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Chapter 418: Uncultured, red eyebrows are painful, mistakenly falling into the devil's barrier, Xia Shang is ashamed

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    When the red-browed ghost died, nothing was left except a withered and shrunken corpse. His side flying sword was refined into iron juice by Chen Ang. The two red-browed worms were transformed by the devil and were refined to death together. Only one  The remnants of the arsenic sand remained, but were not taken seriously by Chen Ang and were prepared to be dissolved together with his body.

    In the end, only a bag of treasures was left, which was of some value.

    The red-browed ghost is a side sect magician, and the treasure bag he made is not big. It contains some gold and silver and a book of spiritual methods that he has cultivated and supplemented by his own practice. It seems that most of his family wealth is still left in their secluded cave.

    Chen Ang counted with his fingers and found that Jingming had not finished yet. Moreover, since Chen Ang Jingming calculated, the disaster of the two ghosts in Sheshan Mountain had been triggered in advance. Now that the red-browed ghost is dead, there is a secret to cover it up, and the bald-haired ghost can't notice anything.  , Chen Ang took out the mental method and read it slowly in his hand.

    This is a unique mental method of a side sect. It has some skills, but it is not complete. It seems that Liu Tang did not get the second volume of this mental method, so he had to rely on other methods that he had collected to fill in the good ones.  A miscellaneous book of side sects has developed a body of evil magic.

    Judging from this mental method, this master from the side sect also seems to have a careless character. Naturally, the methods passed down by senior casual cultivators will not be as orderly and orderly as those passed down by famous sects, as rigorous as teaching textbooks.  It is like a personal practice note, filled with the author's personal insights, moods, and even essays.

    The senior who left behind the inheritance went even further. He mixed a lot of obscure and vague sentences and expressions into his spiritual practice. He seemed to have problems with his expressive ability. He even used the dialect of his hometown, mixed with dialects.  The text occupies a large tract of space.

    The most troublesome thing is that this is a secret book handed down from the Tang Dynasty. Many expressions contain ancient meanings. In addition, there is only half a volume passed down. Chen Ang can imagine Liu Tang's understanding of this book after just flipping through it for a moment.  of despair and madness.

    The IQs of Taoist cultivators are not low. Even if a pig reaches the realm of Sanxian, it is still a pig with good moral principles.

    But things like IQ have nothing to do with expression ability. The secret book written by a high-IQ old Qin monk in Guanzhong in the dialect of the Tang Dynasty is indeed the same as the book of heaven when viewed by a monk from Sichuan in the late Ming Dynasty who is not very smart.  .

    "This is a tragedy caused by the language barrier!" Chen Ang looked at Liu Tang's annotations on the mental method. There was confusion between the lines, a lot of fallacies and misunderstandings, plus the lingo used by the Taoist priests of the Xuan sect in the Tang Dynasty.  The evolution in the process of historical transmission deeply illustrates how hurt this once naive monk was when he interpreted this practice note.

    For a person like Chen Ang, who has eighteen degrees in humanities, is proficient in ancient Chinese culture and the secret inheritance of Taoism, and has an astonishing IQ, this kind of thing is naturally straightforward and simple in meaning. He can even use his outstanding knowledge to describe it.  The second half of the lost secret book will be completed later, and the secrets will only be higher than the original book.

    But for those who have no inheritance, this is an insurmountable barrier.

    "It seems that it is very difficult for monks in any world without inheritance!" Chen Ang sighed: "This is actually a clear and clear mental method. If you encounter ancient characters, or Tianfu tadpole script, dragon chapter, phoenix seal and turtle  The tattooed bird belongs to the same category as the oracle bones. I am afraid that he is blind and his understanding is so low. No wonder he has entered the side door."

    After reading this mental method, Chen Ang casually put it back into the treasure bag. Only now did he realize why the authentic Taoist sect has such high requirements for qualifications. Even dragons, seals, phoenixes, turtle patterns, bird inscriptions, oracle bones cannot be created out of thin air.  After enlightenment, do you still want to practice Taoism?  If your IQ is so low, you might as well go down and take the exam to get the top prize!

    There are also a large number of Taoist mantras searched by the red-browed ghost Liu Tang in the annotations of the heart method. Most of them are scraps, mixed with magic and miscellaneous practices, and there are even some unconventional spells in the world, such as Soul Altar, Zhu You and so on.  It is necessary to sacrifice blood to regenerate the soul. The most advanced ones are just some scattered inheritances of Wutai Sect. They are better than the "Tao Zang Za She Miao Yang Fu Shen Lu Jing" in the Taoist temple, but they are also inferior.

    Chen Ang closed his eyes and rested his mind, released the magic power of the Tianhe River and turned it into a patch above his head, tempering the essence of the sun. At the same time, he pondered the flame of the demon-breaking lamp and continued to temper it with his magic power.  The spiritual flame was polluted, but it became more intelligent. After being tempered by Chen Ang's magic power, its essence increased. It seemed that there was a filthy stimulus that was incompatible with it, which made its essence even more magical.

    "After two hours of this, Chen Ang's mind moved, and the crane feather that Chen Ang had practiced in Luoxia Cave, which was more than ten miles away, fell from the sky, stabbing the bald-haired ghost to death.

    At this time, the bald-haired ghost had broken into the prison and was about to commit murder, but Monk Jingming was surrounded by a group of people in the distance.Wrapped in fog.

    Meng Nvxian, whose vitality was severely injured, was unable to resist. When she closed her eyes and waited for death, the feathers of the right wing of the white crane beside her shone slightly, and it floated into the air. She was driven by Chen Ang who was far away in Qixia Temple, and instead killed the traitor.  .

    The magic power attached to the feathers was not enough after killing the bald ghost. It exploded into a pile of feather dust. The magic power turned into a sword energy, invisible and colorless. The black mist shrouded the dark place, causing it to be severely injured.  , was overwhelmed by Jingming, dropped a copper ring and retreated.

    Chen Angnian moved as his heart moved, and his body turned into a long rainbow, standing at the entrance of Luoxia Cave. For a person like him, the dozens of miles of mountain road was just a matter of the rise and fall of his thoughts. The monk Jingming in the distance was also struck by a ball of glazed flames.  Wrapped up, he rushed to Chen Ang.

    Jingming shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, fellow Taoist, I had other preparations, otherwise I would have suffered a big loss! I only thought that this was Miss Meng's fate, but I didn't expect that my fate was also involved, and I escaped."  The fire disaster in Haiyan still has the aftermath of this time, which caused me to be entangled by my enemies and almost miss the important event."

    "Your opponent doesn't look like a good candidate." Chen Ang said with a smile: "He just happened to be hit by my sword, and he carries my sword energy. How about I take the opportunity to kill him and help you get rid of a problem?"

    "You must not" Jingming smiled bitterly and refused: "Although my junior brother has taken an evil path, he has not done any great evil. I still want to work hard to save him, but you must not send him to reincarnation.  .”

    While the two of them were talking to each other, the owner of Luoxia Cave finally packed up and rushed out.

    The Fairy Meng changed her clothes. Although her face looked tired, she could not hide her natural beauty.  She is not tall and has a delicate figure, but she is rare and generous. She does not have a petty attitude. Although she looks ashamed when facing Jingming and Chen Ang, she is not shy. She bows deeply and apologizes with a bit of shyness.  : "Meng Xiachang would like to thank the two seniors for their help. Xiashang fell into a demonic barrier before and failed Master Jingming's good intentions. I hope you can forgive me and don't blame me for being stubborn." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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