Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Chapter 195: Zhou Dao's harvest

There are many Taoist sects in the world. In addition to the six sects that are called authentic, there are more than a thousand large and small sects.

The ghost sacrifice sect has a long heritage, and there are masters of the nine transformations of the refining realm sitting in the gate, and its ancestor is an existence that surpasses the nine transformations of the refining realm.

It is said that the Ghost Sect is proficient in the way of the soul, so starting from this, he is familiar with the method of raising ghosts, and has derived many thaumaturgical arts.

Some people say that the patriarch of the Ghost Sect was originally a well-known travel doctor who lived by selling Dali Pills.

For half his life, he slept in the wind and slept in the open air. One day, the Patriarch of the Ghost Sect went into the mountains to collect herbs, and found an ancient cave. The entrance of the cave was extremely small and extremely narrow at first.

The patriarch of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect dared to open the coffin, and there was only one ancient seal, a talisman and an ancient scroll.

From that day on, the patriarch of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect gave up his old line of work and hid in the deep mountains to practice. In just ten years, his supernatural powers were perfected, and he became famous all over the world.

Some people say that the coffin found by the Patriarch of the Sacrifice Sect is amazing, but it floated out of the Yellow Spring. The ancient scrolls recorded that it was a ghostly magical power, so it could give orders to demons.

As for the ancient seal and the talisman, the origin is extraordinary.

Regarding the Ghost Sect, when Zhou Dao was still in Ping'an Town, he heard its name.

"The most powerful thing in the Ghost Sect is the art of exorcising ghosts, which is really extraordinary."

Zhou Dao leaned over and shook the muddy pool with blood.

There is a bone fragment in the stench of meat, with complex runes engraved on it, and the word "death" on the top.

"Ghost bone!?"

Zhou Dao picked up the bone fragment and looked left and right.

There are many ways to raise ghosts in the inheritance of the Ghost Sect, and different ghosts have different abilities.

For example, the "carrying ghost", it is said that this ghost can carry the wealth of the five directions, earn gold every day, and enjoy wealth and honor.

The highest realm of this method of raising ghosts is called [Five Ghost Transporting Technique], which coincides with the way of the Five Elements, and keeps five-headed ghost kings. It is rumored that not to mention gold, silver, wealth, and silk, it can even be transported for the life of the cultivation base.

Chang Long cultivated to be a [Dead Ghost]. This ghost is cultivated and can block disasters for the master at critical moments, instead of suffering death.

"In the end, it's not the same as backing the sect." Zhou Dao was amazed.

All Taoist schools in the world have their own techniques, and those that can be passed down to today have their own uniqueness. Just like the method of raising ghosts in the Ghost Sect, it really opened Zhou Dao's eyes.

On the other hand, in their Sunset Sect, apart from the coffin board of the patriarch, they really didn't even have any hair left, let alone inheritance.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){} "Good stuff!" Zhou Dao's eyes were bright, and he was rummaging through the stench.

He took out a brocade bag from it, opened it, and saw that there was a small copper vase and a parchment scroll inside.

"Practicing cultivation techniques for dead ghosts!?" Zhou Dao's eyes lit up, and he immediately laughed.

"Hahaha, it's really lucky, this kind of good thing still fell into my hands."

The Ghost Sacrifice Sect claims to have a hundred ghost techniques, and among them, the ghosts can definitely squeeze into the top twenty.

Such ghosts can save their lives at critical moments.

Even the identity of Yuan Shaoqing has not been practiced as [Dead Ghost].

At the beginning, Chang Long paid an unknown price to refine [Dead Ghost]. In order to find out the key and get precious materials, he even sold himself and accompanied a perverted teacher and uncle in the door for two months.

Later, Changlong rested in bed for self-cultivation, and could only sleep on his stomach. He could only get out of bed and walk for half a month. Since then, every time he went to the toilet, he could only use Yuchengxuan's [Silk Paper], which was not a little hard, otherwise he would have to put it on a pad. Soft towel to stop bleeding.

After paying such a painful price, he practiced [Dead Ghost], but now he died at the hands of Zhou Dao.

"Not bad, you can study it."

Zhou Dao put the ghost bone slices and the sheepskin roll into the green pan treasure bag, and his eyes fell on the small copper bottle.

He would shake it in his ear, and then he heard a "humming" sound inside.

"Huh?" Zhou Dao's spirit scattered, he got into the small copper bottle, and "saw" countless tiny insects gathered together, like a gray mist.

These insects flap their wings, and the sound produced is so weak that ordinary people can't hear it at all.

Judging from the experience of Zhou Dao's previous life, this frequency has exceeded the range that humans can hear.

"Sleepy!?"

Zhou Dao's spirit returned to his aperture, revealing a strange color.

This is quite a rare monster.

It is recorded in the "Yu Yaosi Work Manual" that human beings have an innate problem. As long as they are on duty at work or go to school, they will easily fall asleep.

In ancient times, there were Taoist priests who traveled around and collected sleepiness with supernatural powers and secret methods. Over time, they developed a monster called [Sleepy Worm].

This kind of monster can absorb people's drowsiness and refresh the mind. It is more used than taking drugs. In order to stay up all night and study hard, a scholar would spend a lot of money to ask the Taoist priest in the mountain for a Only [Sleepworm].

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){} In addition, [Sleepy] can also make people fall into a deep sleep. Once bitten by it, they will sleep for three days and three nights without screaming. Awake.

During the chaotic times, there was a Taoist priest who did evil and sneaked into the houses of mortals, driving [Sleepy] to make the female relatives in the house fall into a drowsiness, and they went about picking flowers.

Up to now, although such evil deeds have been cut off, there are still some places for fireworks. In order to satisfy the special hobbies of the guests, [Sleepy Worms] are prepared for fun.

"Xiaoyi should be the way of this monster." Zhou Dao shook the small copper bottle in his hand, and the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a special smile.

"It's a good thing, he's really a loose boy."

Zhou Dao was overjoyed, and naturally put [Sleepy Worm] into the green pan treasure bag~lightnovelpub.net~ to pick up people from the city, who would have thought that it would be a great harvest.

At this moment, Zhou Dao felt that Chang Long was somewhat pleasing to the eye.

"Wake up."

Zhou Dao walked in front of Wang Xiaoyi and recited the "Little Lei Yuan Jing", the sound of thunder rolled, shaking his blood.

Wang Xiaoyi frowned slightly, a trace of black liquid flowed from the corner of his mouth, thick and sticky, and immediately opened his eyes in a trance.

"Dao... Brother Dao..." Wang Xiaoyi was sleepy, and he didn't seem to recover.

"Follow me." Zhou Dao supported him and walked towards Pingjiang City.

"Why am I sleeping here?"

"Did you visit Zuichunlou last night? You're lethargic."

"Fart, I'm still alive and well when I sleep in a drunken spring building every day, do you want to try it?"

"Just try it, just lie there now!"

"roll!"

The two laughed and cursed all the way, and gradually disappeared above the official road.

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Pingjiang City, inside Yuanmen Mansion.

In the south courtyard garden, the ground suddenly broke open, and a bloody, naked figure emerged.

Chang Long, like a lost dog, crawled out of the ground and vomited blood, with lingering fears in his eyes.

This time, he suffered heavy losses, even the [Dead Ghost], but he didn't even know the identity of the other party.

"You are hurt?"

At this moment, a majestic voice came over.

Not far away, a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe came over.

"Uncle Shi!!" Chang Long's eyes lit up, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.