It is difficult to draw bones when drawing tigers and skins, but it is hard to know people and faces but not hearts.

There is an extremely evil and evil trick in the Zuodao River. It requires peeling off a human skin alive and using magic to restrain its ghosts in the painted skin, so that the painted skin will not be corrupted.

Then the person who cast the art put on the painted skin and changed his face. Even the people around him could not tell the truth or the false.

Dwarfs turn into giants, machoes turn into beauties, and ghosts turn into mortals.

Because the technique of painting skin is too vicious and vicious, it goes against the laws of nature, the practitioners in the martial arts world sneered at it, and once they found that the skin painting warriors would be killed.

The Dafeng court will never tolerate it, and if it is caught, it will be beheaded.

As a result, the technique of painting skin was lost for a while, and not many practitioners dared to practice this evil magic, for fear of damaging their good deeds and losing their skin to have children in the future.

Since the Thousand Faces Demon practiced the art of painting skin, I don’t know how many people have been killed.

It's also worthy of sin.

"This art of painting skin really lacks great virtue."

The unethical mother opened the door for the unethical, and the unethical ones came home.

After the Thousand-Faced Demon died, this left-right evil magic fell into Chen Bafang's hands.

As an honest and honest Taoist priest, it is impossible for him to use this insidious technique of painting skin to harm others.

Then he threw the art of painting skin out of the sky.

It is abandoned like a worn-out shoe.

"Don't waste these corpses on the ground. Before the official can come out to wash the floor, touch and see what they have on them."

Next is the favorite corpse touching process.

Chen Bafang skillfully reached out and found a martial arts secret book "Thirteen Taibao Golden Bell Cover" and several silver notes from the corpse of the Thousand-Faced Demon.

The harvest is pretty good.

Just then, a burst of rapid footsteps came.

It seems that Xing Hesen, a Qingyiwei who had escaped before, brought the official mission to come here.

Unfortunately, he just ran away, so it is unlikely that he would kill him in front of the Qingyiwei.

I can only wait for a chance to be him quietly.

Seeing this, Chang Wei and the people from Fangjiazhuang immediately disappeared into the vast night, just assuming that they had never appeared before, so as not to cause trouble.

"Master Chen, you are not injured, are you?"

Yan Xiaorou flew over and felt a little relieved when she saw Chen Bafang jumping around.

It’s good that the little Taoist priest is fine.

As for the life and death of others, what does it have to do with her Yan Xiaorou?

"I'm fine." Chen Bafang waved his hand and said that he was not injured.

"Where is that evil ghost in the Gao family?"

Yan Xiaorou looked around with a vigilant look on her face, and no sign of the evil ghost was found.

"That female donor has ascended to heaven." Chen Bafang's tone was plain, as if he had done something insignificant.

Ascend, ascend to heaven...

Yan Xiaorou was stunned. Master Chen's way of exorcising ghosts was really unique, bringing the evil ghosts the same experience as ascending to heaven.

Xing Hesen, a hundred households of Qingyiwei, saw Chen Balan safe and sound, and his expression was extremely ugly.

He couldn't figure out how Chen Bafang survived the evil spirit, and where did Li Kui go just now.

"Taoist, what's going on with these corpses on the ground?"

Xing Hesen stared at Chen Bafang with a bad expression and said gritting his teeth.

"I am one step later, these donors were killed by evil ghosts." Chen Bafang said the truth. What does the person who was killed by Tiehan and stupid has to do with him?

His answer was impeccable, and Xing Hesen could not find any flaws.

I had to pinch my nose and admit it.

"People from the hundred households please pay the remaining silver."

Xing Hesen gritted his teeth and said, "Are you still afraid that the official will lose his debt?"

Chen Bafang nodded honestly.

Finally, Xing Hesen paid the money in front of the official, with a stingy face, and left without looking back.

This time, not only did he not get any credit for his contribution, but he also lost his wife and his troops.

Very sad.

Chen Bafang doesn’t care what Xing Hesen feels like now, as long as the money is in place.

"Master Chen, where are you going?" Yan Xiaorou's round almond eyes flashed and she asked casually.

"It's getting late, I want to go back to Yunlong Temple."

"It is not safe for you to walk alone at night, so I'll drive you away." Yan Xiaorou is an old Si Ji, and she is very skilled in driving.

Chen Bafang did not reject Yan Xiaorou's kindness and returned to Yunlong Temple in the night.

Early the next morning, Chen Bafang appeared at the Sihai Money House with a stack of thick silver notes and took out five thousand taels of silver.

Then he found the best craftsmen in Liangzhou City to repair the Taoist temple and reshape the golden statue of Zhenjun Yunyao.

It is said that money can make the devil push the mill.

A large sum of silver was smashed, and the originally dilapidated Yunlong Temple was renovated.

In the Zhenwu Hall, on the marble-built pedestal is a Jurchen lord wearing a pure moon-white Taoist robe, a whisk in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. He has a beautiful and refined appearance, an ethereal and sacred temperament.

Master Yunlongguan, True Lord Yunyao.

This golden statue was specially created by Chen Bafang according to the appearance of Zhenjun Yunyao in the portrait, and was specially designed for skilled craftsmen.

The materials used are the best and most expensive.

One to one restore.

In the Zhenwu Hall, Chen Bafang stood in front of the statue of Zhenjun Yunyao and began to visualize.

Use the ancient god visualization idea.

A hazy figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Green smoke rose, and the air was filled with faint fragrance.

Chen Bafang calmed down, and the figure of True Lord Yun Yao became clearer in his mind.

A round and delicate face as pebbles, a slender eyebrows as long as swords, a tall and straight nose, plump lips, a crystal clear skin as jade and porcelain, and a silky milky way.

The stars are shining in a pair of clear and bright eyes, as if the Milky Way is flowing, which is breathtaking.

A moon-white Taoist robe was pressed against her body, outlining the perfect figure curve of a young woman.

As the wind swells and clouds unfold, Taoist robe dances.

Chen Bafang, who was visualizing True Lord Yunyao in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, widened his eyes, and then saw a pair of plump and slender black silk thighs under the Taoist robe.

Black silk!?

Chen Bafang woke up instantly and withdrew from his visual state.

I was surprised to find that the fragrance of Shen Zhen on my hand had been burned, and it was already late outside.

Take a look at the time.

He had been visualizing for sixteen hours, from daytime to midnight.

"How could I visualize the black silk under the Taoist robe of True Lord Yun Yao? It's outrageous."

Although black silk yyds, will this really not offend the True Lord Yunyao?

Strangely, he stood in the Zhenwu Hall for sixteen hours, but he didn't feel tired at all, but was energetic.

Is this the benefit of visualization?

It should be more than that.

Chen Bafang stimulated his true qi and was surprised to find that the true qi in his body had doubled.

One night of visualization is equivalent to half a year of hard practice.

The effect of the ancient god visualization was unexpectedly good.

"For the first time I visualize, I can only see it roughly. If you visualize it a few more times, maybe True Lord Yunyao can really move it by himself."

Chen Bafang's mouth raised, and he traveled to the world in the pot for almost three years, and finally touched the extraordinary power of this world.

At this time, he was full of energy and couldn't sleep at all. His figure disappeared out of thin air in the Zhenwu Hall and returned to reality.

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To be continued...