Pindao should be robbed

Chapter 137 Chisuo Feihong
Longshan, in a secluded valley.

The pine and cypress trees, stubborn stones, flowers and plants in a radius of several miles were all removed by the body and spirit.

Yes, move it away without damaging the roots of trees, flowers and plants, just like moving the universe, the gods worked together to perform the transportation technique and cleared a field.

The center is made of bluestone into a alchemy platform, on which a three-foot small alchemy furnace has been burned red.

One by one wrestlers kept throwing firewood and charcoal into the bottom of the furnace, and the flames were burning, and a little high temperature leaked out, causing the void to distort.

"Agarwood and white sandalwood are two taels of money each, Cen Lingxiang is eight taels of money, and Scrophulariaceae is two catties..." Liu Qiao flicked the dust whisk on his arm.

If Liu Qiao was asked to refine golden pills and spirit pills, his skill of burning grass and making cauldrons was not up to standard, but to make a furnace of cinnabar, it was a matter of pinching.

The following Lushi followed his advice and poured the medicinal materials that had been weighed in advance and processed into powder into the furnace.

Put the medicine into the furnace and increase the firepower, and Liu Qiao occasionally spit out Samadhi fire to help.

"Tim mica weighs six taels a catty, and cinnabar two catties and seven taels..."

"Huhu..." The mica entered the furnace, and instantly ignited the inside of the pill furnace, like gunpowder, making a "chi chi" sound.

At this time, as soon as the cinnabar enters the furnace, it is rolled up by the flames in the furnace, and "crackling" hits the furnace wall, like fried jelly beans, and like a pot of iron sand rolling in the furnace.

Burning like this, I don't know how many bunches of firewood and piles of charcoal were used, and the sun hangs from the center to the west.

Liu Qiao, who had been sitting with eyes closed all this time, suddenly opened his eyes, counted with his fingers, got up and said, "Use rootless water, turn on the furnace!"

These wrestlers also practiced alchemy with Liu Qiao before, so they naturally know what rootless water means.

The powerful man took a bowl of clean water and poured it from outside the mouth of the alchemy furnace, white smoke rose up like "chi chi", as if pouring water on a fire.

"Kang Dang..." Another four warriors stepped forward, extinguished the fire platform, and opened the furnace cover.

Liu Qiao went up to take a look, nodded in satisfaction and said, "Okay, okay, I just need to feed the centipede for seven days, and the poor will learn another great law..."

In the dark furnace, there is a pile of silver-white gravel, full of grains, as big as a meson, like a piece of silver sand, piled on the bottom of the furnace.

Liu Qiao put away the refined cinnabar in the furnace, smiled lightly and walked towards the alien centipede hiding in the crevice of the stone.

"Little boy, hurry up and eat..."

"Huchi..." The centipede shook its head and struggled, but couldn't resist.

……

In the territory of Wuguan, among the mountains and mountains, densely packed troops, three or five people in a row, the armor refracts light like a snake Lin, walking hard on the mountain road.

In the ranks of the Chinese army, an octogenarian man with a wide robe and long sleeves, and a golden crown with silk strips, was riding on the back of a ten-meter-tall black unicorn.

"Ji Li, what is the steep mountain ahead?" asked the old man, waving his whip.

A young general in black armor came forward immediately and said: "Go back to the old master, that side is Huanghua Mountain!"

Hearing the words, the grand master opened his divine eyes on his forehead, looked at it from a distance of a hundred miles, waved his hand and said: "I see that the mountain seems to have the aura of war in ambush, so I ordered to camp and rest."

"Yes..." Several military academies hurried down to pass orders to set up camp for a rest. It wasn't a real rest, but for the soldiers to put on their armor, and the sergeants took their weapons to be on guard.

In a real march, a pair of armor weighs tens of catties, and no one can wear it all the time for thousands of miles. They are all put on the cart, marching naked, and only put on the armor when waiting for the battle.

Ji Li was puzzled and said: "This is the territory of Wuguan, the area under the jurisdiction of the imperial court. It is impossible for Qi thieves to cross Wuguan and come to ambush."

Grand Master Wen shook his head and said, "It's not like a sergeant, but like a group of grassroots bandits. In this world...a group of grassroots bandits are like robbing the imperial army..."

"The old man went to find out, Ji Li, you are here to command the sergeant..."

Ji Li bowed and said: "As ordered..."

I heard that the grand master patted the ink unicorn, and the strange beast wrapped its hooves in the clouds, as if it was flying on the clouds and riding the fog. It was about a hundred miles away from the ground and reached the top of the mountain in a short time.

"Sure enough, there is an ambush..." Grand Master Wen looked over quietly.

Behind the mountain, there are about tens of thousands of grass bandits in ragged clothes, holding bamboo spears and rattan cards.

When the grand master was watching, he shouted loudly from the side and rushed forward.

The face is like indigo, the hair is like cinnabar, the fangs are growing up and down, and holding a big ax, he comes astride.

Seeing his appearance, the grand master said to himself: "The appearance of his generation is not like ordinary people, but like a stranger. He is really a hero. If he can subdue him and flatten Xiqi, it will also help him."

"You old man, how dare you spy on my military plane, and take it!" The blue-faced man was also reckless, seeing the grand master sitting on a unicorn, he didn't feel any difference, swung his mountain ax and shouted to kill.

The grand master hurriedly took the double whip to block it, whipped the ax back and forth, and fought for two rounds. After hearing that the grand master slapped his mount, he turned around and walked away.

The blue-faced general yelled, and rode his horse to catch up with the grand master.

Wen Taishi heard the bell ringing behind his ears, pinched the golden talisman, and the five elements of Yuanshen flashed, turned around and pointed with the golden whip, and shouted: "Here!"

"Kangdang...boom..." Several explosions sounded, and several golden walls were built on the ground, as high as mountains and as thick as city walls.

The four golden walls wrapped the blue-faced man in it, and he couldn't break free.

But the grand master's five escapes are perfect, he has practiced supernatural powers, and his thoughts can be activated immediately, with infinite magical effects, so that Jin Dun can hide that man.

"What did the old thief do to my elder brother!" a loud shout came from the bottom of the hillside.

There are also two warriors, each of them is two feet tall, one with a green face and beard holding a spear as fierce as a dragon, and the other with a blue face and hooked mouth, like a thunder god, and a golden double whip.

Behind these two weirdos, they led a group of minions, armed with knives and spears, and surrounded the Grand Master Wen.

Wen Taishi pointed at the golden whip and said, "Come on slowly, you two!"

The two weirdos were surprised when they saw the grand master's three eyes. They shouted and asked: "Who are you, you dare to commit a crime here, and take my brother there? Send it back properly, and spare your life!"

"Haha, just now, the blue-faced man wanted to kill me, but he was whipped to death by the old man..." Grand Master Wen laughed loudly.

The faces of those two people changed drastically, and they were furious. One shot and the other double whips, and they came to beat Wen Taishi one after another.

The grand master swung his whip to meet him, rushed up and down, three riders joined each other, and there were two in the fight. The grand master turned the unicorn again and walked eastward.

Those two strange men were furious, and they chased after them with their horses. The grand master repeated his old tricks, his mind was moved, and the surrounding world changed.

With a single finger of the golden whip, blue sea water emerged out of thin air, and the green-faced and bearded general, together with tens of thousands of minions, escaped into the water without struggling.

With another finger, the endless branches of trees in the mountain are like iron trees blooming, and the thorns spread far and wide, trapping the blue-faced thunder-mouthed weirdo in an instant.

When he was in the middle, the sky yelled again: "You are a thief, beat my brother to death, how can you let you be the only child, take your life!"

The sound was like the chant of an old dragon, like the sound of a thunderbolt, shaking the clouds and mist in the sky.

The grand master turned his head to look, but he was a strange person, with his ribs ringing and his wings flying like thunder.

This person has a face like a jujube, wears a tiger head crown, holds a pair of drill hammers, and strikes a thunderbolt from the clear sky, with fangs and sharp mouth, he is really vicious.

"What a miraculous hero!" The grand master said joyfully without being surprised.

"Among the five escapes, you can't escape this person..." The grand master looked at him with Fayan, and knew that this strange person was mysterious, and he was born to hold the cardinal of Yin and Yang, so the five escapes could not escape him.

The grand master made a decision, pointed the golden whip in his hand towards a big mountain, pointed three fingers, and shouted: "Move the mountain!"

"Boom..." There was a loud noise, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was collapsing, a huge mountain rose from the ground, and flew over very fast.

"Ah..." Before the winged and red-faced weirdo could reach the Grand Master, he was crushed by the falling of the mountain.

However, he was born with supernatural powers and was extremely powerful. He was suppressed by this mighty mountain, not only did he not die, but he continued to struggle, as if he wanted to lift the mountain away.

"Ah...Boom..." The red-faced weirdo roared, and he turned his back on the mountain, almost pushing it up. He was really similar to the Sun Dasheng under the Five Elements Mountain.

"Go!" Wen Taishi was a little surprised, and pointed out the golden whip again, the five elements escape technique was activated, and a golden wall spread in a short time, welding the mountain and the ground to death.

Now the red-faced weirdo can no longer struggle, the five elements Taoism, material transformation, turning water into oil, turning stone into gold, just wait.

At this time, the mountain connects to the ground ten thousand feet deep, not to mention that even if he has infinite divine power, it is difficult for him to struggle out like opening the earth and opening the sky.

Hearing that the grand master turned to Mo Qilin and approached, he swung his whip at the exposed head and beat it.

The man hurriedly begged for mercy: "Teacher, don't hit me, the disciple is convinced, I am willing to surrender! I am willing to surrender!"

The grand master drew back his whip and said with a smile: "You don't know me. The old man is the grand master and Shangfu, the son of heaven, and he is going to Xiqi with an army. You dare to ambush the imperial army. This is a death penalty!"

"Grand Master! You are Wen Grand Master!" The red-faced man admired him all over his face: "Damn it, if I knew it was the Grand Master passing by, how dare we deceive my heart and offend the Grand Master's beauty."

Wen Taishi said: "You want to die or live now. If you want to live, I will show you a clear way. Follow me to Xiqi to calm the chaos. When you succeed, you can also wear beautiful clothes and jade belts."

"If the grand master doesn't give up, I would like to worship as the grand master!" The red-faced man said happily.

The grand master nodded when he heard the words, and waved his hand, the mountain flew back to its original position like a goose feather blown by the wind.

"Grand Master, I still have a few brothers, please let them go, we brothers are of the same mind, and we are all willing to serve Grand Master!" said the red-faced man with wings.

The grand master didn't doubt it either, and accepted the supernatural powers as he said, and released the previous three together.

The four of them muttered to each other for a long time, and they all came to pay homage to Wen Zhongdao: "I am willing to do my best for the Grand Master!"

"Haha, okay, what are your four names?" Grand Master Wen asked with satisfaction.

The man with the fangs and the axe who came out first said: "The last general Deng Zhong, pay homage to the Grand Master!"

The one with the red face and two wings, and the one with the hammer and chisel also bowed: "The last general Xin Huan, pay homage to the grand master!"

With a green face and curly beard, he bowed with a gun: "The last general, Zhang Jie, pays homage to the Grand Master!"

Finally, the one with the blue face and the two copper whips also bowed: "The last general Tao Rong, pay homage to the Grand Master!"

"Good! Good! Good!" The grand master was overjoyed, saying three good words in succession.

Immediately said: "I see that the four martial arts are superb, and first pack up the food and grass troops, and follow me back to the camp, and then join the craftsmen, and I will fight with you to put on armor!"

It turned out that these four people were not others, but the generation of Linlong in the world who were called by the gods to ask for titles from the lower realms, and they were called Deng, Zhang, Xin, and Tao Sitianjun.

Speaking of this, the reputation may not be obvious, but when it comes to Sun Dasheng's troubles in the Heavenly Palace and the Lingxiao Palace, Lei Zu transferred 36 Tianjun members to gather the Great Sage, and the fight was evenly divided.

Among them are Deng, Zhang, Xin, and Tao, the four heavenly monarchs, and the rest are Ma, Zhao, Wen, Guan, etc., collectively called ten heavenly monarchs.

After subduing the Four Heavenly Monarchs, I heard that the Grand Master rested in Huanghua Mountain for half a day, and the three armies pulled out their camps, continued to leave the pass, and headed west.

Not far away, I saw another mountain, stretching for thousands of miles and ridges, which is steep and steep, needless to say.

The key point is that at the foot of the mountain, beside the road, there is a stone tablet. I don't know who put it on it, but it is newly erected.

The grand master glanced at the words on the stone tablet, narrowed his eyes and said, "Juelongling! What a Juelongling!"

Seeing that Deng Zhong, Xin Huan and others were puzzled, the grand master explained: "I used to be a teacher of the overseas Penglai immortals for [-] years. Absolutely!"

Deng Zhong and others laughed and said: "The grand master's words are wrong. Auspicious people have their own celestial features. How can a man determine misfortune and fortune based on one word? Besides, Xiqi is no more than a warlock of the demon party. The grand master's great method can be flattened with a wave of his hand." ..."

Wen Zhong's heart was covered with a layer of haze, but he smiled on his face, not caring about his appearance, and ordered the three armies to rush to Xiqi as soon as possible.

……

Just when I heard that Grand Master passed Juelongling.

In Zhongnan Mountain, in a quiet valley, there are only flying eaves and brackets, courtyards, terraces and pavilions, like a fairyland outside the world.

In the fairyland, there are several Taoists, all with silk strips of crane cloaks, wearing clouds and hazy clouds, holding dust whisks, or sitting cross-legged on the altar table, talking and laughing with each other.

Among them, there is an old Taoist with two claws in buns, black and white soap robes, and an ancient and clumsy appearance.

At this time, there was a sound of wind in the sky, like thunder, and a man with an indigo face, red hair and fangs, and a copper stick in his hand fell down on the ground, and bowed to all the immortals.

A Taoist with hydration color, tied with silk strips, wearing a high bun and short beard said: "My apprentice Lei Zhen, is it possible to get things done?"

"Master, I have found the path he must pass, and carved a stone tablet [Juelong Ridge] and planted it, he must have seen it..." Lei Zhenzi replied in a buzzing voice.

Then he said: "He seems to have seen me, but he didn't say anything, just paused for a moment, and then led the army to the west again..."

Yun Zhongzi heard the words, and sighed: "The days are numbered, he will be like this, if he doesn't listen to his teacher, since we can't persuade him, then we can't."

At this time, the skinny old Taoist in the black and white Taoist robe on the top, with both hands holding a bun, smiled and said: "Don't worry, I have already agreed with the Holy Mother, this disciple of him cannot die, he must use the word "extremely", and it will cost you Such a scheming, it's not a fault of him."

"Master Dieng Deng is right..." All the immortals nodded and said.

Taoist Ran Deng didn't say much, he just asked Yun Zhongzi: "The thing I told you to practice, is it finished yet?"

"There are still some materials missing, and it will take at least 48 days to be out of the oven..." Yun Neutron shook his head.

"His five escapes are superb, this matter is of great importance, fellow Taoist in the cloud, you should know..." the old Taoist burning lamp said quietly.

"It's easy to save, Mr. Randeng, don't worry..." Yun Zhongzi nodded quickly.

……

In Longshan, it has been seven days since Liu Qiao made cinnabar.

At this time, in front of the nameless valley, a big centipede shook its head and ran wildly, surrounded by all warriors and heavenly soldiers, armed with knives, guns and axes.

However, when the knife and gun landed on the centipede, only sparks were seen flying around, as if there was nothing there.

Liu Qiao twirled his fingers and made a decision: "Definitely!"

"Huchi..." The centipede that was scurrying all over the ground suddenly stopped, only its eyes rolled around, anxious, but its whole body was like a ghost pressing a bed, unable to move at all.

But Liu Qiao said with satisfaction: "What a wicked beast, I don't know how many elixirs I have eaten the seven-day cinnabar of the poor, and now I dare to resist!"

The centipede resisted very much at first, ate the cinnabar and vomited it out again, but Liu Qiao found out that after being hung up and whipped three hundred times, the centipede never dared to vomit again.

However, after swallowing the cinnabar for the first time, the centipede ate it like a taste, and felt that his spirituality was getting stronger and stronger, and his wisdom was getting higher and higher.

From the instinctive IQ of a baby, it has now risen to the level of a three-year-old child.

The centipede has gained wisdom, knowing that he can't beat the "wicked person" in front of him, and he can't resist. Since he can't resist, he can only accept it happily...

"It's so fragrant..." Centipede.

Every time the centipede took cinnabar for a day, he felt that his spirituality had skyrocketed again. He understood what he didn't understand before, and he understood what he didn't understand before.

With the growth of "intelligence", the strength and supernatural power of the centipede are increasing rapidly.

Thinking of swallowing his anger, only waiting for one day to kill this hateful "evil person"

The centipede, who is just reckless and rejoicing at the growth of his own intelligence every day, did not realize that with the growth of intelligence, the connection between the soul and the body is getting weaker and weaker.

After Liu Qiao stopped the centipede, he waved his hand, dozens of warriors rushed up and carried the centipede into the cave.

In the cave, more than a dozen strong men, holding hook knives, machetes, oil pans, burning coals, and dozens of instruments of torture have already been prepared.

"Infinite longevity, boy! You are blessed again..." Liu Qiao looked at the centipede and smiled.

There is a saying in the secret technique: take cinnabar for seven days, and the little beast will gradually grow spiritually. You should torture it to death, and use its overwhelming resentment to refine the magic talisman.

And this resentment, that is, the true spirit and true nature of the little beast, burns its sloughs, like a fairy transforming into a fairy, and uses its soul to suck up the body.

In this way, there is spirit and nature, form and quality, and both form and quality are formed. It can be big or small, can be hidden or visible, and transform into a red cord and immortal body.

"Whew..." the centipede had panic in its eyes, and was carried into the cave by the wrestlers.

Liu Qiao waved his hand, indicating that the Yellow Turban Wrestlers could start, and walked out of the cave with his hands behind his back.

Yellow Turban Warriors were sacrificed by evil spirits, and they were extremely venomous during their lifetime. Of course, they knew how to make a living creature die with resentment and viciousness.

After a while, the bone was scraped with a knife in the cave, the sound of sharp blades cutting flesh sounded, and the centipede screamed and wailed continuously from outside the cave.

"There is no hell in this world. No one can repay you for your evil deeds. Tormenting you by the poor is considered punishment... Anyway, you won't really die..." Liu Qiao said inwardly.

The five prisons grind the body, and Yuanzhen surpasses form and spirit.

There is a kind of fairy art in later generations, that is, by torturing the body and suffering until death, in order to redeem the sins of the past life, and with a burst of resentment, the soul can linger and transform into a ghost-like fairy.

It is somewhat similar to this technique, which can save a lot of hard work and accumulation, and directly form a detached form in one step.

This kind of immortal can also be regarded as a kind of ghost fairy, and the ghost fairy is Liu Qiao's current state of yin and spirit.

If Liu Qiao is dead now and does not make it to the list of gods, he will be freed and become a ghost fairy, living in the world for a hundred years, or directly reincarnated.

The reason why the centipede is said to be blessed is that Liu Qiao has spent countless years of hard work, water and fire, and accumulated energy to become the Yin God since he practiced.

And the centipede takes the cinnabar to nourish the spirit, and just suffers a lot of flesh and blood, and can escape from the yin spirit.

For a monster who has no magic power and practice, it is simply a step up to the sky.

In the yin, he is detached, and his will is persistent. Although he is called an immortal, he is actually a ghost.

It's just that compared to a ghost full of resentment, he has no mind of his own.

Guixian is a ghost of clarity, possessing the mana of a fierce ghost, but also has the morality and thought of a living person.

The screams in the cave continued for several days and nights, Ling Chi, oil cooking, burning the wound, all kinds of tortures were given to Centipede Jing.

Up to this time, there was no sound in the cave. Liu Qiao sat in front of the cave and closed his eyes in silence.

"My lord, that little demon can't stand it anymore, he's about to lose his temper..." the yellow scarf warrior came to report.

Liu Qiao dragged his whisk and walked into the cave with the pen, ink and cinnabar that had been prepared.

The ground was full of stumped limbs, minced meat, and green and black bloodstains everywhere, and the body of the centipede, which was more than ten feet long, was gone.

The biggest one was a big head, which was placed on the ground, dying, with resentment in its dull eyes.

Liu Qiao didn't care, and clapped his hands and said: "Now that your sins are gone, you can be free!"

As soon as the words fell, only the centipede's head was left, and the pair of narrow eyes lost the last trace of expression.

Liu Qiao's face became solemn, and he quickly sat down on the ground, his lips moved slightly, and he uttered a series of awkward mantras.

Following the chanting of Chisuo's mantra, black smoke floated up from the centipede's broken body, and traces of black air fell again, until finally only a little bit of pure aura gathered.

"Om!" Liu Qiao opened his eyes anxiously, recited the Om mantra, and kept the aura lingering, the pen in his hand moved like a dragon and snake, and quickly drew a talisman.

Ingest the spiritual light into the talisman, and the cinnabar light on the talisman flickers like a smear of blood.

The atmosphere in the cave was weird and gloomy. A Taoist sat cross-legged, chanting mantras and drawing symbols constantly.

Not long after, Liu Qiao stopped his pen and drew 21 spells. He got up and said, "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, now this work will be completed, only the last step..."

He also ordered the warriors of the yellow turban to collect the scattered and broken sloughs of the centipede essence, set the fire on the furnace, and burn them into the furnace together.

Dissecting the corpse of an immortal is not simply a matter of removing the primordial spirit.

Instead, use various means to take away the essence in the physical body, and soon, the physical body will naturally disappear, this is "emergence and super-elevation"

And the last step of this skill is the same, use the charm to absorb the aura, refine the spell, and use the rest of the body essence to burn and sacrifice the spell.

……

In a blink of an eye, seven days passed. During the day, Liu Qiao chanted the mantra of secret techniques, set fire to the remains of the centipede to refine its essence, and swallowed three talismans at night when no one was around.

Along with this process, I only felt a burst of red qi, which was gradually cultivated. This qi seemed to be inside the body, like mana, and seemed to be somewhere outside the body.

Accompanied by the refining of the essence of the centipede's slough, more and more spells were refined, and this energy became stronger and stronger.

On the seventh day and night, at the third watch, Liu Qiao swallowed the last talisman in the deep mountains, and closed his eyes to feel it.

After a while, he opened his eyes, and there was a red light in his eyes, which seemed to be brightly lit in the dark night.

"It's done..." Liu Qiao stood up calmly and said.

Chanting the mantra, in the dark, the red energy was mobilized, and he twirled his fingers.

The outside world only saw a ray of red light rising from Liu Qiao's fingertips, and it was about ten feet long in a short while.

Turned into a centipede form, seemingly virtual and real, flying with hundreds of feet, soaring through the clouds and riding the fog.

"Let's have an audition..." Liu Qiao said inwardly.

Where the thought moved, a red light flashed, and within a few seconds there was a big centipede, as big as a flying dragon and as fast as lightning.

Nibbled lightly on that cliff, "click" like biting tofu, and bit down half of the cliff into his stomach.

Liu Qiao changed the spell again, and the red dragon several tens of feet shrunk down to the size of a finger, and a red light flew all over the sky.

Sometimes it turns into a red line, sometimes it turns into a red light, just like a flying sword, as expected, it can be as big or small as you like, and you can hide and hide as you like.

"Okay! This secret technique is even more mysterious than I imagined, and the most important thing is that it doesn't need to consume mana..." Liu Qiao said with a little joy.

Sure enough, it is worthy of the name of secret art. In this world, those who can be called secret art are all fierce and fierce, and they can show their strength for a while.

Looking at Liu Qiao's two secret arts, one of Tiangang Qi and the other of Chisuo, in terms of power and mystery, they are not inferior to Taoism, and their cultivation is not as complicated and obscure as Taoism.

Moreover, the secret technique does not require mana. According to Yang Jian, the method of the Nine Turns Yuan Gong is also a kind of secret technique.

(End of this chapter)