fifth form

Chapter 41 Perception of spells

The wooden dummy's head in Mu Taoist's hand is relatively abstract in appearance, and is inferior to the pig's level painted by Rong Tianding, but the wooden dummy's head still retains some charm.

If you take a closer look, you can vaguely see Zhang Xuezhou's appearance.

"Where are the other three wooden figures?" Rong Li asked with a frown.

"It's probably burned out!"

The pilgrim pointed to the Taoist temple where it was difficult to extinguish the fire, and Rong Li immediately gave up the idea of ​​bringing the three wooden figures to compare.

She looked at the wooden head that she could only vaguely recognize, and felt extremely wary of the wooden Taoist for no reason.

If Taoist Mu never entered the city, but practiced "spells" in a Taoist temple three miles outside the city, the other party might be a real capable person.

Rong Li just thought about the absurd things that happened to the Rong family last night, and she felt that it was difficult to explain what happened to everyone with smoke and other things.

"Shouldn't you be condemned by God?"

Rong Li thought about what Taoist Mu said in the past that 'doing things with a veteran is not over the limit', and felt that Taoist Mu must have done things beyond the limit to encounter the current end.

As for who punished Taoist Mu, Rong Li felt that it was God.

"It is estimated that our ancestors of the Rong family have blessed us..."

When Rong Li roughly guessed the truth in her heart, she only listened to the murmurs of the crowd before letting go of her thoughts.

"Taoist Wood is dead?"

Hearing Li Erlang's loud muttering, Rong Li inevitably put her fingers under Mu Taoist's nostrils.

Under Mu Taoist's nostrils, there was only a lingering warmth, and there was no breathing in or out.

"I thought he was saved if he stopped vomiting, but I didn't expect him to die!" Li Erlang said regretfully.

"If a person dies, he will definitely not be able to foam," Zhu Dan added.

"We should be acting bravely, so we won't be involved in a life lawsuit?" Wang Jiadi worried.

"Is there really no way to save it?"

Originally, he came here to find a place, but the situation that Mu Taoist fell into was something Rong Li never thought about.

For a moment, she felt that Mu Taoist deserved to be punished by God.

But Rong Li couldn't help but feel that Taoist Mu's fate was too miserable. After all, although the Rong family had been making a fuss all night, no one had any problems.

It's just that she is good at killing pigs, but not at saving people.

Rong Li asked everyone, and then asked all the pilgrims, and when all the people shook their heads, she couldn't help but feel a little bit sorry.

"I'll pinch him again!"

Zhang Xuezhou wasn't sure if Taiqing Zhenshu could cure Mu Taoist.

He played with the wooden head, but he didn't have any special emotions in his heart.

Regardless of whether Taoist Mu targeted him last night, he has not had any problems so far, and even Zhang Xuezhou feels refreshed.

What the other party said in front of the pig slaughtering stall in Dongshi in the past was more like a punishment for everyone, to stop Rong Tianding and others from deceiving people by selling fairy paintings, rather than a life-and-death struggle between each other, so there is no need to cause trouble The fate of human life.

And Zhang Xuezhou is very interested in that little lady in white.

Zhang Xuezhou was sure that it wasn't his dizziness, but a woman in white sitting on his bed.

But Rong Li and the others didn't see any woman in white.

This made Zhang Xuezhou feel a little doubtful, trying to find out what was related.

Anyone will be interested in supernatural things, and Zhang Xuezhou is no exception.

If he wants to know more, it obviously requires him to keep exploring, instead of squatting in his own little world and waiting.

In the Nine Feet Taoist Temple, the inbound great cultivators appeared one after another, but in real life, such great cultivators are extremely rare.

At least in the East City of Rongcheng, only Rong Li, the pig-killing woman, was the only one who ruled the roost with a pig-killing knife, and no practitioners intervened.

And Mu Taoist who was about to die in front of him seemed to have signs of a cultivator.

"If Taoist Mu's life was saved, he shouldn't have spoken harshly to us, and there are so many people watching, if Taoist Mu still wants to smash the Rong family's painting booth, it will be difficult for him to get along in Rongcheng in the future! "

After thinking clearly about the matter, Zhang Xuezhou didn't have much hesitation in saving people.

In addition to his interests, he is still an enthusiastic and good boy, and it is normal to do some good people and good deeds.

Zhang Xuezhou pinched Mu Taoist's "Shoutang" acupoint with one hand.

This acupoint is an important acupoint in the "Nine Heavens Curse of Yin Yang Great Compassion", which is closely related to the life span of a person. When there is a major risk such as coma, this acupoint is also the first place to be pressed, so as not to leave the person's essence and energy, and eventually fall until death.

Zhang Xuezhou held it down with one hand, and then mobilized the mana in his body.

A white light appeared at the tip of his finger, and then poured into Mu Taoist's body.

In just a few seconds, a muffled sound came from Taoist Mu's nostrils.

"Come back to life?" Rong Tian Ding asked strangely: "Cousin, did you wake up from the pain of Taoist Mu?"

"I……"

Zhang Xuezhou turned his gaze, and then pointed to his right fingertip with his left finger.

"I didn't pinch him, look at my fingers!"

Zhang Xuezhou doesn't like to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and he doesn't like to hide from his relatives. He shows off his halal skills openly and generously.

He was about to introduce his ability to cast a kind of 'jutsu', which originated from the northern military region, and he only heard the Mu Taoist who was pressing the "Shoutang" acupoint speak quietly.

"He is just a mortal, how can he see clearly the spells you perform!"

Mu Taoist turned around in one breath, he opened his eyes, and looked at the person in front of him who almost killed him and saved his life.

Yingying white light circulated in his nostrils, the chaotic mana in his body began to stabilize, and the almost broken mana of the "Qihai Point" began to linger, and the almost dead body slowed down due to the suppression of injuries.

If he takes another ten and a half months of recuperation, Taoist Mu feels that his body will recover roughly.

For him, the Taoism in front of him was the sweet spring in the desert, which directly saved his life.

The reason why he almost died was not the aura of fireworks, but the backlash of mana when doing things.

Mu Taoist just thought about being imprisoned in Zhang Xuezhou's body for a whole night after using the ghost's upper body ability yesterday, and at [-]:[-], he received a devastating blow almost instantly, and his consciousness was directly wiped out along with the hanged ghost.

This gap in absolute strength made Taoist Mu have no idea.

He spoke to Zhang Xuezhou as a respectful title.

"You mean, others can't see this light?" Zhang Xuezhou wondered.

"How can I see the brilliance of spells if I have never entered the country to perceive mana?" Taoist Mu replied.

Zhang Xuezhou's question is very strange.

This is common sense in the practice world, but Mu Taoist recognized Zhang Xuezhou's age, and he understood it again.

For some veteran Jianghu, many contents belong to common sense.

But for some of the proud ones who are dedicated to cultivation, it is normal behavior to keep their ears shut.

Looking at Zhang Xuezhou's appearance, he looks very much like those practitioners who have gone back to their hometown to learn art from a teacher. Many things are not understood.

"This is equivalent to having never seen a tiger before, but it is impossible to force people to imagine the form of a tiger." Mu Taoist explained: "Only with mana power, can one perceive the corresponding form of the spell. "

"Is that so?"

"Ordinary people can't even see through the tricks of juggling on the street. You can't ask them to..."

Mu Taoist's words may explain some related content.

Zhang Xuezhou once showed too halal skills in class, but Mei Renteng didn't notice anything.

Now in the world of dreams, Zhang Xuezhou got an explanation by accident.

　Chapter 42 under review
　　
　
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