Retrograde fairy way

Those monks who formed alchemy were all disciples of these five people. Hearing this, they dared not take any action immediately, and stepped aside one after another to wait.

For those monks who were only poisoned, these antidotes were naturally cured, but the five Nascent Soul monks were restrained by Zhang and Li alone.

This is what the two of them deliberately did for safety reasons. After all, it is extremely difficult for a monk of the same rank to be infected by a monk of the same rank. The special poison was given to them by Li Batian.

"excuse me!"

Seeing Guan Yongshan shouting away a group of disciples, Wang Mo clasped his fists together in a salute, and then made a formula with both hands.

"Fellow Daoist, just do what you can!"

On Guan Yongshan's slightly aged cheeks, there was a dignified look.

The rest of the people stepped aside a bit nervously, they knew very well what kind of restriction they were under, so how could it be a simple method to restrain their cultivation?

hum!

I saw Wang Mo's hands waving quickly, posing in a strange pose, and then pressing down hard on Guan Yongshan Tianling who had already sat cross-legged and put himself in the right pose.

If it wasn't for the previous exchanges between the two sides, outsiders would probably think that this powerful formula is intended to kill Guan Yongshan after seeing it.

"rise!"

There was a flash of light in Wang Mo's eyes, his right hand grabbed his heavenly spirit, and he let out a loud shout, his left hand rushed to his dantian like a right hand like lightning.

This Guan Yongshan is also a bachelor, whether it is Tianling or Dantian, let alone a monk, even if he is a mortal, it is an extremely important fatal point. Seeing his defenseless appearance, it seems that he is letting Wang Mo swing.

Or, even if he wanted to take precautions, he couldn't take any measures.

Chi Chi Chi!

As the palm of Wang Mo's hand fell down, Guan Yongshan's Tianling and his dantian sneered, and amidst the crackling sound of subtle golden arcs, streaks of black and red mist began to appear.

When the mist suddenly appeared, there was a chilly aura, which was then severely annihilated by the golden arc.

Seeing this, the four Nascent Soul cultivators around felt the fluctuation of the golden arc, and their eyes moved slightly, looking at Wang Mo who was concentrating on casting spells, showing a look of thought.

Originally, when they heard Wang Mo's self-introduction, they were still a little uncertain about who had such a cultivation level and killed two Nascent Soul mid-stage monks. At this moment, they noticed the golden arc and immediately thought about it.

Among the four of them, a slightly old middle-aged cultivator looked at Wang Mo with fear in his eyes. He didn't even dare to look at Wang Mo's figure. He turned his head slightly aside for fear that Wang Mo would Mo noticed that he was average.

This person is none other than Tong Yansu who forced Wang Mo to become a master and wanted to refine him into a robot.

It's just that Tong Yansu, who was so anxious, didn't see that behind him, a young monk about 30 years old looked at Wang Mo with hope and resentment in his eyes. Complicated eyes fell on Tong Yansu, but they turned into a slightly evasive look of resentment.

Boom boom boom!

Just when the onlookers were paying close attention, there was a sound of gold and iron touching, and then twelve black and red rays of light suddenly appeared from Guan Yongshan's heavenly place, falling into Wang Mo's eyes in a flash. in the right hand.

Looking at his dantian again, like his celestial spirit, red lights suddenly appeared, but this time it was more than doubled.

"Humph!"

Guan Yongshan let out a muffled snort, his face was flushed red, there was a trace of pain in his eyes, but there was also a trace of excitement, and big drops of sweat kept sliding down.

Everyone looked intently, and saw half of the red awns stuck in his dantian, which were dark red finger needles exuding a strange and sinister aura.

"Fellow Daoist hold on!"

Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the half-drawn red light, and said in a deep voice.

"no problem!"

Guan Yongshan gritted his teeth tightly, and suddenly the light above his head burst out, as if he had been relieved from something.

"disease!"

Wang Mo nodded slightly, let out a deep drink, and suddenly bent his left hand slightly. With a crackling sound, the thin dark red needle half exposed was pulled out suddenly.

"puff!"

The moment the fine needle was taken out, a red glow suddenly appeared on Guan Yongshan's cheek, and then he opened his mouth to spit out a black blood arrow, but the aura around him suddenly rose, as thick as a mountain.

"Hahaha, thank you fellow daoist for your help. In the future, if you are asked to do anything, Guan will definitely do his best to help!"

Guan Yongshan showed joy, stood up excitedly, and bowed to Wang Mo with a loud laugh.

"Fellow daoist, please be polite, please let me take out the forbidden god needles for a few fellow daoists, I will talk about it in detail later!"

Wang Mo flipped his wrist, took out a jade box, and then made a few restraints with one hand, imprisoning the dark red needles one by one into the jade box, and then nodded slightly to him.

"Okay, the old man just got out of trouble, let's recover one or two first!"

Guan Yongshan glanced at the rest of the people, then walked aside, and then said: "When all fellow Taoists are out of trouble, I will have a drink and talk!"

"it is good!"

"well!"

The three Nascent Soul cultivators were all beaming, but Tong Yansu looked a little uneasy, as if he didn't know what to do.

Wang Mo didn't think it was too troublesome, and released the restrictions for the three of them one by one according to the restraint method he had obtained from the two people's spirits.

The monks in the mid-Yuanying stage were all restrained by 36 god-forbidden needles. Taking out one of these god-forbidden needles alone is nothing more than a middle-grade magic weapon, just like the one that Wang Mo accidentally obtained in the ancient Long Mountains. same.

However, the terrifying thing about this forbidden god needle is that it can hurt people's spiritual consciousness, and there is a toxin in it that can destroy spiritual consciousness.

This is a poisonous treasure specially aimed at the foundation of monks, and it is extremely cold.

Twelve roots seal the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, used by monks to mobilize magic power, 24 seal the dantian Yuanying, cut off the escape route of abandoning the body, when you want to torture the opponent, just activate the formation on it, you can Let a monk die in pain because of the destruction of his consciousness, but he is unable to get rid of it.

Guan Yongshan, a mid-Yuanying monk, used 36 of them. The same was true for another mid-Yuanying saint. The three early-Yuanying monks used half of them, [-] god-forbidden needles each.

In other words, if you want to imprison the late Nascent Soul cultivators, you need 72 Forbidden God Needles.

If there are enough of them and their spiritual consciousness is strong enough, it will be a big killer. For Wang Mo, it is also a good treasure.

What's more, among the storage rings of Zhang and Li, there are still quite a few, enough to form a set.

"Wang...you Wang Daoyou..."

When Wang Mo came in front of the last person, Tong Yansu, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva, smiled nervously, carefully shrank his neck, and took a few steps back.

Pfft!

It's just that when he retreated, the 30-year-old young man behind him took a few steps forward, knelt down in front of Wang Mo with a plop, his eyes were full of determination, and he kowtowed: "I still look at you, senior!" Kill this person, what this old thief has done is really heinous, and just now he has to rely on two evil thieves!"

"Liu Zhengfeng, what are you doing? This old man treats your Liu family well, you bastard!"

Seeing the young man, Tong Yansu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he shouted sharply with a hint of fear on his face.

Seeing Liu Zhengfeng trembling all over with one hand, if not for his lack of cultivation, he might have already slapped him to death.

But Wang Mo didn't stop him, and looked at it with great interest.

Not far behind him, since Tong Yansu appeared, his gaze has never left the cold smoke on his body. At this time, the beautiful eyes are already full of ice cold, and the delicate body trembled a few times, and slowly stepped forward.

Yang Shan'er didn't know why, but she had been with Han Yan for decades and had a very good relationship, so she naturally walked side by side with her.

"Do you treat my Liu family well?"

Liu Zhengfeng turned his head suddenly, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, he sneered and said, "Get rid of my father secretly, refine my second uncle into a robot, and let your Tong family take over all the assets of the clan. Thin?"

"You...for so many years, the old man has painstakingly trained you, doesn't he treat you well?"

Tong Yansu's face froze, his eyes rolled and his voice became stern.

"Hmph, painstakingly training me?"

Liu Zhengfeng ignored Tong Yansu's shout, lowered his head and said in a low voice, then suddenly raised his head, looked at Tong Yansu with resentment all over his face and said: "You just want to train me after I have succeeded in cultivation. Is it made into a robot? Didn’t the second uncle voluntarily be refined into a robot by you in order to save me, so he kept me so far?”

"You... how could you know?"

Tong Yansu was startled suddenly, with an expression of disbelief on his face, he stepped back a few steps and pointed at him.

"If you want people not to know, you have to do it yourself! You never dreamed that Zhixuan told me everything before she died, right?"

Liu Zhengfeng said with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"Zhixuan?"

Tong Yansu was stunned for a moment, then his face changed drastically, and he cursed viciously: "This evil person who eats inside and out, I should have killed her with a slap!"

"Senior, do you still remember Tong Zhixuan back then?"

Liu Zhengfeng gave him a mocking look, then turned to look at Wang Modao.

"Is this the granddaughter of this person?"

Wang Mo showed a hint of memory, and nodded slightly.

"Hehehe, Tong Yansu is not worthy of being an elder at all, what he did is simply a beast..."

Liu Zhengfeng smiled, but his face was full of sadness, and there were tears in his eyes.

"Shut up, Zhixuan is the daughter of my Tong family, the granddaughter of an old man. For the prosperity of the family, she should do her due responsibilities!"

Before he could finish speaking, Tong Yansu showed uneasiness, but still forced himself to calm down and shouted.

"Responsibility? Responsibility is that you, an old dog, took away your true yin, damaged your foundation, and lived forever and died?"

Liu Zhengfeng turned his head suddenly, staring at Tong Yan with red eyes and said solemnly.

"what?"

His speech was slow, and there was a gasp in the surroundings, full of disbelief, and there was also more contempt in Tong Yansu's eyes.

We all know how terrible it is for a woman's true yin to be taken away, especially for a female cultivator.

In the world of cultivation, if the true yin is taken away, it means that the foundation is damaged, the light ones cannot save their cultivation base, their lifespan cannot grow, and in the end they have to let their beauty grow old.

Those who are serious will die directly and turn into pink skeletons!

In the world of cultivation, women's true yin, except for a few rare secret techniques that can extradite the true yin from the body, the rest are all obtained through sexual intercourse.

With Tong Yansu's status at the time, it was absolutely impossible to obtain that precious secret technique.

In other words, for the breakthrough of his own cultivation, he actually did something that was worse than a beast to his granddaughter!