Overgod Ascension

Previously, the mission was to support the almost annihilated Grasshead King along the way, killing one dragon and two dragons, which is counterproductive!

But now, only after seven days, it's simple and natural.

After going to this caliper, Wu Ming can take a closer look at the heavens and the earth and try to find the mastermind behind the scene!

“No matter how the person behind the scenes lays out, he cannot escape the task of the main temple! ”

Wu Minghe pondered in detail: “Although I am now on the board, I jumped out again. I just hid my identity and went closer to the group of returnees to see which authority is in the pit... Hmm! If you can, Li Xiuyun should help! ”

Then he walked out of the cabin and went back to the water tank, looking in the mirror.

A 15-six-year-old Taoist born with big eyebrows and a mediocre face, only a sword eyebrow in his eyebrow, a pair of eyes with a certain emotional warmth.

“There is a wild view here. In the past, there were only two old Taoists and this boy. There is no need to hide their identities. Very good! ”

Wu Ming came a few steps to the main hall. This old road raised him for years, but he should still be put into the earth for peace, ending the cause and effect.

“Hmm?”

Every step of the way, Wu Ming's eyebrow is a wrinkle: “This view seems to be ruined, but it hides the Xuan machine. The old way should be a good one, but it's just ghostly, full of air, not straight...”

When he came down to the main hall, he saw that the sacrifice on the altar was not a god, but a Shu Luo night fork, horrible, but the idol's brow heart cracked open, with the color of scorched black.

“Evil god! ”

Wu Ming shook his head, knowing that some of the side doors on the left were very fond of cultivating evil gods, and took legal control, then went to the folk to collect incense fires to grow.

Such gates, easily repelled by ghosts and not allowed to live, are only a way of deviating from the gates and have always been silenced by serious veins.

At this time, though there was still power left on the altar, the Fork Ghost had disappeared that night.

Then look at the old way, sit on your knees, the seven tricks bleed, there is a hidden form of formation in front of you.

“Without a real person, we need to learn from the Numen. Look at this... but what kind of evil law is to be practiced, to reverse the phage of death...”

Although he was a demon, but at least he had some fortune. Wu Ming went forward and was going to converge his remains.

Pfft!

As soon as his hand touched, the body decayed into a pile of dead bone wreckage, the robe scattered, and another roll of scripture fell out, a small black bag.

“The Maoshan Scripture"? ”

Wu Ming picked up the scripture, and saw that the ancient book appeared to be quite some years old. The paper page was yellow, but it contained some ferocious and harsh techniques. The first breath refining technique was just a slight introduction. According to Wu Ming's eyes, he saw a lot of mistakes at a glance, and was able to cultivate to the top of the magician, desperate not to break through the real person.

“This is the so-called bulk cultivation, I don't know where I got the gas refining recipe, I collected these harsh spells again, but I can't live forever, I don't end up in the top...”

The doors are vast, there are always secrets to be revealed, and there are intelligent and wise people in the world who can understand and step into the path.

Just can't be true, eventually life is hopeless, and the pursuit of magical powers is even worse.

This kind of side door, if the time arrives, has to be fortunate, make up for the whole way, get atmospheric luck again, may also be promoted to the door pulse, but more is the inheritance of two or three such big cat kittens, eventually disappear.

“Hmm? Night Fork Transfer?! ”

Suddenly, Wu Ming turned to the page of the Maoshan Scripture and saw the recital description, and suddenly it was another spirit.

At that moment, a memory of this body emerged again.

Mostly this old road collects filthy air, kills animals and refines souls, and it's a horrible side.

Only the predecessor was insane, stupid, not knowing good or evil, not knowing beauty or ugliness. Even though he saw it, he didn't think it was his intention. He came here in a horrible way, but he was lucky because of the accident. Otherwise, ordinary people would see it, and he would be scared to death.

“This man must be a demon. He's not bad for this fool. It's for this! ”

Wu Mingwang looked at the ‘Night Fork Transfer Act' and smiled.

This so-called 'Night Fork Transfer Method' is an extremely insidious and poisonous gateway to the Maoshan scriptures, and ranks first among many evil methods! It is used exclusively for the usurpation of Taoists who have not succeeded in the Numen under the Truth!

Mostly it is to find a suitable lush house, then sacrifice a Night Fork Ghost, cultivate and grow, then tear out your Yin Ghost, wipe out the spirit of Night Fork Ghost, merge into one, so that Yin Ghost temporarily possesses the power of the real Yuan Ghost, and can take away the extended life.

“It's just that the success rate of this method is quite low, and the Yin and Ghost Gods merge, I'm afraid the gods will gradually lose their minds... and act against the sky, vulnerable to robbery...”

Wu Ming shook his head. This is the first technique of Maoshan to hold his own. Others are not smart enough to go anywhere, but let him know the previous causes and consequences:

“There are not many days in this old routine. When you see the idiot, it is a good lodge, and you take it, you want to carry out the Night Fork Soul Shift Law to extend your life! How can this method be too hurtful and dangerous? It must have been something wrong during the implementation. The old vagina and the Night Fork Ghost are all gone..."

He knew perfectly well that if he failed to carry out this kind of pharmacy, it would not be as simple as the return of the Spirit, but the true spirits would be scattered and extinct.

“The corpse of this old school must have sucked all the blood and bone marrow, turned into energy, to fight to death! ”

Wu Ming sighed and found a broom to tidy up the old robe with ashes and bury it somewhere in the mountains behind Tao Guan: “Even though your heart is evil, but it has not succeeded, and this idiot has a support, I still have to pay you a visit! ”

After mounding the graves, grass erected the tombstone, Wu Ming bowed slightly and stopped reading. He came to Daoguan, searched for yellow essence and other things to bake, ate and drank in the mountain spring water, and began to take stock of the bottom of the house.

“Hmm? I can't believe this old Taoist gave this idiot an ultimatum? Oh... must have been prepared after I moved my soul. Is the serial number 'Pick Stars’? Nice. Nice!”

At night, Wu Ming lit up the oil lamp and looked at the robe and ultimatum placed on the desk, as well as some gold and silver plates wrapped around it, his face was delighted.

“This saves me a lot of trouble...”

In other words, since he decided to hide his identity from the public, he had to inherit this idiot's identity and luck as a cover in this part of the world this week.

It's like being an incarnate ghost in the Fu Song world, dripping water into the sea has many advantages.

Since it's hidden, you can't go beyond the rules, and you can't go out!

By way of example, he is good at the Five Thunder Ways, but this idiot can't learn, use it out of nowhere, not to say immediately cause attention, but accumulate a lot less, it is easy to be noticed ‘abnormal’! Whether it's for the way of the world, or the mastermind behind it!

“With this ultimatum, which is proof of identity, and entanglement, you can save a lot of things! ”

The Taoist ultimatum, like the monk's ultimatum, is all the way around the world. It can also be found on the Taoist watch list. It has a lot of privileges and is basically equivalent to half the talent of the show. Even though the world is in turmoil, with this protection, it is no less useful than ordinary people.

“With identity, Taoism needs cover! ”

Wu Ming frowned and provoked the Maoshan Scripture. He read it again: "Though it is not possible to refine the gas for a long time, a few surgeries seek power, and move soul refining to kill, it is also falling into the wrong hands, far less than the five thunder palms, but it is a coincidence! ”

The black leather bag with the Maoshan scripture was opened again, a filthy black gas just gushed out, turned into a skull, two points in the middle of the fire, miserable infiltration.

“Rigid, not rigid, not demon, not ghost! ”

Wu Ming recognized at a glance that this is the skeleton elite, ranked third among the "Maoshan Scripture" 7749 techniques, is to collect the skeleton of the person born on the yin, yin and yin days, gather the number of days, and then cooperate with the demonic ghost gas, calcined in the ground lung poison fire, can fly extinct, spray black gas, insult the soul, kill the wounded straight to the second level peak, it is good.

It's an old-fashioned sacrifice, and when it's released, it naturally backfires.

But how could he be afraid of that? If it is normal, a thunderbolt can be crushed into powder immediately. At this time, the mind moves and remembers the several words recorded in the Maoshan Scripture, and suddenly laughs coldly, the hand strangling technique, and the words are read in the mouth.

“Woo...”

The skull flew around the house, dancing with oil lamps, but was bound by spells. It was neither dare to attack Wu Ming nor dare to break the window to escape.

“Disease!”

After the incense, Wu Ming opened his eyes and a drop of blood appeared on his finger, quickly falling out of the dark fog.

Grrr!

The sound of a thirsty ghost cow drinking came, the black fog flickered, the skull with its big mouth open, like contentment, swallowed the black gas, turned into an inky green jade charm, fell to the ground.

“This is the essence of the skeleton...”

Wu Ming picked up the jade charm, and the Heart God seemed to have a slight connection, put it away directly, and looked at the other objects in the bag.

This leather bag is not big, and there are not many of them.

With the merit of this old school, the magic apparatus for mustard seeds cannot be practiced, but there are many other clutter and miscellaneous objects hidden.

For example, a pair of paper horses, just stick it to your legs, and you can do the magic of divinity, 500 miles a day.

There are also a few paper men who can transform the heavenly soldiers, full of majesty.

“These are just small tricks, a pot of black dog blood on the scene, a few pieces of rotten peach tree can break, not to mention especially taboo military and noble... it's time to refine it again! ”

Nevertheless, Wu Ming estimated that the strengthening of the Maoshan Scripture, along with this scattered magic apparatus, could also be worth thousands of achievements in the main temple. If it is hit by ordinary returnees, it would be a good opportunity.

“What am I? Blessed by disaster? ”

Wu Ming smiled, turned and looked serious, the evil blessing relied on, the way of the heavens and the machines, the change of yin and yang, perhaps hidden in it?