Fantasy World Transmigration

When the red-browed ghost died, nothing was left except for a withered and shriveled corpse. His flying sword was refined into iron juice by Chen Ang, and the two red-browed worms were transformed by the devil. The arsenopyrite remained, but Chen Ang ignored it and planned to melt it away with his body.

In the end, only a bag of treasures was left, which was of some value.

The red-browed ghost is an outsider with magic power, and the treasure bag he refined is not big. It contains some gold and silver and a book of self-cultivation and supplementary methods. It seems that most of the family wealth is still in the cave where they practiced in seclusion.

Chen Ang pinched his fingers and calculated that Jingming hadn't finished yet. Besides, since Chen Ang Jingming made the calculation, the catastrophe of the two ghosts of Sheshan was triggered in advance. Now that the red-browed ghost is dead, there is a secret to cover it, and the bald-haired ghost can't notice anything. , Chen Ang took out the mental method and read it slowly in his hand.

This is a unique mental method of the undisciplined immortals. It is still a bit of a way, but it is not complete. It seems that Liu Tang did not get the second volume of this volume of mental method, so he had to rely on the other methods he collected to fill in the good ones. He has practiced a whole body of evil mana with a book of miscellaneous methods.

Judging from this method of mind, this expert from the sect seems to have a careless character. Naturally, the formulas passed down by the seniors of this kind of casual cultivators will not be as well-organized as the inheritance of the famous schools, just like the teaching textbooks. It is like a personal practice note, filled with the personal sentiments, moods, and even essays of various authors.

And this senior who left behind the inheritance is even worse, he has mixed a lot of obscure and vague sentences and expressions in his own practice, and seems to have problems with expressive ability, and even used the dialect of his hometown, mixed with local dialect The text occupies a large block of space.

The most troublesome thing is that this is still a secret book handed down from the Tang Dynasty. Many of the ways of expression contain ancient meanings. In addition, there is only half a volume of inheritance. Chen Ang can only imagine Liu Tang when he comprehended this book. despair and madness.

The IQs of Taoists are not low. Even if a pig has reached the realm of Sanxian, it is still a pig with Taoism.

But such things as IQ have nothing to do with expressive ability. A cheat book written by a high-IQ Guanzhong old Qin monk in the dialect of the Tang Dynasty is indeed indistinguishable from a heavenly book to a Sichuan-born monk in the late Ming Dynasty with a not-so-flexible mind. .

"This is a tragedy caused by the language barrier!" Chen Ang looked at Liu Tang's commentary on Xinfa, the confusion between the lines, a large number of fallacies and misreadings, plus the hidden words of Taoist priests in the Tang Dynasty. The evolution in the process of historical transmission deeply shows how hurt this once naive monk was when he interpreted this practice note.

For Chen Ang, who has eighteen degrees in the humanities, is proficient in ancient Chinese culture and the secret inheritance of Taoism, and has an amazing IQ, this kind of thing is naturally straightforward.

The meaning of the text is simple, and he can even use his own excellent insight to complete the second half of the cheat book that was lost later. The mystery and mystery will only be on top of the original book.

But for heretics who have no inheritance, this is an insurmountable moat.

"It seems that it is very difficult for monks who have no inheritance in any world!" Chen Ang sighed: "This is actually a clear and clear way of thinking. People with patterned birds, scribes, and oracle bones are probably blind, with such low comprehension, it's no wonder they entered the side door."

After reading this method, Chen Ang casually put it back into his treasure bag, and now he realizes why Taoist sects have such high requirements for aptitude, even dragons, phoenixes, tortoises, birds, scribes, scribes, eclipses, and oracle bones cannot be created out of thin air. After enlightenment, do you still want to practice Taoism? With such a low IQ, let's go down to the mountain to take the champion exam!

In the commentary on the mental method, there are also a large number of Daoist mantras searched by the red-browed ghost Liu Tang. It is necessary to sacrifice blood to the living soul. The most brilliant ones are just some scattered inheritances of the Wutai sect. It is better than the "Taoist Canon Miscellaneous and Wonderful Use of Yangfu Shenlu Sutra" in Taoist temples, but it is also not popular.

Chen Ang closed his eyes and rested his mind, released Tianhe's mana and turned it into a piece on the top of his head, tempering the vitality of the day, and at the same time pondered the flame of the demon-breaking ever-bright lamp, and continued to refine the mana. The spiritual flame was polluted, but it became more clever. After being tempered by Chen Ang's mana, its essence was enhanced. It seemed that there was a filthy stimulus that could counteract it, but it made its essence more magical.

After two hours like this, Chen Ang's mind moved, and the crane feather that Chen Ang had practiced in the Luoxia Cave more than ten miles away fell from the air, killing the bald ghost to death.

At this time, the bald ghost had already broken in and was about to attack, but Monk Jingming was entangled by a cloud of black mist in the distance.

Meng Nuxian, who was seriously injured, was powerless to resist. When she closed her eyes and waited to die, the feather of the white crane's right wing lit up slightly, and it floated up into the air. Driven by Chen Ang, who was far away in Qixia Temple, she killed the traitor instead. .

The magic power attached to the feathers was still insufficient after killing the bald ghost, and it exploded into a pile of feathers, and the magic power turned into a sword energy, invisible and colorless, and the dark mist clouded it in the dark, causing it to be severely injured , was overwhelmed by Jingming, dropped a copper ring and retreated.

Chen Ang moved with his heart, and his body turned into a long rainbow, and he stood at the entrance of Luoxia Cave. For a person like him, the mountain road of tens of miles is just a matter of thoughts. Wrapped and rushed to Chen Ang.

Jingming shook his head and smiled wryly: "Fortunately, fellow Taoist, you have other preparations, otherwise I would have suffered a big loss! I only thought that this was the doom of that little girl Meng, but I didn't expect that there was also my doom in it. Haiyan’s fire calamity, but there is still this aftermath, which made me get entangled by the enemy and almost missed a major event.”

"Your opponent doesn't seem to be a good strategy." Chen Ang said with a smile: "It just happened that he was hit by my sword, and he has my sword energy on him, why don't I take the opportunity to kill him and help you get rid of a trouble?"

"You mustn't..." Jingming refused with a wry smile, "Although my junior brother has gone the wrong way, he hasn't done any serious evil. I still want to work hard to save him, so you must not send him to reincarnation .”

The time the two of them chatted, the owner of Luoxia Cave finally packed up and rushed out.

That fairy Meng changed her clothes, although her face was tired, she couldn't hide her natural beauty. She is not tall, and her figure is quite delicate, but she is rare and generous, not petty. Facing Jing Ming and Chen Ang, although she looks ashamed, she is not coy, and she salutes deeply, apologizing with a bit of shyness : "Meng Xiashang, thank you two seniors for your help. Xiashang fell into a demon before and failed Master Jingming's good intentions. I hope you will be more generous. Don't blame me for being straightforward." (To be continued.) Launch a new website