There are thousands of methods to cultivate, and there are countless secret methods. Fiction Http://wWw.75txt./(.8009; Deworming is also one of them. There are only very few people who know this technique in today's cultivation world.

What is left is just some legends of insect repellent.

It is said that the world is a strange insect. There is a wide variety. Its strange mysteries. It is far more than the demon clan.

It's just that the insect repellent is extremely complicated. The breeding of various spirit insects is a big problem. Therefore, there are few monks who are famous for this.

Ye Feng didn't know what kind of strange insect this strange bee was.

However, its phantom-like movement speed was something that Ye Feng didn't dare to be careless about.

I didn't see any movement from this bee, but after a flicker, he easily avoided the sword.

"Good Opportunity ......"

At this moment, an empty door appeared in front of Ye Feng's eyes, and a glimmer of light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes.

With a wave of his right hand, hundreds of needles came out of his hand.

Fast as a streamer, in an instant!

"Woo Woo ......"

After a gust of wind, the golden needle collided with the body of the demon bee. The body of this demon bee is extremely hard, but the magic weapon is also extremely sharp. It still crossed through its head. Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief. But then his face became solemn. The bee's head was pierced. Not dead. Still struggling.

What a tenacious vitality!

"This bee is not bad, if you have the opportunity, you can learn the art of insect control, it is a good harvest. ”

The next moment, Ye Feng's right hand moved, and an illusory big hand appeared out of thin air.

With a stretch and a grip, he grabbed the demon bee.

Then, Ye Feng's mind moved. The illusory hand instantly transformed into a fist-sized ball of light, trapping the demon bee in it.

This insect has a wing. Flew up again, and kept crashing into the four walls. It's full of energy.

Ye Feng was secretly speechless. Don't talk about cultivators. Even if it's a demon clan known for its tenacious vitality. Hit hard by this. It should also be half dead. In terms of vitality. This worm has reached an appalling step.

Flick your fingers. Several streaks of sword qi flew out. The Demon Bee has been imprisoned. Naturally, there is no way to hide. It was torn to pieces by several sword qi.

But even so. He didn't die for a while. The remnant struggled for a moment. Burst. Turned into a black liquid.

Laugh at......

The ball of light was actually melted out of a few holes. Liquid drips onto it. A puff of green smoke rose. The corrosiveness made Ye Feng extremely frightened.

What a powerful demon worm. Even after death. It can also launch a final attack.

Ye Feng was secretly frightened. If the number of such poisonous insects reaches a certain level. I'm afraid that the old capital of the first-line heaven period will retreat.

Come to think of it. Ye Feng's heart fluttered. If you have the opportunity, you must master this insect repellent technique.

So Ye Feng quickly put the matter behind him. Raise your hand. I pinched a trick again. Spit out obscure incantations from your mouth.

"Go!"

Ye Feng pointed a little. Colorful light flashed.

The wooden box in his hand rose out of thin air, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the front of the poisonous lotus.

With the swing of several sword rays.

"Click......

With a bang, the snow lotus broke off from the root and rolled into the jade box.

Then, he flew back into Ye Feng's palm.

Ye Feng looked happy and closed the lid of the box. He took out a golden talisman from his bosom and pasted it on it. In this way, I am afraid of the loss of medicinal properties.

Subsequently. Ye Feng carefully searched the col again with his divine sense. After making sure that nothing is missing. The talent is full of contentment and walks outward. In the trapped immortal prison on the other side of the puppet sect, a group of monks with turtle demons and master Qingku, supplemented by two feather stage monks, are each driving their own magic weapons, like the small but complicated magic circle to attack fiercely.

The huge roar was as dense as raindrops, constantly echoing in this space of more than 100 zhang, piercing and abnormal, the light shield of the magic circle had been compressed to a smaller size than at the beginning, and the spiritual light on the surface of the five yuan stones had also dimmed a lot.

The turtle demon and the first-line Heavenly Stage old monster were okay, but the two Feather Stage monks were pale, and Yuan Li was obviously in a state of overdraft.

I can't help but grit my teeth to support it.

"Alright, let's rest and come back again. ”

After another half an hour, the turtle demon suddenly spoke, although the voice was hoarse and ugly, the woman in red and the monk surnamed Shen heard this, sat down on the ground without any image, panting, took out a few yuan stones from his arms, held them in his hands, and recovered his body.

Master Qingku also withdrew the magic weapon, although his face was also a little pale, but it was much better than the two juniors, after all, it was an old monster in the first-line heaven stage, and it was not comparable to the monks of the feather stage.

"Why haven't Daoyou made a move, these two can't stand it, we can continue to attack. [To read the latest chapter of this book, please search for 800]" Master Qingku opened his mouth a little dissatisfied.

"Hehe, Daoyou is anxious, you think that the formation here is so easy to break, the more you go to the back, the greater the resistance, don't be delusional about one place, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, the old man has been here for millions of years, and it is not bad for one or two days. The turtle demon shook his head and said with confidence.

"......" Master Qingku raised his eyebrows, although he was unwilling, but he finally didn't say much, the other party was a local snake, and he knew more about the situation than himself, and he also sat cross-legged, pranayama to let Yuan Li slowly recover.

"After leaving this prison. I don't know what Daoist friends have planned?" After a while, the turtle demon suddenly opened his eyes. said indifferently.

"Intended. Hey...... The old man hasn't thought about it yet. Master Qingku's words were ominous.

This guy is cruel and easy to kill. But it's also very cunning. The other party wants to inquire about his own tone so easily.

"Oh. Daoist friends already know that this is the Puppet Sect. Don't you have an idea of the puppet secret art of this faction?"

Master Pure Bitter opened his eyes. There was a hint of greed on the ugly floor. But it soon calmed down. Looking at the glimmer of heaven and earth demon in front of him, he said lightly:

"Fellow Daoists don't need to be tempted with words. If you have something to say, say it explicitly. If there are enough benefits. I don't mind working with you. ”

"Well, that's what I'm waiting for. The turtle demon stroked his palms and laughed: "Even in the upper leaf period, the puppet sect was a very strong force in the cultivation world at that time, and now that the vicissitudes of life, the lifespan of human beings is limited after all, presumably the sect has turned into ashes, but there must be a lot of treasures left, which must include the puppet secret technique, if the Taoist friends are interested in me I can join forces, there will definitely be a lot of gains." ”

When the turtle demon said the back, his voice was full of temptation, but Master Qingku was also an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, how could he be so easy to coax.

The other party has nothing to do with him, and he is a monk with different paths, if there is a great benefit, unless the head is kicked by a donkey, where will he take the initiative to pull himself up, there must be some reason......

"The treasure is certainly exciting, but the old man doesn't want to die in a daze, and there are any difficulties and dangers involved, so I ask Taoist friends to express one or two. Master Qingku spoke quietly.

The turtle demon was stunned for a moment, but also knew that it was unrealistic to want to hide it completely, so he blinked and replaced it with a sincere smile.

"Daoist friends are too careful, although the puppet sect is prosperous for a while, but the zero-level god / 19181 / That was also a million years ago, now that time has passed, even if there is any arrangement, how useful it can be, of course, some formations are only brothers If you want to break it, it will take some work, but if there are Taoist friends joining forces, it will definitely be as powerful as breaking embroidery, and the treasures left by the sect will be swept away, is it not that Daoyou are not interested in the puppet secret technique, although our Xuan Turtle is not a spirit animal, but the life span is ridiculously long, and he will never grab the pill with the Taoist friend. ”

When Master Qingku heard this, he did not answer immediately, but stroked his beard and groaned.

Naturally, he won't fully believe the other party's description, but there is no reason to enter Baoshan and return empty-handed, as the saying goes, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger, for the sake of the elixir and treasures, some blue risks are still worth taking.

"Okay, the old man cooperates with Daoyou, how about we divide the treasures equally?"

"This is nature, we are in this boat, and we will definitely make a lot of money. The turtle demon looked very bold, but there was a flash of fierceness in the depths of his eyes. Obviously, after getting the treasure, he planned to kill the other party.

Master Qingku was also smiling, but he had his own plans in his heart, and he was not afraid that the other party would turn his face, although the demon cultivation realm in the middle of the first line of heaven was better than his own, but the Xuan Turtle was not a spirit beast, not to mention what good exercises could he learn from Qing Ascetic cultivation all the time he had been locked up here?

And he has entered the demon from the Buddha, but he will have a lot of strange and magical powers, and he is far superior to the monks of the same level in terms of strength.

If you really turn your face, it's still two to say who will kill the deer.

One person and one demon each have a ghost, but they laughed tacitly.

The woman in red and the man surnamed Shen were both pale, and their shapes were more complicated than they imagined, and they didn't dare to ask for any treasure elixir, they just wanted to be able to survive, and they were thankful and grateful.

......

At the same time, in an open field.

The monk in green clothes was also in trouble, and some strange-shaped puppets stood in front of him, and among those puppets were birds, beasts, insects, fish, and humanoid monsters, and there were many kinds of them.

There are nearly a hundred corpses, but fortunately, the cultivation is not very high, at most it is equivalent to a monk in the Nirvana period, and with the cultivation at the peak of his feather stage, he can barely cope with it.

However, although these puppets are all cannon fodder level, they have a difficulty compared to living creatures, and they are not afraid of death.

Even if the body is broken, as long as it does not suffer fatal damage, it will continue to attack.

The monk in Tsing Yi was not in a hurry, driving a magic weapon in the shape of a bamboo tube to wreak havoc among the puppets, although there were many of these guys, there was always a moment when they were eliminated.

Half an hour later.

Rumble!

A puppet of a leopard-shaped monster was headshot, and the clearing fell silent except for some stumps and broken arms.

Whew, the man breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand, and the magic weapon quickly shrank and flew back to his sleeve.

Take a break and look up.

Several houses came into view, and in addition to this, there were pavilions, small bridges and waterfalls, and it was clear that he had entered the depths of the puppet sect.

A hint of joy flashed on the face of the monk in green clothes, and he strode forward, in front of him was a courtyard, the gate alone was several feet high, and it looked very imposing.

He stretched out his right hand like a chicken's claw, trying to push the door open, but just as he made contact, suddenly a huge force struck without warning, and threw him away like a rag in the distance. The sharp-eared monk turned a few somersaults, but after landing, he still did not stand on his feet, and he took a few steps back before he finally stood still.

suffered a small loss, but fortunately it was fine, and the cunning guy looked at the building in front of him and groaned.

The formation, and it's the invisible kind, it's a bit of a problem.

With a flick of his fingers, a fireball with a tail flame shot out in front of him, half a foot away from the gate, and the air suddenly shook like a wave of water, and the fireball bounced off at once.

His expression moved, and he tried several kinds of supernatural powers, which were completely useless, and the sharp-eared monk couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, and after a little hesitation, he slapped the storage bag and took out a delicate and unusual jade box.

It was the object that was stolen from the Divine Sword Palace.

Holding the jade box in the middle, his expression was very solemn, and he first played a levitation technique, only to see the blue light flashing wildly, and the box slowly floated in front of him.

Then the person pinched the trick and carefully opened the lid of the box, and a jade pendant floated with it.

About the size of a palm, with blue flashes on it, it is not ordinary at first glance.

The sharp-eared monk had words in his mouth. Another series of tricks were played. After the jade pendant is absorbed. Suddenly, the wind swelled up.

"Hurry!"

The sharpener pointed at him. After the jade pendant turned around, it buzzed non-stop. Countless white mists emanated from its surface.

Those fogs gathered together. Churning. Rushing towards the gate of the building in front of them.

Strange things happened. Those fogs were not actually blocked by the formation. It was a breeze to wear through. Then the door creaked open on its own.

It's like this jade pendant was originally a token of the formation here.

Seeing this, the sharp-eared monk's face flashed with ecstasy.

"It turns out that this is indeed the order of the puppet sect. He beckoned and took the jade pendant back into his palm: "Originally, I just guessed that when it was finally confirmed, the Divine Sword Palace Master worked hard to get this treasure, and he would never have dreamed that he would make a wedding dress for me instead." ”

muttering to himself, he didn't delay any longer and flew into the courtyard in front of him.

......

On the other side, after the col, a path paved with bluestone steps came into view.

Apparently has entered the outer gate of the Puppet Sect.

The so-called outer gate is relative to the inner gate, just like some wealthy families in the world, the place where they live is also divided into inner houses and outer houses, and the situation is similar to this, and some large sects are also divided into inside and outside.

The bluestone steps were very long, winding, and there was no end in sight, Ye Feng released his divine sense, and he didn't find anything wrong, so he walked forward.

More than half an hour later.

Ye Feng was still walking forward along the steps, but his expression was a little heavy, he was not a soft-hearted person, since he stepped into the Immortal Dao, he didn't know how much blood and rain he had experienced, and there were hundreds of monks who fell directly into his hands.

However, the scene that came along the way still made Ye Feng shake his head secretly.

There are bones everywhere!

It's similar to what I saw in the square.

The fierceness of the battle was Ye Feng, and he was also moved, along the way, he even saw the bones of many monks entangled together, and inferred from the posture, it was obvious that he had used some kind of secret method that would end up together.

And the further they went, the higher the level of the fallen monks, Ye Feng even collected a lot of magic weapons that had not lost their spirituality, and it was obvious that their masters were also monks in the feather stage at the least.

Although it had nothing to do with him, Ye Feng couldn't help but speculate about what happened in this puppet sect in the early leaf era millions of years ago, but unfortunately there were too few clues, so he couldn't speculate.

After walking for a while, a stone pavilion came into view, Ye Feng's expression froze, and he stopped.

The next moment, Ye Feng's figure flashed and came to the stone pavilion.

I saw that in the pavilion, two monks of the fairy wind bones were sitting cross-legged, although they had fallen for millions of years, they were full of muscles and their faces were as if they were alive.

"The monks of the ancient times are really good, if it takes a long time, they can make the physical body not bad!"

Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh.

Although they have been dead for many years, from the clothes of the two, it can still be seen that they are extraordinary in front of them, Ye Feng glanced at it a few times.

A flash of light flashed through my mind.

"Could it be that this puppet sect did not not encounter an external enemy, but was destroyed by internal strife? The two sat cross-legged, but their appearance was somewhat similar, looking at each other with a smile on their faces.

Then, they smashed their respective magic weapons into each other's bodies, apparently killing each other.

That's it, after all, Ye Feng had seen a lot of tangled bones along the way, but the two of them had well-preserved Dharma bodies, but their faces were exactly the same, which couldn't help but make Ye Feng feel a little chilly.

Cannibalism!

Although most cultivators are selfish, they are both twin brothers and fellow disciples, and this situation also exerts fierce hands on each other, but it is very rare.

And Ye Feng also noticed that although the clothes and ornaments of the two were roughly the same, there was a slight difference in the cuffs, the person on the left was sniffing a lifelike Ding furnace, and the other was sniffing the inch-long short sword.

Obviously, although the brothers are of the same family, they belong to different factions.

This was also one of the reasons why Ye Feng concluded that the Puppet Sect had fallen due to civil strife.

Together, the monks are nothing more than fighting for fame and fortune. Snatch the treasures of heaven and earth.

This is the only way to explain what happened to the Puppet Sect.

Remove these. The two fighting factions did not end up together, but one side won, and the treasure was taken away, and there was certainly something else of value left behind.

Not to mention anything else, along the way, Ye Feng has collected a lot of spiritual treasures, although in his vision, he does not plan to keep them for his own use, and if he takes them to the Fang Market, he can also exchange them for a large number of Yuan Stones.

What's more, if Ye Feng wants to get out of here, he must also go deep into the secrets.

Of course, the place where he is now is only the outer gate of the puppet sect, and if he really reaches the important place inside the gate, there are many dangers.

In an instant, Ye Feng figured out what was so powerful, there was no second way to choose.

Ye Feng's face changed, and he quickly returned to calm.

Wealth is in danger, since it is here, there is no reason to turn back.

At that moment, with a wave of his right hand, the corpses of the two monks were inserted in their hearts, with a small golden and silver sword respectively, after so many years, they were still full of spirit, and they were obviously treasures of no low grade.

It's a pity that the two fairy swords are left here.

However, at this moment, a jaw-dropping mutation occurred.

When Ye Feng's divine mind touched the two monks, he put away the golden sword.

The corpse on the right turned out to be alive......

Cluck......

actually came back to life, and in the originally empty eyes, a strange red light ignited, and the demonic energy exerted by Ye Feng was actually sucked into the body.

"How so?"

Ye Feng's expression couldn't help but change, and this situation was also the first time he had encountered it.

But a moment ago, he obviously swept it with his divine sense, and in the remaining Dharma body of this monk, there was obviously no breath at all.

Although he was puzzled, Ye Feng's reaction was not slow.

With a wave of his right hand, dozens of sword rays shot out.

"This guy has become a psychic zombie!"

There are two types of zombies.

One is the refining of corpses, as the name suggests, this is a cultivator who cultivates the ghost path corpse technique, using the corpses of the dead, plus various rare materials, and painstaking efforts to refine the monsters.

This kind of zombie is infinitely powerful, but the cultivation is generally not high, and it is not easy for a monk in the Nirvana period to be able to do so.

Therefore, the corpse control technique did not have much effect in the fighting methods of high-level monks. ：

The other is a monster formed by the corpse buried deep under natural conditions.

The psychic conditions are very harsh, what exactly is needed, many ghost monks have done research, but they have not figured it out, it is generally believed that the place where the corpse is buried, needs a large amount of yin qi, that is, the place of yin veins.

But this condition alone is not enough.

All in all, there are not many naturally formed zombies, but the cultivation is much higher than the refining of corpses, and even after some zombies are psychic, they can continue to absorb yin qi, they can open their spiritual wisdom, and then continue to cultivate.

The most powerful 10,000-year-old corpse emperor can even be a great cultivator in the late stage of the first line of heaven.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng's expression moved, and he looked at the monster in front of him, this is the inside of the puppet sect, the aura is sufficient, of course it is not a place of yin veins, but the catastrophe in the upper leaf period, bloody wind and rain, I don't know how many monks have fallen.

There are many corpses, even if there is no yin qi and cannibalism in the same door, this unjust soul is naturally indispensable, and this condition or Bi may also make the zombies psychic.

It's just that he didn't wake up after so many years, and woke up when Ye Feng made a move.

This must have something to do with Ye Feng.

The specific reason Ye Feng didn't want to delve into it, although this monster didn't seem to have a low cultivation, he didn't care about it.

As long as you kill this zombie, you don't have to be tired.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng's mind moved, and the demonic soul suppression banner appeared in Ye Feng's hand.

"Go!"

The next moment, Ye Feng waved his right hand, and dozens of yin spirits appeared out of thin air.

Attack the zombies.

"Whew!"

And at this moment, the demon corpse let out a strange roar. There was a strange red glow in his eyes, although he had just been psychic, he had already absorbed a lot of corpse qi, and his cultivation was not low before his death, so at the beginning, he turned on his spiritual wisdom, and naturally saw Ye Feng's extraordinaryness.