Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 279 Eat the loss of no culture

The town is as lively as a social fire during the Spring Festival. Lin Feng looked at the scene below that gradually began to go crazy, and said to the young man next to him: "Okay, let's start, take a second look, this may be the scariest thing you've ever seen when you die. One of the scenes.

The ancient monstrosity is about to choose its followers, and as long as everyone in this town becomes its followers, then you can see what it is like.

Ghosts and snakes, eating aliens, the Jin family you have to deal with is not much better than this, you will find out at the end that they are also tomb robbers, but the tomb robbers who only want money are cuter. It is the Jin family and Ganxie Baliang who are pursuing families, but they are the most troublesome.

They have the knowledge, the way, and the power to act, and more importantly, this group of idiots can really dig through the cultural layer from the land and dig out some dross that have long since disappeared. "

Lin Feng said while watching the sky change.

A big festival.

In the sky, at some point, lead clouds were densely covered, and heavy snow fell on the ground like a mat. Lively and quiet combined, those people seemed to be trapped in a nightmare from which they could not wake up.

mass hysteria.

In the whole town, except for the theater, there is no place to turn on the lights.

The whole town was plunged into darkness.

Lin Feng heaved a sigh of relief, and took the commandment classics written in ghost script, and took down the peace amulet in his hand. The young man's name was Zong Yang, a very powerful name, Lin Feng: "I like you The word Yang in the name, with this word, I like it very much, so, Zong Yang, look at this scene a little more, and tell me, do you still want to deal with the Jin family?"

Zong Yang stared blankly at the scene in front of him. He really couldn't understand the scene in front of him. The strange atmosphere permeated everyone's heads. The voice he couldn't understand penetrated into his mind, and he couldn't help but lie down. Vomited on the ground.

babbling.

Those who sing Qin opera have no strength and vigor at all, and the shadow puppets are even more shadowy like lantern ghosts at night.

Zong Yang had a splitting headache.

Then, Lin Feng's hair suddenly pierced into the minds of the people around him.

They settled down a little, and a strange, soap-bubble sound rang softly beside their ears.

【bo】

【fa】

【mou】

The strange voice pulled their spirits back and threw the firewood into the ditch. Lin Feng walked up to the altar in person. The kerosene and firewood were mixed together. The dull young Zong Yang didn't know why. Lin Feng asked him: "What, Do you still have the heart to fight with the Jin family?

The Jin family is not much better than the ancient taboo in front of them, they are all disgusting. "

Zong Yang swears a curse word, and then he said boldly: "If this is the case, they will be beheaded. If they don't kill them, it will be a disaster sooner or later."

Lin Feng: "That's really awesome, I'll think about it next time!"

Lin Feng took control of their bodies, the ceremony was going on below, and the ceremony was going on above. It could be seen that the elder of the Xun family didn't care about him at this time.

He is making a "chain".

Seeing that the strong popularity is being transformed into a powerful shackle, Lin Feng dragged down something from the sky. Lin Feng knew that it was not too late. The sound of "da da da" footsteps appeared outside the town, but they "be lost.

The ghost soldiers are coming.

Just like in his memory, when night fell.

There will be strange things in the underworld.

But Lin Feng only has the memory of the first half of the night, not the second half of the night, and Lin Feng's memory is "incomplete".

What's up in the middle of the night.

Lin Feng was not in a hurry.

Because he is now devoting himself wholeheartedly to the sacrifice, the fire sacrifice skill has been banned by the great elder of the Ji family, but this does not affect Lin Feng's next sacrifice, because Lin Feng is familiar with the process, and Lin Feng's actions have a major advantage.

He doesn't care.

Whether it is dead or alive, he doesn't care.

If you can suppress this place, of course it will be fine. If you can't suppress it, dying here will also refresh history.

No loss left or right.

When a person is not afraid of anything, his actions start to be presumptuous.

Filled with a kind of unscrupulous horror.

Qipin, what happened to Qipin?
Lin Feng looked down the mountain, and said silently: "I've done more than failed."

The magic sword is suspended in the air, and the advantage of mastering the wind is that you can make the wind make the sound you want at will.

Chickens, ducks and geese were slaughtered, thrown into the flames, and served as sacrifices. The person who was controlled made a strange sacrificial sound, which was transmitted through the sacrifice, and it was equal to the strange sound outside.

But soon, the voice on the mountain was forcibly suppressed.

The voice of the sacrifice is occupying all the space.

The small scene on the mountain obviously couldn't handle the big scene outside. Standing on the altar, Lin Feng watched the sacrificial fire blazing. He injected the wind into the flame, and the flame soared into the sky like a tornado, licking the surrounding combustibles.

A large number of flames temporarily suppressed the wind and snow outside. Lin Feng heard the people in the town shouting their names.

This kind of name fell into people's ears and got into people's brains.

A vision appeared in his mind.

That is, from voice to figure.

Like iron.

"I guessed it right, the Lord is just a nail, but I want to make some noise, I'm going to die or live, and in the end it's just an entity.

Why is it so easy and simple for the great elder of the Xi family? "

Lin Feng complained while working.

That's not a name, it's an anchor, similar to Lin Feng's [compilation] voice, Lin Feng glanced up and saw those names dragging a corpse down from the sky, the thunder was shining, in this body When the corpse appeared, Lin Feng felt the restlessness of the world.

Lin Feng looked at that space for a long time, and suddenly he realized a concept.

Buddhism concept.

"null".

Emptiness is not blank, nothing, etc. How do you say emptiness?

"Pinch numb, Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu!"

Lin Feng was in a hurry.

He stopped describing and quietly realized.

He looked at the "emptiness" and "leakage" without blinking, because of the dragging of these anchors, more cracks and details appeared in this space because of the movement of the corpse.

Lin Feng couldn't see "unchanged".

Only by "changing" will there be a slight possibility.

Lin Feng saw more. In the dark cracks, the occasional corpse was dragged, and countless pairs of eyes stared at him indifferently.

Met those eyes.

Lin Feng shuddered a little.

Fortunately, at this time, Lin Feng saw the dense thunder net tightly covering the entire darkness. In this thunder net, Lin Feng felt the aura of acquaintances. Among a group of big shots, acquaintances are so "insignificant".

But to be able to participate in such a thunder net.

"Zhang Zhuoen has a skill."

Lin Feng sighed, as the corpse was dragged, Lin Feng saw silk threads falling from the sky in the darkness and snow around him.

He looked up, and the huge faces of Xiao Taohua and the rest of the troupe were overlooking Lin Feng.

"Master, what do you think of this play?"

"Master..."

The shadow puppet came out from the darkness. Lin Feng had no guardians, so he had to do it himself.

He pulled out the gun and let it go.

Shooting three arrows at the enemy can be regarded as worthy of the emperor.

He still resisted the "emptiness" and looked, the thunder and lightning should be regarded as the light source.

But these light sources can't illuminate the darkness at all.

Lin Feng's common sense doesn't hold true in "emptiness".

Lin Feng sighed, and then he took a deep breath.

The essence of the sacrifice was sucked up by Lin Feng, and then Zong Yang stepped forward and put the precepts written in ghost script into the flame. The flame is the medium, and Lin Feng saw that the medium led to another place.

And because the Great Elder of the Xun family wanted to drag him out, some changes occurred in the barriers of the world.

Lin Feng saw a chain that spread from the precepts to the sky.

The sacrificial fire ignited a temple, and Lin Feng saw the ghosts in the temple.

Unyielding hit the sky, a sea of ​​blood rushed down, Lin Feng stood motionless, Zong Yang took off the peace amulet given by Lin Feng, and threw it on the ground.

All of a sudden, another force appeared, enveloping everyone.

That's ambulance.

It is pure love.

Feeling this pure power, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, his guess was correct.

This world has not completely rotted to the root.

A large amount of incense came out from the sky, Lin Feng saw a Taoist palace, immersed in the incense, one after another, as thin as a spider's thread, emerged from the Taoist palace, tied tightly under the Taoist palace, the Taoist palace In front of the door, the person who was sweeping the floor seemed to have noticed Lin Feng's gaze and looked towards him.

The two were thousands of miles apart, but Lin Feng could still tell who it was.

Xiaomiao wishes.

In the Nanyang period, Fukou, spiritual thoughts and incense, conceived a "false god" in the world. This "god" looked at Lin Feng, and Lin Feng looked at him.

He glanced towards where Lin Feng was, then looked up again, and suddenly realized.

Immediately, he dropped the broom in his hand, and Sa Yazi ran away, rushing into the Dao Palace.

A hand appeared from inside the Dao Palace, and waved it slightly.

The multicolored rays of light appeared, covering the darkness like covering the sky and the sun, and the chanting of the town's residents was touched by the multicolored rays of light, disappearing invisible.

These residents all fainted, the rays of light disappeared, the Dao Palace disappeared, and Lin Feng also saw that a large number of "spider threads" were cut off in the white clouds and mist, and the Dao Palace lost its "spider threads" and began to continue upwards Floating up, disappeared in Lin Feng's eyes.

Into darkness, out of sight.

Losing the shackles, the corpse was like a kite with a broken string, and it also began to soar towards the outside. In the darkness, the Buddha's head fell from the sky and fell towards Lin Feng.

"Empty" merged, a gust of wind blew over, and a big hand in the darkness grabbed the Buddha's head back.

Lin Feng also felt a familiar aura in this big hand.

It is Shengxian Village.

Put it here to raise Gu, right?

Looking at this scene, Lin Feng suddenly wanted to laugh.

He felt that this scene was a bit funny, like a group of crabs that were put in a cage without a cover, one wanted to climb out, and the rest would pull it back.

And he also saw the Dao Palace, which was weirdly different from the underworld.

The Taoist palace where Xiaomiaozhu is located is Mazu's palace.

Just as Lin Feng was thinking, a burst of extremely angry voices came from the town.

Lin Feng glanced down, and took back his snare.

Most people fell limply to the ground.

Only a few people can still stand. Although Lin Feng didn't mean to hurt them, it did damage their spirit, energy, and spirit. Lin Feng injected energy into their bodies. In order to prevent the blood from boiling, the blood will slowly take effect.

Zong Yang was still looking at the situation in front of him in a daze, Lin Feng heaved a sigh of relief and walked down from the altar.

The effect is better than he imagined.

Although he took two steps, his whole body was like porcelain, with some cracks.

However, it did not affect Lin Feng's movements.

The chain between his eyebrows flew out and landed beside Zong Yang, and the firecracker also flew out.

"Protect the people around you, the big ones are coming."

Lin Feng said.

He rubbed the center of his brows, pointed at the little peach blossom in the wind and snow, and then opened his mouth. With the blessing of the [mou] sound, although he forgot a lot of information for so many days.

But there is one thing, there is no problem, he has indeed dealt with a lot of underworld weirdness, because of his hunting, a divine bull appeared, under the blessing of the tongue god, it trampled on the ground fiercely, and then picked it up The magic sword cut off the head of the three-meter-long cowhide shadow in one stroke.

Lin Feng's method was very simple, one move of the magic seal, one roar of the tiger, he rushed out with the magic sword in his hand, one set took away the tigers on the road, and killed him from the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

On the way, he didn't even break a drop of sweat.

Zong Yang followed behind Lin Feng with his guards, Zong Yang said, "Your bravery is inappropriate."

With a knee strike, Lin Feng reached out and took out the red mud inside the troupe's body.

"Human skin figurines."

Lin Feng said to himself: "Yellow River water, kiln soil, I am a part of the material, what is the lack of a part of the material?"

He saw the Yellow River carp in the backyard of Jin's shop.

The whole body is golden yellow, with dragon whiskers, swimming in the basin. Lin Feng took a look and confirmed that the material is not the spiritual carp, but the Yellow River water inside.

Lin Feng's hand moved gently back and forth in the water of the Yellow River.

That poem came to mind again.

In terms of inner alchemy, generally speaking, how many elements are there?

Thinking of this, he confronted the great elder of the Ji family.

Lin Feng met the great elder of the Ji family: "You are so rotten, why do you still want to come out to be a demon? Why don't you go back to the coffin and lie down? Everyone calm down?"

The Great Elder of the Xun family looked as usual, he seemed to have lost his emotions, and under his face, there was nothingness that collapsed.

At this moment, he doesn't look like a living person.

He couldn't even maintain a human form, or he didn't have a human form. When Lin Feng saw him, he was the "Buddha head monk" in Lin Feng's memory.

He has no form, no shape.

The death of a ghost is a sham, the death of a scorpion is hope, the death of a hope is a barbarian, the death of a barbarian is a micro, and a micro death is invisible.

Some people say that ghosts have died too many times, and they have neither voice nor body. As for what they look like in this state.

Did not say.

Maybe I didn't imagine it, there is no sound or appearance, how should I imagine it?
The great elder of the Xi family was wiped out from the world.

He exists in Lin Feng's mind and memory, and will be revived in Lin Feng's mind and memory.

Take the appearance of the Buddha head monk.

"Look at me, and I can see you too. I make a wish, eternal life, so I will never die."

The other side said dully.

"If you don't die, I won't die. Even if you die, as long as your soul is still there, I will still be alive. Are you willing to smash your body to pieces and let everything go away?"

Lin Feng held the magic sword and gave a thumbs up: "What a stupid comparison, has anyone told you, unless it is beyond the scope of cognition.

You can also think that this cognitive range is the cognitive impairment in Buddhism.

The more you know, the less you know.

Immortality, what is immortality, does it mean that the cells divide in an orderly manner forever, or is the spirit immortal, can it ignore time, or is it conscious no matter how the body rots?
What is consciousness, three souls or seven souls, are you a senior Taoist priest or an enlightened monk, how much do you know about the world, how much do you know about the thing you want to make a wish for?
I really thought that you just said that eternal life is the eternal life you imagined. How much difference is there between your current appearance and the eternal life you imagined? "

Lin Feng looked at the other party and said solemnly: "As for begging to die? I'll see if I can kill you first. If I can't, I'll just die!"

Zong Yang was stunned by the impassioned person in front of him.

"righteous!"

"Warrior!"

"warrior!"

He praised from the bottom of his heart, but Lin Feng who praised him felt embarrassed.

Zong Yang is a hot-blooded young man. From his perspective, Lin Feng seems to be a hero who died generously, a chivalrous man in the literature of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

But think about it later.

Hi.

Regardless of the hero's deeds, if this is the case, Lin Feng's actions at the moment are really the same as those heroes.

impassioned.

So Lin Feng touched his head casually, and said to Zong Yang, "That's fine, why don't I die first?"

Zong Yang: "..."

Then Mr. Lin really died first. He smashed the conspiracy of the person in front of him single-handedly, but after he smashed the conspiracy, even bigger troubles appeared.

The underworld is weird, coming here.

After someone makes a wish, the balance here is broken.

The underworld appeared strangely in this world.

There was a wolf in the front and a tiger in the back, and then Lin Feng saw that the puzzle pieces were complete.

kiln clay.

Yellow River water.

Really hot.

Using humans as furnaces to make alchemy?
Lin Feng had a head-to-head confrontation with the ghosts, but his wind did not cause considerable damage to these ghosts.

You can even say so.

[-]% of the damage, hitting these strange creatures in the underworld, only [-]% of the damage.

Not even as angry as a dragon or a tiger!

The [mou] sound is the most effective, and the [bo] [fa] he comprehended by himself is connected to the [network], and the effect is considerable.

When used alone, it is always a little bit worse.

Almost, almost, used in battle is far worse.

Lin Feng, who had seen a real master, knew it very well.

Because of his magic power, it lacks the core "intelligence", [mou] because of the problem of origin, it is connected to the Yak God, the "intelligence" and "joy" of the Yak God, it is brave and brave, one head can smash the sky The "perseverance", "affirmation" and "confidence" of the company.

Lin Feng obviously hasn't condensed his "will".

Only when he finds his own "will", his current attack power will cause double damage to the real underworld and other evils.

But his problem is.

Where is he going to find "meaning"?

Was the game material just for him to fill in the gaps?
……

There are still six hours before boarding the plane.

Lin Feng was sitting under a tree with his laptop and notebook.

"When the sun goes down, it will still climb up tomorrow morning. After the flowers wither, they will bloom the same next year..."

Lin Feng made a deafening sound in Wudu Small Courtyard. The strange thing is that his song is not unpleasant and full of energy.

Mr. Lin sang while standing under the tree to search for information.

The splitting headache just now has passed, and the two kinds of memories, real and stuffed, are constantly entangled in his mind, one after another, making people unable to distinguish reality, but this is not important anymore. After the pain passed, Lin Feng discerned the truth of the matter,
He quickly figured out what happened, when the first act of the game ended.The great elder of the Hui family replaced his memory, and the people who came out should be the Five Poison Sect, Hui Yulong and another girl, but they were easily erased.

Become the great elder of the Ji family.

Is such a method impossible to guard against?
not necessarily.

There are too many restrictions.

The most important reason is Lin Feng.

Without such a special profession as Lin Feng as a witness, the great elder of the Xi family would actually disappear from everyone's sight immediately after "making a wish". After he made a wish for immortality, he would become "non-existent".

In this state, whether he will live forever or not, Lin Feng doesn't know, but Lin Feng knows that under invisible circumstances, he must be harmless.

In this case, Lin Feng feels that the first problem he needs to face is that after he enters the game, the save point will definitely be affected. The second problem is that when Lin Feng took out the bad soil, a big arrow appeared on the kiln soil First, the bad soil is available, and the water from the Yellow River is also easy to get. If it is fire, is it okay to sacrifice fire?

Also, with all the fragments complete, Lin Feng was lost in thought, what should he do?
Stew yourself in a wok?
Such a rough behavior is definitely not acceptable, so he must find a way, should he spend money to live on the mountain for two days, and by the way, ask Master Wen, how to practice inner alchemy?
Xie Shiba’s notes didn’t reveal too much information this time. Instead, there are new clues in the computer. It seems that someone took a photo in the cave, and someone illegally turned on the light next to it and called the person who took the photo. The mural above can be photographed more clearly.

To a certain extent, this is a crime, but there are many people who commit such crimes, not just one or two.

Can Lin Feng still capture people from the photos?
Lin Feng looked at these murals.

Compared with so many black photos, these photos are easier for people to understand. These are photos taken by Teacher Xun in a place with murals. These photos have a strong religious flavor. If you look more carefully, they are Buddhist murals style of.

This is depicting a pure land.

The pigments of these murals are all high-quality minerals, so these murals will not fade for many years. The reason why Lin Feng read them with relish is that this is a small Buddhist story.

It's about Li Yuanhao's story!
　If so, I will correct the text twice, one sentence and one typo. If there are still typos, please point them out and I will correct them.

　　I'm not an original ecological writer...

　　
　
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