Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 161 I have many people (3k)

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

[Sichuan and Chongqing have Zitong God, and the temple stands next to Wuhou Temple.The God of Zitong is in charge of Wenqi, and the native of Sigui is in charge of Shilu. Scholars are flocking to it. For a century of Wenqi, Wenyang is a Kailingsan】

[Gift of literary spirit: the victory of the flag: your luck is raised layer by layer, turning into a rich purple, shaped like a canopy, and a hundred evils will not invade]

【Your Jueyuanshen has undergone a mutation due to the nourishment of your literary spirit】

[Your Jueyuanshen and your passive, swordsmanship proficiency produce fusion/mutation]

【You have learned a new skill: verbal swordsmanship】

[Lip and tongue sword: Spend a mouthful of literary energy and turn it into a beautiful mountain and river, which can cause range damage to the enemies in front of you. The damage power is proportional to the cultural energy content]

[You have learned a new skill: awe-inspiring righteousness]

[Righteous Qi: attachment skill, your Wen Qi can be attached to sword Qi, talismans, gold stones and other items, the attachment effect is based on the content of Wen Qi]

……

Many options appeared densely, and Lin Feng was a little stunned.

He was not surprised that the old sour Confucian was the essence of sandalwood from Wenchang Gongde Temple, nor was he surprised by these new things, but he was surprised that after his Jueyuan spirit had changed, he discovered what slowness is.

Feel the feeling of thinking like electricity.

In a second, countless thoughts came out of his mind, and he even felt that everything around him slowed down.

It was only then that Lin Feng realized the benefits of being mindful and holding back his thoughts.

When his thoughts were as fast as electricity and extremely clear, his thoughts began to diverge for no reason, wasting a lot of energy.

The mind needs to be restrained.

For example, what he thinks in his mind now is that luck like a canopy may not be of much use. If this luck is really useful, the literary spirit of Wenchang Gongde Temple will not be intercepted.

Or these active skills.

Everyone needs style...

All kinds of noisy thoughts kept appearing and disappearing from his mind, and finally turned into a trace of delusion.

Burned by Lin Feng!

Lin Feng quickly closed his eyes and calmed down quietly. In his mind, he gradually perceived the people sleeping in Fukou, their dreams, as long as he wanted, he could enter the dreams of these people .

And a stove.

And the gatekeeper at the door.

As long as he wants to separate his thoughts, he can attach a trace of spiritual thoughts to the door god at the door.

The yin god of the eighth rank has become tall again.

At three feet two, stop.

Break through the eighth rank and reach the seventh rank.

The same is true of his body, but it has reached the sixth rank.

Give him some time, and his yin spirit may still break through to the seventh rank, and by then, the scope of his staff's rule can be expanded.

But time does not allow.

That big face waits for no one.

Looking at the old rotten man who had turned into a literary spirit and died, Xiao Miaozhu was a little envious.

"Unfortunately, I still can't die. The world is like a prison. It's better to die. It's over once and for all."

Xiao Miaozhu sighed a little as he watched the strange underworld that was about to appear in the sky and the face trapped outside the mountain.

He opened the front of his house and looked inside.

Empty.

It seems to have dried up and turned into a powdered clay sculpture.

Constantly "fluttering" down.

Every action, these voids are like wounds, constantly gnawing at his body, causing him pain, and even involving the incense in the temple of the concubine.

Fortunately, no matter what era, there are always rich people.

Next to Fukou, there are also a large number of wealthy people. These people will offer massive gifts to the concubine Tianfei every year on Christmas and festivals.

The more incense burns.

Xiaomiaozhu is stronger.

The small temple wished to cover up the wound tightly. Among the temples in Fukou, the Tianfei Empress Temple is not the only temple that has not been destroyed.

Ever since the temple of the Concubine Tianfei moved from the coast to the inland (other cities in non-coastal provinces) during the reign of Emperor Kangxi, the incense of the Concubine Tianfei has not declined, even in this era when the five turbidities are growing. The heavenly concubines and empresses of the localities all appeared from time to time to save people from the water and fire.

It's not that no one has ever tried to think about Tianfei Niangniang Temple, was beaten up, and left.

The Li family originally wanted to beg for the protection of the concubine Tian.

It's a pity that the helm of the Li family has bad intentions.

There was no call for help at sea.

Xiaomiaozhu couldn't save him.

now.

Xiao Miaozhu is also the only one who can stop these demons and heretics.

And the only one who can draw that face away.

If he couldn't attract that face, then even with Lin Feng's current strength, there was nothing he could do about it.

The only way out for the big guy is still in the mountainside.

There is the demon-suppressing seal left by the people of Qingzong on Maoshan Mountain. This demon-suppressing seal has absolutely not expired.

He can be sure of this.

If the seal of the Maoshan Sect of the Shangqing Dynasty fails, then the big guy will not have the same face.

I'm afraid I have to face a monster with all beard and tail.

The man who was buried in the mountains walked a road that no one had seen before.

Xiao Miaozhu didn't know what would happen after this person completed his cultivation.

Xiao Miaozhu thought of this, and said to the old man Zhou beside him: "Although I don't know who the person who tampered with in Guandi Temple is, the most suspicious person is the Immortal Corpse Jie outside the mountain.

Do you want to follow him and go to the mountains to seek the truth? "

Old man Zhou nodded, he also had the same intention, but if he went into the tiger's lair alone, he would definitely die, but with Lin Feng, things would not be certain.

At this moment, Lin Feng's sacrifice was over.

He grasped it vacantly, and the magic staff that was rooted in the distance moved over and appeared in his hand.

This is the role of the staff's [accompanying], even if this object is not by your side, you can call this object to come as long as you open your hand.

Looking at his magic weapon.

Lin Feng held out his hand solemnly.

His solemn appearance made those around him feel extremely dangerous, and held their breath involuntarily.

Lin Feng was drawing "True Figure of the Five Sacred Mountains (Mount Tai)" on his staff at an extremely slow speed.

Use blood as ink, and phalanx as pen.

One stroke at a time outlines the true shape of the Five Sacred Mountains (Mount Tai).

Naturally, it wasn't for the purpose of becoming the land of Mount Tai. No matter how arrogant he was, he would not dare to try Mount Tai here.

Have gaming experience.

One stroke at a time, Lin Feng suddenly saw ghosts around him, one or two fell into his staff.

He remembered correctly.

[Taishan Mansion Lord], since the Qin and Han Dynasties and even earlier, he has been mastering the yin and yang of life and death, and imprinted the true shape of the five mountains (Mount Tai) on the staff. Lin Feng doesn't know why, all those dark ghosts have fallen into In his staff, it seems that he has found a home.

In an instant, even a normal person could feel that the air above Fukou was completely fresh.

Even his staff trembled.

"Ok?"

With a flick of his fingers, Lin Feng's bone-like fingers turned back to normal. Holding his staff, Lin Feng looked strange.

The sly soldiers in his hands seem to have a different use.

"go with!"

With a thought in Lin Feng's mind, immediately, these treacherous soldiers came to the door gods of other people's houses, and filled the empty door god portraits with peach charms!

These are obviously used to exorcise evil spirits, and they do not repel these trick soldiers at all.

Let them dwell in it.

What's more, they fell into the dreams of others.

It has become a spirit monster under the Lord of the Land in the novels of ghosts.

With Lin Feng's thoughts running like lightning, Lin Feng seems to have a feeling that his brain has become a "computer".

Although it is far from supercomputer.

But it is much easier to use than before.

It is easy to distract and direct these trick soldiers.

"No wonder I saw someone say somewhere before, how many thoughts in other people's thoughts, if found, it is indeed possible."

The improvement of brain computing power will help his strength, but it is obvious that if he does not improve in other areas, it will be very troublesome.

The calculation of the brain requires a lot of "spirit and energy".

Human words, nutrients and oxygen.

Otherwise, no one would experience nosebleeds and inhale oxygen when their brains were running rapidly.

Under the extremely fast operation of the human brain, the heartbeat will accelerate blood supply and provide oxygen.

If Lin Feng's body can't provide it, then no matter how powerful his brain is, it will become a decoration.

Fortunately, Lin Feng's strength under the sixth rank is enough to provide qualified logistics.

Lin Feng held the staff in his hand, and the sacrificial fire in his body was transmitted through the staff.

I don't know how many people woke up.

They looked at their own stove, suddenly there was no wind and no wood, and they burned themselves, and the darkness was dispelled by the raging fire.

House gods protect more than one family and one family name.

In Lin Feng's right eye, flames were burning.

In the left eye, the moonlight is like water.

Between light and darkness, the fire illuminated Fukou and dispelled the darkness.

But the more this happened, the more he felt the fear of the enemy's enemy. Even so, it might be a death sentence for him to enter the mountain.

Endangered.

The more you improve your strength, the more you feel hopeless. On the contrary, when you are weak and know very little, you can feel a little chance of winning.

"First take the evil from the Guandi Temple, and then enter the mountain. There should be a seal left by the Maoshan Sect in the Shangqing Mountain. Strengthening the seal is the only way."

Xiao Miaozhu said, "But if you enter the mountain, I will not be able to help you. I will deceive this face to other places. If you encounter any strange things in the mountain, you have to deal with it yourself.

How many years of cultivation have passed in this mountain, and this strange thing has been pried out..."

Speaking of this, he looked at Lin Feng meaningfully, and then said: "I don't know what's going on in the mountains, but it's not very good anyway."

Lin Feng naturally knew that he grabbed Xiao Miaozhu with one hand and old man Zhou with the other.

【Earth escape technique】

When the technique of earth escape is used, people don't feel that they are flowing in the land, but they can reach another place in a trance. As for where to go, they can choose a direction.

Ghostly.

Coupled with [mountain spider boots], Lin Feng came to Guandi Temple in Fukou in just a short time.

He stretched out his hand slightly, [companion], and the staff appeared beside him.

Lin Feng: "Do you mind if I destroy the Guandi Temple building?"

The old man Zhou shook his head silently.

Lin Feng thanked: "Then I would like to thank you for your understanding first!"

After he finished speaking, he slapped his staff, and countless ghosts flew up in a black mass, turning into sky pillars one after another, and pressing down towards Guandi Temple.

Not about martial arts.

There are many people in Lin Feng!

The ghost, crushed the Guandi Temple in an instant!

(End of this chapter)