After I worshipped Bodhi, I was invincible

Chapter 95 The Art of Making Animals
There is no distinction between good and evil in this evil technique of controlling ghosts. However, people's hearts are sinister, and this kind of evil way is inevitable like a knife in hand.

There are very few people who stick to their hearts, and the magic of controlling ghosts does a lot of harm.

Thousands of years ago, the technique of controlling ghosts was prevalent, and what should have been hidden was revealed openly. The human world was full of riots, causing heavy casualties, and many people imitated this kind of magic to kill people and keep their souls.

It is inevitable to shoot the first bird and kill the chicken to frighten the monkey. After this time, the heavens sent the gods of stars to strangle and wipe them out.

Since then, the art of controlling ghosts has disappeared and retreated into the world.

Looking at the "Book of Controlling Deceit" in his hand, Ao Qing's thoughts turned, and he suddenly felt that although this kind of technique is crooked, it cannot be denied that there is a lot of room for development.

Just the souls of ordinary people can control them to kill and kill monsters. If they control the souls of ascetics, their strength will be multiplied several times.

"It's just a bit wicked, tortured to death, resentful..."

If you want to practice the evil way, you must stick to your heart, otherwise you will inevitably step into the abyss without knowing it.

Ao Qing, who was thinking about where to go after taking back the "Manual of Controlling Deceit", suddenly felt the reaction of the jade leaves in the mustard seeds.

Ao Qing took out the jade leaf, and a new line of writing appeared on the warm and thorough leaf:

"Third-order trial, rescue King Jing Chen Huan."

Seeing this handwriting, Ao Qing's complexion changed slightly. She felt that Taixu's assessment was really interlocking. If the wolf demon was killed in the first step, I am afraid that the results of this trial will be unsightly.

"Prince Jing..."

Recalling his previous experience in Prince Jing's Mansion, when looking for clues, he found a locked side room in the inner courtyard of Prince Jing's Mansion, and there were some weird talisman papers pasted outside the lock.

If I remember correctly, there are many articles in this side room.

With a direction in her heart, Ao Qing's figure turned into a stream of light and entered the mansion directly.

The barrier outside Prince Jing's mansion has not been removed, but with the blessing of the Great Dao Breath-Breaking Talisman, passing through the barrier is like entering a land of no one.

It was cold and windy, and the palace was desolate and silent.

The air was filled with a faint rancid smell, and the feet stepped on the ground covered with dead branches and leaves, making a slight "rustling" sound.

Looking from a distance, most of the houses in the Wangfu were damaged, as if they had experienced fighting.

The broken windows were dark, the wall skin was cracked, an incomplete skeleton hung high on the tree trunk, and the ground paved with bluestone slabs still had dry blood scabs.

There is no evil spirit around, but Ao Qing is sure that all this has something to do with Jiuying.

In Jing Baimei's memory, the scarlet vertical pupils that guided him along the way were Jiuying's eyes, and the Taiqing disciples were originally part of the deal.

Jiuying taught Jing Baimei the righteous way of longevity.

And Jing Baimei will take the risk to invite Taiqing disciples to come here, so that Jiuying can have a full meal.

"When the Jiuying was sealed, the aura of human cultivation appeared more than ten times. Presumably, at least a dozen of the Taiqing disciples died."

From Xihai Haiyuan's seal to Jing Baimei's dream, he can even turn nothing into something and devour monks in the palace.

The horror of the prehistoric beast made Ao Qing speechless.

Going all the way according to memory, Ao Qing imagined a fairy sword in his hand. Although Jiuying has been sealed, but everything should not be careless. Along the way, Ao Qing destroyed several places where the spells were laid .

Here is Jing Baimei's supplementary formation enchantment. Many runes are recorded in "Southern Wilderness Yuxielu", but there are some strange runes that Ao Qing still can't understand.

Even if you look at it a few more times, you will feel an inexplicable discomfort and strangeness in your heart.

It was as if he was not looking at the rune, but the rune was looking at himself.

Prince Mo Ang said in Xihai that the way of cultivating spells in the prehistoric period was very different from today's. From the perspective of one's own practice, one would naturally find it strange.

Although it is said that the three thousand avenues are eventually unified, if you have not practiced to the realm of unity, you will not be able to penetrate the magic method.

"It seems that these weird runes have to be done by Master himself."

Ao Qing calmed down and continued to walk forward.

After a while, a wooden door covered with weird yellow talismans appeared in front of my eyes. The talisman paper on the wooden door seemed to sense someone approaching, and they squirmed one after another, crawling around on the wooden door like insects.

The talisman paper of this door is recorded in the fragments of "Southern Wilderness Yuxialu", and it is the talisman paper that seals the breath.

If this talisman is destroyed rashly, the person sealed by the talisman paper will also die.

Ao Qing silently chanted a strange incantation, squeezed out the spell with her fingers, and drew a zigzag pattern on the talisman paper on the wooden door.

"break!"

Ao Qing drank in a low voice.

As soon as the words fell, the yellow talisman that was still squirming on the wooden door just now became quiet. The next moment, the talisman paper shattered and dissipated into gray powder all over the place.

The talisman was broken, Ao Qing held the fairy sword and slowly pushed the door open.

There was a harsh "creak" sound from the wooden door.

A rusty chain fell down with a bang, which was a bit jarring in the silence of Prince Jing's mansion.

The door was pushed open, and the ancient trees in the courtyard were sky-high, with intertwined roots, and under the blowing of the cold wind, pieces of yellowed leaves rustled down.

And under the old tree with crooked neck, there is a skinny yellow dog curled up at the moment.

There was a chipped bowl in front of the yellow dog, and there were only a few withered yellow leaves in the broken bowl.

Hearing the sound, the yellow dog swayed, dragged the heavy chain and raised its head, looking at Ao Qing's position with a pair of dull eyes.

The yellow dog opened its mouth, and the chain around its neck jingled as it was dragged.

The moment she saw the yellow dog under the tree, Ao Qing's complexion changed slightly.

"This Jing Baimei is really a pervert, it turns out to be the art of creating animals..." With the magic art, a stream of light fell into the yellow dog's body.

But in an instant, the skinny yellow dog twisted and changed, and the dog barked endlessly.

The sound of the yellow dog gradually turned into a human body, and when I looked again, there was no scrawny yellow dog on the ground, but there was a living person lying there.

And this person is Jing Wang Chen Huan.

In ancient times, there was an evil technique of making animals, which could turn people into pigs and sheep.

What's more, in the famine year, the living people will be turned into livestock to sell, which is commonly known as "daxuba".

In Ao Qing's memory, there is a record of this kind of magic in Liaozhai.

Children were turned into pigs and sheep to be sold. The buyers didn't know that they were human flesh. They were slaughtered and put into a pot. When the water boiled, all the skin and bones floated on it.

Looking at the dying King Jing on the ground, Ao Qing couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Carrying King Jing out of the mansion, Ao Qing held the jade plaque presented by the disciples of the Taiqing Protectorate. The monks outside the mansion understood the meaning of the jade plaque after seeing the jade plaque, and stepped forward to greet him.

"Prince Jing is weak, please call the doctor here, and I won't interfere too much in the future."

Ao Qing handed the unconscious King Jing to Taiqing disciples, and followed the clues provided by Taiqing disciples to find He Mei and He Xue in the cottage.

Without saying much, Ao Qing chatted with the two, took out some gold and silver and stuffed them into He Mei He Xue's hands.

"Take the money to buy some medicinal materials and spend time with your parents."

Looking at the gold and silver in his hands, he looked at Ao Qing again.

He Mei and He Xue's body trembled, and she knelt down on the ground with a plop. This is life-saving money. With this money, why worry about selling herself as a slave for a few copper coins in the future?

"You don't need to thank me, it's just a little effort." Ao Qing smiled.

After dealing with the mundane cause and effect, Ao Qing patted his sleeve robe, turned and left Prince Jing's mansion.

(End of this chapter)