Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 160 Donate Your Culture (4k)

Lin Feng stared at the strange face outside, and the firewood in his hand was continuously poured into the staff, and his hand kept tapping, quite regularly.Gradually, every family, every stove, there were dots of flames appearing, and from his earth scepter, it was transmitted to thousands of households.

This is another level of fire.

It is a sacrificial fire.

Fukou, the land god, the kitchen god, and the door god all disappeared, but Lin Feng spread along the staff, but saw more than one god tablet.

About the Kitchen Lord.

There is also a shrine to the land god.

Fukou's worship of these gods has not disappeared.

The offerings were complete, and even Lin Feng saw a lot of incense sticks that were beyond specifications.

But what are they worshiping?

The God of Land and Lord Stove are gone.

Where did the incense go?

Strands of flames are burning in the stove. For some occupations in ancient times, there must always be fire in their shops. For example, the bosses who sell tea in the streets and alleys have to keep a fire in the stove all the time. There are also blacksmiths, and some restaurants.

The fire is not extinguished, and the stove is not cold.

The flames in these places, after being in contact with Lin Feng's flames, instead fed back to Lin Feng and gave him warmth.

The fire of all.

The wishes of all living beings.

Moreover, those ghosts who had just died returned to Lin Feng's side.

Lin Feng became their guide.

Lin Feng looked down, knowing why the big faces outside hated him so much.

He seems to have ruined this good thing with a big face.

Steal other people's food.

Lin Feng frowned a little. He didn't know how many years the big face outside had planned.

Fukou, the incense of Guandi Temple.

The power of the meritorious deeds.

After so many years in the mass grave, the deceitfulness and resentment of the corpse, as well as the miscellaneous incense in the city, all help the corpse extermination fairy outside temper it.

Is this still a dead body?
Inexplicably, Lin Feng thought of the "Ten Ways to Become Immortals" he had read before he came in.

Become a fairy.

Lin Feng didn't understand the twists and turns.

What he understands is very superficial, some of the deep meaning of practice, those who don't practice, are outsiders, even if they get the scriptures, without a good master, they can't get the truth.

The focus of corpse analysis is on corpse analysis.

The old rotten Ru straightened his teeth. He said that there are many ways to dissect a corpse.

Fire, soldiers, staff, earth, Taiyi, yin and yang, and true actions each have their own emphasis.

Some were destroyed because of the classics, and some sects were too small to be handed down.

Those methods are even more numerous.

uncountable.

There have been several acts of destruction of classics in history. Dharma lineages have changed, natural disasters and man-made disasters have caused many classics to disappear in time.

Dissolving immortals from corpses, a large category from the Qin and Han Dynasties to the Tang Dynasty, has countless branching methods of becoming immortals, and it has gradually become rare and rare.

Only a few words and phrases in some history books can be glimpsed.

Corpse Jie Xian.

The most common is the corpse flying up, leaving only the coffin, clothes, weapons, magic tools and other items for future generations to pay their respects to confirm that the person has ascended to the immortal.

After his ascension to immortality, it is best to see this person hundreds of miles away.

In order to determine the method of ascending to immortality, it was indeed successful.

So, the one outside the city, which method did he use?
He "improved" the "autopsy method".

And absorbed a lot of incense, now, Lin Feng robbed him of food.

How could he let it go?

The grievances and grievances of obstructing the way are greater than seizing a wife and killing parents.

Right there is no solution.

Lin Feng felt the violence of this thing, no matter what it was before, those who practiced form with a group of deceitful people will definitely succumb to the law, be defeated by anger, and cannot retreat, a step back will be the demon in the future.

Lin Feng's treacherous soldiers brought back everything here and prepared a fire sacrifice.

Xiao Miao looked at that face, apologetic, he never meant what he said, "He said he could protect you for ten days."

He felt very uncomfortable when he spoke, Lin Feng waved his hands indifferently: "The only constant thing is that it is always changing.

Xiao Miaozhu, if I want to gain many benefits, I naturally have to fight him. At present, it seems that I have not gained much. "

The reason for not gaining much is that these things of his cannot be copied, and it is impossible for him to engage in these things outside the game.

The wand is certainly strong.

But, he has no material outside.

He did not learn more knowledge and enhance his combat effectiveness.

After finishing speaking, I saw the old man Zhou roughly grabbing his sleeve, without saying a word, he stretched out his hand to brush away the dragon and snake on his hand.

That is a talisman.

Lin Feng didn't move, and felt the talisman quietly. After a while, Xiao Miaozhu was also a little surprised.

"Are you even willing to give him this talisman?"

Looking at Lin Feng, Xiao Miaozhu explained: "This is a sword move called Po Jun. Of course, you can also use it in swordsmanship. One technique can be used to master all techniques, and the sword gesture can also be transformed into a sword gesture.

Old man Zhou has collected seven talismans in his whole life, and finally only comprehended the deep meaning of one talisman.

These talismans, combined, are called the Big Dipper Seven Killing Talismans.

The Big Dipper Seven Killing Talismans are not Taoist talismans. To be precise, they are sword movements, folk spells for slaying demons and demons, and the method of catching swords. There are seven ways in total. "

Lin Feng carefully comprehended this spell, and said cheekily, "There are still six ways, give me all seven ways."

Old man Zhou glanced at him silently, without saying a word, he raised his hand to stab this ignorant person, but held back.

The smile on Xiao Miaozhu's face was a bit forced: "People who are gods, don't you want to be decent?"

Lin Feng: "Isn't this a god yet?"

Xiao Miaozhu: "Not to mention the seven ways, Lao Zhou himself has not learned the seven ways, because he has been indulging in the remaining six-way talismans all his life, and he ended up fetching water from a bamboo basket with empty hands.

It hindered his practice along the way, and in the end, he would only have one knife. "

Lin Feng: "What about the complete Seven Paths?"

Xiao Miaozhu: "The complete seven ways, he has not comprehended the deep meaning, so he can't pass it on to his disciples. It's good to get a cheap one, so that he can do it for himself."

Lin Feng fixed his eyes on Xiao Miaozhu again, and Xiao Miaozhu smiled freely: "Go ahead and search, I don't have anything on me."

Lin Feng was not angry either: "How much?"

Xiao Miaozhu said: "I can't give you much."

Lin Feng looked at the old Furu again, and the old Furu said frankly: "I have the wind in my sleeves, and at most I can rub out a clay ball for you, what do you want?"

Lin Feng thank you Bumin.

After arriving at the sacrificial site, Lin Feng signaled everyone to throw the things they had just brought over, including the Tai Sui meat, into the [Compilation], and the sacrificial fire was raging.

Even those big monsters were turned into sacrifices, and the surrounding witches made a loud noise of sacrifice, and Lin Feng stood aside, letting the flames burn his body.

Flame has no burning pain.

Only the warmth remained.

Before Lin Feng entered, Xiao Miaozhu suddenly stopped him.

Xiao Miaozhu: "Actually, you can go. Go now. If you go to the sea, he won't catch up."

Lin Feng seemed to want to say a lot, but in the end he echoed the words in his throat a few times, looked at Fukou in the darkness and said: "Take a hammer, I will take all the benefits of Fukou.

It's numb, you have to do things with money. "

After speaking, he licked his lips and wanted to say something, but he still didn't say anything, and walked into the sacrificial fire.

Extremely elevated.

Fight to the death.

The yin spirit behind Lin Feng instantly grew taller, and the two green dragons were continuously absorbed from his nose.

Start to grow.

There seemed to be bursts of thunder all around.

A large amount of wind, carrying the spirit of the elves, got into the fire formation of the word "compilation".

Two forces come together.

At the same time, they saw Lin Feng constantly volleying to describe the broken military talisman.

The broken army talisman gradually condensed into shape.

But from the sword posture, it became the sword posture.

As Lin Feng continued to copy it, he saw that this thing and [Swordsmanship Mastery] gradually merged together. Without using the forging ability of luck, they condensed into a new skill.

It's similar to [Blood Squirting People].

[Sword Talisman: Breaking the Army]

[Sword Talisman: Breaking the Army: In the past, Master Guan's sword-catching general Zhou Cang watched the Big Dipper at night, and comprehended the seven sword movements. After the Big Dipper, it was called the Big Dipper Seven Killing Talisman]

[The Big Dipper's Seven Killing Talismans: Wuqu, Lianzhen, Wenqu, Lucun, Jumen, Greedy Wolf, Pojun, and the seven swords have their own emphasis, focusing on killing demons and eliminating demons]

[Sword Talisman: Breaking the Army: Going forward alone, never moving forward, breaking the boat and sinking the boat, the dragon has no regrets]

The witches around were still beating happily, and even those treacherous soldiers seemed to have turned into spells one after another, branding them into Lin Feng's body.

Behind Lin Feng, a big tree seemed to appear faintly.

Towering construction!

Talisman seals, wind and fire, under such a sacrifice, awakened the flames that were about to be extinguished in those shops that were not cold.

These flames suddenly lit up.

Even those dark places, the brazier in the depths of the prison, suddenly grew bigger!

Light dispels darkness.

The flames poured down, those ghosts in the darkness, those who were locked up, cast various spells, and tried to escape, all of them were burned, screaming and clutching their arms, covering their arms. own face.

Even so, he was still blistered by the flames.

The light spread out from a few lonely temples, and spread towards thousands of households.

It was as if in the darkness, little by little stars appeared.

Small and firm.

Xiao Miaozhu looked at the soaring flames, looked back at the tiny stars and said, "He is going to fight to the death."

The old Furu said: "It's strange, isn't he afraid of death?"

Xiao Miaozhu said: "Do you think he is afraid?"

The old Furu smiled, and then asked Xiao Miaozhu, "I don't think he's afraid, so do you think I'm afraid of death?"

Xiao Miaozhu smiled brightly: "Are you afraid of death, don't you know when you die?"

The old rotten man: "It's reasonable."

He kept touching his chin and asked Xiao Miaozhu: "You said that someone cut off the context of my merit temple. Is it also possible that the beast on the mountain outside did it?"

Xiao Miaozhu said: "Although I missed it, it's not far away."

The old rotten man said bitterly: "Is this sentence meant for you? This sentence is obviously..."

Halfway through the conversation, the old Furu suddenly stopped talking. Looking at Lin Feng in the flames, he let out a long sigh, bowed to old man Zhou, and to the small temple, and said carefully: "I bowed to you, Logically speaking, you should also pay me a gift.

I am your elder, so I should give a half-respect.

Where an elder like me took the initiative to salute you, you didn't even turn your body sideways. "

Xiao Miaozhu cursed with a smile: "Old man, he is going to die, and he is still taking advantage of me, get out of here."

The old Furu also imitated Xiao Miaozhu's appearance, and smiled hehehe.

The old rot didn't know when he pulled out a ruler from his sleeve. It looked like the "murder weapon" that those gentlemen held in their hands when they were studying. He quietly touched the back of others. Seeing a few guards who hit him on the head, their heads were bleeding, and then they clapped their hands and laughed: "I told you to beat your grandpa!"

The guards took a hit and were furious, but seeing the treacherous soldiers around them, they didn't dare to act presumptuously.

He could only look at the old Furu bitterly, and the old Furu smiled. After beating someone, the old Furu straightened his clothes, so that he was no longer as wretched and cowardly as before.

Instead, there was a touch of generosity.

Extremely confident.

"It's a pity that my cultural context in Fukou has been cut off and drained for so many years. Now that someone wants to rectify the source, how can I just stand by and watch?
Of course, a certain poor scholar originally wanted to recite a poem by Prime Minister Wen at this moment, but after thinking about it, forget it, I would like to use this body to repay the century-old candidates, the wish of incense, and the people of Fukou, A hundred years of worship!

Everyone, take care. "

After finishing speaking, he jumped into the flames without hesitation.

Without any hesitation.

Lin Feng, who was practicing at first, only felt that there seemed to be something more in his sacrifice. He opened his eyes and saw that the old rot had disappeared into the flames.

This is not a living person at all.

Lin Feng saw that as soon as he entered the sacrificial fire, he turned into a wisp of green smoke!
Before Lin Feng could make a move.

A frightening vitality emanated from his body.

It's not just his body.

Even the magic staff that he took root in this place has taken root and sprouted!

Waves of soaring literary spirit rushed straight to Lin Feng's brain!

Chong Lin Feng turned into a Yin God with a big head!It was as if an indigestible boulder had been stuffed into it, supporting Lin Feng's Yinshen's mind, which was incomparably huge. This style of writing was very strange.

If he didn't go the other way, he rushed into Lin Feng's brain and lingered.

Just this one.

Lin Feng felt that his brain seemed to have its own ideas.

The spirit of the human brain is Jueyuan, the spirit of hair is Wenhua, the spirit of eyes is supervising life, the spirit of nose is Chonglongyu, the spirit of ears is Liang Zhi, the spirit of throat is exiled, and the spirit of tongue is Shiliang.

This literary energy penetrated directly into Jue Yuan, and many changes occurred in Lin Feng's mind.

The most obvious one was that Lin Feng's Yinshen's forehead suddenly became swollen, like the forehead of a birthday star, and then, a bump really bulged out on his Yinshen's forehead.

Lin Feng saw the text of the game again, and swiped again.

[You are suffering from Wenchang Gongde Temple: the forced inheritance of Sandalwood Spirit]

【You are gaining knowledge】

[Congratulations, you have received the gift of sandal wood spirit: the flag is a victory]

[Gift of culture and spirit: victory in the first place]

[Sichuan and Chongqing have Zitong God, and the temple stands next to Wuhou Temple.Zitong God is in charge of Wen Qi, and Si Gui is in charge of scholarly salary, and scholars are flocking to it]

(End of this chapter)