "Xiu Niang" naturally and blurted out, as if the two were old friends who had known each other for many years. As soon as this affectionate call came out, Wang Yan and Lu Xiu Niang were slightly startled.
Wang Yan coughed dryly and tried to cover it up, but Lu Xiuniang was slightly distracted. She followed Wang Yan's words and closed her eyes.
After Wang Yan made sure she closed her eyes, he pulled out the Wheel of Fortune.
"Well, the [Netherworld Ghost Body] in this old man's body is quite powerful, not bad. Fortunately, he was a military commander when he was young and has a good physical foundation. If it had been anyone else, he would have died a long time ago." Wheel of Fortune was very satisfied.
Circles of golden light like water waves emitted from the wheel and shot onto the old man.
Lu Xiuniang's father's skeleton-like body moved slightly, and a trace of white air, like silk, slowly emerged from his nostrils, and then slowly flew towards the Wheel of Fortune. This silk-like white air seemed to contain something
With a small grimace on its face, it seemed to be unwilling to enter the Wheel of Fortune, but it could not withstand the strong suction of the golden light and was sucked in after a moment.
Immediately afterwards, the Wheel of Fortune emitted another ray of white light, which landed in the [Niwan Palace] above Lu Xiuniang's head. The old man's hands trembled slightly, his eyes turned a few times, his nostrils began to flap slightly, and he gradually began to breathe.
The Wheel of Fortune first extracted the destiny of [Netherworld Ghost Body], and then poured the destiny of [Indifferent As Water] into the old man's body.
"Tsk, tsk, this netherworld ghost body seems to have been living in the human world for many years, and I don't know how many hosts it has changed. Judging from its strength, it seems to have given birth to a trace of intelligence. If it continues like this for a few hundred years, it will
You have become a monster." Wheel of Fortune praised.
The ultimate goal of all fates is to achieve positive results. They attach themselves to people and evolve by absorbing people's positive or negative emotions. Generally, fates can evolve once or twice, and a few extremely powerful fates can evolve.
It can evolve three times. When the destiny evolves to the final state, it will either become an immortal or a demon depending on the attributes of the absorbed power.
The final form of demon patterns like [Ninth Generation Beggar], [Ninth Generation Declining God], [Ninth Generation Pheasant], and [Loneliness Like Snow] is to become a demon; like [Flying Fairy], [Smooth Wind and Smooth Water], [Recruit]
Fortunes such as "Wealth and Treasures" and "Great Lucky Star" will lead to immortality in the final form.
Those fates that do not have the attributes of immortals and monsters, such as [Thousands of Strange Skills], [Always-Changing], [Yang Lihuo], [Fatal Blow], etc., are based on the emotions of the people they absorb.
, or become an immortal, or become a demon.
This [Netherworld Ghost Body] is a typical demon character. After a few hundred years of evolution, it can become a demon. After becoming a demon, its supernatural powers are also quite powerful, and it can become a demon king.
In the ancient times, people had pure minds and great spiritual power, so many of the fates born in ancient times evolved into monsters or immortals. The immortals and demons that these fates evolved into were all powerful and powerful.
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"I put this destiny into your body. You have a strong mind and can subdue it. You happen to be a ghost. With this destiny, you can practice at least 20 to 30% faster than others. In the future, this destiny will evolve, and you can practice
It will get up faster."
The Wheel of Fortune drove the [Netherworld Ghost Body] into Wang Yan's body. Wang Yan felt his head was slightly dizzy, and various illusions appeared in front of his eyes.
Hell, Shura. Flowers of the Other Shore. White bones. Yellow sand. Ghosts. Oil pans. Mountains of knives. Seas of fire. Graves. Lonely souls. Battlefields. Scattered limbs. Human heads. Zombies. Skeletons.
Scenes of various sinister and terrifying scenes that would scare ordinary people were swirling in Wang Yan's mind. He also vaguely heard a sinister laughter. This laughter was quite proud, and seemed to be teasing Wang Yan.
excited.
"As a person who is about to become a demon, is this all he has?" Wang Yan seemed not even interested in talking to it. He calmed down and contemplated it intently!
A god with a body as big as a mountain, holding a golden sword, and bathed in the divine light of the Three Pure Ones appeared in Wang Yan's mind. The face of this god was exactly the same as Wang Yan's.
The god who looked like Wang Yan gave a sharp shout, and struck down the terrifying phantoms that were still hovering with the sword in his hand!
With a loud noise like the creation of heaven and earth, all the Yaksha ghosts, Shura hells, icebergs and seas of fire in Wang Yan's mind disappeared. The images of gods also gradually dissipated.
The voice hovering in Wang Yan's ears suddenly disappeared completely. Just now, it was the destiny of [Netherworld Ghost Body] that wanted to confuse Wang Yan and control Wang Yan's mind. Wang Yan had never seen any big winds and waves, how could he be betrayed by a small person?
Fate control? He followed the Taoist method, concentrated on meditation, and turned his spiritual thoughts into gods, defeating the illusion in one fell swoop.
After subduing the Netherworld ghost body, Wang Yan tried to use the [Small Breathing and Inhalation Technique].
Suddenly, strong winds blew up on the originally calm river, flying sand and rocks, like a hundred ghosts walking at night. The howling wind set off huge waves one after another. The painting boat not far away, the cruise ship was knocked around by the big waves, and the people on the boat screamed and cried.
My father called me mother, thinking that some kind of demon was causing trouble.
Wang Yan only felt countless Yin Qi coming from all directions, drilling into his body and blending with his own Qi.
"Good boy!" Seeing such a chaotic scene, Wang Yan was startled and stopped quickly. "This fate is really powerful! I am now using the small breathing technique, and I have absorbed more yin than before.
It’s more than 50%!”
Wang Yan was ecstatic, and he naturally understood what this meant. With this fate, his cultivation speed could be greatly accelerated. It only took him fifty years, or more, to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth that others would have to cultivate for a hundred years.
It only takes a short time. This is a huge advantage.
After calming down his mind, Wang Yan asked Lu Xiuniang to open her eyes. After Lu Xiuniang opened her eyes, she found that her father was breathing steadily and seemed to be sleeping soundly. She was surprised at first, and then she was overjoyed and shed tears.
"My dad hasn't had a good night's sleep in the past three years, and he finally got better today. My benefactor, please bow to Xiu Niang!" She insisted on bowing to Wang Yan no matter what, but Wang Yan refused. He frowned,
"Your father's essence has almost been sucked dry by that fate. Although he is better now, his body is very weak. He has to eat ginseng for hundreds of years for a month to replenish the damaged essence. You can
Go to my Baicao Garden in Beiman Mountain. There are as many ginseng as white radish there. I have something else to do, so I can’t take you there, and besides, I can’t take anyone alive. I’ll give you a token, and you and your father can go to Beiman Mountain.
Find Mrs. Bones at Skull Peak and she will receive you."
As the saying goes, "Carrying a mortal to fly into the sky is as heavy as a mountain." The mortal body is filthy and the turbid air is very heavy, and cannot communicate with heaven and earth. The soul carries the mortal just like it carries a mountain. Although cultivators in the realm of expelling objects can drive flying swords,
Flying needles, etc., but these weapons also need to have talismans engraved on them, or be blessed by spells, so that spiritual thoughts can enter and control them. It is extremely difficult to let the Yin God in the realm of exorcism roll up a big living person and fly in the air.
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A cultivator in the state of seizing the body can use his Yin spirit to roll up a person, but it is also extremely laborious and he will fall to the ground after flying only a few steps.
Only when you reach the realm of the Yang God can you use your soul to lift a living person and fly for several or dozens of miles.
Despite this, when Yang Shen has reached the peak of his cultivation, he can only carry three people flying nearly a hundred miles, but not any further.
In ancient times, when Jiang Taigong Jiang Ziya, who beheaded generals and became gods, used his magic power to lead nearly a thousand fleeing people, they flew thousands of miles across the five levels in one night, which was called a miracle by the world.
However, Jiang Ziya's magical power is actually limited. He accomplished this feat because his master, Yuanshi Tianzun, secretly used his own magic power to help him.
Now that Wang Yan has some strength, it is as easy for him to kill the Yin God in the realm of exorcism as it is to chop vegetables and meat, but for him to take Lu Xiuniang and her daughter back to Beiman Mountain, but it is more difficult than climbing to the sky.
"Take this token to see Mrs. Bones." Wang Yan took out the red thread, cut off a section, and handed it to Lu Xiuniang.
Lu Xiuniang hesitated for a moment and solemnly took the red line. She knew Old Man Lu's physical condition better than anyone else, but now was the time to make false excuses.
"Young Master is so kind and kind, Xiu Niang will never forget it." Lu Xiu Niang knew that Wang Yan would not accept her salute, so she no longer forced it, but was secretly grateful in her heart. Her eyes were shining with gratitude, and her eyes were burning.
Like a young deer in the jungle, it looks clear and innocent.
When Wang Yan saw these eyes, a strange emotion suddenly surged in his heart. He said, "Miss Lu, can you let me kiss your eyes?"
"What?" Lu Xiuniang was shocked when she heard Wang Yan's request.
Wang Yan said sternly, "Don't get me wrong, I don't want to be scornful of you. You really look like an old friend I know, and this look in your eyes makes me even more tempted. I just want to kiss your eyes and experience that pure feeling, there is nothing else."
I mean, if you don’t want to, forget it.”
If someone else had said this, Lu Xiuniang's face would definitely turn pale, and she might have to use her fists and kicks to repair him. However, when Wang Yan said this, she hesitated.
Seeing her hesitation, Wang Yan was about to give up when he suddenly heard Lu Xiuniang lower her voice and say hesitantly, "Well, you are only allowed to kiss her once and not touch other places."
Before she finished speaking, Wang Yan's lips had touched her eyelids. Lu Xiuniang's heart tightened and she immediately closed her eyes. Her heart was beating hard, and her cheeks and ears were also very hot. She must have flushed her cheeks now, and even the clothes on her body.
Her snow-white skin turned pink.
Wang Yan's gentle kiss was lingering, and he lightly pecked Lu Xiuniang's eyelids, and then stepped back. Lu Xiuniang breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little melancholy in her heart.
"What's wrong with me?" She secretly blamed herself, covered her fingers with gauze, and pinched herself hard. The pain made her wake up from a daze.
"I'm going to Dongting Lake now. You go to Beiman Mountain and wait for me first." Wang Yan dodged and got out of the awning boat. Lu Xiuniang heard the noise coming from the shore, and many young men were shouting angrily,
It was also mixed with shouting and killing. After a while of ping pong ping -pong, there was only a moaning sound left on the shore, and the noisy sound disappeared.
Lu Xiuniang knew that it must be the powerful young men from Yufupu who were so angry that they united to deal with Wang Yan, but how could they be Wang Yan's opponents?
"Lu Xiuniang, Lu Xiuniang, when you were young, you saved an expert from the Heavenly Snake Palace. She promised to accept you as a disciple of the Heavenly Snake Palace when you are forty years old. Becoming an immortal is not what you have always aspired to.
Is it something about you? Why have you been so quiet and lonely for ten or twenty years, but today when you see him, you are so confused?"
Lu Xiuniang kept standing up and sitting down in the cabin, feeling confused. This was something she had never seen in the past ten or twenty years. When she was seven years old, she saved an injured woman and served her delicious food and drinks.
The woman stayed there for three days. After the woman recovered, she said that Lu Xiuniang had a destiny and could be her disciple in thirty years. However, the woman also said that Lu Xiuniang still had a bad fate in the mortal world, and she had to resolve this bad fate before she could enter the Heavenly Serpent.
Cultivation in the shrine. The woman stayed at Lu Xiu's mother's house for a few more days. After teaching her a set of breathing techniques and a set of body techniques, she drifted away.
This incident took root in the heart of the young Lu Xiuniang. After she became a young girl, Lu Xiuniang only wanted to enter the Temple of the Heavenly Snake. From then on, she could practice Qi meditation in the green lantern bamboo forest, breathe wind and drink dew, and live the life of a fairy. She
After practicing the breathing technique assiduously for more than ten years, I have reached the state of being possessed by the Yin God. It can be said that my progress is very fast.
She was so confused that she didn't notice that the small boat with awnings had gradually drifted to the lower reaches of Yufupu, and the water began to flow rapidly. The big river in Yufupu was connected to a large river. This river was called Bailongjiang. It is said that it was not called this name before.
Later, when Master Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty led his three apprentices and Bai Longma, they passed by here. Bai Longma took a bath here, hence the name.
The bottom of the Bailong River is full of sand and gravel, and the current on the river is turbulent. The surface and bottom of the river are more than ten feet long. The water is complex and occasionally forms whirlpools. It is considered a dangerous place. In recent years, passing merchant ships and passenger ships have frequently encountered accidents here, and many
People say that water ghosts appear at the bottom of the river, and they no longer pass by here.
Lu Xiuniang kept thinking about Wang Yan, and absentmindedly let the awning boat go down the river, gradually reaching the middle of the Bailong River.
At the bottom of the river, a pair of eyes stared at her eagerly.dd