Immortality, Starting from the Side Sect

Chen Ci thought for a while and couldn't figure out why the county's corpse stitcher wanted to kill him.

First of all, it is not possible.

Secondly, this weird ability is not something that can be inherited by a random cultivator in a remote place.

Although there are many strange people in the professions of executioners, corpse seamers, and ghost workers, their inheritance is not very good and there are many restrictions. Not to mention cultivating Qi for longevity, a person who is not careful may not live shorter than ordinary people.

What a great inheritance, who does all this work?

Chen Ci carefully walked into a remote shop next to the market entrance. There were some paper figures, horses, and ingot candles in the outer hall of the shop. The cold wind was very permeable.

It's normal to infiltrate people, but it's still normal. But walking further inside, when you get to the bedroom, the style of the painting suddenly changes.

The five internal organs are offered as offerings, the corpse's bones are used as incense, a golden boy and a jade girl serve on both sides, and a believer kneels on the ground.

The most eye-catching thing is the statue of the god enshrined.

Chen Ci originally thought that the statue of the god would look weird. After all, the weird skills displayed by the corpse stitcher seemed unseemly at first glance.

But the statue in front of me could not be made of wood or clay, but it was an image of an old man wearing a red and white robe, a tall hat, long eyebrows and white beard, and a kind face.

He is holding a dragon-headed walking stick, carrying a magic book and an elixir gourd at his waist, and even has a layer of rosy blush on the face of the statue. Just one look at it makes people feel friendly.

"Is this a mistake?"

Chen Ci touched his chin and couldn't help but look at it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that this was a righteous god, mysterious and wise.

He is said to be the star of fortune, wealth and longevity, Chen Ciduxin.

"Under the Righteous God, how could the corpse-sewer be like that? He is neither a human nor a ghost, yet he still offers these ungraceful things. He cannot even worship the gods, and the wild boar cannot eat fine chaff. "

"It's not easy to meet the Zunzheng God. As long as you worship the God sincerely and chant the Yellow God Lord of Death and Life, you can get the method of immortality, right?"

"I just said, how can someone with Death, Life and Qihuang as his god's name be an evil god?"

Thinking like this, Chen Ci clasped his palms together and recognized that it was not the Lord God who was at fault, but the corpse stitcher.

Let him come and worship, and the result will be different.

Thinking of this, Chen Ci took two steps forward and kicked away the believers who were kneeling in front of the statue. Who is this? He has no eyesight at all. He didn't see Mr. Chen coming and didn't give up his position.

You've lost your head, why are you still praying here? How can you still grow a head?

Oh, your head is gone, right?

The head is gone.

Well, head.

"Nima!"

Chen Ci came to his senses and realized that the person kneeling was not the corpse stitcher. He quickly slapped a few soul-fixing charms on his body, turned around and wanted to run away.

This damn thing is so evil!

I had only glanced at this statue for a few times, but there was a voice in my heart telling me that worshiping God would grant me immortality.

But strangely enough, Chen Cigang turned his head away from looking at the statue. He had no intention of worshiping in his heart. He wanted to summon the Five Yin Black Demons to destroy the evil statue, but he was afraid of any sequelae, so he simply bowed his head. Watch the road and prepare to exit.

Anyway, if the sky falls, Mount Longhu will come to the top.

"Huh?"

Chen Cigang took two steps back, lowered his head and saw a small booklet falling out of the arms of the headless body that had been kicked aside. He thought for a moment and took it with his zhenqi. He didn't have time to look through it and ran out like a dog chasing after him.

"You worship the evil god, and you come to do whatever you want with me. Now it's over, your head is gone."

Chen Ci felt a little sad. It was time to ask the masters from Longhu Mountain to conquer the demons.

Wait, where does Ge Laodao live?

Chen Ci looked at the sky. It was still dark. Where could he find someone?

"Forget it, let's find a place to wait. When dawn comes, go to the government office to report the crime."

After finding a place, Chen Ci calmed down and carefully opened the found booklet. When he saw the first page, he felt like he was shaking.

"Why would a person die without a head? If he could change his head without dying, would he be able to live forever?"

"It seems that people will really die without their heads. It may be that my suturing skills are not good. Maybe I should start practicing on my hands and feet."

"No, no matter how good the stitching is, it is useless if the recovery is not strong enough. Could it be that I made a mistake?"

"Damn it, Chen, please stir things up. We're out of training materials. There's not much progress. It's good to take a break."

"The Lord of Life and Death, Huang Shenjun? He specializes in refining elixirs to make medicine, and grafting limbs to help the world. Is it true or false, the Pill of Strengthening the Body?"

"Death and life are different, God has blessed me, God has blessed me, it's done, haha, it's done!"

this.

Chen Ci sighed inexplicably after reading this booklet.

He is also a poor man on the road to immortality.

A casual cultivator with no inheritance wants to find a new way to study the method of changing the head to live forever. How can he be a corpse stitcher who fishes for the vagina? He is obviously a practitioner of medicine in the world of cultivation.

Just outrageous.

It's a pity that I don't know where I worshiped the evil god.

Just worship me, you still want to practice killing people.

Just practice, you can't keep a low profile and insist on doing it yourself.

Well, Chen Ci could only say that it was a good death.

"Thousands of magic spells and magical powers are not as good as the question of immortality. Even casual cultivators from outside the world also have dreams of immortality."

Chen Ci had a complicated look on his face. It was difficult to say what was right or wrong on the road to immortality, but if you took the wrong path, you would easily die. You should keep in mind the consequences of worshiping evil gods and be vigilant at all times.

It's time.

Caishikou suddenly became lively. A group of government officials surrounded a shop. Changping County Lord also wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It is outrageous for this god to report to a mortal that he has discovered evil spirits and to deal with them immediately.

Fortunately, the county magistrate was smart and immediately invited the old Taoist Ge Zhou to come over.

"Yin demon? Haha, Fellow Daoist Chen is really good at it. He didn't find anything unusual in the hall yesterday, yet he let you get rid of him in just one night."

Ge Laodao looked at the heads on the ground with an indifferent expression: "The evil spirit has been eliminated. Just get some kerosene and burn this place."

There is something in the words.

However, Chen Ci didn't care. Instead, he asked curiously: "Fellow Daoist Ge, there is a statue of a god in there. Who is called the Xuanhuang God of Death and Life? What is it?"

"Did you bow?"

Ge Laodao looked a little playful and suddenly asked a question.

"How is it possible? I was born as a Heshan person and died as a Heshan ghost. There is absolutely no way I would join another family."

Chen Ci shook his head and denied it repeatedly.

"hehe."

Ge Laodao stroked his beard, pondered for a moment, and then explained a few words: "That is the spiritual dyeing method set up by the great spiritual masters. Those great masters like to get some gadgets like this and throw them away casually. Whoever picks it up?" You can only admit that you are unlucky.

Just like your Heshan sect offering sacrifices and refining magic tools, if some casual cultivators of the miscellaneous family are tainted by the spiritual dyeing method, they will sacrifice themselves into ghost demons, practice hard every day, and think that they have obtained magical powers. When one day he encounters the power of the original owner, he will be taken away in the blink of an eye and become his cultivation material. "

Chen Ci: "." It's a fraud. Someone is committing fraud here!

"Is it so easy to lie? It shouldn't be."

Chen Ci couldn't help but ask, although it is said that there are too many fools and not enough liars, but most people who embark on spiritual practice will have two minds, and those who are really stupid will probably not be able to go very far.

It's a technique that sacrifices oneself to become a ghost demon. If you look twice, you can find something wrong.

This is no longer selling yourself and counting money for others.

This is making yourself a dish and then serving it to others.

"The methods taught by Lingran are nine true and one false."

Ge Laodao glanced at him, said nothing, and left leisurely.

Good guy, it turns out to be a great way to fish.

If you don’t feed the nest when fishing, the harvest will not be much; if you feed the nest a lot, it goes without saying that the harvest will be good.

Chen Ci felt quite sad. There were too many routines in the world of cultivation. How should an honest person like him get a foothold?

too difficult.

but

Chen Ci touched the pamphlet in his sleeve. He really needed to distinguish whether the 'Pui Yuan Health Pill' prescription in it was a nest or a bait. Don't let someone fish you away just by twisting your mouth. .