Chapter 100: Branded Dao Pattern, Puppet Immortal!
"Is there really a problem?"
In the spiritual house, the vision came from Fengzhan No. 1 and Fengzhan No. 3.
Su Qing witnessed the whole process of Ding Ping's death.
He died extremely violently, not to mention being frozen into ice.
Yuan Hua actually didn't even let go of his body. Holding his frozen and hard body, his body seemed to be liquefied, slowly seeping into Ding Ping's body.
After he finished digesting it, he raised his eyes again, picked up the flute on the ground, and actually resumed the sound of the flute!
"Demon cultivator? No, the Qi-refining demon cultivator doesn't have such ability, and the foundation-building demon cultivator doesn't even bother to use such tricks.
If you are not a demon cultivator, then you are evil?"
Su Qing thought for a while, practicing various arts and serious Taoism. , there is no such means as Yuan Hua.
Combined with Huo Dan's attitude towards him today, he temporarily judged him as an evil spirit in his mind.
"How can we get rid of this evil thing in the team? I have to go talk to Qinghe Ma Tuan tomorrow." The
evil spirit's ability will be weakened during the day, so it is a good time to kill it in one fell swoop. Su Qing didn't want this evil spirit to stay among the team.
Release the black babies and let them seize the time to practice.
Just when he was about to take out the Daotian Talisman Wall that could detect fakes at a glance, he began to wonder if he could gain proficiency in the true Dao pattern.
Fengzhan No. 1 and No. 3 had visions again.
But he saw Ma Tuan walking out of the shadows with a long knife on his waist.
Walking out with him was Qing He who was carrying a sword puppet, as well as dozens of war cultivators.
"Fellow Daoist Leng, why don't you come out and explain?"
Ma Tuan looked at Ding Ping who was still playing the flute and snorted coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Leng Fengxiang walking out with a confused look on his face.
"Fellow Daoist Ma, Fellow Daoist Qing, who are you?"
"Fellow Daoist Yuan was brought here by fellow Daoist Leng, right?"
Qinghe stood behind the sword man puppet. Since Leng Fengxiang came out, his eyes have been staring at him, as if If there is even the slightest riot, the sword puppet's flaming sword will be chopped down from the air.
"Fellow Daoist Yuan? It was indeed Xiaodao who brought him into the team. He got acquainted with Xiaodao the day before yesterday. Xiaodao wanted him to help us, so he invited him.
Why, is it possible that Baibao Pavilion does not allow us to invite our colleagues to accompany us?
Eh? Where is Fellow Daoist Yuan? ?"
Leng Fengxiang looked shocked and looked around, but did not find Yuan Hua, so he asked quickly.
"That's it!"
Ma Tuan pointed at Ding Ping who was still playing music.
When Leng Fengxiang heard this, he was stunned for a moment and asked, "Isn't that fellow Taoist Ding Ping?" Before he could say anything, Ma Tuan twisted his body and drew his sword out of its sheath.
The blade of the blade was pitch black, and the sword light shot out several feet and fell on Ding Ping.
Ding Ping didn't even dodge. His body was split in half, and his four middle-parted lips were still pretending to be playing the flute.
At the same time, Qing He and others also poured out their Taoist combat skills crazily onto the corpse of Ding Ping.
It only gave up after blasting out a deep pit several feet deep where he was.
When the aftermath of the Taoist spell dissipated, there was nothing else in the deep pit except a pool of black water and a strange pattern.
At this time, Leng Fengxiang no longer pretended to ask people why they wanted to kill Ding Ping.
There is black water in the pit, and the black water has evil patterns.
Any experienced casual cultivator would know that Ding Ping just now was transformed by evil spirits.
"Fellow Daoist Leng, let's start with the ugly words. Before we arrive at Black Tiger Mountain, I don't want any more trouble in the team. I would like to ask fellow Daoist to calm down!"
Ma Tuan narrowed his eyes, and the anger escaped from Mazi's face. With a vicious aura, he looked at Leng Fengxiang, who looked like a green ghost, and couldn't tell which of the two was more evil, or both?
After saying this, Ma Tuan turned around and left with a group of warrior cultivators.
During this process, Qing He didn't say a word, but looked at the green runes on Leng Fengxiang's body with disgust. Su Qing watched the entire process with Fengzhan No. 1 and No. 3.
Turning around, he used the cover of the hazy night to summon Fengzhan No. 1 and No. 2, and asked them to fly back to the Sky Peng ship with a stack of exorcism charms.
He was relieved when he saw the wood spirit servants installing exorcism talismans on the front and back of the blast cannon's muzzle.
"Both Ma Tuan and Qing He know that Leng Fengxiang has a problem?
Is Yuan Hua the evil spirit himself, or is it concocted by Leng Fengxiang? Is the spirit pattern master so terrifying that he can even control the evil spirit? Then why did he do it on the first night
?
Just exposed, is it the flute musician Ding Ping who was killed first?"
There was too little information and he was timid. He was now full of questions, but he couldn't get to the bottom of it.
He didn't know what kind of weird thing Leng Fengxiang was.
I don’t know why Ma Tuan Qinghe and others knew that something was wrong with him, so they only warned him but did not actually take action against him.
But he knew that if evil spirits were present, it was always a good idea to prepare more evil-expelling talismans and evil-suppressing talismans.
"It's a pity that there is no talisman maker in the team, otherwise I would have to buy another seven or eight evil-suppressing talismans tomorrow!"
After soaking in the bathtub, he easily absorbed the medicine that was 30% more powerful than the original one.
After starting the internal refining, although the refinement furnace has not yet been completed, the physical fitness has been significantly improved.
After absorbing the Qi of the Golden Essence, Qi and blood surged, and the whole body became much harder. With a light touch of the Black Iron Essence, a subtle sound of gold and iron clashing could be heard.
After a comfortable bath, he put on Yunfeng's robes and sat at the table under the care of the wood spirit servants. He took out the false wall that he had never penetrated yet.
The runes engraved on the fake wall had been copied by countless people, and they were already far from the copies made by Yuanying Daxiu. They were even more different from the real Dao patterns.
After he sold the false wall, he tried it on the wood spirit servants and other puppets. He did not cause any damage to the wood spirit servants, nor did he develop any proficiency.
This made him lose all interest in it and put it directly at the foot of the table to cushion the table.
It was now that there were no puppets to refine, and there was no need to practice on his own, so the long night was actually a bit boring, so he took out the false wall again and looked at it.
Dao patterns are different from evil patterns.
Dao patterns are chance, good luck, divine power, and the ladder to heaven.
Evil lines are a scourge, a calamity, a haunting of evil spirits, and a way to seek death.
I just saw the evil marks left by Ding Ping or Yuan Hua when they were annihilated.
Su Qing looked at this pattern again. Even though it had been copied clumsily countless times, it still seemed to be flowing with endless mystery.
"My attainments in the Tao of Talisman need to be used when refining puppets to have proficiency prompts. However, I have changed several types of puppets to brand this talisman, but there is no response. The
reason is either this poor imitation of the Tao The pattern has long since lost its spiritual charm, so it cannot take effect.
Or is it that the puppet I chose is not suitable for this Dao pattern and cannot bear this Dao pattern, so the panel has not judged the proficiency? "
Su Qing thought silently. He had a strong desire to master a Taoist pattern.
Not only him, but also the billions of monks in the Tianyuan world all had a great desire for the ancient Daoist patterns.
Modern runes are the foundation of all arts. The basis for the existence of array masters, weapon refiners, and alchemists is to use runes to act on external objects, giving them all kinds of incredible abilities for monks to use.
However, ancient Taoist inscriptions can not only act on external objects.
" It can even allow monks to draw talismans in the void, and use the talismans to attack and suppress opponents. It can also act on the monks themselves, allowing them to master various magical powers and endless means! "
With this thought, Su Qing traced the fake wall Taoist talisman in the palm of his hand!
"I'm really stunned. Even if the real Taoist talisman can act on the monk's body, I can't improve my proficiency by using it like this.
It's impossible no matter what, just treat myself as a puppet! "
The runes in the palm of his hand were warm with a hint of coolness.
He used the most basic rune water, which only contained spiritual power and was not mixed with other materials.
But when he shook his head and became speechless, a sudden sound came from the palm of his hand. A burst of burning pain like a burning iron covering the body.
[Failed to refine the Puppet Immortal, current proficiency: 300/32764532...]
(End of this chapter)