Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 237 Ancient Secrets
"... Immortal Shi Linxuan, disciple Guan Gao, has traveled for nine days!"

In the dark and quiet room, the human oil lamp is dim, and the strange fragrance is lingering.

Zuoqiu Zongyan sat cross-legged, chanted the incense wishing mantra expressionlessly, and stared at the incense in front of him.

On the incense altar, a little scarlet swallowed the body of the offering, and exhaled straight green smoke, which curled up and sank into nothingness.

"Sure enough, you are a monk of Xianghuo Dao. No wonder so many people can't find you."

Zuoqiu Zongyan murmured, his eyes glowing with excitement.

He took a deep breath and recited the incense blessing mantra again, but he added a sentence at the end.

"Friends of Taoism are capable, and the cave is dry and silent. I want to ask my friend Daoist for a favor, and I hope that my friend will agree."

While speaking, he spread his right hand, and a hundred-year-old longevity pearl floated out from his palm, exuding a charming light.

The quiet room became quiet, only the human oil lamp and the Shouyuan Zhuhui echoed each other, and two shadows faintly dragged behind Zuoqiu Zongyan.

"Don't you dare come over?"

Zuoqiu Zongyan had a handsome face, and smiled lightly: "That's right, I'm even more surprised that the top three Taoists dare to come here."

He pondered for a while, then recited the incense blessing mantra, and added another sentence at the end: "My fellow Daoist preaches a technique called shadow puppetry. Listen up, fellow daoist."

As he spoke, he revealed all the techniques of this technique, and explained the key points in detail, then he closed his eyes and waited quietly.

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"Shadow puppetry? Hmph, it's well thought out!"

Mo Chuan hummed coldly while listening to the Taoism that came from the incense, but his face became cloudy.

"Pimpedao masters the art of boiling stones. If you follow the magic way, it is as easy as turning the palm of your hand. A mere longevity is not enough to seduce me. However, it is also very good to take this opportunity to inquire about information."

After thinking about it, Mo Chuan closed his eyes and comprehended shadow puppetry.

This technique, also known as "Shadow Resurrection Technique", can spit out a breath of turbid air and throw it on the shadow puppet to make it revive and cheat the corpse, and manipulate it like a puppet, like an incarnation outside the body.

Of course, this is far behind the legendary incarnation.

To practice this technique, you need a piece of leather.

Human skin is the best, followed by ox, donkey, horse, and mule skin, which can also be substituted.

The leather doesn't need to be too big, just the size of a palm. First, cut it into a human shape, and then spray a breath of turbid air to refine it. At this point, the shadow puppet is ready.

The process looks simple, but it is very difficult to practice in practice.

The main reason is that the turbid qi is taken from the yin qi of a person. It is not a special method, and it is difficult to stimulate and refine it.

Mo Chuan wanted the help of relics, and Zuoqiu Zongyan explained the key points in detail, so it took only one night to master this technique.

He immediately took a piece of donkey skin, made it into a human shape, breathed out the turbid air, and after some refining, the shadow puppet connected with the mind was immediately refined.

"It's done. However, this puppet is connected with Pindao's mind, and the fear of soldiers will never tire of cheating. To be on the safe side, it is better to set up some self-destruct measures."

Mo Chuan pondered for a while, and used the technique of fragmentation to fragment a layer of inner skin of the shadow puppet.

But he was worried that Zuoqiu Zongyan could use the shadow puppet to trace his real body.

Therefore, a layer of shadow puppet is fragmented, which can be regarded as a self-destruct button.

Then, he took out the 28 talismans of the Heavenly Master that he had refined before, and refined them into the shadow puppet with the technique of spraying to protect a little bit of divine sense.

If there is a change at that time, with this set of talismans to buy time, it is enough to make his spiritual sense self-destruct or withdraw.

After finishing all this, he pondered for a while, and then sewed a self-destruct talisman inside the shadow puppet, which is not only a double insurance, but also a double-decker.

After finishing these details, he was completely relieved.

Just waiting for Zuoqiu Zongyan's blessing curse.

No, this wait is five days. It seems that Zuoqiu Zongyan has reserved enough time for verification and cultivation for him.

"The Tao is learned from the heart, and the heart is fake and the fragrance is passed on..."

During the blessing spell, Mo Chuan raised his hand and threw the shadow puppet over.

In the quiet room, the lingering incense suddenly swelled up, and a shadow puppet came slowly like a nine-autumn maple leaf.

Then I saw that the Taoist priest had red lips and white teeth. He was not handsome, but clean and pleasant.

"Poverty Dao Mingchen, I have met fellow Taoists!"

With his feet on the ground, Mo Chuan bowed his hands in salute.

"However, the three best Taoists can travel freely with the help of incense, and the Taoism of the world has already developed to such a state?"

Zuoqiu Zongyan sat cross-legged with a look of amazement.

Mo Chuan was startled, and suddenly realized that he had fallen for Meng Lang.

Zuoqiu Zongyan didn't give him enough time to practice, he was simply waiting for him to throw himself into the well.

"There are talented people from generation to generation, and each has been the leader for hundreds of years. It is not surprising that Lingyuan is dead and Yuan Qi is in power. There are differences in techniques."

Mo Chuan smiled, and immediately sat down cross-legged on his own.

"It makes sense! In that case, it's us, the old bacon, who can't keep up with the changes of the times." Zuoqiu Zongyan was filled with emotion.

"Lingyuan is the foundation of the Dao. The only ancient book of the Poor Daoist Temple is a rare book, and there are thousands of years of romantic figures, but now it has been cultivated for thousands of years, but it only increases life by a hundred years. The way of Yuan Qi is nothing but a small way after all." Mo Chuan deliberately showed weakness.

"That's right, that's why those old fellows would rather choose to sleep and wait for that glimmer of life, rather than switch to the way of Yuan Qi." Zuoqiu Zongyan nodded.

"Old man? So, the man who lives under the eight trigrams formation is an ancient Qi refiner?"

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to know about the Jedi Heavenly Ability."

"It's a coincidence, I heard a little bit."

"That's right, my family's great king is the Suzerain of the Sun Qing Dynasty. When he was in a desperate situation, he set up the boundary of this place to avoid the turbidity of the world. After careful calculation, it has been 8000 years."

"So, the Jedi Tiantong happened 8000 years ago?"

"No, this happened 3 years ago."

"Then what's the point of these 8000 years?" Mo Chuan looked puzzled.

Zuoqiu Zongyan seemed very happy talking, and said with a sigh:

"The depletion of spiritual energy did not happen overnight. About 3 years ago, various sects and sects had faintly noticed the depletion of spiritual energy, but there was no actual evidence. After 5000 years, this matter was finally confirmed by various sects and sects. Since then, chaos has gradually arisen, and all sects and sects fought for the spiritual veins, and blood flowed like rivers."

"In the future, when even the spirit veins can't squeeze out the spirit energy, the spirit energy path will decline, and correspondingly, the yuan energy path will rise. My majestic Sun Qingzong will use this fancy little technique, the sunset Xishan."

"Further on..."

On Zuoqiu Zongyan's handsome face, there was a flash of sigh: "In the future, the sect will be divided into two, some will follow the trend, and some would rather die than follow."

Mo Chuan said: "It seems that your Excellency's team would rather die than follow?"

Zuoqiu Zongyan nodded with a complicated expression.

"Your Excellency would rather die than follow, have you ever thought about those humans imprisoned by you in the devil's lair?"

"Humanity?"

Zuoqiu Zongyan sneered: "You Yuan Qi Dao is the most hypocritical. You also admit that you have surpassed the world, but you insist on cultivating your mind and pursuing what epiphany? Hehe, it is understandable to weave the fire of hope when the road is hopeless. .It’s nothing more than fooling around with disciples, and I believe in it after practicing, don’t you think it’s pathetic?”

Mo Chuan was unmoved by the words, and said with a sneer, "In order to survive, you dare to take hundreds of millions of babies to live, and you want to deceive me with mere nonsense?"

Zuoqiu Zongyan looked at Mo Chuan meaningfully: "Fellow Daoists, you don't have to criticize us with benevolence and morality! Those babies are all the heirs of my father's eldest prince, so what's wrong with humanity?"

Mo Chuan was dumbfounded when he heard the words, and felt an inexplicable chill run through his mind.

(End of this chapter)