Horrible Recovery: Start Unlocking Eight Techniques!

The

news he got from the ghost mother gave Tang Ling a clear direction to look for. ...

He didn't expect that in that case, Fang Jie didn't die.

He suddenly remembered the gossip wheel on the other party's chest, and he could see that it was an extremely powerful Natal Magic Weapon.

That Fang Jie should have poured a wisp of his soul into it long ago, in case he could escape when he encountered a life and death crisis.

As for how Tang Ling knew, it was because his gossip yin and yang mirror also had this effect.

Moreover, he used this method as well.

But at the time, he didn't even think about it.

What a misstep.

"It is worthy of being born in the Daomen, even if he betrays the Daoist scriptures, there are still many means."

"Old Taoist, you descendants, you really give me a headache."

Tang Ling sighed helplessly.

If he hadn't promised the other party, when he was able, he would help him clean up those traitors.

Just as the so-called eldest husband said a word, he made a horse.

Moreover, although he was not a true descendant of the old Taoist priest, he also learned a lot from him.

In this ghostly world, ordinary people will die if they are not careful.

If you want to protect yourself, you can only do your best to strengthen yourself.

After all, he owed the old Taoist priest a big favor.

Without him, he would not have unlocked the Heavenly Basket so smoothly.

Therefore, Tang Ling would not bother and come to this Jinling.

Otherwise, what do these things have to do with him.

He was originally a traverser from other worlds.

Here, there are no relatives, not even friends, only this lonely body and his soul with nowhere to rest.

Several times he saved those imperial ghost envoys, and sealed the passage, just to be able to live among his kind.

And not a bunch of ghosts.

That passage connects to the world of ghosts, that is, the world of ghosts.

It can be imagined that once the passage is opened, how many ghosts in the ghost world should pour in.

For this world, for this country, he can be regarded as benevolent and righteous.

After all, his personality is lazy, and being able to eat and wear without worrying about salted fish is his favorite and most yearning life.

Tang Ling stood on a certain tall building, his eyes looking down at the stream on the ground.

This melancholy emotion has not been done once or twice.

The old Taoist priest was the first person he recognized in his heart.

Since he died, Tang Ling had no friends he had.

Maybe that Zheng Yuanhuo is half, but it is also limited to superficial friendship, also known as surface brothers.

Not to mention Zhang Nanshan and the others, it was just a money transaction.

"

When people are old, they are prone to sentimentality."

Sighing, Tang Ling took a step forward and was about to walk forward.

"Brother... Brothers... You are calm, nothing is important to your own life, you are still young, don't think about it..."

At this time, a slightly frightened voice suddenly came from behind him.

Tang Ling paused and looked at the person behind him with a frown.

But I saw a middle-aged man wearing a suit and tie appear there.

He was an employee of the company and just wanted to come up and breathe.

Who would have thought that as soon as he opened the door, he saw such a scene.

If he hadn't spoken out in time, I'm afraid the other party would have fallen.

If someone really committed suicide in front of him, I don't know how much shadow it would leave in his heart.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Tang Ling showing a wicked smile towards him.

Then he turned around and jumped down without hesitation.

"Ah——————"

Seeing this, the man was so frightened that he screamed on the spot.

He stood there for a long time.

He did not hear screams or panic from the ground.

"Are people so calm now?"

Thinking of this, he ran to the edge of the roof and looked down.

But the picture of blurred flesh and blood being smashed into meat mud in my mind did not appear.

The man disappeared as if out of thin air.

This made him wonder if he had seen the hell in the daylight.

Otherwise, how to explain this scene.

This reminded him of the accidental disappearance of several drunk passers-by near the Jing'an Temple yesterday at night.

At present, the police have sealed off the temple.

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Jing'an Temple.

A certain Zen room.

The penitential plate sat on the futon, and the Buddha behind him recovered some breath.

Those missing youths were naturally eaten by him as nourishment.

Of course, just a few ordinary people naturally do not have much effect.

Originally, he didn't plan to start so quickly, but as the patrols of those ghost envoys became more and more thorough.

He had to recover those consumed Buddha powers as soon as possible.

Although doing so will make it possible for him to expose himself, he must act in order to protect himself.

Fang Jie was already dead, and he couldn't break the enchantment.

Even if it is hidden, there will always be a risk of exposure.

It's better to start first.

As long as he can recover his peak state, it is possible to break through that damn enchantment.

The main thing was that Tang Ling's appearance made his heart upset.

That terrifying guy actually devoured Fang Jie in an instant.

This kind of method, even those of them who destroy their humanity, feel extremely terrible.

In the heart of repentance, Tang Ling was an even more terrifying evil ghost than them.

He didn't want to die, let alone become the nourishment of others.

For this, it is necessary to die and come back to life.

Repented and decided to eat some more ghost envoys, and Fan Tiansheng, who had the peak strength of A-class, was his primary target.

As long as you eat the other party, plus the ghost qi that you have absorbed in the vicinity in the past two days.

He must have reached his heyday.

As long as he can escape Jinling, there is a way to escape from the big han and return to a familiar place.

What Fang Jie said at that time was indeed true, but it was only aimed at their Daoist faction.

The Buddhist gate where confession is located is different.

Just a few of his senior brothers were much stronger than him.

If he hadn't been unwilling to be the weakest existence, he wouldn't have risked sneaking into the Great Han with Fang Jie to make a plan to slaughter the city.

Now, Fang Jie is dead, the plan is in vain, and he is also in danger.

As long as he can escape from the big man, he can contact several senior brothers.

If a few senior brothers are there, they will be safe and sound.

The other side.

Jinling's imperial ghost envoy, because of the events of the previous two days, his mind has been tense.

Now that there was a disappearance near the Jing'an Temple, they naturally thought of the monk who had escaped.

So soon, they came to investigate around the Jing'an Temple.

Finally, they came to the gate of Jing'an Temple.

After communicating with the police officer in charge of guarding the place, he was granted permission to enter.

"A few of you, go over there and take a look, and the rest, follow me."

It was no one else who led the team, it was Fan Tiansheng.

"Search carefully and don't miss a corner."

"Understood!"

The words fell, and everyone began to act.

At this time, none of the monks in the temple knew who this group of people was, and they looked at them blankly.

When Fan Tiansheng and others searched Jing'an Temple.

In the dark, a pair of eyes were already silently watching them.