Asking The Immortal Dao

As Qin Sang's heart moved, Yama who was hiding outside flew in, looking at Qin Sang with fearful eyes, and then immersed in Yama Banner.

There was a change on the surface of the Yama Banner, and the Yama pattern appeared again.

Qin Sang ordered it to come out, the flag surface was distorted, and Yama floated out from the Yama Banner again, standing in front of Qin Sang, looking very well-behaved.

Qin Sang knows that Yama is afraid of Jade Buddha, not himself, but he doesn’t care either. Recalling the text he just saw, he ordered: "Take me a Soul Pill."

Yama's eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and the fierce color on his face flashed away. He reluctantly opened his mouth and exhaled a cloud of black air. The black air quickly condensed into a dragon eye size Soul Pill, Qin Sang Catch it with your hand, the palm of your hand is cold.

Looking at Yama again, after spitting out Soul Pill, his figure erratic for a while, it seems to be weakened.

He suppressed his eagerness and ordered Yama to go back, clean up the messy bed, sit cross-legged, and hold the Soul Pill to stimulate the cultivation technique.

As stated in the text, Qin Sang immediately felt different when the cultivation technique started to work. After a circulation, the lifting effect is much better than before, and it is stronger than a medicated bath.

After the joy, Qin Sang was a little worried again. The text made it clear. If you want to get more Soul Pill in the future, you must let Yama devour the human Soul Spirit or Yin-Fiend Qi.

How does Qin Sang know what Yin-Fiend Qi is? Does he really want to become a human demon head?

A faint light came from outside the window, Qin Sang secretly sighed, and lay down in his clothes, don’t think about these annoying things, look inside, like a novel toy, turn around the whole body Non-stop.

In the end, I returned to the place of the soul, the yellow light outside the soul was still there, and the Buddha shadow was gone.

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Too much happened this night, his mood fluctuated, and it felt longer than a year.

Soon dawn, Qin Sang pretended to be fine, got up to burn fire, practice martial arts, and did morning class as usual, and waited until noon to pretend that he had just discovered Old Wu was dead, and he called Old Daoist with a panic on his face. Priest.

Daoist Priest Ji Xin really didn't find any doubts. He could only judge that Old Wu was pulling fiber every day, he was too tired, his body was exhausted, and he died of convulsions in his dream.

There is a self-protection dagger in Old Wu's relic, and some silver tael. When Old Daoist Priest asked Qin Sang to report to the government, Qin Sang added money to buy a thick coffin, and invited the residents in Taoist temple. Helped to bury Old Wu's body and relics, and found a grave in the mountainside, and buried it on the same day.

Old Wu has no relatives alive, and everything at the funeral is kept simple. Only Old Daoist Priest read him a few scrolls. Qin Sang squatted in front of the grave and burned a pot of paper money, and whispered: "Old Wu, Go down and have a good life, and I will help you find a kid in the future, and let you pass on the incense to Wu Family. Just look down."

Relatives or Yu Bei, others too. Song.

This world is too ordinary for dead people, and the atmosphere in the Taoist temple was the same that night.

But for Qin Sang, another annoyance was encountered at night. He found that after "Netherworld Sutra" was upgraded to the Second Layer, the improvement of the cultivation by the medicated bath became minimal, which made him want to use The idea of ​​Soul Pill and medicated bath in combination with cultivation was thoroughly immersed.

He was unwilling to do so, pestering Daoist Priest Ji Xin to ask for new prescriptions, making the old ways annoying.

Seven more days passed between the fingers. After the consumption of these days, that Soul Pill was consumed a little and a half, and one Soul Pill could only be used for about 20 days.

This afternoon, there was nothing wrong with the Taoist temple, and Qin Sang and Mingyue came out again for a tooth ceremony.

The bamboo forest is quiet, and the two squatted beside the earthen stove to burn the fire. There were four cleaned rabbits and a few fat birds beside them.

Now Qin Sang doesn't need traps to find food. There is nothing wrong with sticks and stones alone. As long as he can move, no one can run out of his palm, which makes Mingyue very envious.

There are wine and meat, the two of them leaned on the stone and listened to the crash-bang. It was very pleasant. Qin Sang suddenly felt that if he had never seen Divine Immortal, it would be nice to spend a lifetime here.

Mingyue used his teeth to tear off a rabbit leg, pour a mouthful of wine and then eat the meat. He followed Qin Sang to practice martial arts. Not only did he grow taller, he also grew more appetite and drinker.

Mingyue sat up suddenly, her ears moved, and she wondered: "Senior Brother, why is there a pigeon call?"

"I have heard it several times," Qin Sang He didn't care, "Maybe it was raised in a temple in Qianshan. The pigeons are tonic. When you are interested, I will catch a few Senior Brother and let you taste the pigeon soup."

Mingyue shrank her neck. hehe laughed, "Don't be discovered by the master, lest Master scold you."

Qin Sang disdainfully said: "You still don't believe in my skill?"

As night is approaching, the senior and junior brothers return to the Taoist temple together and return to the house after finishing the evening class.

As always, Qin Sang cleaned the bed and held Soul Pill. Before cultivation, he touched the wooden sword on his chest. Compared with Yama Banner, he was most interested in the wooden sword, but the wooden sword in his body Chi entering the wooden sword is like throw a stone and see it sink without trace in the sea. There is no response, and Yama Banner’s spell is also useless to it.

The moonlit night is quiet, with only the long and short Insect Cry under the window sill.

Qin Sang was concentrating on cultivation, his complexion suddenly changed, opened his eyes, loudly shouted: "Who!"

His eyes turned, staring at the corner of the wall.

Immediately, I saw a surging of darkness in the corner of the wall, and then a dark figure came out from there, a man in night clothes!

"Who are you!"

Qin Sang was so horrified that someone sneaked into the room silently.

His sense of hearing is very sharp, only when the person sneaked in, he heard an unusual sound of wind, and was awakened, otherwise he might be bullied and couldn't find it.

Who is this person, what do you want to do when sneaking into your room, has your secret leaked?

Qin Sang thought a hundred times, and quietly touched Yama Banner on the bed with his palm.

The black clothed person Shi Shiran stood in the room, without the slightest panic of being noticed. His eyes were still very sharp in the dim room. Qin Sang felt like two knives were scraping on him. The body is cold.

The black clothed person looked at Qin Sang with a little surprise, "tsk tsk...didn't expect There is an expert who can see through my movement method hidden in the Taoist Temple, so Old Wu is dead In your hands?"

Old Wu’s death is Qin Sang’s biggest heart knot. I thought that the clothes made by the back hand were seamless, but was suddenly broken by a stranger. Qin Sang's heart was shocked, and his face changed slightly. .

"Really you?"

The black clothed person squinted his eyes, and the horrible murderous aura burst into his eyes. Gloomily said: "Old Wu reported that there are only two meetings in Guanli. The fistful Little Daoist Priest, didn't expect him to have a time when he missed! Boy, who you are, dare to kill me from the River Mountain Tower!"

He is cheating me!

Qin Sang secretly hates himself for being too young, and he reveals the bottom at once, and at the same time it is a bit strange. Listening to this person, Old Wu is not an ordinary person. Is his identity as a tracker fake?

Old Wu has been lurking in the Taoist temple for half a year. What is the purpose?

"I don't know what you are talking about!"

Qin Sang pressed his throat and denied it, "Old Wu died of exhaustion because he was pulling at the ferry every day. It has nothing to do with me! He has no injuries at all. If you don’t believe me, go and open the coffin for an autopsy!"