No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 255

It does not match Lu Chuan's confession.

No one knows when the ghosts and gods will come.

When the gray mist gradually darkened and the black mist surged quietly, ghosts and gods appeared in the spirit village as if they appeared out of thin air.

Ning Luo stood at the gate of the temple, still observing the huge shadow wandering in the black mist.

However, a gust of wind came whistling swiftly, and suddenly slapped towards the dilapidated temple!

Snapped!
A layer of hazy light emanated from the statue of the saint, and collided with the fierce wind, making a sound like gold and iron colliding.

Ning Luo was as motionless as a mountain, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Ghost hunting is a means, not an end.

So rather than fighting with ghosts and gods, what he cares more about is the hidden clues.

"This old thing is quite vengeful."

Ning Luo glanced at the black shadow with great interest, and he saw that it was a snake tail, the snake tail of a black snake.

Only the black emperor among the ghosts and gods of the five directions conforms to this image, that is, the god of Yujiang who was in charge of water in the old temple.

Back when he was in the volcano, Hei Di had a flash in the pan, intending to make a deal with Ning Luo.

But at that time, Ning Luo couldn't tolerate any changes, so he chased away the guests with bad words.

But I never thought that I was missed by ghosts and gods.

"So, even in the black mist, ghosts and gods are rational?"

"No. No."

"If it is rational, it will not be so impulsive."

"If it just wants to trouble me, then it can seek revenge during the day, why wait until night?"

The answer is obvious.

Ghosts and gods hold grudges, which shows that ghosts and gods after nightfall are no different from ghosts and gods during the day.

Ghosts and gods are impulsive, which means that after nightfall, ghosts and gods can't help but lose their minds.

Although Ning Luo didn't have the superb detective skills of being a three-year-old painter who traced back details, at least he still had the basic ability to judge.

Therefore, the gathering of ghosts and gods from the five parties in the spirit village does not seem to be their subjective wish, nor is it a pre-arranged meeting, nor is it the so-called "setting" in the eyes of ordinary people.

But it is useless to think too much.

Before Lu Chuan could persuade him, Ning Luo stepped forward with his right foot and stepped into the black mist!
The black mist is eerie and paradoxical, like paper money burned in a tomb, scattering black ash all over the sky.

Even though Ning Luo stepped into the black mist, his field of vision was not clear, instead, it was like the fragments of snowflakes appearing from time to time on an old TV, blocking his field of vision.

A huge shadow flickered, passing through the black mist, both real and illusory, difficult to distinguish.

However, even though the black shadow was hard to distinguish, Ning Luo closed his eyes.

This is Cang Ming, with eyes that can't tell the truth.

Spiritual consciousness escapes the void, and heaven and man are one.

The black shadows in the distance are still swaying around, but a giant tail suddenly strikes at no one knows when!
The black snake's tail did not cause any vision.

Even the black ember that filled the sky was never disturbed.

If it was Lu Chuan, no one would have had time to react, and he would be smashed into a ball of meat by this abrupt tail whip!
But Ning Luo raised his arm.

The mysterious tortoise dharma form broke through the waves, and his body appeared in the sea of ​​self-knowledge.

Ning Luo didn't have much contact with water. After all, water is good for all things without fighting, which is not in line with his temperament of being swift and decisive.

The shaping of the dharma requires not only the monk's own perception of a certain image, but also the dharma itself to fit the Dao.

Ning Luo didn't have a clue, all he knew was that he had seen Ba Xia in the Desolate Prison Realm, and that Ba Xia was a dragon turtle, so he probably fit in well with Shui Xing.

Furthermore, the Heidi, the ghost and god who is fighting with him now, is also the god of Yujiang.

This is the only water form that Ning Luo knows.

In addition, the pottery bowl of the Taoist utensil happened to be covered with cracks, so there was no doubt about his choice.

With a thought in his mind, Ning Luo felt the fluctuation of Dao Yun even though he hadn't seen the tail of the attacking snake.

It's not because of how strong his Shinto cultivation is now.

On the contrary, it is the Daowei of ghosts and gods that is enough to overturn Daohai, and the clouds hang down from the sea, and it is impossible for Ning Luo to ignore it.

From Ning Luo's point of view, he himself is like a small ant, but the ghosts and gods are giants standing upright!

However, the dike of a thousand miles collapsed in an ant's nest, the size is not enough to prove the quality of strength, but it gave Ning Luo the convenience of insight into the opponent.

A speck of water appeared out of thin air, and in a blink of an eye, it gathered into a whirlpool, and then frozen and solidified like a blooming flower, forming a crystal ice shield.

The giant tail swept across and hit the ice shield hard!

The ice shield was overwhelmed and shattered again and again!
However, it turned into a raging wave of anger and rushed towards Ning Luo!

The scattered water flows back to ice in an instant, forming a second layer of barriers, and finally removes the strength of the giant tail.

This is Shinto.

The ice shield is neither aura condensed nor has substance.

So broken doesn't mean destroyed.

Ning Luo can disperse it into raging waves at any time, and then condense it again.

As long as the brain turns fast enough, and the divine way can motivate it in time.

Even when the ice shield shattered again, Ning Luo not only did not retreat at all, but raised his hand and pushed gently.

In an instant, the current rushed upstream, and the tide was like a thousand piles of snow, covering the body of the black snake, and the ice condensed into shackles, which also revealed the location of the black emperor!
"found it."

Ning Luo focused on two things.

While fixing the sense of existence of the frozen shackles with spiritual consciousness, a flickering flame rose into the sky in the sea of ​​consciousness, scattered like meteorites all over the sky!
That is the Huo Huan Dan he invented in the world of dust. Since the principle is the deflagration of the fire spirit, rather than purely physical black powder, it is naturally a kind of fire phenomenon.

And Ning Luo's method of urging Huo Xing Shen Dao is even more simple and rude.

He swiped his right hand across his waist, and at some point took out four Fire Spirit Beads, and put them between his fingers.

No matter the reason is Lu Chuan's statement, or the information obtained from the dream.

Ning Luo knew that the Fire Lingzhu could play a wonderful role in the hands of the high-ranking officials of the Holy Church.

This is the crystallization of the Saintess Dao Aggregation and Divine Consciousness, and it is the most quintessential treasure of the Cangming Dao.

As for the inspiration, it had to be attributed to the supervisor deacon who taught him to cast the spirit beads in the forge back then.

The fire spirit bead was thrown out, and turned into a pillar of fire like a dragon in a blink of an eye, soaring upwards, piercing through thick clouds!

The dense black mist was actually a bit brighter at this moment.

Ning Luo finally saw the whole picture of the ghost god Hei Di.

Carrying a tortoise shell on his back and wearing a black snake, although he is in human form, his appearance is no different from the Xuan Wu in Ning Luo's impression.

Ning Luo was very familiar with this appearance.

Northern Xuanwu, or more precisely, Xuanming.

The gods of the five directions are considered a kind of totem belief in ancient mythology, so they are naturally closely related to the Xuanwu White Tiger and the like.

It just so happens that the White Emperor also has a human face and tiger claws, with white hair holding a battle axe, which coincides with the concept of the Five Sacred Beasts.

According to Ning Luo's cognition, Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu are not pure species.

Different from Baxia and Yinglong, the five holy beasts are more inclined to innate spirits, or a kind of innate way.

What Ning Luo couldn't understand was, why did the saint know so much?
Could it be that before the saintess was born, Cang Ming already had blessed places or Taoist artifacts related to the Five Sages?
Otherwise, it is impossible to explain the saint's knowledge of the five holy beasts.

or.
Did she learn about these extraterritorial secrets from a dangerous channel like the Kuroshio Current?
Ning Luo didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't plan to get distracted halfway.

The black ice shackles could not hold Hei Di for too long.

He had limited time, without any hesitation, he put two fingers together and pointed at Hei Di.

The sea of ​​consciousness surged, and the golden light pierced through the sky!
What followed was a whisper in Ning Luo's heart: "The knife comes."

　Big touch.

　　Suddenly 30 degrees, seasonal nasal polyps committed.

　　Then the nucleic acid was poked, and today I used up a pack of tissue paper after blowing my nose-,-
　　Everyone is numb.

　　I don't turn on the air conditioner in winter because I'm afraid it will affect my mind, so I dare not turn on the air conditioner filter without washing it.

　　Everything goes wrong.

　　It belongs to the menstrual period of patients with old nasal polyps-,-
　　
　
(End of this chapter)