The chaotic energy of the sky filled the sky, and wisps of gray fog fell inadvertently destroyed a large area of ​​vegetation on the surface of Chixia Island.

Not long after, the sun and the moon began to shrink slightly, and the blue sea bowl surrounded by majestic water vapor slowly fell down. The golden fire array with dull patterns returned to the crater, and the riot was calmed down.

A solid Yin God appeared above the dragon horse's head. Wu Ming's expression was bad and his soul was illusory. The move just now directly took time to his magic power, but he had the Taichu Taoist seed to survive. After a moment of rest, he had recovered halfway.

He looked at the blank void and made tricks to cast spells. Lingming's eyes opened and glanced at the surroundings inch by inch. He saw that there was no vitality left in the riot and turbid spiritual qi, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The supernatural powers are unfathomable, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no magic spells such as "Golden Cicada escapes from the shell", "The universe is upside down", "Three Corpses Dividing Souls" to avoid fatal damage, but now it seems that the Abbot of Jinhuo has indeed lost it and has no ability to save his life at all.

"It's a pity that the one who has supernatural powers can keep a little true spirit immortal and reincarnate." Wu Ming sighed, lowered his head and thought it was not worth worrying. There is a mystery in the birth of the reincarnation of ordinary supernatural powers. Only by breaking through the fog of the mind and becoming a Taoist priest can he recover his memories of his previous life.

As we all know, reincarnation is a high-end technology, and growth is even more difficult. Laoshan has drawn talents from Qingzhou, and there are only more than 3,000 Taoist priests, and the threshold for practicing Taoism is terrible.

Therefore, most of the magical power realms fail to return unless there are photos of friends.

"Besides, when he returns from cultivation, I don't know what level I have reached. Maybe I will leave this realm."

Wu Ming shook his head and first took back the candle dragon's pupil in the void. Carefully checked and confirmed that there was no damage. Instead, it seemed that he was nourished by the Gangsha and restored a little of his origin. Then he urged the Bihai Bo to collect the Taoist soldiers released from the outside.

After counting, Wu Ming found that the shrimp soldiers and crab generals were seriously injured, and more than fifty aquariums were disabled, which was a necessary price for killing magical powers.

The Jinhuo Yanggang Qiankun Array arranged at the crater was damaged in many places and was almost incomplete, and it lasted for more than a month at most.

"Huh? What is this?" Suddenly Wu Ming saw a cluster of dim golden red flames gathering from all directions and floating in the air. He rolled his magic power and took it over. He checked it and said happily: "Red Dust Incense Light."

This lamp is cast with the power of incense and faith, and is between reality and reality, and is neither extinguished nor extinguished, so it survives the terrifying blow.

The eight prohibition magic tools are made with strange methods, just like the sky blue divine sand, which can spontaneously extract the desires of sentient beings and lead to promotions of [Red Dust Evil]. Needless to say, the power and value are important.

"It's a good start, I just don't have a magic weapon to attack the mind." Wu Ming tasted the sweetness and looked around again. Sure enough, he discovered that the solidified gelatinous shapes that emit bright light were distributed in all directions like meteorite belts.

These gelatinous coagulants are fragments of Yin God's magic body condensed by the Abbot of Jinhuo with a hundred years of magic power. They contain the powerful soul power of magical powers, which greatly nourish the Yin God and can also be used as a resource for cultivating spiritual materials. In short, they have many uses.

However, it is just a side-door who will swallow it directly. This kind of soul power that has been branded with others can easily refute the foundation. So Wu Ming used it to nourish Taisuqi, a magic weapon to prove Taoism.

A simple white flag was waving, and a white ray of light sounded, and the fine gel-like gel in the sky was converged, and the flag was rolled into a ball and slowly squirmed, digesting the resources that could be called the third-level spiritual material.

Wu Ming observed, satisfied, and estimated that he had digested at least six restrictions to base it. Then he looked at the noisy Chixia Island below and frowned, and drove the dragon horse to the chaotic temple on the island.

Obviously, after losing the spiritual pillar of Abbot Jinhuo, this small social order that was isolated from the world began to collapse.

Fortunately, when Wu Ming arrived, he took action himself and quickly killed dozens of monks who wanted to seize wealth in the chaos. He also found traces of the remaining three Taoist priests, controlled them and let them preside over the order.

After a long time, thousands of people on the island calmed down, but these civilians had been brainwashed by Buddhism and the Jinhuo Abbot. It was not easy to change. I was afraid that they would be replaced by another powerful belief. He didn't have the time to do so, so he simply ordered to remain the same.

Then Wu Ming used the magical use of the Thousand Miles of Soul Locking in the Dharma Eye to start plundering wealth. The first one found was the place where Abbot Jinhuo stored his body. He came to the deep sea cave a hundred miles away from Chixia Island, sighing at the cunning monks.

In the dark sea, the dragon horse spit out a hot dragon breath, blasted the formation, and entered it. A bald old man with a kind face sat cross-legged, his body glowing and his face was rosy, as if he had ascended to the Tao.

The Taisu flag was released, the white light shone in the void, the body of the abbot's Taoist melted, and a large amount of things were dropped. The high magical powers could open a small space on the spiritual platform, storing their own things with you.

Wu Ming Yin Shen escaped, counted the harvest carefully, and was a little disappointed. Including the fragmented materials, the total value was only 7,000 talismans. This was also poor, and the Taoist Dharma was not worth mentioning. The upper limit was barely the realm of supernatural powers, which was called [Golden and Fire Buddha Sutra].

However, an unexpectedly obtained [Incense Ask the Heart Technique] surprised him quite. It is a third-level spell that can subtly influence the mind and even bypass many soul bans and torture the secret.

This is the magic weapon of the Red Dust Incense Light.

At this time, Taisuqi had already extracted the essence of the abbot's body. It was a Bodhi seed with soft golden radiance, crystal clear as amber, with a profound texture on it, engraved with a swastika seal, exuding a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.

The third-level spiritual material, even at the upstream level, extracted the Buddha's veins cultivated by the abbot, and the Taoist practiced them to increase his wisdom. It was named [Golden Fire Buddhist Bead] by Wu Ming.

Then Wu Ming searched in the cave for a while, and after no harvest, he rode the wind back to Chixia Island.

There is very little resource in the temple. The five Taoist priests cultivated are all in the early stages of Yin God. The fundamental methods they practice and the talismans they taught are all from the Golden Fire Buddha Sutra, which is nothing strange.

However, with the help of the special environment of Chixia Island, three second-level talismans were bred, all of which were [Golden and Fire Talismans], which were quite valuable.

"It is inconsistent with my own Taoist Dharma, and nothing can be used." Wu Ming felt sorry, but this wave of wealth had replenished him with a wave of blood. When he went back, he might be able to exchange the complete Taisu Miao Zhen Jie.

After handling the choke, he flew back to the crater, the Yin God returned to his body, preparing to wait for the Qi to take shape.

"It will take about half a month." Wu Ming stared at the crater, worried that the incomplete golden fire array would fail. He thought that he had nothing to do and did not want to wait. Seeing that the surrounding golden fire was strong, he became more and more interested in refining the weapon.

Wu Ming took out the Seven Evil Yin Talisman Sword, and he was not far from his magical powers. He was afraid that this magic weapon would have to be promoted to keep up. Before going to sea, he had already exchanged the complete third-level Taoist technique.

Level 3 spell, also known as [Gangsha spell], is just like a Taoist priest who practices true talismans and magic, must try to fit the fundamental magic as much as possible to exert its maximum power, it is even more harsh to practice magic when it reaches the realm of magic.

That is, you cannot conflict with the Gangsha that you have refined. For example, if you want to practice the [Tidal Spread] spell, if the evil you are refined is [Red Flame Evil], water and fire will not be incompatible and will stay at level 2 for the rest of your life.

Because the fundamental method is fixed in refining Gangsha, the gap between the authentic Xuanmen sect and the casual cultivator has further widened. The complete Taisu Art has been improved by dozens of generations of Taoist scholars. Each magic is in line with the fundamental method and Gangsha, covering all aspects of the field, attack, defense, and escape techniques.
Chapter completed!