"You saw it too?"
Wu Ming looked around and saw Shan Lan's three equally dull expressions.
"us… "
Shan Lan and Ling Guhong both had bitter faces: "When did you choose the camp of kindness?"
"how could I know?"
Wu Ming felt a little depressed, because this task seemed ironic: "However... since I have accepted the task, I can only work hard to complete it. Fortunately, we don't have to be directly hostile to the Black Mountain Lord, and the Black Mountain City God can help on the one hand..."
Even so, the hearts of several people are naturally heavy and unspeakable when they hear that they may face the Heishan Lord who is 300 miles away.
"Mission change... Do you want to notify the one who kills thousands of swords?"
Shan Lan's complexion changed a little, but she still said: "Although that man is only a small leader of the Blood Alliance, he can mobilize some resources..."
"I'm afraid...it's not that simple..."
But Wu Ming sighed: "How do you know that the other party has the same mission as ours? If it's different, wouldn't it be for nothing?"
"It's..."
Both Lin Qizhi and Ling Guhong's expressions changed, and Shan Lan even said: "Yes, I didn't think about it, thank you Wuming for your reminder!"
Seeing this, Wu Ming immediately knew that these three people were obviously under too much pressure, and they were all a bit confused.
My heart trembled even more: "Could it be that the divine way in this world is so powerful?"
At this time, they didn't say much, they chatted for a while, they didn't have any desire to continue, they went back to the wing room, and fell asleep.
into the night.
Dark clouds obscured the sun, the county had a curfew, and it was even more difficult to see a light in ancient times. When Zi Chou was born, the world was dark.
In the wing room, Wu Ming was lying down with his clothes on, his breath was even and long, seemingly absent, and there was a faint gleam on his face, looming.
Spirit turtle cultivates qigong for the upper body, and practice it to the point of perfection, even in sleep, there is also progress.
"Gulu!"
At this time, the window moved, and something seemed to come in from the darkness.
As soon as the object rolled in the room, it turned into a human form, with sharp nails on both hands, and rushed towards the couch.
boom!
Just when the dark green nails were about to stain Wu Ming's clothes, a layer of golden light suddenly emerged, and the whole room was filled with brilliance.
"ah!"
The figure let out a high-pitched and shrill scream, revealing a horrifying face with disheveled hair, blue-faced fangs, looking at the golden light on Wu Ming's body in amazement, and wanted to retreat.
"There really are ghosts?"
Wu Ming opened his eyes, watched quietly, and the corners of his eyes twitched again: "I didn't offend anyone, but someone offended me, good! Very good!"
Not much to say, a piece of talisman flew out and stuck on the door frame, the whole room seemed to have a flash of grandeur, crystal clear glass, more like a copper wall and iron wall, this ghost gathered and scattered invisible, when it bumped into it at this time, it screamed Once again, it was bounced back.
"Is this a ghost driven by people?!"
Wu Ming's eyes were full of eagerness, and he jumped up from the bed carelessly, like a tiger descending a mountain. While roaring, he punched out, and his true energy drove a strong wind, creating an air current in the room.
"Chirp!"
The ghost's thin figure is like paper, but facing Wu Ming's punch, it floats back, like a small boat in the raging waves, no matter how high the wind and waves are, it can't capsize.
It's just that seeing Wu Ming's vigor and masculinity at this time, he didn't dare to step forward to offend him, and kept hitting windows and doors.
"Tsk tsk... sure enough... before the martial arts are congenital and the energy and spirit are condensed, they can only protect the body, can't they cause harm to this invisible thing?"
Warriors are masculine, if they have no fear in their hearts, ordinary ghosts will naturally be unable to get close to them, but at this time they can only protect themselves.
But when it comes to congenital, and even the cultivation of stellar qi, the gathering of qi, blood and spirit in the moves is different. The fist wind can even hurt ghosts and evil ghosts!
However, Wu Ming is only at the peak of his true energy at this time, and his energy is still a bit short of being able to be finally condensed, so naturally this is the effect.
"Warriors before the sixth level of physical body, if they want to deal with ghosts, they can only..."
Wu Ming flicked his finger, pierced his index finger with his nails, squeezed out a drop of bright red like agate, crystal clear blood, flung out his teeth and claws like a mocking ghost.
boom!
A red shadow flashed in the wind of the fist, rushing past the ghost's chest.
"ah!"
The ghost let out a scream, a big hole was opened in its chest, its figure became slack for a while, fear even appeared in its pupils, and it quickly slammed into the window, like a trapped wild animal.
"It is an ordinary person who bites the blood of the tip of the tongue. Shaoyang also has the ability to ward off ghosts, especially for warriors... To deal with this ghost, the blood of the tip of the tongue is not even needed. Ordinary blood is enough... Of course, you must You have to be in the peak state of a warrior. If you are seriously injured, or even have fear in your heart, your energy, energy, and spirit cannot be integrated into the blood, but it will not have much effect... "
Wu Ming remembered one more thing.
"What's up?"
Shanlan's exclamation came from outside, accompanied by a loud and clear sword cry.
Obviously, it was this slapstick that made the few people around them aware of it.
Seeing this, Wu Ming didn't feel in the mood to experiment. He drew out the peach wood sword and slashed it a few times. The ghost's screams dissipated, and the black air slowly melted away under the golden light.
"What happened?"
After a few breaths, the voices of Shan Lan and Ling Guhong came in.
Wu Ming opened the door, and even saw Confucian scholar Lin Qizhi walking out of the house. Obviously, in this mission world, these people couldn't be completely at ease, and they would become vigilant when they heard troubles.
"It's okay to be disturbed by an uninvited guest..."
At this time, Wu Ming naturally cleaned up all the things that obstructed the eyes, his clothes were neat and his face was calm, which made Shan Lan and Ling Gu Hongdun feel unfathomable.
"You... what are you going to do?"
Seeing Wu Ming walking out of the courtyard, Shan Lan couldn't help asking.
"It's a good deal of courtesy!"
A cold light flashed in Wu Ming's eyes, and he sneered.
If you don't take revenge and go back, do you really think he made it for the ooze? Moreover, as soon as the task was released, it attracted attacks, which immediately made Wu Ming think of it.
"Judging from this ghost, the person behind it is obviously not very strong, not even a monk, at most, he is a first-class charlatan who has learned how to manipulate ghosts..."
'And... not too far away...'
Wu Ming turned over the wall, flying like a civet cat, with a cold look on his face...
…
"Ah... my little devil... my little devil is broken!"
Just before, when Wu Ming was beheading ghosts, not far from the inn, in a small courtyard, in a wing room, a man with a horse face was bleeding from his nostrils, screamed, his muscles were twitching, and he was dripping with cold sweat, as if he was bearing a huge burden. pain of.
"Then... that god damn, actually killed my little devil... ah... this hatred is irreconcilable, I want his whole family to die!"
After taking a rough breath, the horse-faced man turned over and got up, his face was pale, and there was piercing hatred in his eyes.
Near him, Tu Yanghao and another member of the blood alliance also had an unpleasant look on their faces: "Ma Laosan... We all know your skills. It seems that this time the other party has a capable person..."
Tu Yanghao looked around again, causing the trembling newcomers to tremble: "We can't stay here anymore, let's leave immediately!"
The laws of the county are strict, and there are ghosts and gods in this world, so this is especially taboo.
Needless to say, the entire Heitai County is actually still under the jurisdiction of the City God. Although the county is vast and tens of thousands of people may not notice it, it is always a trouble.
"My kid..."
Ma Laosan, on the other hand, had a mournful face, feeling more distressed than his own son's death.
"I told you earlier... This method of enslaving ghosts, feeding ghosts with your body, hurting others first, and backlash, is much inferior to the orthodox five ghosts of Taoism... This time is definitely not an opportunity, Abandon this little technique as soon as possible, and change to a new one!"
A young man standing next to Tu Yanghao spoke.
When he was silent, he was ordinary, just like an ordinary person, but when he spoke now, he was very methodical, and he seemed to have a certain majesty, which made Tu Yanghao dare not speak, and Ma Laosan even nodded in agreement .
But after Ma Laosan nodded, he smiled wryly again.
Of course he also wanted to practice Taoism orthodox, but how expensive is this kind of exercise? For example, the Taoist method of transporting the five ghosts covers the supernatural powers of catching ghosts, raising ghosts, altars, sacrifices, ghost food, mantras, etc., refining ghosts out, like arms and fingers, very powerful , there is absolutely no danger of backlash, but the asking price is also terrifyingly high, a total of two hundred great achievements! In exchange for the main shrine, it would require a full 2,200 minor merits, which would not be raised even if he was sold.
Not to mention, after buying the magic formula, you will always need the matching magic weapon, and even raise ghosts in the shade, and finally you have to catch the powerful ghosts by yourself, scattered and scattered, and even three thousand small skills can't be collected. live!
With the wealth he has accumulated from several reincarnation missions, it would be exhausting to be able to exchange for this 'ghost-feeding technique', and he dare not think about anything else.
At this time, the young man continued: "Of course... I also know that it is not easy for you to cultivate. After this time, I can borrow your merits. This time, it will be considered a failure and then a success. If you survive a catastrophe, you will have future blessings!"
"Thank you Mr. Zheng, thank you Mr. Zheng!"
In the main temple, borrowing meritorious deeds on credit is simply a life-saving grace. Ma Laosan was grateful and thanked him again and again, thinking to himself: "This Mr. Zheng Qian, Zheng, is rumored to have a lot of background. His brother In the high position of the Blood Alliance, even Boss Tu has to be careful..."
But I have a little idea of hugging my thigh.
He looked at Tu Yanghao's face again, saw that he was calm and not angry, and secretly made up his mind.
"But what you said before, Lao Tu, is right. You can't live here, so let's go!"
Seeing that Ma Laosan had been subdued, Zheng Qian nodded slightly.
Those who can survive several missions in the main temple are not easy to deal with.
Although this Ma Laosan has no style and a wretched appearance, his fate is Yin, he can practice the method of raising ghosts, and he can be considered a talent regardless of size.
Although he relied on his elder brother, no one dared to bully him for a while, but how terrifying is the main temple? Even the blood alliance is just a struggling ant, so it is natural to make more preparations and strengthen your own strength.