The fruit of killing life

Chapter 59 The Fierce White Tiger!

The quiet room is dark.

The atmosphere is eerie.

A loess altar has already been built in advance, and only four white candles are lit at the four corners to illuminate a picture of "White Tiger Sitting in the Hall" hanging on the west wall.

The yellow veils above the head with blood written on them fluttered and swayed without wind, as if there were countless invisible things hiding in it and kept watching.

Wang Yuan ignored these strange appearances, and calculated the time to arrive at Yinshi.

Use scissors to cut off a bunch of tiger hair from the "king" on the forehead of the sleepy white tiger from the beginning to the end.

Then take a piece of yellow paper covering the face of the person who died at noon, and cut it into a paper tiger the size of a palm.

Using the batter mixed with the white tiger's blood and his own human blood, he glued black and white tiger hairs onto the paper tiger's back one by one, still showing the appearance of stripes.

Sacrifice this paper tiger on the altar.

Wang Yuan bowed deeply to the "Picture of the White Tiger Sitting in the Hall", stepped on the word "Yinwu", pinched the god tiger seal with both hands, took a breath of the East, and recited the Tiger Mantra seven times:

"Reborn, change misfortune into auspiciousness, follow me to deal with it, stay beside me, let it be powerful, harvest it and hide it, hurry like a law!"

Every time you read it, burn one piece of 【Huahu Talisman】.

finished reading.

Use the peach wood grown on the south side of the mountain to drill the wood to make fire, that is, fire in the wood, and incinerate the paper tiger and dissolve it into a bowl of rootless water.

He pulled out a dagger that had seen blood and killed people, and used the fastest speed to completely peel off the tiger skin from Bai Shanjun's remnant body.

He took off the clothes on his body, wrapped the tiger skin that was still stained with blood around his body, and drank the bowl of black talisman water in one gulp.

Immediately, the inside and outside are excited.

The tiger skin seemed to come back to life, swallowing Wang Yuan into his abdominal cavity.

Wang Yuan took advantage of the situation and rolled on the ground.

Aww-! ! !
Hearing the earth-shattering roar of a tiger, the whole quiet room was rustling.

When he stood up again, he had turned into a huge white-haired tiger.

The head and tail are nearly one foot long, the fur is yellow and white, covered with black stripes, and a majestic king character is inlaid on the big tiger head.

But at this time, Wang Yuan, who had successfully transformed into a tiger, stood there without moving.

Because the biggest difficulty in practicing [Tiger Transformation Thaumaturgy] has just arrived.

Among his pair of tiger eyes, one was blue and the other was golden, staring at each other as if they were controlled by two consciousnesses respectively.

But Bai Shanjun, who hadn't completely died, was finally able to jump out at this last moment to seek revenge on Wang Yuan, a human being who had the hatred of killing, eating meat, and skinning.

Starting from his feet, a piercing coolness, like the water of the ghost, gradually spread upwards, reaching the elbows, shoulders, and finally invaded the head.

During the whole process, Wang Yuan seemed to be rushed by a ghost, unable to move.

Immediately.

A gloomy gust of wind rose in Wang Yuan's skull, and a thick fog rose up in front of his eyes, and a bloody tiger rushed towards him frantically.

"Hey! Eat! Eat! Eat!"

As long as Bai Shanjun can eat Wang Yuan's soul, it is equivalent to finding a scapegoat, and he can be reborn again.

It's just that the tiger spirit at this time is only left with a remnant soul filled with hostility and animal nature, and has completely lost its mind except hatred.

Even if he regains control of this body, the most likely thing is to immediately fall into a demon and turn into a man-eating bloodthirsty [weird].

In the orthodox method of practicing [Tiger Transformation Thaumaturgy], at this time, it is necessary to use the power of the white tiger in the west to suppress the hostility and animal nature in the tiger's skin.

However, Wang Yuan had already used the internal organs that were supposed to be sacrificed to the white tiger to fill his own internal organs temple, and turned them into the merits for promotion to [Dao Bing]. At this time, he was the only one he could rely on.

"bluff."

Wang Yuan is not afraid of Ling Ran.

Wanting to eliminate the remnant soul of the white tiger in the tiger skin is similar to breaking through the inhuman.

Just suppress it violently!

Wang Yuan's body does not move, his imposing manner is like a mountain, his body is like a roar of a tiger, like thunder, and the extremely powerful three fires of essence, qi, and spirit combine to explode out loudly.

A tiger with a purer nature than the remnant soul of the white tiger leaped forward in the gust of wind, smashing the tiger shadow transformed into pieces by the remnant soul of the white tiger into pieces of white mist.

Wang Yuan opened his mouth and inhaled it, then sucked it into his mouth, combined with the bowl of talisman water, formed a hot stream that went straight into the dantian, and became entrenched with [Beast Gathering Thaumaturgy].

immediately.

The strange color in a pair of copper bell tiger eyes suddenly disappeared, and all of them were purified into a golden blue color, with a brilliant divine light, terrifying and daring.

This is not over yet.

The power of fate [White Tiger Possession] and the physical body [White Tiger Art of War] are combined into one place, and the tiger skin is reversely infected and transformed for the second time.

As the body size continued to shrink and expand, the original yellow, white and black tiger fur gradually changed. The white fur shone like silver in the moonlight, and the markings were pitch black like ghosts.

It seems that a white tiger is really coming to the world!
After moving his limbs and taking two steps, Wang Yuan found that he was very adaptable to the tiger's body, as if his arms and fingers were not stagnant, and he didn't need the adaptation stage mentioned in the Taoist scriptures.

"This should be the bonus brought about by practicing the [White Tiger Art of War] for ten years.

The root of this method of military strategy is to imitate the white tiger, and even in the third state [psychic transformation], it can be transformed into a tiger in part or as a whole.

Every move and every move of the white tiger's art of war contains the tiger's shape, and he has already mastered the tiger's walking, sitting, lying and lying without knowing it.

What's more, I successfully transformed into an inhuman with the flesh and blood of the White Tiger, and the aura of this tiger skin fits very well. "

Wang Yuan can only sigh again, in this world, the same vein feeds each other, and it really is the way to practice.

I used twelve days to eat the white tiger, put on its skin, and took everything it owned by the way.

And this kind of thing is probably happening in every corner of this mysterious world.

Immediately, he stamped his foot.

"come out!"

Suddenly there was a strong wind in the quiet room.

Riding on the dark wind, five little green-skinned ghosts appeared glidingly.

They are short in stature and covered in green skin, but they all have a big belly.

One face has only one eye, one has only one ear, one has only one nose, one has only one mouth, and one has only one eyebrow.

It was "Mr. Yimuwu" who was once deceived by Wang Yuan.

They seemed completely unaware that under the skin of this changed tiger, there had already been a different person.

When seeing the majestic white tiger, he immediately bowed his head and bowed:
"The minister waits to meet the tiger!"

Immediately, the five ghosts used their incomplete facial features to piece together a flattering expression, and said in the same broken voice:

"Long time no see, I miss you so much."

"I can't sleep at night when I think of not being able to share the worries of the tiger."

"Recently, the minister hasn't served me, so the tiger must be hungry, right?

Please also order that we, the Minister of Shangshan, will find a good feast for the tiger. "

"The military households who practice [White Tiger Art of War] under the mountain should be rations for tigers."

"."

Wang Yuan was not surprised by the performance of these five ghosts.

As early as when they turned into ghosts, they completely lost their humanity. They were devoted to the tiger that ate them, and tried their best to find someone to eat for their master.

This is because under the control of the spell [Devotion to the Soul], their minds have been completely distorted.

Even if they show their original human form now, or replace the tiger with a dog, their loyalty will not change in the slightest.

But looking for someone to eat?
You think I didn't die fast enough!
Open the "Little Book of Life and Death" and take a look.

Just like the two [strange things] in his hands, after they belonged to him, the names of these five little ghosts were also included in the "Little Book of Life and Death".

Name: Mr. Ichimokugo.

Biography: Five brothers of the same mother and compatriots on Xiaoshan Mountain were originally hunters in the mountains, but they were eaten by tiger spirits and white tigers one after another and turned into ghosts.

Because they belong to metal, wood, water, fire, and earth by coincidence, they are awakened by chance [Innate Supernatural Powers: Five Ghosts Move Mountains].

It can open yin paths, pass through walls and doors, can carry all the five elements, and can take out other people's hearts out of thin air.

[Innate Supernatural Powers] is the most suitable for nature, just like being born with a tiger to practice tiger skills, just like tailor-made, with the most relaxed commandments and taboos.

[Taboo (the only one): One prospers all, one loses all. One of the five ghosts is indispensable. If a member is missing, the supernatural power will be broken, or it will be backlashed. 】

Wang Yuan took a special look at Yimei, one of the five ghosts. This is probably the whole value of this ghost.

Seeing this annals, Wang Yuan pondered for a moment before ordering:

"Mr. Yimuwu, from now on your main duty is to arrange for me to travel, and I will make you Bi Ma."

Just about to say that famous name, he stopped immediately:

"You can't afford this title, and I can't afford to be Bi Mawen's lord.

Since the title of Minister of Shangshan comes from the Shangshan Supervisor in the Twelve Prisons of the Imperial Palace, I will take the Imperial Horse Supervisor in the Twelve Prisons and give you the official position of the Royal Horse Minister. "

"I will obey your orders!"

Although they didn't know why, the five ghosts never knew what disobedience was, and they immediately bowed down joyfully.

Wang Yuan estimated the time, and it should be dawn outside by now.

Then he said to the Minister of the Royal Horse who had just taken office:
"Let's go! Show me your skills, the farther you go, the better."

woo woo woo.
Immediately, the sinister wind howled under Wang Yuan's feet, and he didn't need to ride in the very shameful sedan chair. The five ghosts ran quickly with their hands on their shoulders and opened the dark road.

Wang Yuan stretched his limbs and jumped out of the "Land of the Dead" directly through the shadowy road.

however.

next moment.

call out!
The four feet had just landed on the ground, and a shrill piercing sound came to his ears, causing the hair on his back to explode.

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