Taoist temple that will cross

Chapter 572 Special Mission: Raising the Forbidden Yang Art to the Second Level

"Snakes are smart"

The old man's eyes were wide open with anger, and his beards were raised.

Although he and the pangolin haven't known each other for a long time.

But he has a good impression of this monster full of justice.

"I don't know, when I wanted to watch it just now, I was stopped by a powerful force"

Erwa touched her ear subconsciously, and said with lingering fear.

"If it's a snake, why don't we see it?"

The old man showed a suspicious expression.

As a person who can live half his life in the mountains where monsters are rampant, he is not only not stupid, but also very shrewd.

All of a sudden, I saw the trickiness.

"Perhaps the snake spirit's magic mirror has automatically revived."

Erwa remembers the snake spirit's magic mirror, which is similar to his ability.

When they meet, it is not surprising that intolerance occurs.

"This explanation makes sense."

The old man nodded subconsciously.

Then he shook his head, "No, if the magic mirror was so much stronger than you, the snake spirit would have taken you down long ago."

"The snake spirit has somehow enhanced the magic mirror"

Erwa automatically brain supplements.

On the one hand, the grandfather felt that what Erwa said was reasonable, but on the other hand, he felt that something was wrong.

"The top priority is to bring back the pangolin's corpse, and not let it be thrown into the wilderness"

Erwa said with a serious face.

"good"

The old man nodded sadly.

At this moment, a big golden eagle flew rapidly from the sky with a strong wind.

"It's under the snake spirit"

The old man reflexively said.

Erwa looked up and showed joy: "The big eagle sitting down by the mountain god brought back the pangolin's body."

Immediately afterwards, the joy on his face turned into sadness.

So what if you send it back, the pangolin is already dead.

Soon, the big eagle came to the front and put down the shriveled body of the pangolin.

"pangolin"

The old man threw himself on the pangolin's body and shed sad tears.

"Da Diao, do you know who did it?"

Erwa asked Da Diao.

The big eagle used its mouth as a knife to carve on the ground, and after a while, the silhouette of a Taoist priest appeared.

"This is?"

Erwa still doesn't know the existence of Cao Yi.

"Could it be that Taoist?"

The old man asked suspiciously.

"Which Taoist priest?"

Erwa said eagerly.

Grandpa explained.

"It must be him, damn demon, I'm going to kill you"

Erwa was furious.

The hatred for Cao Yi even surpassed that of snake spirit and scorpion spirit.

"Second Brother, let's deal with the Yao Dao"

The two gourds shook violently and fell to the ground and turned into two children.

"it is good"

Erwa nodded in agreement.

"What about the snake and scorpion spirits?"

Grandpa frowned.

"I'll deal with snake spirits and scorpion spirits"

Siwa said.

"I'm going to deal with the demons"

Wuwa said.

"In this way, the power will not be dispersed"

The old man disapproved all over his face.

"Snake spirits and scorpion spirits are full of tricks, and the demons seem to be easier to deal with, so deal with the demons first."

Erwa made a final decision.

……

Yuxu view.

Cao Yi was lying on a bamboo recliner, with his eyes closed, enjoying the warm afternoon sun.

How leisurely it is.

"Special mission: Raise the Yang-Returning Forbidden Art to the second level"

"Special task: Raise the purple-gold-red gourd to the immortal level"

"Special mission: Turn decay into magic and upgrade it to the third level (the second level is Wanhua Dao Jue) to deal with stronger enemies"

"Mission failed, deprivation of innate Taoist body"

The system's emotionless voice suddenly sounded continuously.

Cao Yi opened his eyes, with a hint of bitterness in the corner of his mouth.

What is wrong with the system?

Send so many tasks at once.

But since it is issued, it must be implemented.

Otherwise, if you lose your innate Taoist body, just lose it.

Who are you scaring.

In all the heavens and myriad realms, it is unknown how many people achieve extraordinary things by relying on mortal wombs.

After a few minutes.

Which one to start with.

Really fragrant.

Thinking about it, it was getting dark.

Forget about tomorrow.

Cao Yi closed his eyes and began to practice slowly.

In the middle of the night, Cao Yi suddenly woke up.

For a moment just now, there was a gap in the connection between him and Tao.

Only the system can do this.

It seems that the system is real.

It won't work if you don't implement it.

Cao Yi first opened the scroll of Qintian, and turned to the page where the Forbidden Art of Returning Yang was located.

A red Bana flower pattern came into view.

There are two small characters in seal script on one side, which are a little blurry, but the word 'Huanyang' can be barely recognized.

Reaching out to touch it, it was cold for a while, and then a message entered my mind.

Huanyang is divided into three types:

The first type, one life to one life back, the caster does not have enough mana, so he can only replace the life of the deceased with his own life. If the mana is strong, he can exchange the life of the deceased with other people's life, provided that the other person is willing (for lovers, blood relatives).

The second type requires a small amount of blood from the deceased's relatives as an introduction and a living person as a container.

The third type is that the dead use a small amount of blood from their children as an introduction, and borrow non-flesh and blood bodies to resurrect, such as clay sculptures and puppets, which look the same as ordinary people on the surface, but have defects. The clay body is afraid of water, and the wooden body is afraid of fire. Ji, which is 12 years (high failure rate).

"The content of the first layer"

Cao Yi spoke softly.

As soon as the voice fell, Cao Yi's hand was flicked away, the red Bianhua disappeared, and a blurry picture appeared, an ancient bridge across the yellow river appeared, and an old woman standing on it was holding a steaming soup bowl.

"Naihe Bridge, Meng Po"

Cao Yi said, trying to put his hand on it again.

Unexpectedly, there was a huge counter-shock force.

Knock Cao Yi and fly a hundred miles away.

In a blink of an eye, Cao Yi returned to the scroll, closed his eyes, communicated with the avenue of heaven and earth, and summoned spiritual energy.

The aura that was originally scattered in all directions gathered together little by little.

But not too much.

There is no way, there are a few big households who eat spiritual energy in this area (scorpion spirit, snake spirit, mountain god...).

After spending the whole night, Cao Yi finally gathered a lot of spiritual energy and threw it into the scroll.

The originally blurry picture became clearer little by little.

After half an hour.

"no"

Cao Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.

After a while, he filled in a pile of previous storage (including spirit wine, spirit fruit, spirit grass), Little Snow Ape's collection, Shen Wang's collection and the harvest during this period.

As a result, it still doesn't work.

"Any more?"

Cao Yi asked.

Little Snow Ape, and the released King Shen are like a concubine.

In such a short time, the two of them became paupers.

"Looks like we're going somewhere farther away"

Cao Yi said to himself.

At this moment, a divine thought came from the sky.

"Phoenix"

Cao Yi accepted it immediately.

Immediately afterwards, the look on his face was wonderful.

The nine-headed bird has already searched most of the world, except for the calabash mountain, the mountain area occupied by snake spirits and scorpion spirits, and the mountain area occupied by green snake spirits (the villain of the second part, the sister of the snake spirit), other Not only does the place have no aura, but there are no living creatures.

This world is very likely to be the inner world left by a dead immortal monk.

"I'll look for it again, maybe there will be unexpected discoveries in other places"

The aura of the nine-headed bird has gone away again.

"It seems that I can only get some from the snake spirits."

Cao Yi turned his gaze to the location of the snake essence and the scorpion essence.

At this moment, two tyrannical auras kept approaching.

Cao Yi released his consciousness and saw a green gourd baby and a blue gourd baby.

"Four babies, five babies are here"

Cao Yi thought of something, and a smile appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)