Wu Sheng starts from strengthening

Chapter 95

At this time, Zu Wei was tall and thin, and on the outside, he didn't look like a "little fat man".

Zu Wei was silent for a while, organized his words, and told what he had seen and heard in the small mountain village that night, and the process of using the magic strike to summon the ancestor.

"Da da da."

The thin Taoist tapped lightly on the table with his fingers.

"It's a blessing in disguise, but you know it's not a blessing. Although the foundation is damaged, the Three Patriarchs have brought you a lot of insights. The foundation can be repaired if the foundation is destroyed, and the insights are precious."

Not everyone can succeed in using the divine strike technique. Even if the ancestor heroic spirit is summoned, how much he can understand still depends on the disciple's own aptitude.

"Hand out."

"Oh."

Zu Wei stretched out her right hand obediently.

The thin Taoist tapped lightly with his fingertips, just like examining Pan Ye's body before, the cyan brilliance penetrated Zu Wei's whole body.

Scan Zu Wei's whole body like an X-ray.

"It really hurt the foundation."

"I'm not proficient in medicine. It's a matter here. You follow me back to the door and ask my uncle to heal your wounds."

Zu Wei lowered his eyebrows and said, "Yes, Master."

"Ah."

The thin Taoist responded lightly, and turned his gaze to Wen Hou who was sitting beside him like a good baby.

"His name is Wen Hou, and he is a companion I met in Lianyuan County."

Zu Wei hurriedly introduced.

"The Taoism outside the door should be performed by you, right? If I guess it is good, it should be inherited from the ancient witch clan. I have some related classics. If you don't mind, you can go back with me, master and apprentice."

"The juniors are willing."

Wen Hou was overjoyed, and quickly stood up and bowed.

The thin Taoist waved his hand.

"By the way, master, take a look at these things."

Zu Wei took out Ting Nan's spiritual bone, bronze mirror and sealed evil soul from his bosom, and put them on the table.

He had already explained what happened tonight on the way here. The thin Taoist first picked up the small ball of the sealed evil spirit talisman and played with it in his hand.

"Yes, although the soul and body are broken, but after all, a cultivator at the peak of the fifth rank can be sealed by you."

"This thing hasn't been completely purified yet. Since it's sealed by your friend, I won't make any arrangements. I'll clean up the remaining filth first."

The thin Taoist squeezed the ball with his hands, but no movement was seen. The ball glowed slightly blue and floated in mid-air.

I saw him make a formula with both hands, and every time he completed a handprint, mysterious runes flashed in the void and were imprinted on the small yellow talisman ball.

At the same time, faint black air and screams came from the ball faintly.

He took out a small white porcelain bottle from his pocket, and the mouth of the bottle produced bursts of suction, absorbing all the escaping black air.

The yellow talisman covering the surface of the ball slowly peeled off, revealing the turbid sphere inside.

As more and more black air was absorbed by the porcelain bottle, the color of the ball gradually turned white.

In the end, a small ball of tooth white shining faintly was suspended above the table.

"Okay, I will strip the consciousness and memory of the evil soul. It is useless for you to use this evil consciousness. It is of some use to me, so it will be regarded as the reward for this trip. Human's pure memory, and the energy of soul and body are left to him, do you think it is possible?"

"It's impossible."

"Ah."

The thin Taoist drew a talisman in the air, and the jasper lines flowed, quickly forming a simple talisman and hitting it on the pure soul body, turning it into a pearl-like ball.

Put the ball on the table, and pick up Ting Nan's spirit bone.

"I heard that senior Nan's soul and body were severely damaged in the previous battle, and he was no longer able to maintain his human form."

Zu Wei explained to him.

The thin Taoist looked at his head,

"No, the injury of this soul body is no less serious than that of the child. If it is not treated, it will probably disappear in a few days."

"It is also a person who hates evil like a hatred, and cannot let his heroic spirit dissipate in vain."

"I came out in a hurry and didn't bring my talisman pen. I'll borrow it from you."

Taking the brush from Zu Wei, the thin Taoist raised his hand to hold the brush and stopped in mid-air, bowing his head and thinking about something.

Then, the tip of the brush brewed a little brilliance, without grinding, and gently tapped on the skull.

The aura is attached to the skull, leaving a clear trace, stroke by stroke, and mysterious and complex runes are slowly formed on the surface of the skull.

The pen is like a dragon and a snake, and the white as jade head is covered with cyan runes, which is completed with the last stroke of the thin Taoist.

As if to move the general trend of the world, a cold wind blew up in the room, and the small white balls on the side emitted a dense fluorescent light unconsciously, and the dots of white fluorescent light were attracted by the white jade head.

Not only that, streams of cold breath in the void gathered on the head, turning into a tiny cold wind and being absorbed by it.

"Wow."

Ting Nan's indistinct soul emerged from his spirit bones and floated in front of the table.

He glanced around in a little confusion, saw the three people staring at him in front of him, and said doubtfully:

"Where is this place?"

Zu Wei chuckled, explained the follow-up situation to him, and introduced his master to him.

"Yunshan Zong Tingnan, thank the real person for saving his life."

"Yunshan Sect? If I remember correctly, it is Xuzhou Yunshan Sect?"

"The real person also knows my sect?"

"I have contacts with Elder Yu Ze from your sect. Besides, many major events have happened in the Yunshan Sect over the years. Even me, a cultivator, has heard about it."

Hearing Nanda was surprised, he muttered to himself: "What! That little guy Yuze has grown up. I remember that 50 years ago, he followed me and called Nange Nange..."

Ting Nan fell into memories, and the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously.

"What state is he in now?"

"20 years ago, it was the artistic conception of God."

"This kid is very gifted in martial arts, I'm not surprised that he can be promoted to the fourth rank." Ting Nan smiled gratifiedly, and asked randomly,
"What happened to the Yunshan sect? I hope the real person will tell you."

"It's a long story. This matter has to start with the internal turmoil in the Zhenyang Sacred Sect about 17 years ago."

The thin Taoist looked back, and said in a deep voice: "Zhenyang Shengzong, the martial arts sect that existed since the founding of Dahong, was bestowed the title of saint by Dahong Taizu. Unexpectedly, such a powerful sect would also It will be divided by civil strife."

"Seventeen years ago, the suzerain of the True Yang Sect, Wenren Zhuoguang, failed to be promoted to the realm of the master, and the terrifying Zhenyang energy in his body was difficult to control, turning a radius of 17 miles into a piece of scorched earth. Wenren Zhuoguang received it before his death. Of the four disciples, three of them are martial arts masters of the fourth grade or above, and only the last newly recruited disciple is still young."

"Wearing Renren Zhuoguang... When I first stepped into the Yunshan Sect, he was already a third rank. What does this matter have to do with my Yunshan Sect?"

"Some people say that the reason why Wenren Zhuoguang failed to advance was because of a stunning woman in the Yunshan Sect."

"All the female disciples in the Yunshan Sect are pretty good looking, if you want to say they are stunning, could it be Senior Sister Shui Wei?!"

(End of this chapter)