Chapter 106 News (400 extra updates, please vote for me!)
"Your tiger-transforming technique is quite interesting."
Zhong Shenxiu didn't bother to care whether he had a grudge against someone or was hired to kill someone. He only asked about the things he cared about.
"Young man, this method of driving away tigers was passed down from our ancestors and can be dedicated to the adults."
Hu San kowtowed repeatedly and offered the white tiger skin.
On the inside of the white tiger skin, there is a dense layer of small characters embroidered with needle and thread, starting with 'How to drive away tigers'!
This spell comes from the 'Wan Dharma Sect' and is one of the 872 outer sects. It requires the practitioner to open an altar first, maintain fasting, obtain some kind of blessing from heaven and earth, and be able to get close to tigers.
Then go deep into the tiger's den, steal the tiger cubs, raise them from childhood, and then you can drive Ruyi, control the tiger and hurt people.
If you practice to an advanced level, you can skin and cramp a raised tiger to refine it into a tiger skin. After you put it on, you can transform into a tiger.
Theoretically speaking, the more ferocious the refined tiger is, the more tyrannical the transformed tiger will be.
Using the human body to control the power of a tiger, even if it is just an acquired mortal like Hu San, he may not be unable to compete with an innate master.
Of course, most ordinary tigers are killed by congenital attacks.
But if you can find some exotic species, or even tiger spirits, and refine them into tiger skins, you might be able to use them to cultivate side magic powers after wearing them.
It's just that this level of complexity is far inferior to even the magic power of the White Bones.
Zhong Shenxiu just glanced at it and understood the pros and cons of this tiger-repelling spell. He threw the tiger skin back to Hu San: "This tiger skin was passed down by your ancestors. I am too lazy to accept it. You and others I am too lazy to care about your grievances. I only want to ask you two things today. The first is whether there is a gathering place for monks nearby, and the second is where are there a large group of tigers or tiger spirits and snake spirits?"
The latter is naturally to find the possible location of the evil dragon and tiger.
Hu San was stunned for a moment, hugging the tiger skin, and suddenly realized that these two questions were the key to his survival or death today. He quickly searched his intestines and answered after a while: "I once heard another monk say that , there is a market in Mangdang Mountain, but the little one has little strength and cannot enter... As for the tiger spirit and snake monster, my family has always avoided these monsters and dare not provoke them. However, there is a nest of fierce tigers on Black Rock Mountain. "
Zhong Shenxiu nodded: "That's right... Your family is practicing tiger-killing. If you encounter a tiger demon, you may be wiped out... It doesn't matter, you go ahead."
This man may or may not be killed, but he is just trying to shoo away flies.
"grown ups."
Hu San stood up for two steps, then suddenly turned back, kowtowed on the ground repeatedly, his forehead was full of blood: "I am willing to join the disciples of adults and work as a cow or a horse..."
"Haha, you are just coveting my teachings and have evil intentions..."
Zhong Shenxiu laughed: "If you don't leave, I will be beaten to death."
Being frightened by him, Hu San rolled and crawled, and suddenly disappeared.
Seeing this, Zhong Shenxiu looked thoughtful.
After seeing those young men secretly committing suicide over the illusory competition for quota, and seeing this man begging hard, he suddenly felt that he had a clearer grasp of the complex relationship between human nature and cultivation.
After the monks break through, they will travel down the mountain, which does make some sense.
After pondering, his expression turned calm: "Wan Dharma Gate?"
This is also a sect that cultivates immortality. The sect is located in Luozhou. It was once prominent and claimed to have a collection of all kinds of magic.
However, it declined later, and the sect's law spread outside the law, and it has long lost its previous momentum.
In Luozhou, its status is far inferior to that of Yunjianmen. After all, there is a Yuandan major cultivator in charge.
As for Wanfamen, there have been several disasters, and it is said that all the classics and treasures have been lost. Now there are only two or three big cats and kittens left, not even those who have cultivated magical powers. The inheritance may have been cut off long ago.
"But he deserves it. If the eight hundred techniques of the outer sect are all like the method of driving away tigers, then the thousands of them are not as good as a book of Ten Thousand Beasts Art... Even in the heyday of Wanfa Sect, it is far inferior to Tai Tai Shanglonghu Sect, comparing these two is unfair to Wanfa Sect."
Zhong Shenxiu thought for a moment and waved his sleeves.
A breeze emerged and circled around him, causing him to lift off his feet and fly into the air.
Now that he had received the news, he was ready to take a trip to Mangdang Mountain.
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Mangdang Mountain.
This mountain stretches up and down for only a hundred miles, but with the gathering of spiritual energy, it is often easier for animals to open their spiritual wisdom and cultivate into spirits.
Therefore, although the scenery is excellent, few people come here. The area is notoriously dangerous, and even herb collectors and woodcutter are unwilling to enter.
Zhong Shenxiu looked down from a high altitude and saw something strange in a place. It was shrouded in white mist, and some buildings were vaguely visible, and they floated down.
Entering the white mist, he immediately felt a force of resistance, a Taoist spell that confused the soul, and it was a formation.
However, this formation excludes ordinary people at most, and it does not reject monks with magical powers.
Zhong Shenxiu Longhu's mana wavered slightly, and he pushed away the fog and saw a market.
This market is similar to the ordinary world, with monks setting up stalls, but there are very few people, and most of them are hidden.
Zhong Shenxiu followed the local customs, wiped it on his face, and his face suddenly changed.
He had plenty of money, and walking in the market of casual cultivators at this time, he actually felt quite proud of the spring breeze.
'I wronged Zhang Taiyi. The pile of Huangdi Talisman money he left behind actually has good purchasing power...'
Zhong Shenxiu came to a stall. What was sold here were materials that could be used to refine magic weapons, including a few pieces of hundred-refined iron essence, which added up to only three Huangdi coins.
Huangdi's Talisman Money is actually a series of talismans, and when struck out, it becomes a spell.
Because of its general use, the standard form of sealing is the 'returning technique', which is equivalent to a pure vitality of heaven and earth. If a monk consumes Huangdi's money, he can recover part of his magic power, whether it is used for fighting, refining weapons, or even operating formations. It has extremely good effects and is very popular in the market.
"Do you have anything you want, fellow Taoist? In addition to the materials, I also have half a Taoist book..."
The stall owner was wearing a bamboo hat. When Zhong Shenxiu paused, his voice became eager.
"Is there any evil spirit to change?"
Zhong Shenxiu really didn't like these things, so he asked casually.
"This... really doesn't exist." The stall owner replied with a wry smile: "If this fellow Taoist wants to exchange for Gangsha, he might as well go to the tea house in the center of the market... there is a small exchange meeting there, and occasionally high-level monks come and go."
"Thank you."
Zhong Shenxiu held his hand and wandered to the center of the market.
As expected, there is only one teahouse here, named 'Ban Yuetang', where some monks are sitting here and there, talking about the recent strange news in the cultivation world.
Zhong Shenxiu went over and found that the most popular thing was what happened in the Fufeng Protectorate.
"...It is said that the great master Longhu showed his great power and beat the governor Yan Beiling half to death. Hao Yunzi, who did not know his own strength, was even killed... After this battle, the entire Fufeng Governor's Mansion was wiped out. Almost all the magical monks are dead, it’s too tragic to look at..."
An old man smoking a dry cigarette without any cover sighed.
"I heard... even the Yunjian Sect suffered a big loss. The master of the Yuandan Realm announced that he would offer a reward for the whereabouts of the Master Longhu..."
"If Master Longhu hadn't rebelled against his family, he wouldn't have dared to do so even if he had even ten courages... Sigh..."