Immortality, Starting from the Side Sect

Men who often kill people should know that it is easy to kill but difficult to dismember.

The moon is dark, the wind is high, and the forest is deep.

"I tell you that someone has accumulated good deeds throughout his life."

Click~

"How could such a thing happen?"

Cha~

Chen Ci sighed softly, put away his spiritual iron dagger, and finally disassembled the last Liuyang leader and most of his spine. The man named Ma had a right way to die, but the four bronze corpses were there. After Ma Jinshun's death, he lost his vitality for some unknown reason, and the flesh and blood in his body actually transformed from being as hard as iron to being made of gold, copper, and iron. This was a sign that the body was corroded by the energy of metal.

Chen Ci simply gave these four people a happy experience. Although they were not very sane, it would not be a good experience for them to be transformed from living people into artifacts.

Not to mention, the bodies of these four bronze corpses were really hard. It took Chen Ci a lot of time and effort to completely obtain the suitable embryos.

It was bloody, and it looked like a slaughterhouse, which was a bit oozing.

Lin Banshan, who was on the side, watched Chen Ci sighing as he cut the body into pieces and took out the bones. A gust of mountain wind blew by, and he felt his scalp numb inexplicably. Even with his courage and cultivation, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Why has this fellow Taoist Chen been acting a little abnormal from the very beginning? He has not been able to obtain a complete high-grade Qi refining method and is irritated?

"Brother Chen, what are you doing?"

Before Lin Banshan could finish his words, Chen Ci waved his hand to stop him: "Fellow Daoist Lin, we'll talk later. Let me take advantage of the heat and freshness, and make a weapon first."

After saying that, Chen Ci placed the five six-yang heads together. After a while, he pressed his palm on the head in the middle, and the already familiar ritual of the Bone-locking Heart Hammer began to operate.

With the input of Three Yin True Qi, the skin, flesh and blood stains on the five Six Yang leaders began to melt rapidly, and seemed to be sucked into the bones. After a while, they turned into five sets of white bones, with some metallic copper faintly revealed in the bones. Sexy, not that spooky.

This wasn't the end yet. Chen Ci was injecting infuriating energy while sacrificing the embryo of the refining weapon. The five skulls quickly shrank to the size of a fist, and the five vertebrae were intertwined with each other, forming a twisted tree that was just a handful. The bone club is about two feet long and connects at the tail to form a grimace-like pattern, which is very ferocious.

Phew~

Chen Ci glanced at the embryo in his hand and slowly exhaled a breath. Although the world always bullied an honest man like himself, good people will always be rewarded. Look at this, if you eliminate evil and do good, White Bone Lock The Heart Sword grew out of the ground on its own.

Do you think it's strange?

Thinking of this, the bad mood that I don't know what the hell was contaminated by, finally got a little better.

White Bone Lock Heart Hammer (embryo): Unrestricted/1/100 (The foundation is medium to upper, you can get the fifty-third level of restrictions, you can refine one hundred catties of bones a day, you can enter one of them)

"Do good deeds and never forget your original intention."

Chen Ci beeped a few words in a low voice, then hung the bone-locking hammer on his waist, and let the five-yin evil spirit bag deal with the debris on the ground, and said: "Fellow Daoist Lin, let's go back, by the way, these bearers... still... Detoxify them, and these two yellow-skinned gourds."

Chen Ci raised his hand to indicate that this was Ma's relic. Apart from the hardware essence of the small half of the gourd, which was somewhat valuable, the remaining gourd contained some wine and some inspiration, which could be regarded as spiritual wine.

"Thanks to Brother Chen for this trip, I'm embarrassed to share the profit any more."

Lin Banshan shook his head and looked at the dozen or so mortal bearers lying on the ground. Although he felt it was a bit troublesome, he still took out a small porcelain bottle and flicked a few drops of the foul-smelling liquid into the crowd, and then the two of them left.

As for where did Ma Jinshun go?

I have never seen it, I have never seen it at all. He, Lin, was so seriously injured. Naturally, he was healed in the Three Yin Views of Chen, me. As for the evidence and explanation.

Without any evidence, a person from a small Majiazhai village came to the disciples of the Heshan Sect to ask for an explanation. I'm afraid he must have lost his mind.

The mountain road was difficult to travel, and Lin Banshan's secret method of powerful medicine did not seem to be as mysterious as he said. At least his wounds had begun to ooze blood. The two of them did not rush on their way, but they were both a little silent.

The method of worshiping Rakshasa: Not yet admitted/1/10 (Worship this method and enter my door)

Chen Ci glanced at the prompt on his panel a few more times. Actually, he was a little confused.

He also came back to his senses at this time. This big boss who came from nowhere seemed to be of a very high level, much stronger than the Xuanhuang God Lord of Laozi Death and Life. At least Chen Ci had faced the statue of the God King directly, although I was tempted, but I didn't directly flash a new message on the gold finger panel.

In other words, this boss's thighs may be quite thick.

But the problem is, how about you draw a picture of the corporate culture and the pie?

Chen Ci was also very panicked just by saying, "Worship this method and join my family." If this boss was after his body, wouldn't he be doomed?

Of course, Chen Ci did not mean to betray the Heshan Sect. As the most loyal disciple of the Heshan Sect, he had always been heart to heart with the Heshan Sect.

But even if the hearts are connected, the Heshan Sect can't stop Chen Ci from running towards someone better than him, right?

Cough~

Chen Ci touched the Bone Heart Locking Sword at his waist. After thinking for a while, he decided to touch the bottom of Lin Banshan a little. After all, this thing only appeared after he cast a spell.

"Brother Lin, are you sure that the spiritual incense method you just used was to subdue the mind, or is it some other mysterious thing?"

Chen Ci slightly accentuated the word "Jiang". He wondered whether Lin Banshan was not good at studying or had learned it wrong.

"Well, that spiritual incense is a secret thing in the religion that affects the soul. After the spell is successfully cast, the monk's soul can completely let go and lose himself, just like a blank piece of paper."

Lin Banshan thought that Chen Ci was still worried about whether there were any omissions in the pamphlet he received, so he explained a few sentences: "I teach powerful people, and they can even refine their external incarnations using this method. Since the spell has been successfully cast, there should be no problem."

Why does it sound a little wrong?

Chen Ci grinned, thought for a while, and asked curiously: "Brother Lin, I would like to ask, which major sect is your sect branched from, or..."

In fact, most of the large and small sects in the world are branched off from a few main branches. On the contrary, the origins of the inheritance of the scattered cultivators are strange. Even if they belong to the side sects, those who can really open up a sect on their own are very rare. It can be said that An unparalleled gift.

Just like the Heshan Sect, although there is a founder of the sect, the fundamental teaching of the sect, the "Heshan Sutra", was not self-enlightened by him, but was slowly completed with an unknown Taoist book. Even so, this person named Feng Although the Patriarch has not achieved immortality, he has left a name in the world of spiritual practice.

Lin Banshan shook his head: "Our religion has been established for less than three hundred years. I and other little people don't know whether the leader has a sect inheritance, which makes fellow Taoists laugh a bit."

There are also differences among the side sects. The Heshan Sect has been established for more than a calamity, that is, 3,600 years, and has been passed down for several generations.

The Wenxiang Sect has been around for less than three hundred years, and the founder of the established sect is still alive, but it is hard to say whether it will still be passed down hundreds of years later.

But there was nothing he could ask. Chen Ci hesitated for a while and wanted to ask directly about worshiping Rakshasa. Maybe they were all in the same group, but he didn't dare.

"Brother Lin, I will be successful in my practice in the future, but I also want to visit Haishi, enter the East China Sea, and appreciate the scenery of the world."

Chen Ci changed the subject and asked with a chuckle: "In the Xishan Mansion of the Liang Kingdom, my status as a disciple of the Heshan Sect is quite comfortable. But if I go to the East China Sea, is there anything I need to pay attention to? Nothing will happen. Can you come and let me hear it?"

"Haha, the East China Sea is far bigger than a single state, and the Wenxiang Sect is only a small one. I have only been in a few sea countries and two routes, and my knowledge is very shallow."

Lin Banshan also smiled and said: "However, there are indeed some things that need to be paid attention to in the East China Sea. For example, don't mess with sword cultivators, don't mess with dragon species, and don't get involved with the Rakshasa Cult."

The East China Sea is rich in sword cultivators. If you offend a sword cultivator, you will easily be tested by others.

There are many kinds of dragons in the East China Sea. The dragon sons are violent and the dragon ladies are passionate. No matter which one you provoke, it is not a good thing.

"As for Rakshasa Cult Brother Chen, if you hear this name, you should run faster."

Lin Banshan pinched his chin: "Anyway, in the East China Sea, sword cultivators and dragon species like to hunt down Rakshasa cultists. They often fight over disagreements. The cultivators who have a relationship with them basically don't end well."

Chen Ci: "."

Good news, it actually worked.

Bad news, this is not what he wants to hear!

"Rakshasa Cult?"

Chen Ci tried his best to manage his face, pretending to be curious and asked: "This is the Lingmen sect? What will happen if you get involved?"

"It's not the Lingmen Sect. I don't know the specifics. I just know that over the past few calamities, disciples from major sects in the East China Sea have always defected and worshiped the Rakshasa Sect. They have caused a lot of big troubles and many people have died."

Lin Banshan organized some words: "But it is said that people who worship the Rakshasa Cult also end up miserable. They are either crazy or dead, or missing and their whereabouts are unknown. Anyway, it is somewhat different from the Lingmen Lingran method, but it is not bad. It’s not far away, so it’s not a good route anyway, so I, the Wenxiang Sect, naturally keep a respectful distance from it.”

Chen Ci: "."

Damn it, this guy with the surname Luo is indeed from the Greedy family, bah!

Sorry, I just spoke a little too loudly. The Heshan Sect and I are not only connected heart to heart, I am filled with the soul of Heshan!

And Brother Lin, why do I feel that the death omen star of your Wenxiang Sect is also shining?

Chen Ci looked a little ugly. He didn't know whether Lin Banshan was a Rakshasa cultist, but there were definitely Rakshasa cultists among the top brass of the Wenxiang Sect, but the people below didn't know.

"Brother Chen, what's wrong?"

Seeing Chen Ci's sudden silence, Lin Banshan asked curiously.

"It's okay, I just feel like the East China Sea is quite dangerous."

Chen Ci came back to his senses and sighed: "Brother Lin, you can always eat whatever you want."

"Um?"

Chen Ci didn't explain too much, and looked at his own panel again. He just hoped that his golden finger could be stronger. If you say you haven't started, you really haven't started, and you won't get started in your life.

Before I could escape from the trap at the side door, I almost fell into the trap of a cult. This world is so ruthless.