I searched for corpses in the Wuding River to extract entries

Chapter 151 Golden Entries: Centipede Insects Born in Dao
These one hundred Daoist real people are all barbarian tribes outside the Great Zhou Dynasty, and King Yan didn't feel bad about killing them.

But the only worry is that if the news leaks out, there will inevitably be some problems for the eight members under his command.

When he reached the river, Xie Que wanted to use his energy and blood to wipe out the evil spirits of these hundreds of people at once.

But after thinking about it, I found that it was a bit irregular and I was afraid of arousing suspicion.

That is to set up a grand altar, kill cattle and goats to sacrifice to the blue sky, and use the wishful book method to capture a few bursts of purple energy from the early sun in the early morning and turn them into a vision of purple clouds shining in the east.

At this time, at the mouth of the Wuding River, more than a hundred Taoist real people knelt down on the ground.

They were so weak that they couldn't even yell or curse.

Those guarding here are only Sanxian Shitai and his confidants, as well as several high-ranking real people who escorted these people here.

Considering himself an eminent monk, Xie Que said that he didn't like to kill innocent people indiscriminately, and the Sanxian Master who listened to him didn't know what to say.

Even the shark race can be wiped out, so what’s the point of killing a few people?
Even so, the master still complied with Xie Que, and asked several Dharma Guardian Vajras from Xinyuanzhai to do it.

After wiping their necks and annihilating the Yin God, the corpses of these barbarians kept falling into the water like dumplings.

Even the entire river surface was covered with a layer of blood mist.

Xie Que closed his eyes and kept chanting sutras.

It seems to be a transcendence, but it is actually a practice.

In a daze, the eunuch beside Emperor Ming appeared in front of him.

After a laugh, a handful of bounty money was in Xie Que's hands, and then his figure disappeared.

After throwing all these corpses away, the teacher frowned and looked at Xie Que: "Master, what's next?"

Xie Que nodded, and actually stepped on the river.

As a Bodhi tree opened behind him, it turned into a big net, and all the corpses were picked up in one go.

The Death Judgment Map in his mind began to turn pages frantically, and even Xie Que was overwhelmed by reading it.

But there are not many useful entries, and almost half of them are practicing insect poisoning or even worshiping gods.

Xie Que is not surprised, if useful entries are so easy to come out, then he has already taken off.

But still out of gold.

Centipede: Golden entry, after one day of death, randomly select a part of the body to recover and resurrect.

Xie Que couldn't help being taken aback, isn't this just rebirth from a drop of blood?

As long as there is a drop of blood or a hair left somewhere, he is immortal.

Suppressing his excitement, Xie Que once again looked at a purple entry.

Born with Taoism: Purple entry, your Yin Shen power is growing every moment.

Wen Gong version of boxing is never out of hand.

Xie Que felt more at ease, and felt it carefully, but the growth rate of this Yin God's power was a bit slow.

Compared with when he was actively practicing, it was about [-]% faster.

But he was not surprised, after all, it was just a purple entry.

Since he has never left his fist, he has very little martial arts qi and blood for himself, but his own qi and blood base is too large.

The advantage is that it can be superimposed with fists.

With the blessing of Xianwu fellow practitioners, while the two are equal to each other, they both enjoy the bonus of two automatic hang-up practices.

"Master, be merciful." Seeing that Xie Que fished up these corpses, the teacher couldn't help but sigh with emotion, but then said: "The dragon veins..."

Xie Que smiled: "Master, there is no need to worry, let's see what the poor man does."

A raging fire ignited, and the hundreds of corpses floating in the air turned into ashes in a moment, and scattered into the river with the wind.

On the bodhi tree in Xie Que's mind, the divine monkey began to evolve the sacred method of fighting and fighting, concealed his breath, escaped from under Xie Que's feet secretly, and dived underwater.

Xie Que flipped his left hand over, and the real people dressed as soldiers on the altar began to beat the drums.

A Yanwang army flag was set up too high by Sanxian Division.

"Sharks come from the water and live in the pit."

"Its eyes are like fish, and its words are like cries."

"Old fairy, old fairy, show yourself!"

An unpleasant feeling arose in the hearts of everyone present.

The sea breeze swayed slightly, shaking the branches on the shore.

The sun is at the top of the sky, smeared with golden brilliance.

Under the river, an extremely frightening stone pillar sprang out, rising to a height of dozens of feet.

A gigantic hand, covered in scales and slimy goo, climbed from above.

"Master, no!" Sanxian Shitai's expression became terrified.

She knows how powerful the gods are, and they are not something real people like them can resist.

This stone pillar is real, it was specially broken back in the abyss of deep diving, and it has been at the bottom of Dagon's statue for an unknown number of years, and it has already been contaminated with a breath of gods.

But that's all, in fact, it has no power at all.

As for the evil god's arm, it was transformed by Xie Que using the holy method of fighting, imitating a hint of Dagon's aura.

"Cthulhu, you are already dead!" Xie Que did not panic, when his left hand turned over, a sound like a morning bell rang.

The right hand soared, and Mu Drum stirred up countless ripples on the water.

The muttering of Buddha's words was accompanied by a huge flame without warning.

"Spin the wheel of fire." A huge angry Buddha appeared behind Xie Que, spewing out a huge stream of heat.

The heat flow instantly caused the surrounding temperature to rise by more than ten degrees, and even the entire water surface at the estuary became boiling.

This is the power of Qi and blood of Xie Que.

But after breaking through the realm of martial arts, Xie Que's qi and blood has a trace of spiritual will attached to it, but it is difficult for people to recognize the essence of qi and blood.

The stone pillar exploded on the spot, breaking into fragments and blasting away.

"The river of blood is drifting, and the royal power is handed over!"

"Change the Dragon Court, change the Dynasty!"

With a thought in mind, the Dragon Qi in the picture of Shanhe Sheji prepared by Xie Que flew out of the water and began to howl.

Sanxian Shitai, and all the real people around him, were all dumbfounded.

The teacher couldn't help becoming excited, and looked at the old monk Xie Que transformed into: "Master, this..."

"Can you determine the dragon's veins?"

To fix the dragon's veins is to fix the potential dragon's veins here to prevent it from going elsewhere.

After all, the dragon veins have spirits, and when the real Qianlong is selected, there is no definite whereabouts.

The dragon vein itself was a scam. How could Xie Que really dare to ask his master to determine the dragon vein.

Xie Que looked at the teacher, but shook his head: "It's not good at this time, the dragon veins are still weak when they are first born, so you can't get the Dharma at this time."

"But the poor monk can assure the teacher that there is no way for this poor monk to run away."

The teacher nodded a little uneasy, and was still a little surprised: "Master is really a good method, even the consciousness left by the evil god can be wiped away."

Xie Que smiled: "The evil god has long since fallen, but it's just a trick."

At this time, the golden light appeared, and King Yan once again possessed a real person and stepped forward.

"It really is dragon energy, and the richness of this dragon energy seems to be unusual."

"And the newly born dragon energy is almost one-eighth of that of the entire Zhou Dynasty."

Xie Que couldn't help slandering in his heart, this is the dragon energy of Dazhou for more than 100 years, and it is indeed one-eighth of the time.

But Yan Wang frowned: "It is rumored that when the dragon vein is born, there will be accompanying treasures."

"Could it be that the rumors are wrong?"

Xie Que couldn't help being stunned, fearing that King Yan was deceiving him, he quickly flipped through the Wish Book in his mind.

There is a detailed record of the dragon's veins in the Ruyi book.

Xie Que found this statement in an instant, and it is true that there will be a companion treasure.

"Of course there will be, please wait a moment, my lord." Xie Que looked calm.

King Yan also nodded, his brows fixed on the river.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind instantly, and the underwater monkey transformed into the most primitive Bodhi fruit.

Xie Que hesitated for a while, fearing that he would be recognized later, so he changed his appearance into a lotus.

All of a sudden, the river wind stopped, and the hustle and bustle in all directions became quiet.

A golden lotus gradually rises from the water, blooms, and gradually disperses its petals to form a swastika.

The golden light on the few leaves kept flickering, and the pure Buddhist aura kept gushing out.

The real people around were a little dumbfounded.

King Yan turned his head to look at the old monk, and said in a calm tone, "Master, why is this treasure?"

Xie Que stretched out one hand, making a flower shape: "This treasure is called Yilian Tuosheng."

(End of this chapter)