Zhao Fan was in Feng Zicheng's car. The power of Longyang Pill floated on his fingertips and turned into firelight. With this illumination, his vision was extremely clear. He carefully searched every position, including the gaps between the chairs and under the footrests.
Don't let it go either.
And Feng Qingcheng was waiting outside the car in the mist.
Ten minutes later, Zhao Fan finally came out. He held two red hairs in his other hand, examined them for a moment, then discarded one of them and wrapped the other one between his little fingers like a treasure.
"Hair?" Feng Qingcheng asked doubtfully, "Brother Fan, what is the use of this?"
"Whether tonight goes well or not may all depend on it." Zhao Fan waved his hand confidently and said, "Let's go up the mountain without further ado."
Feng Qingcheng followed behind. When she attacked the Yue family, she had witnessed the opponent using grass ash balls mixed with stones and urine to break the formation. This ordinary hair would probably have a miracle like that in his hands!
In fact, the hair that Zhao Fan threw away had no hair follicles and was of no use to Dao Xing Shen's goal. The red hair he wrapped around his little finger was Feng Zicheng's hair, and it still had hair follicles.
!
A single hair can be traced back to its source.
You can also use the "technique of issuing orders" in the "Gongshu Book".
When Zhao Fan twisted the red hair around his fingers, he had already found the approximate location of the owner of the hair, which was in the Xiaowuling Mountain in front of him. This meant that he had not failed in his trip. And the art of giving orders had to be used at the critical moment.
Feng Zicheng was caught off guard!
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There is a temple on the top of Xiaowuling Mountain called Wuling Temple.
It is said that Taoist Feng of Langfang City practiced Taoism here. His hair was not dyed, but he washed his hair with rooster blood every ten days. This habit has lasted for twenty years, and he became a disciple.
It started at the very beginning.
In the very center of the Taoist temple, there is a dry well.
At this time, Feng Zicheng locked the door, jumped down the well, and walked along the passage inside for more than ten meters. A stone door appeared in front of him. He turned his hands and grasped the peach wood Taoist sword hidden in his sleeves.
Immediately after reciting a mantra, the stone door slowly floated upwards, making a hoarse and noisy sound as it rubbed against the stone wall.
But Feng Zicheng felt that this was the most beautiful melody in the world.
On the other side is a secret room of nearly 40 square meters. Because the sealing is so good, the air is very dry.
He stepped inside, holding the Taomu Dao Sword, and lit the five bronze oil lamps on the wall. In an instant, the five lights lit up, and the secret room was like daylight!
There is a shrine in front of the north wall, with an incense burner and three sticks of incense placed on it. Under the shrine, sitting cross-legged on a futon, is a dead skeleton attached to dry skin, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, a Taoist temple on its head, and its knees flat.
A rotten peach wood Taoist sword, and in his skeletal hand was a thread-bound booklet with an ancient air.
Feng Zicheng stepped forward excitedly, knelt down towards the withered bones of the Taoist robe, and said piously: "Master Patriarch, I am your sixty-seventh generation disciple. Today, as shown in the hexagram of the last life, I will send you
The heart-corrupting fragrant soul prepared for our lineage of Daming Mansion has arrived. Although there are deviations, she has not been able to transform three times, but she has the ghost power of three transformations."
Damingfu is the old name of Beihe Province in ancient times.
What Feng Zicheng inherited was the Damingfu lineage of the Taoist sect. However, as early as three hundred years ago, due to a catastrophe, the name of the Damingfu lineage declined, and even the Taoist sect had judged this lineage to be lost.
What no one knows is that the Daming Palace lineage has been passed down silently to this day. The reason why all the Taoist priests persisted is that the founder left a will when the lineage was first established. It was estimated that the catastrophe would happen seven hundred years later.
The turning point for his resurrection was that he rescued and taught the secret technique to Xiang Xin Xianghun. The time was today, a thousand years later.
That secret technique is by no means a secret technique of ghost cultivation. It is actually the reversed technique of the Five Yangs.
When each generation of Taoist priests in the Daming Mansion dies, they will dig out the Five Yang Hearts and replace the hearts for the next generation. Based on this, all the Taoist priests from generation to generation have Five Yang Hearts. With the help of the Five Yangs technique, before that catastrophe,
He was once very brilliant among the many lineages of Taoism.
After Feng Zicheng finished speaking, the booklet in Grandmaster's hand fell to the ground in vain.
When he picked it up, the withered bones of the Taoist robe sitting in front of him and the peach wood sword turned into powder and fell to the ground, leaving only the Taoist robe and Taoist crown.
"Master Patriarch, you can go with peace of mind. I will definitely restore the glory of Daming Mansion!" Feng Zicheng kowtowed solemnly and saluted.
Bang bang bang...
Eighteen ringings of the head, the ceremony is over.
Feng Zicheng put the thread-bound book into his arms, then stood up and pointed the five bronze lamps with his mahogany sword, then extinguished them. After he left the secret room, the stone door also closed automatically.
"The Pure Yin Soul Bead that reverses the Five Yang Art will soon turn into my Dao Pill, and the ground red bone powder can help me reach the peak of the Dao Pill." When Feng Zicheng came up from the well, he hummed a tune and entered the bedroom.
In the Daming Mansion lineage, there has been no one who can condense the Tao elixir in the three hundred years after the catastrophe. Therefore, what he shoulders is the mission of the ancestor and the ancestors of the past generations, and it is also an opportunity for him to become stronger and famous for the Tao sect!
After closing the door, he lit the candle and looked at the enchanting little fairy lying on the bed. He felt a burning sensation in his stomach and couldn't help but sigh: "The seventeenth princess of Xixia? I didn't bother to appreciate it at first. This is you."
What she looked like in life... so beautiful."
Shi Qifu was in a coma. Normally, ghosts would not faint, but she was practicing the reversal of the Five Yang Techniques. Even a child who had just entered Daming Mansion could pass the positive Five Yang Techniques.
Yang Zhiju punishes her!
"The pink skull is just a skin." Feng Zicheng remembered his mission, closed his eyes and recited a desire-free spell. After a while, the physiological reaction disappeared. He quickly came to the bedside and reached out to grab Shiqi's hand.
The skin on the wrists was torn off with no mercy on the face!
Seventeen's clothes, along with the painted skin all over her body, fluttered and cracked like tissue paper, and she returned to the appearance of a pink skull.
Feng Zicheng brought the clothes and leather bag to his nose and sniffed it vigorously, "The fragrance...it smells so good. It is worthy of being a fragrant fragrance that destroys the heart and soul. No wonder so many evil masters were keen on it in the past. It's also a blessing that you met our ancestor."
, only to avoid the catastrophe that no one can help. Now that I have been free for a thousand years, the cycle of cause and effect, it is time to repay the kindness of the Daming Mansion and offer sacrifices."
He smelled it for a few more minutes, then threw Shiqi's clothes and skin bag on the ground as if he had lost interest. He raised his hand and found a fire charm on his body, made a hand gesture and threw it, and it quickly burned.
Turn into ashes.
Feng Zicheng took off his shoes and got on the bed, lying next to Shiqi. He held her right hand bone with his left hand, and picked up the book left by his ancestor with his right hand. He started to flip through it. Each page contained a sentence and a picture.
, records the detailed process of how to convert the Five Yin Soul Pearls into the Five Yang Dao Pills through the Five Yang Secret Techniques. The complexity is no less complicated than a child facing classical Chinese.
However, Feng Zicheng was very interesting in words, and also practiced icons in his mind.
It took nearly twenty minutes, and he had already mastered it. Then he knew that he would have to meet with the soul of the heart. At that time, after the two were integrated, the operation of Wuyang was operated.
The broken head took the five yin soul beads.
"..." Feng Zicheng couldn't help but regret it. If he knew this, he would not tear off the skin of the fragrant soul, and it was difficult to do it with a skeleton!
However, he Chong Zhen Da Mingfu, he couldn't wait for a moment, so he started to solve it with a wide scalp.
Just when the last one was left, there was a loud noise of "bombardment" suddenly, as if the door of the Taoist view was shattered!
"This festival is bone -eye, who wants to break me?"
Feng Zicheng was very vigilant, and hurriedly put on his clothes. He first moved the pink skeleton to the bed, then grabbed the peach and wooden sword on the table, and pushed the door away from the door.
Feng Zicheng looked at it, the two Taoist gates with yin and yang fish patterns have been broken to the ground.
And a young man who is much younger than himself, stepped on it, the coldness blooming in the eyes of the other side, like a substantive ice arrow that made him cold.
Feng Zicheng raised the peach wooden sword annoyedly, pointed at the criminals, and asked: "In the middle of the night, what can I watch the door?"
But he heard the other party replied: "My personal girl is lost, and the villagers who live in the village over there said that she seemed to enter the Xiaomu Lingshan, so I came to the next place."