"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and cut open his head, and you'll know it at a glance."
Someone urged impatiently.
However, he had just finished speaking before he realized that the three-eyed people were killed by Fang Zheng, and Fang Zheng hadn't spoken yet, so how could it be their turn.
Looking at the body of the three-eyed man on the ground.
These people still feel as if they were dreaming yesterday, and the shock in their hearts has not yet calmed down.
Such a powerful three-eyed man finally died under the knife of the young man in front of him. He was the Yari tour envoy. With his spiritual energy revived, he stood at the top of the pyramid of practitioners.
This young man who came to the Gao family to rob relatives is even more terrifying than the three-eyed man!
When it comes to robbing relatives, they think of the fragrance of luck.
Immediately depressed.
Many of them have become the "godsons" and "goddaughters" of Yunshixiang.
Fangzheng didn't know that everyone present was waiting for his reply. At this time, after walking along the ancient painting of the mountain god's skin, he walked to the knife box, and he saw the fate of the last bit of incense ash standing on the knife box. fragrant.
I also noticed the "Five Ghosts Carrying Incense" that was broken in two at the middle, as if it had been broken abruptly.
"Brother Xiang is mighty!"
"Sure enough, it's my brother Xiang in society, Xiang doesn't talk too much!"
There was joy in Fangzheng's eyes.
I don't know that at the last moment, the three-eyed man was impartial and just hit the human skin scripture that he placed against his chest. Did the fragrance of luck play a role
Fangzheng is destined to never get an answer to this matter.
Unless Fortune Xiang can speak.
When Fangzheng put the Ghost Head Knife back into the knife case, he turned around, only then did he see that everyone was staring at him.
"Aren't you going to have your eyes removed? What are you watching me do?"
Fangzheng was puzzled.
Soon, Fangzheng knew the reason.
Fangzheng didn't have a special hobby of flogging corpses. He heard that he was going to pay for the surgery, let him open the skull and remove the eyes, but Fangzheng didn't do it, but asked someone else to do it.
Therefore, because this is the Gao family's home court, it was finally up to the Gao family's senior management to do it.
Fangzheng suddenly smelled the familiar body fragrance.
Turn around and look.
It was Gao Shuhua who came to him and stood quietly.
"Thanks."
At this time, Fang Zheng, who looked a little scary with his injuries, grinned and didn't care, then turned his head to look at the three-eyed man who was being dissected.
Even after the three-eyed man died, his body was still as firm as gold.
It took a lot of effort to cut the three-eyed man's body from the middle, from the chest and abdomen to the head.
Handfuls of dirt.
Filled with the body of the three-eyed person.
There is no trace of human flesh and blood at all.
Even though they had already been mentally prepared, the people present couldn't help being surprised.
And when the hardest skull was opened, there was no brain stem tissue inside, and it was also filled with mud.
Fangzheng inexplicably thought of internet words, poor enough to eat dirt? Brain into the sand
Then, the third eye of the three-eyed man was cut out with a knife.
Looking at the evil third eye, Fangzheng thought of the soul-guiding lamp corpse oil candle he had seen in the third eye during the battle.
"The eye has been dug out, but this eye looks normal, what should I do next?"
The high-ranking member of the Gao family who was in charge of dissecting the body of the three-eyed man held an eye in his hand and looked at the old woman standing in front of him.
The old woman pointed out: "Smash it directly."
This method is very simple, simply.
There was a crisp sound.
It sounded like a gem breaking.
"Um?"
"this… "
"how so?"
Suddenly there was a circle of exclamation.
After the human eye was smashed, there was no blood splatter as imagined, but it was smashed like a gem, and a white candle was sealed inside like an ant sealed in amber.
"It's dirt and white candles. No matter how I look at it, it looks a bit like a grave mound? Isn't the grave mound plus incense sticks and ingot paper money on the grave mound?"
Among the onlookers, someone whispered softly.
Unexpectedly, the old woman nodded, and the dignified look on the face became more serious: "It really is like this!"
"You're right, the soil in his body is indeed grave soil. The white candle in the third eye is the soul lamp."
What? !
Everyone was taken aback.
Quickly asked what is going on
What is the connection between the body stuffed with grave soil and the soul lamp, and the return of the soul
The old woman slowly began to tell all she knew.
"If the old man replaces the return of the soul with another more popular saying, the upper body of the ghost returns the yang, and the body is taken to continue the life. It should not be difficult for everyone present to understand, right?"
"Graves, soul-inducing lamps, and returning souls are not complicated to understand. Throughout history, from princes and aristocrats to practitioners like us, they can't avoid the 'search for elixir of life'. word."
"The apparent age of the three-eyed person in front of me may not be old, but he is in his prime. But his actual age may be older than you and me present. Maybe he has returned to his soul twice, or he may have already returned from the shell. Resurrection three times. Maybe his actual age is more than three hundred years old? Five hundred years old? A thousand years old? Faced with this long-lost immortality technique, everything may exist."
"Theoretically speaking, as long as there is no accident in the middle of the backdoor, as long as there is no accident in the middle of the backdoor, you can always go back to the soul and reincarnate life after life."
this…
It was the first time for the people present to hear such a secret, and they were all horrified.
Perhaps every family with a background has records of historical mysteries in this area, but that should be the core secret.
Ordinary people and ordinary high-level people cannot touch this kind of core mystery.
Even Fang Zheng was quite surprised when he heard it for the first time.
In the 5,000-year history, how many talented emperors through the ages have been able to defeat the temptation of the elixir in the end.
In their later years, they were all involved in large-scale construction, building Taoist palaces, and refining elixir for emperors. Or enshrine the Buddha as the national teacher, and find the art of life continuation for the emperor's family in the world like a sea of suffering.
Such legends are too numerous to mention.
But when the living example of the secret of immortality, which has always been thought to be just a fantasy, appeared in front of him, how could the people present not be surprised and shocked.
Fangzheng looked at the body of the three-eyed man whose body was stuffed with grave soil and corpse oil candles, his eyes flickered. There should be a lot of restrictions on this technique of immortality, right
Sure enough, the old woman continued to say: "This kind of immortality technique cannot be regarded as real immortality. After all, who would eat up all the dirt on his own grave after his death in order to pursue immortality? Light up an everlasting lamp to attract souls and keep your ghosts lingering? Imprison yourself in a grave for eternity? After all, the truth of this kind of immortality is just a dead person lying in his own grave in the end."
"The only difference is that this kind of person can walk freely with his own grave skin."
(end of this chapter)