Chapter 983 The God of Death, the Demon Boy Refined by Incense
Beidou, doomed!
The moment the magical power entered his soul, Yang Yu had naturally mastered this magical power, which originated from the Beidou Dao Fruit and was extremely famous even in ancient times.
'The Beidou illuminates and sees the death of all species!'
At the same time as Yang Yu changed his thoughts, a ray of starlight moved with his thoughts and fell on his head covered with messy hair.
Snapped!
As if being electrocuted, the closed eyes under the messy hair suddenly opened, and the red eyes shone through the entire room:
"I really used Beidou to take a look at me..."
The demon boy growled lowly and responded coldly, the violence in his heart almost coming out of his body, making the little toads pacing in the courtyard feel a chill in their hearts and they hurriedly moved away.
Buzz!
Ignoring the demon boy who was shouting in front of his face, Yang Yu sensed Xingguang's feedback and couldn't help but feel a slight tremor in his heart.
[Turning gold essence into clay, casting the head into an image, and tempering it with incense, day and night, it will take 217 years to destroy its soul!]
The light of the Big Dipper shines upon his death!
"It's no wonder that in the legend, Lord Big Dipper kills all kinds of people..."
Yang Yu's heart was shocked, even though he was the master of magical powers, he felt a little frightened.
If the bet is on the first level, the Beidou shines, and you can see the first type of death. If it is the second level, you can see the second type of death.
And it appears based on the practice of the master of supernatural powers!
However, just a ray of will fell into his hands again. He wanted to destroy it, but it would take twenty-seven years...
"you……"
When illuminated by the starlight, a flash of fear seemed to flash through the devil boy's eyes, but he was still extremely violent:
"Are you worthy of being in charge of Beidou?! If you can't take care of me, you will be killed by the backlash!"
Once the Lord of Beidou, the demon boy knew the power of this magical power better than Yang Yudu. Although he was still violent, he could not help but have a bit of fierceness and inner anger.
"Are you scared?"
The starlight converged, and Yang Yu stood up with his head raised and stepped out.
"Who are you to dare to say such nonsense?"
The demon boy was furious, his energy surged, and he wished he could explode immediately:
"I want to see what you can do to me?!"
Hearing this, Yang Yu didn't get angry, but responded calmly: "Then, just take a look."
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"You can't stop doing three strikes a day! This frame is the foundation of boxing practice. If your muscles and bones are not strong, how can you exchange blood?"
"If you can't even endure this little hardship, why bother practicing martial arts? Go home and nurse your child!"
"Punch hard!"
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In the courtyard where the plaque of Wu Dou Sect was hung, Han Jiu stood on the ground like a pine tree and sounded like a loud bell, constantly reprimanding many disciples.
No matter who looks at it, there is no trace of the original small street vendor, which looks rather cold and capable.
In the courtyard, dozens or hundreds of disciples were sweating profusely. The rich Qi and blood spread, making the whole courtyard feel very hot.
"You and I, unless we are blessed people, cannot cultivate immortality or pursue the Tao. Then practice martial arts well. This will be the way for you to settle down and live your life!"
Han Jiu looked serious, but he was quite satisfied in his heart.
"you……"
What else did he want to reprimand? Suddenly his body shook, a look of surprise flashed across his face, and he didn't even bother to reprimand the disciples.
Three steps became two steps, and he ran out of the courtyard like a ghost. Under the stunned eyes of all the disciples, he entered the unknown small temple next door.
"Senior Yu?!"
After closing the temple door, Han Jiu immediately saw the 'Guanzhu Yu Yang' standing in front of the statue in the temple, and couldn't help but bow down:
"Han Jiu pays homage to senior!"
"No need to be polite."
Yang Prison waved his hand.
"You, your voice?"
As soon as he spoke, Han Jiu immediately realized something was wrong. The voice was low and echoed, but it was very different from before.
"Are you injured?!"
"Some minor injuries..."
Surrounded by a seemingly nonexistent mist, Yang Yu is still headless, but with his will to practice, it is not difficult to distort other people's senses and vision.
"You did a good job."
Han Jiu wanted to say something else, but when he heard the approval, his heart suddenly became hot, and he hurriedly recounted what he had done these days.
Before Yang Yu left, he left the small temple to Yuan Ben, the Wolf Eagle Society and some of the wealth he collected from the big and small families in the city to Han Jiu.
Both of them lived up to his expectations. The incense in the small temple was a hundred times more prosperous than before, and Han Jiu also took advantage of the opportunity of the large and small families in the city to be wiped out, and quickly occupied many nearby urban areas.
Of course, the hardships involved are self-evident. Even if he and Yuan Ben were exposed and secret, they had to survive many times.
"...With the elixirs and secrets you left behind, Xiao Xiao and Yuan Ben both succeeded in exchanging blood, and occupied many nearby urban areas. According to your wishes, I opened this martial arts sect and taught some martial arts..."
Han Jiu's gratitude was beyond words, but in his heart he was even more awed than before.
If before practicing martial arts, he was in awe of this senior as a powerful practitioner, but after practicing martial arts, he was in awe as a god.
He has never seen, or even heard of, "martial arts" that can transform mortals, or even defeat masters of supernatural powers!
Yang Yu allowed him to finish his story and then gave the order:
"Buy a few temples near the small temple. In addition, go to the city lord's mansion and send a letter of greeting..."
"City Lord's Mansion?"
Han Jiu's heart trembled, and he immediately responded, bowed, and turned to leave.
"Observe, observe the Lord..."
Nourished by Qi and blood, the much grown Yuan Ben stood at the temple gate, his face a little pale:
"You, your head..."
"Huh?"
Yang Yu was a little surprised.
Although he doesn't practice any Taoist techniques such as blindfolding, even the ordinary Jiuyao Master may not be able to see through his behavior. This kid...
"Can you see me?"
"You, you..."
Yuan Ben was trembling a little, and his eyes were red:
"Who, who killed you?!"
"Myself."
Yang Yu raised his head and shook it, and Yuan Ben also shook it. If he hadn't gained some experience in the past few days, he might have fainted at this moment.
Even so, his face was frighteningly pale, and he was speechless.
"Go and clean up the room."
Yang Yu didn't have any trouble for him and sent him down, but he felt a little surprised in his heart. He peeked through the secluded place and found something strange.
[Ten Capitals Four Wasted Stars (God)]
[There is no talent to mend the sky, no talent to help the world, no talent to serve others, no talent to cultivate the Tao...]
[Supernatural Power: Four Wastes]
[Four Wastes: No way to cultivate, no way to rely on, no treasures to nourish, no spiritual power to penetrate the soul...]
[Therefore, all laws are difficult to invade]
"Is this, destiny inspired?"
Yang Yu was quite surprised, but as soon as he thought about it, he already guessed the reason for the changes in Yuan's natal pattern and magical powers.
"With his magical power, he has almost no possibility of practicing Taoism, magical power, and martial arts. He can't even warm up the magic weapon...
Therefore, the stimulation of his destiny magical power is probably to require him to practice a power that is not within the four destructive destiny..."
"Martial arts?"
Tasting the strangeness of Yuan's natal character, Yang Yu couldn't help but marvel.
If his guess is correct, this and martial arts can be said to be a perfect match, especially since the laws are difficult to invade...
"What are you looking at?"
Little Toad had originally decided to ignore Yang Prison, but now he couldn't help it anymore:
"This kid is a little weird. He seems to have seen me?"
"The four useless star gods are invincible to all laws..."
Yang Yu naturally did not hide this matter and directly told the changes he had seen.
"Four wastes?!"
When the little toad heard these two words, it jumped up as if it had been burned, and its little mung bean-sized eyes almost popped out.
"you……"
"What? You recognize it too?"
"This this……"
The little toad stared at Yuan Ben's disappearing back for a long time, then turned around and glared at Yang Yu:
"you you……"
"What?"
Yang Yu popped up a stream of spiritual energy.
"How come you can touch any monster?"
The little toad looked like it had seen a ghost, but it seemed to have remembered what happened before, and suddenly snorted coldly:
"I told you, you don't understand either."
"fine."
Yang Yu turned around and ignored him. How could he not know the temper of this little toad after spending so many years together?
Sure enough, even if he didn't ask, the little toad would feel very uncomfortable holding it in:
"You really don't want to know?"
"In no mood!"
"You really don't want to?"
"In no mood!"
"you!"
The little toad jumped angrily:
"I have to say it!"
"Tell me?"
Yang Yu sat down in front of the statue, holding his head with one hand and taking out a lot of fine gold from the human race bag with the other.
"The Four Wastes are not an ordinary Shidu rank..."
The more careless he became, the more unconvinced the little toad became. It jumped onto Yang Yu's shoulder, puffed out its cheeks and said loudly:
"The Four Waste Stars are very rare and have the same inheritance rank!"
Inheritance rank.
Yang Yu was counting the fine gold, and what the little toad said was no stranger to him.
The so-called inheritance level refers to the special level that exists only in the two realms of God and Buddha.
The two paths of God and Buddha have been inherited for a long time, and all levels are inherited from the same source. They have a clearer path to advancement than ordinary levels, and even the path to advancement is well-known to the public.
For example, he had seen the 'Three Continents Induction, Dharma Protector Wei Tuo'.
At the time of the Tenth Capital, Wei Tuo was the protector of the Dharma. At the time of Jiu Yao, Wei Tuo was already the divine general. After that, there were still Wei Tuo Tian, Wei Tuo Bodhisattva, Louzhi Buddha...
"The same is true for the Four Waste Stars. If you have enough opportunities, you can be promoted to the 'Four Waste Star Lord' or even the 'Four Waste True Lord'!"
The little toad lengthened his tone. Seeing that Yang Yu was still counting the fine gold, he couldn't help but feel a little angry:
"Did you know that in ancient times, there was a giant demon who stole the position of the 'Four Wastes True Lord', and even used it to fight against the Xian Sheng God!"
"Showing the Holy Spirit?"
Yang Yu had nothing to look up from, but his attention was still drawn to him.
"snort!"
The little toad sneered and patted his belly with satisfaction, but he looked like he would kill him without saying a word.
"The four deposed true kings show their holiness and honor their gods..."
Yang Yu said to himself, but he couldn't help but think of the three-pointed two-edged sword.
To refine this ingredient, he still needs Taoist Yang and the two people behind him. Perhaps these Four Wasted True Lords are one of them?
The little toad pretended to be asleep and waited for Yang Yu to ask, but he kept yawning all the time and did not wait for the latter's request. When he got angry, he jumped out of the temple gate and chased Yuan Ben.
"Gold essence becomes clay..."
Yang Yu thought to himself, opened the human seed bag, and threw back a lot of fine gold.
"Nanling!"
Balls of flames flew in accompanied by an angry roar, melting and vaporizing a lot of fine gold.
Eliminating the tedious steps of refining gold essence, Yang Yu didn't care about Hong Fa'er's cursing and reached out to take out the remaining gold powder.
"This little gold essence, even if it is plated with a layer of gold, may not be enough..."
After weighing it casually, Yang Yu had already put away the few gold essences. He pressed his head with one hand and spoke:
"Since you're here, why don't you show up?"
"Hahaha!"
Gentle and hearty laughter floated from outside the gate. When the gate closed, the ancient magical power took off the disguised "Long Jianbo" appearance and revealed its true face.
"The battle outside Yuelong City shocked the world! Brother Taoist's cultivation of mind really impressed me..."
From a distance, the ancient magical power is to bow down with your long body and your sleeves hanging to the ground:
"I also want to thank Brother Tao for helping me get on the gold list!"