Immortality begins with monks from the side sect

Chapter 87 White Bone Heart-locking Hammer

Chen Ci sighed slightly in his heart, but only for a moment, he suppressed his thoughts, stretched out his hands to take the wooden box, and bowed his hands in the direction of Fuhu Altar: "Thank you, senior brother, for the gift!"

He didn't even ask more than two questions.

Because Chen Ci had no choice.

As his cultivation deepened and he learned more about the practice in this world, Chen Ci felt more and more ridiculous that his thoughts when he first came here were too naive. As a disciple of the Heshan Sect, countless casual cultivators were competing for his position. Not yet.

Not to mention the method of immortality, even low-grade Daoji is a secret method that is difficult for most casual people to touch.

As long as the wooden box wasn't about a ten-death, well, a nine-death life, as long as the tiger-head Taoist didn't ask him to do anything that would lead to a near-death life, Chen Ci would probably accept it.

"Junior Brother Jiang, has anything big happened in the world recently?"

After taking the wooden box, Chen Ci picked up the tea cup and asked a few questions calmly. At the same time, a banknote was held by Zhenqi and put into the fat man's sleeve.

"Alas, alas, senior brother, I can't do it, I can't do it."

The small eyes on Ding Jiang's face were very tangled. With sharp eyes, he immediately saw that this was a thousand-tael silver note, and he wanted it very much. However, when he thought that the man named Chen had an unusual relationship with his teacher, he was so courageous. Just a little smaller.

"Changping County doesn't have much scenery. Junior brother can just accept some local specialties. It won't be a problem."

"Ha, ha, ha, yes, souvenir."

When Ding Jiang heard this, he put the banknote away with peace of mind, with a much more enthusiastic expression on his face: "No big things have happened in the world recently. The teacher is still attacking Daoji, but the teacher seems to be in a bad mood these days. good."

Chen Ci pondered for a moment, then asked again: "What big things happened in Xishan Mansion recently?"

"No, it's just that the water transportation outside Xishan Prefecture has been affected, and the business of Fuyunshan Fangfang City has also dropped a lot."

Ding Jiang thought for a moment and replied: "But there is one thing. Someone from the Red Dragon General Forum came to visit the teacher a few days ago, but the specific content is not something we can know."

Someone from the Red Dragon General Altar?

Chen Ci put down the tea cup and thought for a while: "I heard that there is a water transport manager with a supernatural background on the Liuyun River. Is there any follow-up to this matter?"

"Well, that's a lot to say."

Ding Jiang paused and organized his words: "Some people say that the spirit took the official letter from the Liang Kingdom government, some say that the spirit received the talisman from Longhu Mountain, and some even say that the spirit is from our Heshan Temple. It is difficult to tell whether it is true or false. However, Yingchou Stream is now controlled by spirits and has built a water house and a berth. Ships can pass through it as long as they pay money, but the cost is slightly expensive, so the water transportation of Xishan Prefecture has been accepted. No one knows when it will recover.”

"Oh, this is interesting. Could it be that this spirit really controls the shipping route? This is a cornucopia."

Chen Ci also found it quite interesting. In the Liang Kingdom, Longhu Mountain and Heshan Sect could not capture a spirit monster. Could it be that this spirit spirit really has some background?
  "Who says it's not the case? If you can let me, my little brother, be the water pipe supervisor for a year and a half, darling, I can't even think about it."

Ding Jiang touched his chin, and his envious tone couldn't be fake at all.

After the matter was over, Ding Jiang didn't stay much. After drinking tea, he went straight back to Fuhutan to resume his life.

Chen Ci looked at the wooden box on the table and pondered for a moment, but he didn't think about what the tiger-headed Taoist would need him to do.

If you don’t understand it, forget about it. You’ll probably know it when you open this box.

Chen Ciyun used his true energy to rub the seal on the sealing talisman. There was no movement in the talisman and there was still a faint sense of restlessness. It was obvious that he had not found a way to open the seal. If he used force, maybe the thing inside would be destroyed. will be destroyed.

"what?"

Chen Ci picked up the wooden box and looked at it. The fat man named Ding probably didn't dare to miss any information. After taking a closer look, Chen Ci thought of something. He took the wooden box to the quiet room in the backyard and took out a A small tiger-shaped seal was inserted into the talisman after infusing the true energy, and then the sealing talisman fell down.

Chen Ci breathed a sigh of relief and opened the wooden box. There was not much inside, just a pale white booklet and half of the jade bottle.

There seemed to be living things in the jade bottle.

Chen Ci picked up the vial and looked inside through the mouth of the vial. Inside was a black cicada the size of a fingernail, lying motionless inside the vial. "Zi Mu Lian Xin Gu?"

Chen Ci was a little unsure. This kind of voodoo was not common in the Heshan Sect. It was quite difficult to refine, and it could not be used to kill people. However, people with mother voodoo and child voodoo could do it within a thousand miles. Communication is like face to face, which is a rare treasure.

Even after being used, the sub-gu will be useless. The number of sub-gu produced by a mother vood is also certain. When the sub-gu are all dead, the mother vood will be useless.

However, you need to hold the voodoo worm at the bottom of your tongue when using it. Chen Ci has only heard about it but has never seen the real thing.

Putting down the jade bottle, Chen Ci picked up the brochure and read it carefully. After reading it, Chen Ci had a strange look on his face.

There is not much content in this booklet, only the method of sacrificing a magical weapon.

It's called the White Bone Heart-locking Hammer.

It is a very powerful offensive weapon with great power. Although it has less changes compared to the Five Yin Evil Air Bags, it is much more efficient in killing people. However, Chen Ci's current attack method is somewhat weak in power. Made it up.

But the problem is that this bone heart-locking hammer is not a magic weapon passed down by Heshan Sect. Although the methods of sacrificial refining are very similar, Chen Ci has never heard of the name of this method. At least in the original legal records of Heshan Sutra, There is no such hammer method.

What does Hutou Taoist mean by this?

Chen Ci frowned slightly and flipped through the booklet several times to make sure there was no message in it, but at the end he found a signature signed by White Bone Taoist Xu Jia.

Chen Ci has never heard of this name. After all, there are countless masters in the world and countless strange arts. He has only lived for half a century, so he has learned a lot.

This is really troublesome.

Chen Ci grinned. He had half expected that this booklet would contain the Five Ghost Possession Technique, but he didn't expect that it would contain a powerful side sect magic weapon.

Such side magic weapons are naturally used to kill people.

Hutou Taoist only gave the Dharma but did not leave a message. It was obvious that he had a very big intention. At least he would never let Chen Ci take advantage of it in vain. If he didn't use it, it would be of great use, and he would even end up using it to death.

But the only good news is that it should be fine in the short term. After all, it still takes a few years for a magical weapon to become capable of combat from the beginning.

"The mother-child heart-linking Gu, the white-bone heart-locking hammer."

Chen Ci held the booklet and walked gently in the room. The tiger-headed Taoist's sudden gift of magic was probably related to the gold rope he sent. It seemed that his robbery of the Wang family was indeed in the hands of this cheap senior brother. Dharma Eye, indeed, has to do things and reflect its value before it can be used by others.

It was this direction of appreciation that he didn't like very much.

He is actually a technical talent.

"I am good at refining elixirs and making talismans, but I am not good at fighting. As expected, there are always thousand-mile horses, but not many bole. This cheap senior brother really doesn't have much vision."

Chen Ci murmured a few words and complained a little: "Besides, you can give me the whole Bailing Poison Dragon Sword, but this Laozi locking hammer doesn't match the temperament of the Sa family."

More importantly, the base material of the White Bone Lock Heart Hammer needs to be refined with the Six Yang Leaders of five monks, but where can he find it?
  It's so bad.

I wonder if we can discuss it with that cheap senior brother and change it.

Chen Ci sighed and put the Lianxin Gu and the booklet into his arms. Worried, he simply went to the alchemy room and prepared to practice the Qi Observation Method and the Alchemy Condensation Method again.

The monks in the side sect don't use their brains, and will be in trouble sooner or later. If you can be a support staff, it is actually quite good.

Not mentioning that Chen Ci was worried about the Bone Lock Heart Hammer, Ding Jiang, who was covered in dust in Fuhu Altar, returned to the altar and went to the back mountain to meet his teacher.

Still in the elegant bamboo house, Taoist Hutou lay on his side on a small couch, glanced at Ding Jiang who was prostrated on the ground, and asked lightly: "Let me tell you what the scene was like when you went to the Sanyin Temple during your trip. "

(End of this chapter)