My golden finger is delicious

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For Wu Ding, the people who knew about him in the whole Song Dynasty treated him as a national treasure.

They were afraid that he would be bumped or broken.

For Wu Ding's request to build an imperial platform, he approved a piece of land with his imperial pen without saying a word.

This land is still to be filled.

In other words, Wu Ding can choose any place in the whole Song Dynasty to build an imperial platform.

It doesn't even have to be in the territory of the Song Dynasty.

Military officer: Wherever you like, we will attack you.

Civilian officer: emmm... It's not a big problem.

However, when they turned around and found that he was gone.

They could only helplessly admit that they couldn't keep an eye on him.

This immortal who cares about the world doesn't want to treat him like a porcelain.

Not to mention offering him with fine clothes and food and worshiping him devoutly.

After the information about the Liao Dynasty was transmitted back.

In addition to admiration, they were also grateful beyond repayment.

However, in a blink of an eye.

They lost the person they swore to protect with all their strength.

Fahai looked at the anxiety of the Taoist friends around him.

He was a little puzzled.

"Fellow Taoist Wu is not a reckless person."

Not only is he not reckless, but he also has a lot of tricks.

He spread rumors not just by mixing in with the Liao people and telling his story with words like "I heard", "My relatives said", "I saw it with my own eyes".

Fahai saw with his own eyes that he used a piece of unknown meat to attract a group of steppe eagles.

Then he tied a conspicuous silk cloth on the legs of each eagle, disguising them as messenger eagles.

You can imagine what was written on the silk cloth.

Fahai also saw him disguised as a Liao person and ran to a place where good and bad people were mixed.

He spent a lot of money to buy the whereabouts of "Tang Monk".

His eyes were red, and the whole person was as crazy and fanatical as a gambler.

The large piece of gold in his hand directly ignited the madness of others around him.

What's worse, they deliberately created some false images of golden lotus in full bloom, endless Buddhist chants, and Buddha's light shining everywhere, so that those who were trying to find out the news could find out.

The Liao people had wondered why such a "Tang Monk" would wander around in the Liao people's territory.

Wu Ding immediately patched it up after discovering it.

The Buddha's disciples can only return after experiencing tribulations.

Only after experiencing enough pursuits and hardships can one experience the sufferings of the world and the various aspects of the world, and only then can one understand the Buddha's town.

The Song Dynasty protected the Buddha's disciples too well.

The Buddha's disciples came to the Liao Dynasty to experience tribulations!

Fahai almost believed it.

Wu Ding even played several roles.

Let the Liao people see with their own eyes that the Buddha's disciples converted the "Liao people".

The people who originally came to hunt him down turned against him and desperately protected the Buddha's disciples to escape.

Finally, Fahai's own ability to slay demons and monsters was added.

Everything was so logical and reasonable.

There was not even a single mistake or omission.

Even if there are some details that are wrong, it is not something that Liao people who do not understand Buddhism can find.

Fahai has always relied on my martial arts to travel the world.

The only thing he uses his brain is to go to Xu Xian and say that your wife is a demon.

For the first time, I felt the extent of what can be achieved with a trick.

There is only objective and fair admiration.

These days of getting along, let Fahai feel that Wu Ding is a person... Although he favors the snake demon, he is brave and resourceful and is a young man with a promising future.

Even if he is not here now and did not appear as planned, Fahai believes that nothing will happen to him.

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that everyone was looking at him with a very strange look.

[He doesn't know? ]

[He really doesn't know? ]

[No one told him? ]

[It seems that he really didn't? ]

[Should I tell him now? ]

[How to say? ]

This is the first time that Fahai was looked at by everyone with such eyes.

It's not that he is wrong and it's not that the concept is incompatible.

But... but...

It was as if he had been in seclusion for hundreds of years and didn't know the current affairs of the world.

To put it in modern terms... Comrade, you missed several hot searches.

Everyone exchanged glances and finally decided to put the matter aside.

After all, apart from their overprotection of Wu Ding in their hearts, Fahai was not wrong.

Apart from anything else, the stacks of talismans in Wu Ding's sleeves were enough to make everyone present drink a pot.

The strength they all feared.

Yelu Monroe was not much easier.

Where is Wu Ding?

On... the grassland.

It must be said that the grassland is vast and not very friendly for positioning coordinates.

A slight turn would make you unable to tell east, south, west, north.

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't know the way, but the cute horse does.

Now he just finds a quiet place.

Refine a weapon before the target arrives.

Well, he wants to make a piece of equipment to collect souls.

This idea came to him in the last Conan world.

At that time, he took a fancy to Gin and kept him as the spirit of the emperor's platform.

As a result, because he could not preserve the soul.

He kept Gin alive until the end...

Ahem, it's a bit...

But at that time, Wu Ding did not know such magic, let alone refine such a magic weapon.

But now it's no problem.

His strength has improved, and he has the method of refining the weapon.

As for the materials...

Whoever lacks materials, Wu Ding will not lack them.

The entire Shanhai Realm is not just for eating.

The magic weapon that collects souls is still very common among all types of magic weapons.

It's not just evil cultivators who have this need.

Righteous monks sometimes need to protect people's souls.

For example, Fahai's golden bowl has such a function.

There is an underworld in this world. When Fa Hai cannot protect human lives, he should protect human souls first. Reincarnation is better than the soul being scattered.

There are also situations where the living soul is separated from the body, the three souls and seven souls are missing, the soul is injured, etc.

All require storage and soul-fixing magic weapons to save the situation.

Well, in terms of evil cultivation, it is simple and crude.

It looks brutal, bloody and gaudy.

But if we summarize the following, we can find out. The magic weapon they use on the soul basically absorbs the soul and refines it to increase the attack attribute of the magic weapon.

What Wu Ding wants to do is simpler than both the righteous path and the evil path.

He is just a collector.

There is no need to raise the soul or refine the soul, not even compared to Tai Lao Gu, he just wants to be accommodated.

The space doesn’t even need to be large.

He just takes one soul.

Such a magic weapon is refined. If it is customized outside or made by a serious weapon refiner, it will not be much more expensive.

If the design is exquisite and the technique is exquisite, the material can be saved even more.

However, Wu Ding used it.

The skull of a ghost car and the feathers of a soul-breaking bird.

The ghost car, also known as the nine-headed bird, likes to suck the essence and soul of people away, regardless of life or death.

Drops of its blood on the ground can attract evil and bring misfortune.

The soul-breaking bird is said to be the soul of an unjust person who died in vain. In fact, there is a slight deviation. If anyone who was accidentally killed or died unjustly could turn into a soul-breaking bird, wouldn't this bird fly all over the sky?

Only when a large number of powerful wronged souls gather under the right conditions at the right time and place can they become soul-breaking birds.

One is to absorb souls, and the other is to condense souls.

These two top-notch materials, put here to make a "toy", can be said to be quite a genius.

"You can't think like that. You have to think, what am I doing this for? For the Imperial Tower. What is the purpose of building the Imperial Tower? To save the world!"

Can saving the world be called a waste?

That's called excellence, that's called prudence.

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The mysterious witch characters condensed in Wu Ding's hands, and then turned into blue flames.

The feathers of the soul-breaking bird were the first to be thrown into the flames.

The blue flame suddenly gained a layer of purple.

And in an instant, it transformed from a fiery burning sensation to a cold, ghostly aura.

The feeling of death and pain came from the flames, and Wu Ding's mind was affected.

Not only that, Wu Ding also heard the wailing sounds of wronged souls.

They are in pain, they are unwilling, and they want revenge on the world.

"Is this...an hallucination or is this voice really there?"

All the bosses turned their heads to look at Soul-Suffering Bird, who was resting on one side.

Soul-Suffering Bird very scientifically plucked out one of its own feathers and tried burning it.

Then he told Wu Ding.

It's real, not an illusion.

The voice of the Soul-Suffering Bird is very unpleasant to hear. I am used to hearing the voices of the Phoenix Luan Bird, Chongming and others, and now I hear the voice of the Soul-Suffering Bird, which is dry and hoarse, like grains of sand grinding stone.

It was really uncomfortable to hear.

However, Wu Ding, who has been in formal contact with the Shanhai Realm for several years, knew it.

What sounds good or bad is just a human judgment.

The last time a hundred birds sang together, the Soul-Sorrowing Bird was also in charge of the bass part. It has a very good relationship with Phoenix and the others.

In comparison, Gui Che's bird luck is not that good.

Get used to the wailing sound of the soul in my ears.

The blue-purple flame began to burn Gui Che's skull.

The moment the burning passed, the ghostly crying sound in my ears disappeared.

The seemingly hard skull began to become soft.

Wu Ding played several magic formulas, the simplest shaping magic formula.

Very quickly, shape the skull into a round shape.

A round shape with no seams left.

"Next step...wait, it seems there is no next step."

The top materials are so bold.

In addition, Wu Ding's requirements were simple, so he simply calcined and shaped it, and the thing was ready.

"You've already used my skull, and you still ask for the next step!! There's no need to hurt my aunt's feathers! My skull has such an effect! This is my favorite head!"

The surrounding birds and beasts all rolled their eyes at this nonsense.

The ghost car originally had ten heads, but nine is the ultimate number, and his tenth head was destined to fall off.

Even if there is no dog bite (in the legend), it will fall due to other reasons.

It will grow back slowly after it falls off.

Once it grows out, it will have to fall off.

Just when Wu Ding was thinking about whether he should add something more after everything was done, at least add some patterns, add some other attributes and so on.

A collective reminder came from the world of mountains and seas

【later! 】

"This is really good material, can you dedicate it to me?"

Wu Ding:! ! !

He has set up a formation when refining his weapon.

His perception isn't that weak either.

But he didn't realize there was anyone behind him until the big guys spoke up.

Yelu Munro!

It could only be him.

No matter how frightened he was in his heart, there was no wave on Wu Ding's face.

He accompanied the top beasts day and night, was taught by two sword gods, saw the power of the God of Death, and saw the melee between monks from the Three Kingdoms.

Not to mention the impact and cultivation of various information explosions in the 21st century.

Just the sudden appearance of the BOSS behind him was not enough to make Wu Ding lose his temper.

Even, because of his appearance.

Wu Ding switched to external commercial mode with one click.

Cool, elegant and gentle.

The indifference of not caring about anything.

Wu Ding is like a most standard practitioner.

He looked at the visitor without joy or sorrow.

He even gave a respectful Song salute.

"I've met Mr. Yelu."

"Oh? Young man, do you know me?"

"After all, I've done such a big trick to trick you. It's not good if you don't know me."

The smile that had been hanging on the corner of Yelvmenluo's mouth condensed.

Wu Ding's words almost made it clear that if he didn't understand...don't be a BOSS, just be cannon fodder.

Yelumenluo looked at Wuding carefully.

I didn't see anything special about this young man at all.

I don't even understand what gave him the courage to stand in front of him and say these words.

"Are you... stalling for time?" Yelu Munro raised his eyebrows indifferently. "Okay, send the signal for your master to come over."

Just catch them all in one go.

Yelumenluo, who seemed calm, was actually furious.

Anyone who goes out with confidence is ready to bring back gifts dropped from the sky to help him fulfill his lifelong dream.

When I was passing by, I saw a child refining a weapon, and I just wanted to do some robbing.

But the child told him that everything was a scam.

He could understand the drive of the monks of the Song Dynasty to kill demons for the common people in the world.

He has also been on guard against the monks of the Song Dynasty and tried not to conflict with them.

But it doesn't mean that he can bear to face this situation.

Yelumenluo has already begun to consider the steps of turning this little guy and his master into adult elixir materials.

"Oh? Then don't regret it." Wu Ding had a hint of joy on his face.

You were originally bluffing, but after seeing the other party being fooled, you couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief for the rest of your life.

"No regrets." Yelvmenluo began to evaluate Wu Ding's body material more carefully.

It's like an adult doesn't care about the screams of a three or four year old child.

I saw a golden feather in Wu Ding's hand.

This feather exploded as soon as it appeared.

In the moment before the golden light dissipated.

Wu Ding appeared a thousand meters away.

Such an exquisite teleportation technique even stunned Yelvmenluo for a moment.

But then his pupils constricted.

While Wu Ding moved himself out.

He also left a cordial greeting to Yelumenluo.

Talisman, the simplest and most direct, explosive Talisman.

Let's compare it to Naruto's detonating talisman.

The explosive power of each talisman of Wuding is ten times that, and the flames introduced are Bifang or Golden Crow True Fire.

There are two kinds of flames, one is cunning and the other is upright.

Combined together, you are guaranteed to experience the most sincere passion of the fire element.

And the number left by Wu Ding.

Not many, maybe a hundred.

He cleverly surrounded Yelumenluo completely.

Not a single seam is left.

Wu Ding teleported himself out.

Leave the talisman behind and explode.

This all happens in half a second.

Wu Ding just landed a thousand meters away.

I saw a fiery explosion heading straight towards Yunxiao.

"This is what he asked me to send a signal to call people." Wu Ding was a little shy and showed his obedience and innocence to the big guys watching the live broadcast.

He simply posted a more conspicuous one.

"It's quite spectacular, but why does it go straight up and down? I thought it should be like a mushroom. Yep, it's still alive as expected."

If you don't even have a life-saving trump card, you are not qualified to be the number one player in Daliao.

Wu Ding felt the strong and terrifying aura erupting from the flame pillar.

Don't just stand there and wait.

The bow of the black horn appears on the left hand.

A long arrow appears in the right hand.

It's different from usual.

This time Su Tiao's arrow branches were tied with talismans and seals.

"Sorry, I just have a few more ordinary consumables."

Aim for the center of the flame.

Aim and let go.

Nine arrows shot in succession.