Seeking immortality in a deceitful way starts by making oneself into a puppet

Mi Qiluo let out a light whistle, and his fingertips quickly passed through the atmosphere like a pen and a dragon. The golden talismans flew out of the air and suddenly turned into sharp sword lights.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! The sword energy shuttled through the air, and after smashing the huge fox's head, it flew in the air like a dragon, whistling and circling back and forth.

As soon as He Ping saw this method of "turning a sword into a talisman", he immediately thought of the other three volumes of the Dongyuan Sect's "Taishang Dongyuan Divine Curse Sutra", that is, the whereabouts of the three levels of ghost killing, ghost banning, and ghost slaying.

It is said that this third-grade ghost-slaying grade was acquired by a highly talented swordsman. The swordsman worked hard and spent decades to master the three volumes of ghost-killing grade, ghost-forbidden grade, and ghost-slaying grade. Combined with his own swordsmanship of practicing the Hundred-step Flying Sword, he developed the "Ghost-Slaying Flying Gang" combined with his sword skills.

"Mi Qiluo turned out to be the successor of "Ghost-Slaying Feigang". Dongmi is really capable. He even recruited such a Taoist master who inherited "Ghost-Slaying Feigang"!"

He Ping was slightly surprised when he saw this scene.

"Ghost-killing Feigang..."

A strange and gloomy voice sounded.

"I haven't seen this move for a while? So this swordsmanship hasn't been lost yet?"

He Ping was stunned when he heard this. He raised his head and saw the beast heads that dispersed like smoke and immediately gathered together. The huge fox head appeared in the air again. This monster's eyes were like blood-stained eyes. Vermilion, human words came out of the beast's mouth.

"You stinky boy, who are you from Yuan Weiting in the iron siege city of Haoli Mountain?"

This sound carried a slight vibration, and after a moment, it was transmitted to the ears of everyone present. It shocked their heads and made them feel dizzy. The energy and blood in their internal organs seemed to surge up. They couldn't help but retreated backwards. The eyes of the giant fox head were full of horror.

"Demon, demon!!!"

"What kind of monster is this?"

Everyone's eyes flashed with fear and uneasiness.

"Old monster, do you think I will tell you if you just ask?"

Mi Qiluo's energy and blood surged wildly, and he opened his mouth to shout loudly. As he pointed out his sword, the sword energy hovering in the air screamed one after another, rolling in like a storm, converging like a spiral like an angry dragon, and finally headed towards The fox beast blasted over.

"Hahahahahaha! Even if Yuan Weiting comes, he may not be able to get any benefits from my ancestor Xinhu. How can you do anything to me, ancestor, with your Xuanyin Ghost Killing Talisman with such a little heat!!!"

The fox opened its bloody mouth wide, and a black hole-like vortex quickly formed in the hole of the big mouth. A huge suction force came out from the center of the whirlpool, and thousands of sword energy was sucked into it. Suddenly, everyone present felt their souls shake, as if they were about to escape from their bodies and be sucked into the whirlpool.

"Stop it!"

Mi Qiluo also shouted loudly: "With your inner fox old demon's cultivation, if the real body comes to this world, I can only retreat. Unfortunately, this is just a thought and a clone of you, I'm afraid of it!" "

He raised his sword, pointed his finger in the air, and recited a spell quickly.

"Om, hum, hum, hum, hum, hum!"

This is the sixteen-word secret spell of the Taoist sect. When these sixteen-word spells are recited, the thousands of sword energy sucked in by the fox's mouth is like a violent explosion, exploding like gunpowder.

Boom!

An orange-red mushroom cloud, the size of half an acre of field, rose violently directly from the poplar forest.

In the sky, the beast-headed head of the old demon Xinhu was blown to pieces on the spot. Sweeping by the strong wind, the whole forest was instantly filled with flying sand and rocks.

Just after this explosion, a voice sounded in the void.

"Heir of Yuan Weiting, how dare you hurt my clone, I will remember your soul!"

"Bah! Just remember, do you, an old monster, still have the ability to climb out of the abyss?"

Mi Qiluo murmured softly, feeling relieved in his heart.

'It seems that the people of the Wenxiang Sect have really hooked up with the Mysterious Sky Alliance in the Earth Abyss Realm. Ancestor Xinhu is one of the Seven Mysterious Sky Saints. These monsters are really lawless and can even collude with demons. No wonder Your Majesty will let me come here! ’

The old demon Xinhu is quite capable, but it is a pity that this is not the earthly abyss world. There is only a clone projection thrown into this box. No matter how powerful the clone projection of this big demon is, its strength is limited. Only then was it blocked by his own Xuanyin. Made of ghost-killing talisman.

"Brother Moshuluo."

Mi Qiluo let out a faint breath.

"As for the things you seized from the Wenxiang Sect, I only want gold and silver, and only half of it. I know it's difficult for you to decide this matter alone, so let's discuss it with Mr. Indaro and see if he can I don’t want to embarrass you, brother, whether you agree or not.”

"good!"

When He Ping heard what he said, he was not surprised. He turned around and jumped into the carriage. He used Pan Chi Yujue to contact his "direct boss" Indaro, and transferred the information to Liuhong Fort. The discovery of gold and silver property and the fact that Mi Qiluo came to ask for it were explained.

"The people of the Wenxiang Sect have colluded with the ancestor Xinhu? That Miqiluo asked you for gold and silver?"

Indaro was also stunned after hearing this.

"I see... It seems like there are any changes in Mobei? I understand the matter. Mi Qiluo only wants gold and silver. How much does he want?"

"He said he wanted 50 percent."

He Ping answered honestly.

"That's half of it. Okay, you give him 70%, and you keep the remaining 30% for yourself."

Indaro said calmly.

"I know there is a shortage of money on Beiguan Road, but I didn't expect it to be so serious. Listen carefully, this man is not weak. You give him 70%. If you say it was your idea, he will definitely remember it according to his character. It means that he owes you a favor. You must know that the favor of a Taoist master is extraordinary. If something goes wrong in the future, you can use this favor as an excuse to ask this person for help. He will never refuse. This is important to you. Words are not a bad thing, do you understand?"

"My subordinate understands."

He Ping's mind changed for a moment, then he smiled and got out of the carriage.

"Brother Miqiluo, I have reached an agreement with Lord Indaro. Lord Indaro asked me to distribute eighty percent of this property to you, brother. The goods are all here. Brother, you can get it yourself!"

Mi Qiluo rubbed his hands when he heard this, and said with some embarrassment: "That's really troublesome for you, brother. I have to transport things away. Can these carriages be given to me as well?"

"This is simple."

He Ping chuckled, brushed his sleeves, and asked his men to pack up their things.

"Brother, you are such a cheerful person. I will accept your favor for this matter."

Mi Qiluo cupped his hands.

He is a master of Taoism, and He Ping's conversation with Indaro while hiding in the carriage compartment did not hide his perception.

Indaro said he would be given 70%, but He Ping deliberately gave him 10% more. He also remembered this detail. Of course, he was grateful for He Ping's "goodwill"!

However, He Ping also had his own considerations. First of all, these properties were not urgently needed for him. He actually did not contribute much to the siege of Liuhong Fort and the eradication of the Wenxiang Sect's stronghold in Jinhe Prefecture. The real masters that I met were all done by the five-color God of Wealth. He was just following behind to take advantage.

"It's just Lord Indaro's order."

He Ping shook his head with a smile: "By the way, what exactly is that iron box? Has Brother Mi Qiluo checked it?"

"Oh, I almost forgot about the real thing."

Mi Qiluo stretched out his finger, and the sword energy split the sky, hitting the box like lightning. In an instant, the sword energy that cut gold and jade was swept away, and the box fell into pieces, revealing a dark, ink-like stone. It was a piece of obsidian with a Buddha statue carved on it.

"It's actually this thing?!"

He Ping was a little stunned. He didn't expect that this thing would be hidden in the Wenxiang Sect's warehouse. He also owns this obsidian Buddha statue, which he got from the Mud Sect, but why does the Wenxiang Sect also collect this black stone Buddha statue?