Chapter 138: Ghost nerve

This ruined temple is really ruined. It has basically collapsed. What is left is only some ruined walls, and only these ruined walls have become homeless wanderers and homeless people. residence.
Although the ruined temple is very ruined, from the remaining ruins and foundations, you can still see the glory of this ruined temple, but as time has passed, the past glory is no longer visible.
As for this once glorious ruined temple, there is no way to know which was enshrined. This is the danger among gods. Compared with human beings, there is no difference between the cultivators.
Although the gods have the characteristics of immortality and immortality, the reduction of faith will weaken the gods. Although they are immortal, they can be swallowed and sealed.
In the world of gods, new gods appear every day, and old gods fall.
As for a church, a system, and once the gods fall, what awaits them is either to take refuge in the new gods, or what is waiting for them is to follow this and slowly disappear in the long river of history.
Obviously, this ruined temple is probably a member of such a who has lost his faith.
"Hehe, dry mastiff. This is what you said is a bit broken, let us help fix it. In this case, I think you need to give us an explanation."
Wang Musheng looked at the mastiff with a malicious expression and said.
"This, is it broken?"
"Is it broken? It's simply abolished. There is nothing to repair, and it can only be rebuilt."
"Please, you will never help in vain!"
"I want to throw beans into a soldier, the method of clone?"
Wang Musheng said with a smirk.
"I want a soul gathering curse?"
The old Taoist also said lightly.
"Soul Gathering Curse, what do you want that thing for, isn't that a good thing?"
Mastiff said with a puzzled face.
"Do you want me to help, hurry up if you want it."
The old Taoist squinted at Mastiff and said faintly.
"Here you are, here you are, I want you to take it. It's better to dissipate your soul and never to be superborn?"
Speaking of Mastiff, he directly used Ling Ling Curse to pass the cultivation method of Soul Gathering Curse to the old Taoist priest.
"You don't need to worry about this!"
"Soul Gathering Curse, what is that?"
Wang Musheng asked suspiciously.
"Children's family, don't have so many problems, this thing is not a good thing, you'd better not touch it."
Mastiff glanced at his mouth and said.
"Also, if you don't tell me, I don't even bother to know? How about my method of throwing beans into a soldier?"
Wang Musheng rolled his eyes silently and said.
"Throw beans into a soldier, and I don't have a way to do it."
"No! Don't you always say how powerful your inheritance is, and you have everything?"
"My inheritance is indeed very strong, but of course what we inherited is useful to us, such as the technique of throwing beans into a soldier, the war soldiers summoned are not very powerful, and the technique of incarnation outside the body is generally available. This is extremely demanding, and when it finally grows up, it is still not seen how powerful it is.
My Xiaoyue Sirius clan pursues the ultimate strength of my own. Of course, I am not interested in such a magical technique that looks gorgeous but is not very practical. "
Mastiff said dryly.
"Hey! It's a waste! Two fists are harder than four hands. Don't understand. Such a spell is used well, but it can save your life. Then do you have any other spells like manipulating paper people."
"I don't understand what you think. You clearly have such good qualifications, concentrate on the cultivation way, how good it is to get the right way early, and have the supreme detachment, but you are so interested in these side sects.
I don't have anyone who manipulates paper people, but I do have a ghost technique. "Ghost Nerves" cultivates ghosts and guards against ghosts. If you like it, I can pass it on to you. "
Mastiff said silently.
"Is it a technique, not a spell?"
"Well, what's the matter?"
"It's nothing, you can pass this "Ghost Nerve" to me."
There is naturally a difference between the two. Spell Wang Musheng only needs to use the power of cause and effect to cultivate, but Wang Musheng still needs a lot of mana to cultivate, and now he needs a lot of spiritual power every time he improves. It was extremely terrifying, which caused Wang Musheng to dare not practice casually now.
After Wang Musheng completely accepted the "Ghost Nerve" passed by Mastiff, Wang Musheng was even more disappointed. This ghostly nerve is not only a technique, but also an encyclopedia of raising and defending ghosts.
This raises ghosts and defends ghosts. What is needed is much more troublesome than Wang Musheng thought. It not only requires corresponding magic circles and seals, but also needs to refine exclusive ghost magic tools to cooperate, which involves Wang Musheng’s scalp numb?
For Wang Musheng, who always likes to be simple and rude, if it is not necessary, this exercise is likely to be left in his own consciousness.
"Okay, now the rewards are also given to you, let's get started!"
Mastiff urged.
"A trivial matter, isn't it just building a temple? Don't worry, there is me, and there is a long way to go. All this is just a matter of minutes, but what about your devout believer?"
Wang Musheng said curiously.
"My believer is over there, want to meet?"
"That's a must! I want to see how blind you are as a believer before you choose to believe in you."
"...," Mastiff dried.
"Well, that's the little guy."
After going round and round, a few people quickly came to a small gathering place formed by two sides at an angle, with some branches and hay on it.
I saw that in this small, but simple place of more than 30 square meters, there were more than a dozen little guys densely packed, relying on each other, curled up together.
The Mastiff pointed to a group of little guys, a relatively thin, but five or six-year-old little girl, and said softly on a dog face. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com
"Wang Mengxue?"
Seeing this, even if it was sleeping, he was holding a statue of a dwelling cautiously, as well as a tablet that looked extremely crude with the words "God of Harvest" engraved on it, Wang Musheng couldn't help but wonder.
"Well, you know her?"
Mastiff asked strangely.
"Well, I took the name of this little guy?"
After that, Wang Musheng told the two about the little girl who used half a piece of steamed buns and changed to the statue of the of residence in her own place.
"Unexpectedly, there will be such twists and turns, and everything is destined."
The old Taoist said with emotion.
"Since there is still such a thing, should I help?"
Mastiff said quickly while the iron was hot.