I Have a Monster Farm

Zhang Ziyu is extremely suspicious that his master Simu Daochang specially brought him here to be a strong man. Zhang Ziyu joined him along the way, and Zhang Ziyu was doing all the work of driving the corpse.

And the four-eyed Taoist priest himself was sitting between the ladders with the hands of the walking corpses, very leisurely.

"Stinky boy, slow down, I can't bear the bumps when walking so fast."

"Master, you are going too far. You dragged me over to help you get rid of the corpse. There are so many demands."

"If you have something to do, the disciple should do his best, you brat, do you know what the secret technique of divine strike is?"

After all, the four-eyed Taoist still loves his apprentice, and the purpose of pulling him over is to teach him the secret art of magic.

He also noticed that the magic weapon refined by his disciple seemed to find another way. Although the function was powerful, it was biased towards physical attacks, and the damage and defense against spirits and the like would be reduced to a certain extent.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the god's secret technique is used, and the whole body is filled with true energy and spiritual energy, isn't it easy to cast down ghosts with fists?

And it's completely in my own line of style, which couldn't be more suitable.

"God's secret technique, isn't it the secret technique of inviting the gods to upper body, and then borrowing the power of the gods to cast spells?"

"Snapped"

Daoist Simu threw a fruit at Zhang Ziyu's head, and said angrily, "I've taught you this, because you're ignorant and inexperienced?"

Zhang Ziyu's eyes widened, and he looked at his master, how did you manage to be so confident?

"Master, this is the first time you are going to teach me the magic fighting technique."

The four-eyed Daoist was taken aback for a moment, and laughed twice: "Ahem, it's not a big problem to accidentally substitute your uncle." "

"God fighting technique, it is said that the upper body of the gods is used to borrow the power of the righteous gods in the world to cast magic power. But in fact, there are three kinds of invitation methods, one is to borrow the power of the righteous gods in the sky, It's just that the aura is becoming scarcer and scarcer now, and the road to immortality is cut off, so this road is basically broken."

"Master, what kind of god do you usually invite?"

"talkative"

Simudao turned white like Zhang Ziyu, and said: "There are no righteous gods, but the incense of those beliefs is endless in the world, and there is naturally power in it. If you think about it, you can communicate with these powers. Please come here If you have strength in your body, it means that you have successfully invited the gods. This is the method of inviting the gods, and most of the world's magic strikes are the method of cultivation."

Zhang Ziyu asked curiously: "Since there is no god, why do people who practice worshiping gods worship so many people?"

The four-eyed Taoist said: "Sincere heart is spiritual. If the heart is not sincere and there is no token as a medium, it will naturally take a lot of effort. However, after you have cultivated to a high level, then borrowing these incense and divine powers is nothing It comes at your fingertips."

The four-eyed Taoist explained to Zhang Ziyu in detail, almost revealing the magic trick.

Zhang Ziyu also understood why some priests invited the gods, but they didn't see the practice of opening the altar, and even the words of asking the gods were not very respectful.

That's because they knew that what they invited was the divine power of incense and fire, not those righteous gods or their divine power.

It is also true that there are not many people in the world who invite gods to cultivate. If everyone invites gods to the righteous gods, how can those righteous gods have so much time to deal with so much.

And there is another big truth, that is, people with no background, how dare you ask the righteous gods to descend their divine power to help you?

Wash and sleep, there is everything in the dream.

"Master, what is the way?"

"The way to do it is to invite wandering souls, ghosts and gods. Although the immortal way does not exist now, the underworld does not. Naturally, the way to do it is to invite ghosts and ghosts to borrow their power."

After the four-eyed Taoist priest finished talking about these three magic-inviting techniques, he said to Zhang Ziyu seriously: "Although the upper, middle and lower methods are different, there is no real distinction between superior and inferior, it is just the power of invitation." It's different. The real strength lies in how well you practice the secret art and how powerful your body can bear."

The strength of the practice and physical strength of the divine strike secret technique determine the upper limit of the divine strike technique after it is used.

Along the way, Taoist Master Simu was telling Zhang Ziyu all the details that need to be paid attention to in the secret art of the gods, including both the skills of the magic art and some taboos.

For example, even if it is not those righteous gods, but the divine power of incense and fire, it will also have some characteristics similar to the righteous gods and some characteristics that some believers endowed with the divine power of incense and fire.

Therefore, when you invite similar divine powers to your body, you can't do some taboo things, so as not to invite the gods to fail.

Of course, because he was just on the road, it was impossible for the four-eyed Taoist priest to hand over the secret art of God's Dao to Zhang Ziyu on the road. After all, it was inconvenient to practice.

The two walked for about a few days, and finally returned to the wooden house in the deep mountains. They did not encounter any twists and turns or obstacles along the way.

He is not stupid even if he is a ghost, two people drive the corpse together, one is full of energy and blood, and the other looks profound, and he will only do it when he is stupid.

After returning to the wooden house, Priest Simu realized that something was wrong, the whole yard was empty and very quiet.

So he turned to the window, and sure enough, his apprentice Jia Le was sleeping on the recliner, just like when Zhang Ziyu was at home.

"good boy"

Daoist Ximu narrowed his eyes, he must be lazy, your junior brother is already at the sixth level of Qi training, you have the nerve to be lazy.

He came back from the window, ready to teach Qian Jiale a lesson.

Clutching the formula with his hands, he cast spells on a group of walking corpses, muttering something in his mouth: "The sky is clear and the earth is spirited, listen to my password, oh, it's an order, hit me when I see it, beat me when I hear it, be as urgent as a law!"

Zhang Ziyu was preparing to watch the play, but he found that his senior brother woke up.

Hey, I've watched some dramas, where one big and one small fight, and we'll see if it's the same as before.

Holding a bamboo stick, the walking dead jumped towards the house.

Qian Jiale panicked when he saw his master preparing to punish him behind the door. Although he had already seen his younger brother who had a lot of ideas, he wanted to ask for help, but it was too late.

So I had no choice but to go back to the recliner and pretend to sleep for the first time, so as not to change.

If the master finds out that he has woken up and saw his movements, according to the master's temperament to save face, he is afraid that he will be beaten directly.

Alas, I will find a way to hide for a while, and I will not say the word "oops" when I am killed.

Zhang Ziyu was about to take out the melon seeds to watch a show. Seeing the master walking over with the walking corpse, he picked up a stick and hit Jiale on the buttocks.

"boom"

There was a muffled sound, and Zhang Ziyu looked at it and shook his head. The brother's buttocks are really bearable, so he didn't cry out.

"boom"

Another moment, the Taoist priest with four eyes has realized that the brat is pretending to be asleep: "Oh, brat, bear it."

As soon as the voice fell, the walking corpse immediately called with a bamboo stick when he heard the password.

The four-eyed Daoist's face changed slightly, knowing that he had slipped his tongue, but before the bamboo stick fell on his body, the tyrant's armor appeared on his body.

The bamboo stick fell on it, and it was all blocked by the block, without any pain at all.

"Yes, this tyrant armor is easy to use."

The four-eyed Taoist escaped a catastrophe, and he was full of praise for this armor, but he couldn't bear it for the apprentice who was still pretending to sleep in pain.

Enduring the pain, pretending to be asleep, treating Master as a fool.

"Jia Le, let's see what gift Master brought you?"

"what gift?"

Jia Le subconsciously asked a question, and then with a bang, he was punched on the head by the four-eyed priest.

"Master's love!"

"oops"

The Taoist priest with four eyes gritted his teeth, Qian Jiale wanted to cry but had no tears, and covered his head.

"Master, you don't talk about martial arts."

"I'm a Taoist priest, what martial arts are you talking about? Send these guests to the room, hurry up."