National Cultivation of Immortals: Prove the Tao and become sanctified

Chapter 67

"I saved you, don't you have no respect at all?" Yang Ming looked at the boy indifferently.

"Why do you need your help?" The boy was full of confidence.

The implication is that he can solve those bandits by himself.

"Oh."

Yang Ming had no expression on his face, and he used the Wind Summoning Technique to roll over the cheat book in the boy's lapel.

He reached out and caught it.

I saw that this is a body training exercise called "Silver Body Exercise", which exudes a green luster that only players can see.

Obviously, this is a green exercise.

The green exercise is the best exercise for level 1-10, and it is also the exercise that can break through to the Qi training period.

Silver body skill?
Why does this name look familiar?
Yang Ming quickly remembered.

The golden elixir snatched from the Qi trainer was produced in the Golden Body Gate.

This is silver and gold, is there any connection between the two?
Yang Ming curiously used the exploration technique on the cheat book.

Get a whole bunch of content instantly.

"Silver Body Kungfu": mortal realm kung fu, green kung fu, body training kung fu, practice to the Dzogchen realm, you can practice a silver body, invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire.

Production: Golden Body Gate.

"Sure enough, it came from the Golden Body Gate!"

Yang Ming narrowed his eyes.

At this moment, he figured it out.

This golden body door must be a practice school.

Silver Body Kung Fu is a skill in the sect, and this sect can also produce a powerful elixir such as the Golden Spirit Pill.

"Doesn't this mean that as long as Shun Teng Muggles find the Golden Body Gate, they can get a lot of Golden Spirit Pills? Or get the formula of Golden Spirit Pills?"

Yang Ming became interested.

Facing the "Silver Body Technique" cheat book, he once again used the exploration technique.

"Silver Body Skill": From a hidden village.

"It became a hidden village again?"

Yang Ming was a little strange.

He used another seven or eight probing techniques, but failed to get any useful content.

He simply opened it directly, and the secret book flashed a brilliance, which was integrated into his skill panel.

"You snatched my cheat book, it's disgusting!" Seeing that the cheat book disappeared in Yang Ming's hands, the boy was furious.

"Where did you get this secret book from?"

Yang Ming looked at the boy.

With a cold expression on his face, the young man said proudly, "I stole this from bandits."

"Oh, it turns out that what the bandits said is true, you really stole their things."

"They killed my family, imprisoned me for three years, and made me a horse. I killed them and took their secret books. Why not?"

"Stealing is stealing. If you dare to argue, you won't survive today!"

Yang Ming snorted coldly, raised his hand and flicked his fingers.

A gust of energy as thick as a bucket hit the young man.

If Yang Ming were a certain wandering expert, he might admire the young man's pride, teach him the secret scriptures, and lead him to the fairy road.

But he is not.

This young man has no gratitude at all, and has no strength, and is so arrogant.

It is difficult to understand Yang Ming's indignation if he is not killed.

The young man still had aloofness on his face, but in the next moment, he was blasted into powder.

become the nourishment of the earth.

The wandering soul that took off his body looked around in a daze, not understanding what happened.

Seeing Yang Ming looking at him indifferently, the young man seemed to understand something, his face flashed with shock and angrily stepped forward to argue.

Yang Ming let out a breath.

This tone contains extremely hot vitality.

The boy melted away like a snowflake under the hot sun.

My soul flew away on the spot.

"Death is worthless."

Yang Ming snorted coldly.

We are all teenagers.

Why should Yang Ming get used to him?
Originally, Yang Ming planned to ask where this bandit came from and how he got the "Silver Body Skill".

But this young man is really hateful, he was beaten to death on the spot to relieve his hatred.

Without the boy, Yang Ming also has a way to find out the origin of the silver body skills.

He stomped.

"All hair gods, come to see me as quickly as a law!"

Yang Mingbo made up his mind and recited the incantation.

In an instant, a hair god was arrested.

White smoke rose from the ground and gathered into a hairy god wearing a white robe and a pipe hat, as chic as a scribe.

"I've seen Daxian."

The scribe bowed respectfully.

While looking at Yang Ming in surprise.

As a local hair god, he has reached the eighth level of mortal things.

Is sleeping leisurely.

He was pulled over by an urgent, fierce, and irresistible force.

The scribes knew it was a seance.

He has also seen folk people who practice the spirit descending technique.

However, the scribes have never seen or heard of someone who has cultivated the spirit descending technique to such a level.

Moreover, the scribes also knew that the séances were divided into two chapters.

An article please God.

A royal god.

To invite the gods is naturally to prepare offerings, treat each other with courtesy, and invite each other with kind words, so that everyone can get together and leave well.

Yushen is forcibly arresting Maoshen.

The opponent is using Yushen.

To be able to control the gods, one is a person with great supernatural powers, and the other is a superior officer who can command Maoshen.

The so-called Shangguan is a kind of official position in the dark, and it can also be called the righteous god of heaven and earth.

Records in this area are extremely scarce, and scribes only know a little bit.

But no matter what, he couldn't afford to offend.

Therefore, after the scribes were arrested, they immediately took shape, bowed and asked about etiquette, and did not dare to neglect at all.

Quietly raised his head and looked at Yang Ming.

Seeing that Yang Ming is just a little boy, wearing a linen robe, he is really ordinary.

But look carefully.

The young man's face actually exuded a wonderful precious light, and the hundreds of meters around him were bright and warm, like the warm sun in the afternoon.

The scribe took a deep breath, only feeling comfortable all over.

Is this the legendary dojo?

Scribe was startled.

The so-called dojo is a treasure land that can only be enjoyed by the righteous gods.

If the hair gods of all walks of life can worship the righteous gods as the boss, and get a place in the dojo, they must cultivate diligently day and night, and sooner or later they will achieve positive results.

So, this little boy is a righteous god?

The scribe was horrified, and immediately felt that the young man was getting taller, so he quickly changed his words: "Xiao Mao God pays respects to Shangguan."

"How did I become a Shangguan?" Yang Ming became interested.

The hair gods from all walks of life have different inheritances, and their visions are also different, so the sayings are naturally different.

Yang Ming is just a player who has just entered the fairyland, and he knows little about the things behind folk magic.

Folk magic is like an epic task, only touch slowly, wait slowly.

As long as it continues to develop, sooner or later it will be able to lift the veil and complete this task.

So he is not in a hurry to get to the bottom of it, to study folk magic.

At this stage, it is still mainly about upgrading and development.

"Shangguan deserves to enjoy the splendid and precious land, and one side of grace. This is the orthodox, authentic Daoguo, the position of the righteous god, and the honor of status is not comparable to those ghosts and gods in the ancestral halls of the big temples. To see Shangguan, it is really the blessing of a small god. .” The scribe hastily expressed his sincerity.

These remarks are similar to what the old man Maoshen said last time.

The righteous god is the true god who has been canonized by the heaven and the earth, and can enjoy the incense between the heaven and the earth openly.

Although Yang Ming didn't feel any incense.

"Stop talking nonsense, let me ask you, is there a sect called the Golden Body Sect in this land?"

Yang Ming asked.

"Golden Body Gate? Let's take a look."

Yang Ming's tone was not kind, but the scribe didn't dare to mind it at all. He quickly closed his eyes and pinched his fingers, casting a spell, as if he was looking for something.

After a while, he respectfully said: "Report to Shangguan, within a hundred miles, there is no such sect as the Golden Body Sect."

"Oh, are there bandits?"

"There are so many bandits, there are dozens of gangs."

"Among the bandits, are there any people who practice silver body kung fu?"

"This... the little god's cultivation base is low, it's hard to calculate." The scribe was ashamed.

"Oh!"

Yang Ming nodded.

Xiao Maoshen is not omnipotent in his own land, and it is normal not to know.

However, dozens of bandits are scattered within a hundred miles, and it is difficult to investigate.

Time-consuming.

Yang Ming was too lazy to search.

When you come back and simulate it again, you will naturally know the result.

"There is a predestined relationship between you and me. Just call me Master, and I will teach you the righteous law."

Yang Ming looked at Maoshen in front of him with a smile.

He also has a task of preaching and accepting karma that can be done easily.

"what?"

The scribe was taken aback and looked at Yang Ming in disbelief.

"What? Are you still unwilling?" Yang Ming asked strangely.

"Ah, yes, yes!"

The scribe thumped excitedly and knelt on the ground, quickly kowtowed: "Greetings, Master! Greetings, Master! Greetings, Master!"

Kowtow like a chicken pecking at rice.

Yang Ming felt it was funny.

He casually copied a small spell on the skills interface, and handed it to the scribe: "Connection."

The scribe's face flushed red with excitement, and he knelt on the ground, taking the cheat book with both hands.

I saw the words "Scary Art" written on the cover.

Cry!
Scribes have heard the legend of this spell, and this spell has very little power for living beings.

But for ghosts and gods, the damage is huge, and it is really a big killer.

The scribes were overjoyed.

Mastering this spell, he will be able to run rampant among God Mao.

"Thank you Master, thank you Master!"

The scribe was excited, he didn't want any personable and unrestrained temperament, he knelt down and kowtowed again and again.

"Reminder: You have completed the task of evangelism, and you have obtained 2 simulation opportunities."

"Hint: You currently have 3 simulation opportunities left."

Look at the scribe.

"Well, goodbye by fate."

Yang Ming nodded.

The wind left.

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