"Punish!" Yuan Qing stretched out his hand slightly, and a golden light flew out, hitting a bat, turning into a yang fire and burning continuously.

A shrill scream came from the bat's mouth, and its body continued to emit wisps of turbid mist, filth, evil intention, bloody, and corrosive will gather, and the bat's body gradually deformed. Granulation continued to crawl out of its skin, and soon became entangled into strange tentacles, which looked quite disgusting.

"How many of them are there? They have so many demons and monsters on hand?" Huang Sheng stood by and looked at him, frowned.

Yuan Qing flipped his palm slightly, and the three fire light bell flew out and landed on the bat that had turned into a meat ball. He shook lightly, and the flowing flames flew, burning the meat balls into a illusion, and laughed: "Who told this bat to be an evil thing? If I read it correctly, this thing should be formed by someone's soul and soul being mixed with some messy things after practicing evil magic."

"Is this thing the soul of a cultivator?" Huang Sheng, under Yuan Qingwei's guidance, looked at a human-shaped light spot inside the bat meat ball, and was a little surprised.

"Otherwise, what do you think? This place itself was specially selected by Uncle Liu, and has arranged a lot of formal Feng Shui. Unless someone commits suicide here, or becomes a widely circulated core location of strange stories, or any other special situations occur, it is unlikely that evil things will be breeding here."

Yuan Qingwei's explanation made Huang Sheng quite interested. He said curiously: "Since this thing is the soul of a cultivator, how can this thing interfere with reality? I remember you told me that the soul of a monk is too fragile. Even if he uses special methods and magical tools to force himself out of his body, it is difficult to affect the material world because of the invasion of the outside world at all times."

"So I said that this guy's soul was a bit messy, and I don't know what it is. But do you know the folk saying about the Hundred Day Pass? It is said that babies are very prone to death after a hundred days of birth. A large part of them is because of these evil practitioners. They take babies and absorb their vitality to increase their lifespan. At the same time, they use strange stories to bless themselves, which makes them have many special abilities. Now, it is impossible to trace whether there was evil magic or strange stories in the past."

Yuan Qingwei's answer made Huang Sheng quite interested, but his direction was a little wrong: "You can also use the help of strange talks to practice!"

"Don't you give up?" The change in mentality caused Yuan Qingwei to have subtle changes in his behavior. He would no longer interfere with Huang Shengxiu's problem of not practicing cultivation. Instead, he told him everything in a blatant way and made him choose for himself: "I will first agree to you that those who practice this kind of evil magic will basically be swallowed up by monsters and become part of the monsters. I don't want to find you in the future when cleaning up the monsters."

After saying that, Yuan Qing bounced his fingers slightly, and a stream of light hit the Three Fire Light Bell. Baohua splashed, and seal scripts of all sizes appeared, refining the bat meat balls into ashes. With a wave of Taiyi whisk, the breeze fell, and a piece of animal skin was rolled up and put away. After communicating with Huang Sheng for a few words, he turned around and left.

Although Taiyi Temple did not clearly express the intention of prosecution for the loss of the position of Yungaishan Mountain God and Yunjiang Water Lord, Taiyi Temple ultimately lost the position of the imperial court and the corresponding official recognition. This led to the continuous shrinking of the forces in Taiyi Temple, and many forces came to exchange interests during this period.

Therefore, in general, Taiyiguan’s current financial situation is the best time after resisting the invasion sixty years ago.

In response to this, after Yuan Qingwei purchased a large amount of materials, he asked Liu Ming to pull Guan Cheng and start a closed-term education, while he went out and chopped off some of the claws that he had no idea what he had to do.

Now, after more than ten days of suppression, Yuan Qingwei finally defeated those who tried to take advantage. With his free time, he also began to carefully observe the changes in Qingwei Palace.

Returning to the quiet room of Taiyi Temple, Yuan Qingwei sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, and entering the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, the Qingwei Palace that emits a slight clear light. In the Qingwei Palace, the Jiuxiao Jinshou, which absorbs the energy of the imperial court in the world, finally gradually stabilized after such a long period of transformation.

The extra piece of white silk has red patterns intertwined, forming a mysterious seal script that exudes a breath of sacredness, order and restraint.

Yuan Qingwei called him into his hands, and the wisps of breath connected with Qingwei's incarnation through his body. Then, after turning around Qingwei's body, it was fed back into the Jiuxiao Golden Ribbon. Yuan Qingwei's heart was vaguely more, and his magic power was much purer than in the past.

The changes in breath and the purity of magic power immediately caused the sensing of the faint green lamp above the Qingwei Palace, drooping rays of light and condensed into new cushions.

At the same time, some futons that were located at the first and second levels in the past also experienced subtle changes, with red spots on the surface increasing in number.

"This is..." Seeing the changes in these cushions, Yuan Qing was stunned for a moment, then carefully sensed it, but there was no gain at all. After thinking about it, he just tried to take a step forward.

The resistance that emerged in the dark decreased unexpectedly this time.

The unexpected change made Yuan Qingwei even more curious. He thought for a while and came to a futon that he had appeared as soon as he entered the first time and sat down cross-legged.

Once you sit down, the inheritance recorded in the cushion is automatically integrated into his mind. This inheritance is somewhat interesting, and it is actually a series of magical techniques, with almost no vague content involved in the practice.

"There are techniques and methods, but are there no Tao?" Yuan Qingwei sensed the system inherited from the world.

This inheritance system is very interesting. It is called "Shangqing Sanjiudu Tianyao". The content is very complicated. In addition to recording thirty-nine kinds of superior and righteous magic that are said to be able to reach the great way of heaven and immortals, it also records a large number of divination, geomancers, curses, raising ghosts, driving corpses, head reduction, refining gu, voodoo and other side-minor ways, and even some scams and lower-level medicines are involved.

Yuan Qingwei would express the feeling of "there are techniques and methods, but no Tao" because after briefly reading the contents of these magical and magical powers, he found that except for the thirty-nine kinds of superior righteous magics that have corresponding internal cultivation methods, the other magical and magical powers are performed by various external forces. In other words, the content recorded in this book is actually to tell an ordinary person how to remember the birth date, the right time and place, the guidance of others, or the use of magical and magical powers to himself.
Chapter completed!