Folk customs begin with Wu Caishen

[Soul Gathering Jar]: Unique quality, created by Mozi 5000 times. The sophisticated instrument is integrated with the mind of the underworld, and can forcibly seal and hatch dead souls.

[Soul-fixing Talisman]: Unique quality, derived from Mozi's 5000 creations. Precision instruments are integrated with taboo mental methods. It can fix the soul in an object, and it can be used in both life and death states.

[Dark Candle]: A rare quality, a lighting wick from the underworld ferryman. The ferryman repeats the boring work of ferrying to and from the Naihe River. Occasionally, he needs to relieve his fatigue. Burning this underworld candle can revive the dead souls on the boat, and possess it for a short time. Awareness before death, enhance affinity and chat with him.

Black and White Wuchang quickly eliminated four of the five, leaving only the lecherous and bitchy third. He watched his sympathizing brothers being killed one by one, tasted the taste of being a lamb to be slaughtered, and felt death coming step by step. He was so helpless that he was so frightened that his body was shaking like chaff, his lower body was incontinent and he was screaming like crazy.

"Uuuuuuu..."

Shi Xin sneered, laughing that he was still so energetic even after his tongue was cut out.

There are already four dead souls in the [Soul Gathering Jar], and the cores have been decomposed and left in the body, maintaining human vital signs.

She used [Underworld Candle] to summon the leading Taoist priest: "Tell me the cultivation methods of Maoshan Taoist priests."

The dead soul replied: "As a practitioner of the Chaos Mind Technique, your name is also part of the Mind Technique. If you assist the Maoshan Cultivation Book to unlock the power of your bloodline, and then borrow the Netherworld Mind Technique given by the Faceless Banner, you can become a Nether Messenger. It is better to attract evil spirits into the body, and at the same time cultivate the power of chaos and netherworld, so as to achieve the effect of doubling the Taoism."

Nether Messenger…

Shi Xin glanced at the white-haired girl next to him, and then at the black and white impermanence that emerged from the human book.

"In other words, the Maoshan Taoist priest is both a player and a Yin spirit, equivalent to the Yin God? And all of this is the power of the Faceless Banner?"

Liu Jianshan was so active in asking her to learn Maoshan Technique. It is not difficult to guess that killing Maoshan Taoist priests can increase the spiritual power of the Netherworld. Now that it is known that the source of the mental magic of Maoshan Taoist priests comes from the Faceless Banner, it is not difficult to reasonably deduce the reason why the Netherworld Mental Technique is so popular. The increase every time is a few tenths, because most of the heads are locked on Wumianban's body.

Now Maoshan and Death each have a flag, and she has a faceless tomb. Their three organizations are really mortal enemies.

Shi Xin took out his mobile phone from the four of them and logged into the game, only to find that there was not a single valuable treasure in it.

"why?"

The dead soul replied: "Every treasure has been transformed into Taoism and absorbed."

"Where's the corresponding formation?"

The dead soul replied: "Maoshan Formation comes from Maoshan Taoism and is not taught to anyone other than Maoshan disciples."

"So...how do you usually convert the absorbed dead souls into Taoism? What are the conditions required?"

The dead soul replied: "Just rely on the faceless banner to understand the power of the Netherworld's mind."

It turns out that one needs to comprehend the power of the netherworld.

It's a pity that Shi Xin can't feel the same as in the wasteland now on earth, and he can't understand the power of the mind, which means that he can't deal with these four people right now.

She suddenly thought of something and used the law to imprison the four people in boundless purgatory.

She didn't know before that how powerful the Taoist practices of Qi training, foundation building, and golden elixir were, but now that she has doubled them, she can guess that the six Taoist priests of Maoshan have more than enough Qi training but not enough foundation building. They all have Taoist practices that are about 150 years old. She, the Supreme Yin Shen with nearly 300 years of Taoism, will not waste her energy on this.

She turned on her mobile phone and entered the ruined temple of Bone Digging Town, and connected to the boundless purgatory through the second oracle. [The 888 acting supervisors are about to begin listening to the oracle. 】

[A new guest has arrived in purgatory. He has not yet been assigned a cage. He is staying in the center of the ring and crying bitterly. He is holding the four fellow disciples who have fallen on the ground and lost their minds and begging for mercy. As the supervisor, you have the right to interrogate him. Do you want to receive him? Summon him, or imprison him directly? 】

[If you choose to interrogate, the conversation will be recorded. Those with higher positions have the right to view the interrogation conversations of subordinates. 】

[Supervisor: Give you a chance to live. If you eat the core of your senior brother, you will be able to quickly increase your spiritual skills. If you can beat me in the next trial on the road to becoming a god, you can get out of here. . 】

[You hear the criminals yelling at you, and all the Yin gods who have been imprisoned here for thousands of years are in a commotion. The gazes they cast on the new guests become more and more intense, with a vague expectation. They really want to see you whipping them. ? See the brutal and bloody punishment? It's a pity that this criminal was so inexperienced that he thought these evil spirits were trying to eat him, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word. 】

[Supervisor: Think carefully, be careful not to miss your chance to become a god. 】

[The 888 acting governors listened to the oracle for the second time, and the record is as follows:]

[Is this power? This is what judgment is like. 】

[End of listening. 】

When the trip came down, Xin was not able to get the results right away, but she was very patient and built a blueprint for raising Gu in her mind.

She recycles the jar containing the dead soul.

Now, only the three mean-mouthed Taoist priests are left in front of him.

Shi Xin used the power of compassion to restore his tongue.

This bitch started screaming as soon as he woke up. He had lost all resistance and only had one mouth left.

"Ah, ah, don't come here. I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I am a direct disciple, and my master will not let you go. Ah, please, please let me go. I will never let go of the past. I will let you go." My Master repays you well, I will never mention today, I ask you, ah, oh oh, please ... "

Shi Xin looked at him expressionlessly, pulled out the butcher's knife and broke off both of his arms, and then two legs. The blood spurted out like spring water and fell to the ground, and some of it was scattered on her clothes and belt. When the blood turned red, it turned into a black patch, which looked like a scab on a wound.

The third child fainted while talking nonsense.

Shi Xin still stared at the gossamer-like figure with a cold face, his eyes carefully scanning every part of his body.

The krait looked frightened and thought she was possessed. The cold snake skin rubbed her neck to try to bring her back to her senses: "What's wrong with you? Do you hate him too much?"

Shi Xin shook her head. She stared intently at Ren Zhi's right hand that raised the knife. She held it so hard that the veins were exposed, but the hand was still shaking like she had Parkinson's disease.

"Look at this man. Twenty-ten minutes ago he was the Maoshan representative who was envied by thousands of people at the World Games. To be able to learn the Maoshan method since he was young, he must have an extraordinary background and a well-off family. His life is so happy, but now he is The reason why I died like this is ultimately because I underestimated me, was blinded by my temporary identity, and concluded that I had a strong backer so nothing would happen."

The krait changed from worry to disgust for the dead: "Arrogant people will not live long. I have never seen such fools in the wasteland."

Shi Xin nodded solemnly: "Yes, arrogant people will not live long."

She slashed again, hitting Lao San's trapezius muscle, leaving the butcher's knife on it.