The elders approved Master Mitra's temporary right to use the corpse sacrifices in the name of the Hungry Ghost King Buddha, which would allow him to quickly master the traded spells in a large number of experiments.
The Bisheze sect worships Bisheze, the King of Hungry Ghosts, so they have a lot of research on the way of life and death. They have the art of defeating victory that can be activated remotely without coming into contact with the object. It is invisible, faster than a knife, and faster than poisoning.
More secure!
There is even a darker Gu Dao blessing and curse technique called "Vedhara Technique!"
Through the "Vedara Method", the spell caster can put the living into an extremely realistic state of suspended animation. Even after years or even centuries of decay, the spell caster only needs to gently recite a few spells, and the deceased can return.
Soul resurrection.
Tian Luan learned the "Vedara Dharma" and followed the method recorded in the spell book, bathed and changed clothes, held a knife in his hand, silently recited the order to summon ghosts and corpses, locked the Princess Shanyue Jida, and then slaughtered a lamb as a sacrifice.
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The next morning, he heard that the wife of the city lord, Shanyue Jida, died of a sudden illness at night. Her body became stiff but her face remained unchanged. Even the best doctor in the city could not find out the cause.
The Lord of Virajja was heartbroken, but he had to follow the custom of Magadha and hand over her body to the priests of the Bishecha sect, carry it to the burial place, and offer it as a sacrifice to the Hungry Ghost King Buddha.
Tian Luan now knew that he had succeeded, but he still hesitated, pacing back and forth in the room, thinking about his next action.
His head was split in two due to taking cypress leaf powder, and even if he became an immortal, his horrific appearance would not change.
At this time, the left side of Tian Luan's head revealed a smug smile: "My plan is really brilliant. Every step I took was within my expectations. What are you waiting for now?"
The right side of his head frowned and said timidly: "But is this really good?"
The expression on the left side of Tian Luan's face became angry: "According to the habits of those ghouls, the body of Princess Shanyue Jida should be placed in the public morgue of the charnel house at this moment. If it continues like this, she may have to
Got into someone else’s belly!”
The right side of his face retorted eagerly: "But this is a blasphemous act! All the people who died in Balian Fuyi belong to the Hungry Ghost King Buddha! It has been hundreds of years since anyone dared to loot the corpses in the charnel house!
"
Tian Luan said with disdain on his left face: "Isn't this better? Then no one would have thought that I would perform the "Vedara Method" on Princess Shanyue Jida to resurrect her from the dead. Those ghouls would never guess
Someone dares to steal the body."
On the right side of his face: "People say that although the Hungry Ghost King Buddha is merciful, once she has the Vajra Angry Eyes, her anger is much more terrifying than that of other gods and Buddhas! It is said that a Magadha general stole the corpse from the charnel house.
Those ghouls gathered around the body of the beloved woman and ran faster than jackals. In the end, no one even dared to talk about that person's final outcome..."
The left side of Tian Luan's head twitched under his skin: "I have already been ranked in the Immortal Class! How dare they, a group of heretics, touch the Immortal Officials of Heaven?"
"But I haven't entered the rank of Heavenly Official yet!"
"Shut up!" Tian Luan cursed with the left side of his face, "If this happens, I can become the national preceptor of the Qu Nu Kingdom. If I don't have the legal and financial support of the country's leader, when will I be able to have a position?"
The right side of his face was too scared to speak.
Tian Luan began to console him softly from the left side of his face: "Look at the many enemy countries around the Magadha Kingdom, and the Bishezha Sect has created so many enemies. How can she, a heretic Buddha, manage this? This is not the mortal world, it is the Emperor Huang Zengtian.
!It’s the Six Heavens of Desire Realm directly under the Heavenly Court! Don’t worry!”
"And I don't need to face those evil ghouls, right? I just need to bring the body of Princess Shanyuejida to the practice room in the name of training supplies? When they wake up tomorrow, I will have already brought them
Following the resurrected princess, we are on our way to escape to the Kingdom of Qu Nu."
"So now, immediately, immediately! Go to the public morgue in the charnel house and find the body of Princess Shanyuejida. If they decide on a whim to eat her tonight, everything will be ruined.
! No need for the King of Hungry Ghosts to personally impose divine punishment, King Jakande can make me live and die! Do you understand?"
"Ming...understood."
Tian Luan finally convinced himself. With trembling hands, he took a handful of water into the basin, washed his face for a while, then took a deep breath and walked towards the burial place.
At the other entrance, Wu Qiudao was also preparing to enter the crypt.
He cast a blindfold on himself, thickening his body into a dark mist, and then slowly blended into an even greater darkness.
The Temple of Bisheja is like a huge shadow itself. There is no light source near it, and the light from the sun and the star palaces of the gods cannot illuminate it as if the signal is poor.
In front of Wu Qiudao, the temple was silent, as dark as any tomb under the stars, and the entrance to the charnel house was unguarded, like the closed eyes of the dead.
Although this is very advantageous for the infiltrator, his spiritual sense is frantically warning himself that the threat of death and desolation are like stormy waves hitting his tomb. This is not common.
He had only felt a similar aura in Li Gua'er, the founder of Donghua who transformed into Mu Gong's form, and in Nanhai Yinglong after his resurrection.
Wu Qiudao understood what this meant.
He is about to enter the dojo of a god.
But he had no choice. Even if he was as strong as his senior brother, he would not be able to entangle those righteous masters for a long time. If he did not find a shortcut to Chang'an as soon as possible, when they also chased Taihuang Emperor Zengtian, he would have to travel day and night in the world.
If he rushes back to Chang'an, his assassination path will inevitably be full of obstacles.
And Chang'an, according to Magu and the others, is also under the secret control of a god, just like Balian Fuyi.
So he decided to break into this dragon's pond and tiger's den.
The doors facing the earth were all wide open, and Wu Qiudao entered the main door with a black and bloody mouth covered in black mist.
As soon as he crossed the threshold, he was immediately swallowed up by a deathly damp darkness. A faint stench of sex could be smelled in the air, mixed with the smell of burnt and carbonized meat, which made him even more disgusting.
Wu Qiudao frowned. His wet nose was very similar to that of a fish. The nasal cavity was divided into two and became the foramen. After the internal valve was closed, the olfactory sac could no longer smell the stench from the outside world.
It was pitch dark in the lightless corridor, but Wu Qiudao's eyes had the ability of night vision, so it had no effect.
He strode forward, but there was no sound under his feet, as if a black mist had drifted into the corridor.
Soon, when he walked out of a corner, he saw the palace at the end of the corridor. Under the candlelight, the thick pillars showed hazy silhouettes.
This should be the main hall in the charnel house ahead. There is a weird golden Buddha statue enshrined in it.
When Wu Qiudao saw the appearance of the Buddha statue, he was shocked in place as if someone had cast a spell.