Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

There are five peaks in Zhuoguang Mountain, and the place where Lingshu Temple is located is the first one, called Yunhai Peak; to the depths of the mountain, there are four peaks of Yunluan, Yunjuan, Yunming and Yunxiao.

Zhang Ming's goal is very clear, to grab a mount that can fly, so that you don't need to walk up and down the mountain in the future, and grab a mount on the ground, which is low-key and luxurious.

Yunluan Peak is the best choice.

I heard that there used to be luan birds flying here and were seen by the villagers who were hunting, so it was gradually called Yunluan Peak.

"That's not right! Why didn't you find a single beast after walking for a long time! Where's the mount? What about the snakes and worms?"

Zhang Ming felt that something was wrong, not to mention that there are demons rampant in the world today, this deep mountain is most likely to breed powerful monsters, just say that there are always birds, snakes and insects in this inaccessible place?

But after walking for so long, Mao never saw him!

Da Hei licked his tongue, indicating that it had nothing to do with him. But Zhang Ming's eyes froze.

"Say, did you scare them away!"

Da Hei innocently beat his chest, he was wronged.

"I believe you a ghost!"

Zhang Ming glared at him and instructed: "You wait here, I'll go to the top of the mountain in front of me to see!"

Leaving the mandrill, he walked alone through the cypress forest and quickly climbed a hillside next to a cliff.

"Roar--"

A black bear jumped out of the bushes.

Zhang Ming's eyes lit up: "Sure enough, the big black guy has a strong aura, scaring the beasts away!"

He threw it casually, and a green ribbon appeared, which shot out like electric light and wrapped around the black bear.

Bind the demon cable!

The fierce black bear was bound and fell to the ground.

"Hey, since you're here, Pindao will accept you with reluctance. Heavenly Book of Famous Beasts, contract art!"

Zhang Ming tapped his hand and stamped a mark on its consciousness, then took the demon-binding cable and asked, "Blind man, can there be luan birds living in this mountain?"

The black blind man blinked, what bird?

Zhang Ming is helpless, this guy's intelligence is too low!

【Ding! 】

[Daoist Qingquan, the illegitimate son of the plane, signs in in front of your ginseng orchard (pseudo), and you will be rewarded with eight steps to catch the cicada. All]

The three people in the Lingshu Temple finally had their morning class.

Zhang Ming shook his head, chasing a cicada in eight steps is a light skill, I pay attention to the fastest within eight steps, and the effect is limited.

【Ding! 】

[Zhanhong, the son of planes, signs in in front of your ginseng orchard (pseudo), you get Ningyuan Dan × 90%]

This son of the plane is addicted to drugs.

【Ding! 】

[Daughter of the plane, Lu Xueqing, checks in in front of your ginseng orchard (pseudo), and you get the breath-holding technique, all]

Zhang Ming's eyes flickered, this is a good thing!

Condense the breath of the whole body, it is necessary to kill people when traveling at home!

"By the way, I have a solution!"

He waved to the back, and when the mandrill heard the order, he rushed out of the cypress forest, jumped, and landed heavily in front of one person and one bear from the top of the tree.

The black bear was so frightened by the breath on it that he shivered.

"Da Hei, I will teach you a set of breath-holding techniques. You can restrain your breath and keep it low-key for me!"

Zhang Ming reprimanded, and transmitted the "breath-restraining technique" to the past through the mark of the beast.

This is a mantra for human cultivation, but it can be transformed into a cultivation method for beasts after being converted from the Heavenly Book of Famous Beasts.

Mandrill tried it, and his breath gradually fell.

The black bear glanced curiously, why is this guy not as scary as before? Immediately, it approached and rubbed the mandrill's tall body, um, the hair was a little biting in the face.

Zhang Ming nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly changed his mind and thought of a bolder idea.

"If I teach the Heavenly Book of Beasts to Da Hei, what will happen? After I gain insight into the practice, can I still control more monsters for me?"

According to the records of the Book of Heavenly Beasts,

Each level of cultivation can control five monsters, a total of thirteen levels, that is, sixty-five, far from being able to form an army of beast hordes.

However, what if every monster were to practice the Heavenly Book of Famous Beasts and become its own offline, just like the transmission of salt?

Just do it when he thinks of it, Zhang Ming smiled and said: "Da Hei, I will teach you another set of shocking methods!"

Mandrill was shocked, only to feel that there was a lot of content in his mind, and then he instinctively cultivated according to it.

Due to the master's cultivation experience, Da Hei soon entered the door and became the first level of the Heavenly Book of Famous Beasts.

"Ouch-"

It's so exciting, it feels even better!

Zhang Ming Nunuzui: "Don't be complacent, this black blind man will be given to you, you can try to control it."

With that said, he lifted his mark.

Da Hei thumped his chest, and pressed the blind black man to the ground, humming hard.

Then, Zhang Ming felt that there was an extra tiny spot of light in the mark on the mandrill's body.

The black blind man stood up tremblingly, thinking to himself why he ran out today to meet these two devils.

Ow—

Pain, can not scold the master!

Zhang Ming laughed loudly: "Sure enough, it turns out that this is the real usage of the Heavenly Book of the Beasts!"

Saying that the monsters are dangerous and dangerous, as long as you go offline and develop fast, the world will be a family sooner or later!

"Da Hei, you don't have to guard the demon lock tower in the future, guard the tower at night, and go play in the mountains during the day!"

Zhang Ming clapped his hands and commanded.

First of all, Zhuoguang Mountain must be turned into a monolith.

Da Hei nodded knowingly, restrained the terrifying aura on his body, beat his chest, and hummed.

They moved on, finally meeting quite a few animals this time. The big black was itchy, and he quickly gathered five younger brothers, namely the black panther, the sika deer, the five-step snake and the pangolin.

...

Zhuoguang Mountain, Yunjuan Peak.

Two jet-black lights descended.

"Holy Son, do you think there is really an inheritance from the ancient demon ancestors in Zhuoguang Mountain?"

An old man in gray clothes and white eyebrows asked.

Another person with standing hair, about 20 years old, looked around with shrewd eyes, and said, "This is the record I found in the Holy Fire Hall, and it should not be wrong."

They came from the Scarlet Fire Demon Sect thousands of miles away.

The young man's name is Pei Ling, the Son of Demon Sect.

The old man's name is Zhou Yang, the third elder of the Demon Sect.

"According to the records of ancient books, from here to Yunluan Peak, you can see an ancient temple within ten miles. There is a black dragon pool behind the temple, and the pool is the cave of Yaozu."

Pei Ling flipped through the classics and guided him.

Zhou Yang's eyes flickered and he said, "If we really gain something, then we should be able to compete with the sect master after three years of forbearance."

"That's right, the Qiongyu Sword Sect is empty right now. The Sect Master and the others are busy attacking Qiongyu's nest, and they don't care about us. We have to find the inheritance quickly to avoid attracting their attention."

Pei Ling gritted his teeth and said, "This old man chose me as his holy son, just to use me as a cauldron!"

Zhou Yang patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "Don't worry, your mother and I are friends with Guan Bao. Now that your mother has passed away, I will definitely help you take over the sect."

Pei Ling nodded: "Thank you Uncle Zhou!"

The two of them identified the direction and turned into an elusive light.

However, they did not find that a pangolin emerged from the soil and was immediately buried in the soil.

Just at this time, Zhang Ming used a demon-binding rope to capture a very beautiful white eagle, and sitting on the back of the eagle saw a quaint temple standing in the dense forest below the cliff.