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The colored sculptures exploded with a loud bang, and invisible power surged.
The middle-aged man with a mustache seemed to be hit by a battering ram. His chest suddenly collapsed and he fell backwards. He was knocked to the ground with a bang. The blue brick floor beneath him suddenly shattered into pieces, like a spider web.
The middle-aged man with a long beard standing beside him changed his expression, and immediately stepped forward and fed him several kinds of precious medicine decoctions. After a while, the middle-aged man with a mustache regained consciousness and slowly opened his eyes.
"Why would the Nine Arrows of the Heart backfire?" The middle-aged man with a long beard said solemnly, "Is it because the sacrifice is insufficient? Or is it because the Qi is not accurate?"
The middle-aged man with a mustache shook his head: "That Lu Da might have some magical weapon to protect the gods."
"It seems that the only option is close range assassination." The middle-aged man with a long beard frowned.
"There are Thousand Blade Camps lurking around Ningyunfang to protect it. Going there would be a death sentence."
"It seems that Ruda has changed his personality and has been hiding at home for three or four months."
"If we really want a close-range assassination, how long do we have to wait?" lamented the middle-aged man with a mustache.
"The Secret Service Department of Qingyang City has already given us an assassination mission. We have no way out." The middle-aged man with a long beard also had a bad look on his face.
I thought it would be an easy job, but I didn't expect the other party to be able to resist the secret curse. This is troublesome.
"Let's make more preparations. As soon as he shows up, we will take action immediately and try to kill him with one strike."
……
Thousand Lights City.
Ten soul-guiding lamps hung high in the air, illuminating the dark space.
The three thousand Yin soldiers were connected together by the Danshan Sutra, and black fog rose. The wooden building where Chen Mu was located was like an isolated island, surrounded by black clouds.
On the third-floor balcony, Chen Mu sat cross-legged on a soft couch. A huge amount of Yin spirit power was drawn to him, purified by the Five Dragons Sutra spell, and disappeared into the void behind him.
a moment.
"hold head high……"
There was an exciting roar, and five groups of gray-white clouds appeared in the air above the wooden building.
Each group is as high as three or four stories high. As it surges and changes, you can vaguely see its shape as a dragon with deer horns and a snake body.
As it roared and stretched out its claws, the invisible deterrent force spread in all directions like ripples.
boom!
The Danshan Sutra was interrupted, the dark clouds and gloomy winds suddenly dissipated, and the pale-faced ghost soldiers were forced to appear.
Feeling the oppressive feeling as if they were standing at the bottom of a cliff and looking up, the ghosts looked at Chen Mu with more and more awe.
A sneeze!
On the wooden building, Chen Mu sneezed without warning. He rubbed his nose and looked at the five dragons in the air with bared fangs and claws in confusion.
Who scolded me?
Can't you?
I am a good person, why should I be scolded? It is so hard to be a good person...
Chen Mu hummed twice, thought no more, and instead restrained the energy of the Five Dragon Dharma Images and looked at them with satisfaction.
The gray wall naturally appears before your eyes.
Five Dragons Sutra: 1331/10000/Level ;
"What a secret method."
“It’s just a bit expensive.”
The Five Dragons Dharma Image is comparable to a divine fetus, and the key lies in the true meaning of Zhulong. Similar to the secret magic talisman, it successfully simulates and presents the innate aura of the celestial demon Zhulong, so it has all kinds of incredible power.
However, the true meaning of Zhulong is too overbearing and cannot be carried by ordinary Yin spirit power. Only after it has been refined and transformed into the third-level Yin Yuan power can the true meaning of Zhulong be created.
However, even a hundred Yin Ling divine powers may not be enough to cultivate a third-level Yin Yuan force. If one wants to perfectly cultivate the true meaning of Zhulong, a huge amount of Yin Ling divine power is a prerequisite.
"It's a good thing that I have the Danshan Sutra and the three thousand Yin soldiers provided by Lu Liang to help me."
If ordinary ghosts want to practice this, they have to squeeze out their essence and provide divine power like a dry pond. Moreover, the true meaning of Zhulong is difficult to comprehend. If there is a slight mistake, they have to start all over again, which is even more time-consuming and energy-consuming. If they fail to practice the Five Dragons Dharma, they may be ruined first.
"Others will definitely be killed."
"I don't know where Lu Liang got this from. Was he tricked by someone? Or did he find this secret method on purpose to trick me?"
"Well, it shouldn't be the case, otherwise he wouldn't have given me these three thousand ghost soldiers so readily."
"What a pity! Even with the assistance of three thousand ghost soldiers, this is the best we can do."
By the third stage, the true meaning of Zhulong was basically established. To go further, one could either add more three-transformation Yin Yuan force, so that the quantitative change would lead to qualitative change, or add the spirit of gods and demons, so as to enhance the Dharma image and increase the power.
"Go to the Dark Demon Heaven to hunt monsters and spirits for a secret method?"
"Unless I'm crazy." Chen Mu curled his lips: "At worst, it will accumulate slowly over time."
After a little thought, he stopped thinking about it and started to pass on today's secret method.
As he thought about it, the three thousand Yin soldiers surrounding the wooden building were once again connected together by the Danshan Sutra, and a large amount of Yin spirit power rose into the air. With the vibration, it twisted and contracted, turning into a group of silver threads, and the silver light flashed, like densely packed stars.
The next moment, as if summoned, all the silver threads flew to Chen Mu's eyebrows, and then rushed into the void in front of his eyebrows.
"The number of people who have planted the Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed must be more than 20,000!" Feeling his synesthesia being constantly triggered, Chen Mu couldn't help but stare.
"Maybe it's about 40,000 or 50,000!"
"It was clearly agreed that I would get 20,000, but you doubled it?"
"Luliang is not honest..." Chen Mu had a sour face.
"I shouldn't have told Lu Liang about the Heavenly Demon Curse."
As long as someone recites the spell, the demon spirits will appear automatically, and he has no way to control it. Once it spreads, there will be no end to it.
"Do you really think of me as a free experience package?"
"I don't want to rest!"
"After this wave of transmission, I won't do it anymore no matter what you say."
"I want to have a big meal, I want to go to Yelanshan!"
……
It’s late at night in Feng’an City, in a corner of the third floor.
Sitting opposite Hu Mang was a round-faced man with an untidy beard and a flattering smile, and a black leather scripture was placed in front of him.
"Commander, two brothers, look..." The round-faced man had a smile on his face, but his eyes were rolling around, and he spoke cautiously to test the situation.
"It's okay, just read..." Wenhan said with a grin.
"I read it ten times a day, and it's been two months. I'm still reading..." The round-faced man Shen Bu looked reluctant.
"That madam is not a good person. She said that if I, a waiter, dare to be lazy again, she will make me sleep with her in her room!"
"Three of you, can we take a break from studying?"
"Don't worry, I've already paid the madam." Zhang Er said with a smile: "You can stay in this room all night."
Shen Bu's eyes widened in horror.
At the end of the night? You paid a grown man to stay with three other grown men all night?
I...I...my innocence!
"Three big brothers, can you please find someone else to deal with this?" Shen Bu looked aggrieved.
"There's no change. Who told you to be able to teleport?" Wen Han looked sympathetic.
"Read quickly!" Hu Mang gritted his teeth and said angrily.
He doesn't care about reputation or not, he just wants to plant the Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed in this guy.
Why did I get infected after reading the Changsheng Sutra once, but this guy recited it four or five hundred times in a row and nothing happened?
Am I unlucky?
fart!
"If you can't read it well today, hmph..." Hu Mang said coldly.
Zhang Er cooperated and put away his smile, revealing a cold expression: "There are two paths, either study or die, you choose."
Shen Bu: “…”
Three grown men came to Ye Lanshan and instead of looking for the female ghost, they just stared at me reading a book?
This is too much of a bully!
I am not satisfied!
He glared at the three of them fiercely, and then... then opened the black leather scripture.
"The Emperor of Dongji talked about immortality..."
……
On the streets of West City, Feng'an City.
Chen Mu, who ruthlessly returned the three thousand ghost soldiers, felt relieved.
His Five Dragons Sutra had reached a bottleneck, and the Yin Spirit's divine power was temporarily useless. The divine fetus was a bottomless pit, and even with three thousand Yin Spirits accelerating, there would be no end in sight in a short time.
In this case, there is no need to keep three thousand ghost soldiers.
And as long as he kept it, he would have to pass on the secret method. In the past four months, he had already passed on enough secret methods.
"If you want to learn, go and practice on your own facing the stars in the sky."
"We must learn to be self-reliant." Chen Mu thought happily, looking relaxed.
In the evening, facing the dim sunset, Chen Mu hid in the crowd on the street like a sneaker, looking left and right quietly, and then wandered to Changle Tower.
After eating and drinking, he got up and went downstairs. Then he skillfully changed his face and turned into the late night.
As the night wore on, the soul-guiding lights dimmed, and the sounds of dancing and music intertwined. The changing sounds and lights made people dizzy. Chen Mu, who had stayed in Qiandeng City for more than four months, could not help but immerse himself in it.
And just in the blind spot of his sight, a middle-aged man with a long beard and a gray shirt appeared, holding a tea tray, stepping on the shadows of the lights, like an ordinary waiter, moving towards Chen Mu's back.
On the other side, Shen Bu, with a round face and a smile, was also holding a tea tray and walking towards Chen Mu in the same natural way.