Chapter 563 562. The Art of Resurrection

   Seeing this, Lu Bian felt that there were more ants on his eyes.

  Those slender ants crawled up and down his eyeballs, tickling the lens with their tentacles, and tearing at the delicate nerves and muscles of the eye from time to time with their teeth.

   "The knowledge of Daoist Heming comes from Xuanjun. This Xuanjun refers to the ancestor of Jiuliu, who they compete for every ten years?"

   "Master Xuan should be a person from this world, and his knowledge is the knowledge of this world. That is to say, the knowledge of this world has polluted Daoist Heming, making him a serious source of pollution in the waste capital?"

"The silt monster in the abandoned city was also summoned by the Heming Sect's successor, and the silt monster was summoned and bound in Nanhua Private Renji Hospital decades ago. Does this mean that the pollution of this world may be possible? Deeper than it looks?"

   Lu Kizuna glanced at the resurrection technique in Chapter 1.

   Good guy.

  Lu Kizuna called him a good guy before he finished reading it.

   This technique of resurrection from the dead is a method of using that silt monster to absorb spiritual consciousness and abandoning the body, thereby turning people into walking dead.

   If you follow the above operations, it will become the situation of Nanhua Private Renji Hospital.

   Going forward, the ritual of turning into a ghoul is also quite bloody, requiring some operations that will be turned into asterisks, which is extremely cruel.

   As for the control of exotic monsters, as well as the means of crossing foreign lands, they are more anti-human than one.

  Lu Bian felt that it would be better not to see people with this thing.

   Closing the book again, Lu Bian glanced at Tang Que opposite him.

   This lady really didn't come over, she just stared at Lu Bian with interest.

   "How is it, did you find anything?"

  Tang Que asked. .

   "This thing is indeed harmful and should be destroyed immediately."

   Lu Kizuna replied immediately.

   "You are such an interesting person."

   Tang Que looked at Lu Kian, his gaze was a bit like a hungry wolf looking at a lamb.

   Lu Kizuna put the book on the altar.

   "The person who put this book here must have an intention. Xuanjun's position is not that simple."

   he said again.

   "Ms. Tang, do you know what happened to the previous Xuanjun?"

   "It's not clear, the last Xuanjun was probably someone who moved from the mountains to find a dragon, or maybe a relative of the seventh master."

  Tang Que glanced outside the door.

   There was a noise outside.

  Lu Bian and Tang Que went out and saw Dai Yuanyang and He Chong fighting again, but they were quickly stopped by others.

   "I don't know any secrets at all. If there is that thing, I'll keep it for myself or take it back to the university's research lab to see, why should I throw it to you?"

  Dai Yuanyang said, it sounds reasonable.

   "There is a serious problem with that book. I just confirmed it. You'd better not read it casually. To ensure safety, I will carry it with you."

  Lu Kizuna turned around and picked up the booklet on the altar.

   Suddenly, Lu Bian felt something was wrong.

   He looked up.

   He found that the eyes of the strange Fang Geng's idol were staring at him, his eyes were sharp, like a real sharp edge, causing a chill to rise on the back of Lu Bian's neck.

   "Is there something wrong with this idol?"

   Lu Kizuna asked.

  Tang Que and Shi Buwen walked in and looked a little surprised.

  Lu Kian's [True Vision] swept over the statue, but found nothing, it was just a stone statue.

   "It may not be peaceful tonight."

  Stone did not hear the deep voice.

   He looked at the eerie statue as if he saw through time.

evening.

  After dinner, the night also enveloped Jiangcheng Mountain.

   For Lu Kian, who lived and grew up in the city, the night in the mountains was very dark.

   There are no street lights or the light of other buildings. In this darkness where even the moonlight is shrouded in clouds, darkness grows.

  The fear of the dark is human instinct, it is the fear of the unknown and danger.

  Lu Kian didn't feel any fear, he just felt it was dark, only the lights in this courtyard gave some warmth.

   He went to Dao to take a look again, the gaze of the **** statue was fixed on the position of the altar, motionless.

   Jiu Chuanren has already started to go out to find the whereabouts of the jade pendant.

  Eight people, nine jade pendants, if you can find one, you can guarantee at least one point, and the extra one can take the lead.

   For example, Dai Yuanyang, if he gets two pieces and Lu Bian can't find one, his score will surpass Lu Bian and become the current number one.

   Of course, if someone is very powerful and gets nine jade pendant fragments at a time, then he can fish for at least two items without falling behind.

   "Seventh Master, I heard that the last term's Xuanjun was the one who moved mountains to find dragons. Do you know any details?"

  Looking at the moonlight, Lu Bian found Qi Ye who was lighting a pipe outside the door.

   "Yo, that's true, the last time Xuanjun was my cousin, we all called him three, because the family ranked third in this generation."

   Seventh Master took a deep breath of the foul gas from the burning tobacco in the pipe, and then slowly exhaled it after infiltrating his lungs, his eyes blurred for a moment.

   "What happened after he became Xuanjun?"

   Lukun asked.

   "I don't know. Anyway, I went home and died of illness a few years later. He was in the Northeast at the time, and it was not convenient for me to go there."

   Seven Master said while recalling.

   "Will Lord Xuan still die?"

   Lu Bian asked subconsciously.

"Of course it will die, and no one will die. It is said that Xuanjun can inherit some methods of longevity, but I think that's really **** nonsense. If Xuanjun can really live forever, it won't make us do it once every ten years. already."

   Seven Master said elegantly and casually.

   "Speaking of which, what happened to the previous Xuanjuns?"

   Lu Kizuna suddenly asked again.

   "I don't know much about that, but they should all be dead anyway."

   Seventh Master smiled.

   "Isn't it possible that Xuanjun was deceived to go up the mountain in the end, and then he was bound and burned to death in the cave and became a sacrifice to sacrifice to the mountain **** in exchange for peace?"

   Lu Kian said a word without a word.

   "Little brother Lu, your imagination is too rich. People who have become Xuanjun are very good. At most, they have learned a little of those so-called secret techniques and become obsessed. It will be fine."

   Seventh Lord soothed him.

"That's good."

  Lu Jun nodded, and then walked into the dark night.

   He visited several buildings here from the afternoon to the evening.

   He simply checked the positions of the five jade pendant fragments. As for the remaining four pieces, Lu Jian had no interest. Anyway, as long as he got five pieces, he could guarantee the first place, and it was not a big problem.

   Seeing that the others were still searching, Lu Kand went straight to the hall where the ink paintings were hung without saying a word.

   He was going to take the piece hidden here first.

   But when he walked in, he found that the blind man Zhang was sitting here, rubbing a green stone in his hand.

   Seeing that thing, in Lu Kian's field of vision, the brushstrokes of the ink painting were distorted, forming the cold and indifferent text of the system.

  【Item found: Fate Jade 1/9】

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