What kind of evil method is this? This is the righteous method.

"Master, the food you cook is really delicious, much better than mine."

Inside the house, Shan Gui held the bowl, his eyes shining as he looked at the food on the table. This was something he had never dared to think about before.

"Haha, I'm not lying. When I was in the Taoist temple, I cooked three meals a day myself, and my master, brothers, and mistress all said it was good."

He found that Shan Gui's family didn't have much surplus food. He had to go out to buy vegetables to cook a meal, and when he was buying vegetables, someone was hiding in the dark and spying on him.

He knew that he had come to Yong'an Town and had attracted the attention of others.

Seeing that Shan Gui's snot was about to drip into the bowl, he stood up, took the towel he had just bought, and raised his hand to wipe it for him.

Faced with such an action, Shan Gui was obviously stunned, but after a short daze, he let Lin Fan wipe his snot for him. This feeling, this kind of care, made Shan Gui a little confused.

For Shan Gui, perhaps no one has ever treated him like this before.

When Lin Fan went out, he asked the townspeople about the dead, but he didn't get any information. Everyone chose to keep silent and treated him like a plague.

There's no need to do that.

I'm here to kill demons and monsters.

If there's anything scary, tell him it's okay.

After lunch.

The energetic Shan Gui wanted to go out and play, and invited Lin Fan to join him, but Lin Fan smiled and told Shan Gui to play by himself, and after Shan Gui left, he followed behind.

He wanted to know what Shan Gui had to go through every day in the town.

In the town.

Shan Gui swaggered and walked happily, and when children saw him, they would throw stones at him.

"The fool is coming, the fool is coming."

Shan Gui pinched his waist angrily after being hit by a small stone.

"You bad kids, I'm not a fool."

"Lululu..."

"I'm a fool."

"My father said so."

"My mother said so."

This scene reminded Lin Fan of the deeds of the village guard.

The village guard was crazy.

It seemed that the village was a place for him to live, but in fact, the village guard was silently bearing all the disasters.

Open.

The Eye of Merit.

The golden light flowed in his eyes, and the reality appeared in front of him. He stared at every town resident, and their appearance changed quietly. I saw that there was a red line on the top of everyone's head extending into the dark void, and the ultimate source was Shan Gui.

That was the protection of Shan Gui's blood.

They had hideous, vicious, sneering, greedy and so on.

He lowered his head and rubbed his eyes.

The Eye of Merit is good, but when he saw too many realities, it would really affect his heart and easily affect his mind.

No one will not be eroded by darkness when staring at darkness for a long time.

Even if his Tao heart is firm.

There will still be times when they are taken advantage of.

It is really too difficult to go down the mountain to slay demons and eliminate evil, but what can I do? Slaying demons and eliminating evil is the responsibility of our generation. If I don't go to hell, who will?

At night, the dark curtain fell, completely covering the outside of Yong'an Town.

Shan Gui went out to beat the night watch with a lantern as usual. It's better to say that he used Shan Gui's vigorous blood to deter those demons and evil spirits.

Ridiculous, relying on Shan Gui's blood to survive, but treating the benefactor like this, how bad is this world.

"Advanced"

"Consume two points of merit"

The Buddhist Demon-Subduing Fist changed and directly became the "Demon-Summoning Fist".

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, which sounded like the sound of bones rubbing. The back was itchy, as if something was growing. After a while, the strange feeling on the back dissipated, and the hand reached to the back to touch it.

It seemed to be a piece of hard muscle.

Clenched his fists.

I just felt full of strength.

"Hehe..."

What sound?

It seemed that a strange voice sounded in my mind. I patted my head and the voice disappeared again. I didn't think much about it and looked at the data.

[Buddhism: Summoning Demon Fist (Entry 0/200)]

"The advancement of magic and even Buddhism is really domineering. Even if I practice the simplest magic, I can rely on merit points to upgrade the method to the strongest method."

"I don't know if the master knows the follow-up of the Demon-Subduing Fist."

Now there are 3.3 merits left.

He consumed two points of merit to upgrade the Blood Evil Shocking Eye to the Great Perfection. This is his trump card, the strongest means to kill demons and evil spirits, so he naturally can't let it go.

It takes two years to upgrade the Blood Evil Shocking Eye from the Small Perfection to the Great Perfection.

It can't be said to be slow.

It can only be said that the Blood Evil Shocking Eye is more profound than the previous Blood Eye Method.

There are 1.3 left.

Without thinking, he devoted all his efforts to the Soul Refining Technique. What he didn't expect was that with only 1.3 merit points, he could actually improve the Soul Refining Technique to perfection. Although he still had to work on his proficiency, the speed of cultivation was beyond his imagination.

The proficiency of Soul Refining Technique before he even got started was 100.

This showed that the grade of Soul Refining Technique was not low.

But he cultivated so fast, could it be that he had an unimaginable talent in this method?

"Haha, although the realm is still the third level of Qi Refining, my methods have become more and more sharp."

After the practice, he pushed the door open and looked up at the moon covered by dark clouds. Instead of looking for Shan Gui, he walked out of the town.

When he passed the town gate, several people stayed in the house and watched him through the window.

Looking up, the figure behind the window seemed to notice and quietly retreated.

It should be that he was frightened away by his gaze in the middle of the night.

As Lin Fan left.

There was a sound of communication in the house.

"The Taoist priest went out."

"He is looking for death. I think we have to collect his body tomorrow."

"Okay, don't worry about him. We just need to watch Shan Gui."

"That's true."

...

At this time, Lin Fan was traveling through the mountain roads around Yong'an Town. He wanted to know what was around Yong'an Town.

Hu! Hu! Hu!

The gusts of cold wind seemed like someone was breathing in his ears.

The bright moon in the night sky was bright, but the surroundings were still dark, revealing a gloomy and weird feeling everywhere.

The surrounding trees made a rustling sound.

Walking, walking.

Suddenly.

Lin Fan stopped, stood in place, raised his foot and slowly dropped it. His movements were gentle and touched the ground without making any sound, and there was no sound around him either.

He smiled.

He continued to walk forward, but as his feet touched the ground this time, there was a repeated sound.

In addition to his footsteps, there were also other people's footsteps.

If any ordinary person were to encounter such a strange thing, his hair would stand on end, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

But now you are in front of the Chaotian Taoist Temple, killing demons and demons, and the Taoist Xuan Dian who cares about the people.

How could you be scared by these strange things?

Suddenly looking back, the road back was shrouded in darkness, as if there was a huge mouth of the abyss swallowing everything and swallowing up the road ahead.

The golden light in his eyes flowed, and he saw the reality.

There was no entity, only the mist of various colors filled with evil was flowing.

If it was a demon, it would definitely not be without entity.

But the current situation can only be said to be the work of evil spirits.

Without entity, it is like a curse, coming and going without a trace, killing people in fear.

He found that these mists of various colors seemed to be flowing from afar.

The source may be there.

As he turned his back and continued to move forward, the darkness behind him moved behind him instantly like a solid entity, and the cold wind entered his body and invaded his back.

"How dare you."

Just as he was about to take action, he felt a burning sensation on his wrist.

There seemed to be a low scream.

The darkness behind him completely receded.

"Shangui's blood mark..."

He looked down at his wrist, and one of the two fingerprints disappeared.

"Evil spirits have a source of rebellion. It may be some extremely evil object, or a corpse that is unwilling to die. Over time, under certain specific circumstances, evil spirits are formed."

"Shangui has strong blood and energy, and coupled with the suppression of the sun's power during the day, if we can find the source and burn it, it is not impossible."

"It seems that things are not as simple as I thought."

Not long after.

They came to a mass grave.

In the night, under the blessing of the evil spirit, many ghost fires floated in the mass grave, just floating like this.

The ghost fire is different from the ghosts controlled by the tiger demon.

These souls have no entity, they can only be regarded as residual souls, and they are not even ghosts if they are not good enough. Of course, if a weak person with weak blood comes here, there is a great possibility that he will be occupied by this group of ghost fires. As he appeared, the ghost fires naturally discovered him and swarmed towards him, thinking that they could meet the occupied body. "Okay, okay, I didn't expect that when looking for the source of evil spirits, I would encounter excellent materials for practicing soul refining. Then I won't be polite." "Come and help me practice." As soon as the voice fell. Lin Fan pinched his fingers and performed the soul refining technique. In an instant, the ghost fire seemed to sense the danger and fled frantically, but there was nowhere to escape under a suction force, and all rushed to his back. Every time a ghost fire merged into his back. The ghost energy on his body became stronger. When the soul refining technique is practiced to a high level, it is not to refine ghosts into ghosts, but to absorb ghosts into the body, just like raising Gu, and slowly let them evolve. Now it is the lowest level, and can only be regarded as a ghost.

Only when it reaches the black shadow ghost can it be regarded as the beginning of transformation.

Black shadow ghost, gray shadow ghost, red ghost, white ghost, green ghost...

Thinking of the female ghost who danced for him before, it was the white ghost.

But it is still very fragile.

For a real cultivator, killing ghosts is like killing ants.

But now these ghosts are used by him, and they can also contribute to slaying demons and supporting the righteous path.

"Hahaha, comfortable."

Lin Fan was overjoyed, and he used his magic power to restrain the ghost energy on his body.

If he took off his clothes, he could see that ghost faces had emerged on his strong back, lifelike, as if they could appear at any time.