It is said that the earliest Taoism came from the three sources of Huang Lao, the sorcerer Fangshi, and the Book of Changes.

Now in Tao Xiaowu's opinion, there is really some truth in this!

The method of sacrificing the thunder pill, in addition to using the power of the sun to refine.

Of course, you can also borrow the power of the gods to do it!

For example, it is enshrined on the altar of the incense table, and it is sacrificed with the help of the divine power of incense.

Of course, you can also directly ask the power of the gods to bless the magic weapon.

However, the world is different, and Tao Xiaowu can only use witchcraft and borrow the power of the gods to try.

It's just that I don't know if it's dangerous this time......

Thinking of the ghosts and gods full of malice he encountered when he used to perform witchcraft, Tao Xiaowu felt a little drumming in his heart.

However, this time is different from the past, and Tao Xiaowu also has some self-preservation power.

I also prepared enough sacrifices, and the ghosts and gods who wanted to come and invite him, after discovering that he Tao Xiaowu was not a soft persimmon that was easy to pinch, should not continue to deal with him, right?

It's like those guys who are trading with you and preparing to eat black and find that you are on guard and powerful, and it is very likely that black and black will not succeed, but will suffer.

I guess I'll let go of this plan to eat black and eat black, right?

Of course, the reason why Tao Xiaowu made up his mind to do this was somewhat stimulated.

Thinking that he was like a mountain ghost facing a great enemy, he was easily solved by Qiu Shan.

Tao Xiaowu felt that he should also take some risks and pursue more powerful power!

Thinking so, he hoped that the ghosts and gods he encountered would calm down.

Just when Tao Xiaowu was slightly distracted, the witchcraft ritual had been completed, and Tao Xiaowu was in a trance, and his consciousness seemed to have reached an inexplicable space.

The wind was loud, the sand was flying, and a fishy smell seemed to be blowing in the face.

"It's ......"

Tao Xiaowu was slightly stunned, and faintly felt that something was wrong, as if he had smelled this smell before.

Faintly in the yellow sandstorm-like mist, a huge shadow appeared.

Tao Xiaowu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was already secretly screaming in his heart.

How could you communicate with this god again? Unlucky, unlucky!

I didn't communicate this time!

But although it wasn't very real, Tao Xiaowu had already seen a huge snake shadow from the thick yellow mist.

Almost without any hesitation, Tao Xiaowu began to fly back.

He didn't forget at all that when he was learning witchcraft, he communicated with this ghost magician, but he was stared at with ill-intentioned intentions and almost swallowed it in one bite!

Before the figure of the giant snake in the mist was clearly revealed, Tao Xiaowu's consciousness had already taken the initiative to retreat and interrupt the witchcraft.

Consciousness returned to the body like a tide, but unexpectedly, with the return of Tao Xiaowu's consciousness, a huge force surged!

Cold, cold, but with a bit of heavy power, it descended with the return of Tao Xiaowu's consciousness.

"This is divine power...... My witchcraft ritual has been successful, and I have borrowed the power of this strange tour!" Tao Xiaowu was slightly stunned.

I never thought that I would take the initiative to retreat and force the end of the ceremony, but I successfully borrowed the power of this ghost magic tour!

The witch medicine in the bronze tripod quickly turned into ashes at this moment, but the rich smoke did not disperse, and above the mouth of the ding, it condensed into a hazy snake shadow composed of smoke.

Tao Xiaowu didn't care about it, stretched out his hand, and the snake shadow composed of this smoke suddenly pounced downward, and pounced on the twelve thunder pills sprayed in the box in front of him.

The box was covered with brocade and had wooden partitions.

However, this thunder pill is not very stable, and when it encounters an impact, it is easy to explode. So you need to store it very carefully!

As the snake shadow turned into smoke pounced on those thunder pills, the smoke dispersed at once, as if it had penetrated into these thunder pills.

There seemed to be a faint brilliance on that thunder pill, and it flashed away!

"The sacrifice has been successful!"

Tao Xiaowu's eyes flashed with an inexplicable, complicated light!

"That mountain ghost is the ghost of Hengting, the ghost of Yinsi. was killed by Qiu Shan so easily, I don't think things will pass so easily.

I sacrifice these thunder pills, in fact, I am also prepared!"

Tao Xiaowu said to himself in a collapsed voice.

It's just that if you really anger the ghost uncle of Hengting and anger Yin Si, how much effect can these thunder pills play?

......

The city under the city, in the palace of Leyang.

The pleasure is too short, and the happiness is not long.

The girl in light gauze is curvy, sultry, and dances cheerfully.

The maids, dressed only in white footwear like butterflies, stepped on the smooth wooden floor that reflected the human figure, and brought all kinds of delicious food and wine like flowing water.

A huge copper tripod, but it was on the fire, the tripod was already boiling and boiling, and a human head was rolling up and down in the boiling water, but it was not dead, and let out a hoarse scream.

For the ghosts and gods, a strange smell spreads from the big ding, making people salivate.

On the other side, there was also a person, who was placed on the flame, directly roasted, and the burning fat rolled and fell on the coals.

Those who were barbecued also kept screaming, but no one paid attention to them at all.

There was even a cook in short clothes with a sharp knife, directly sliced slices of roasted meat, smeared with spices, and sent it to several tables in front of the ghosts and gods who were drinking and feasting.

Such a scene is commonplace in the Leyang Palace in this city.

Since ancient times, ghosts and gods have been drinking and feasting, and there have never been such things as eating human blood!

However, at this time, there was an attendant wearing a short crown, who quickly walked into the lobby from the side, and whispered something in the ear of the ghost uncle of Hengting who was sitting at the top.

The face of the ghost uncle of Hengting remained unchanged, but the hand holding the wine glass paused slightly.

Then he calmly put the wine in the cup to his mouth and drank it dry, and then said lightly: "Since the two mountain ghosts under my command are dead, someone always has to bury them!"

Go, and send that Ushak into the fire!"

This understatement made the attendant shudder involuntarily.

The cruelty of Hell is terrifying!

All the ghosts who are cast into Hell will suffer forever and will never be freed.

"That thing......" the squire couldn't help but ask.

"Something, what?"

Hengting Ghost Uncle glanced at this attendant coldly, and he almost felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

I suddenly knew in my heart that I had said the wrong thing!

What a stupidity!