"What kind of magical power does this corpse have?" Ma Jin's curiosity increased greatly when he heard the other party's description.

"Mr. Ma, Iron Nu still looks like a human on the outside. In fact, he is moistened by the yin energy in the earth's veins every day, and then soaked with secret medicine. The eight extraordinary meridians in his body have long changed. His muscles, bones, skin and flesh have been sacrificed like steel and iron, and he is not afraid of swords, guns, crossbows and arrows. If he appears in the military formation in the future, one person can reach thousands of soldiers.

When the two armies face the enemy, they send corpses to easily take the leader of the other party from ten thousand people." Liu Daoren stroked his beard lightly and responded. His words were not false. Although the general Taoist magic powers were powerful, they were easily dispersed by the blood and murderous aura in the military formation. His corpse was completely different, and he destroyed his spiritual consciousness and focused on body refining, so he was very little affected by blood and energy in the military formation, which was very useful in secular battles.

"Oh?" Ma Jin and Fan Yu both showed incredible expressions on their faces. They had never heard of such magical powers before. This was the first time they had heard of them.

But what the other party said was so convincing that they couldn't help but believe it.

"If the young master doesn't believe it, you can order someone to use a knife to slash it. Just try it." Daoren Liu said confidently. He sacrificed the corpse today, not just to show it to the two of them, but also to let Ma Jin's father know and then advance with this.

A few years ago, Dao Ren Liu had already joined the Ma Tong Jue Mansion, hoping that the other party would help introduce him to Liang Hou. Unfortunately, Ma Tong Jue respected him on the surface, but in his heart he only treated him as an ordinary cultivator. This disappointed Dao Ren Liu and wanted to leave several times. He just thought of the mission of the master, and he lurked patiently and waited for the opportunity.

"Really?" Ma Jin nodded at Fan Yu. Seeing is true, hearing is false. Since the Taoist described this corpse as magical, he also tried it out.

When Fan Yu received the order, he immediately walked to the guards outside, pulled out a ring-headed sword, and returned to the corpse. Then he let out a low roar, stomped his feet on the ground, and then held the sword tightly with both hands, and used a force to slash Huashan.

A dull sound of "choking" came, but when the corpse was still motionless, he took a knife.

The big knife slashed, and the corpse's clothes were cut in half, but the skin was not damaged much, leaving only a shallow mark on the surface.

On the contrary, Fan Yu was numb because he used too much force.

"Young Master Ma, how about it?" Seeing the two of them opening their mouths in surprise, Daoren Liu smiled slightly.

"It's really amazing. When I go back, I report to my father and tell him that the Taoist priest has great supernatural powers. Maybe Marquis Liang will be summoned. If the Marquis approves, the Taoist priest will definitely succeed in establishing a Taoist cemetery in Wanshan Prefecture."

"I thank Mr. Ma for your good words." Taoist Liu said that, and then shaking the bell.

The straight corpse was ordered and immediately stepped forward, and finally stopped in front of a rockery half a person two meters away.

Under the gaze of everyone, the corpse suddenly waved its fist, as if a firecracker was ringing on the fist. The huge stones immediately split into pieces, leaving behind a floor of gravel.

At this point, Ma Jin was completely convinced and said with a little excited expression: "Master, since this corpse has such great magical powers, why bother to get the hair of two thieves before, and directly send the corpse to the door to kill them into meat sauce."

"Young Master doesn't know anything. I have not yet sacrificed the corpse and refining it successfully. Once the Yin Gathering Array is released, it will be easy to be known by the Taoist Court. It is better to use such a powerful weapon in key places..."

"I don't know how many days it will take to take two people's lives." Ma Jin still asked unwillingly. He didn't want to wait for a moment now. Now there are many forces in Wanshan Mansion. If he hadn't been afraid that his actions would ruin his father's affairs in private, Ma Jin would have sent a dead soldier to kill the two people, so why would it be so troublesome?

"It will take three or five days at most. I will capture the souls of the two scholars. At that time, Mr. Ma can use the talisman to nail them to death, so that they will never be reborn."

"Okay..." After getting the exact answer, Ma Jin did not stay in the yard for too long, and turned around and left with Fan Yu.

Seeing the two disappear, Liu Daoren sighed and took out two Yin Talisman dolls from the cloth bag.

One of them had red eyes and a strange light flashed. The other somehow had no response, which made him puzzled.

Could it be that one of them has great luck? Daoren Liu secretly speculated that if this is the case, he still has to make other plans and not let others reduce his karma to himself.

In fact, when Fan Yu sent a message to Liu Daoren to kill the two scholars, he had the intention to refuse, but he had asked Ma Tong to judge, so he could only take it for the time being.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the monks are above and can kill mortals at will.

In fact, this cognition is completely wrong. The secular people are protected by humanity. If the practitioners kill it at will, it will inevitably lead to humanity's resentment.

It’s easy for ordinary people to say that their own luck is not strong and their resentment is minimal after being killed. Those who practice Taoism can naturally resist.

However, Confucian students are different. Confucianism has practiced the way of governing the country for thousands of years. Its foundation has long been deeply rooted in the human world and has great blessings. This is also the reason why Confucianism has no magical powers and magic, but it can be passed down for thousands of years.

If Confucianism has the luck, the scholars under his command will naturally be protected. If he kills it rashly, the resentment and karma will definitely be unbearable.

He once heard a hundred years ago that a great scholar was dissatisfied with the great power of the Taoist temple, so he wrote a memorial and wrote a letter to curse the Taoist temple, saying that Taoist priests do not serve production, which will harm the country and the people, and ordered His Majesty to send troops to attack mountains and destroy temples and produce Taoist temples.

The emperor of the dynasty believed in the truth, so such false statements were naturally not adopted.

However, the Confucian scholar not only cursed the Taoist temple in the memorial, but also brought the Taoist master in, which aroused some dissatisfaction among the Taoists. At that time, a sword cultivator came to the door and swung his sword to kill the man.

As a result, the sword cultivator had no good ending. He was shortly after he came back, and he was beaten by humanity and died of blood from his own orifices.

After this incident, the Taoist court's actions were restrained. Although its power was getting bigger and bigger, it did not dare to involve the government, for fear of bringing back the human fortune.

In Liu Daoren's opinion, the two scholars did not even have the official status, so they naturally could not have such great luck. However, Liu Daoren was cautious and ordered people to steal their hair and use secret techniques to destroy their luck. When their luck was defeated, they would then fight or kill at will.

But he didn't expect that one of them would be completely undisturbed by the Yin Talisman doll, which made him feel a little tricky.

It seems that one person can only be eliminated first and give Ma Jin an explanation. As for the other scholar, let it go temporarily and make plans later.

The lights in the inn were like beans. Chang Jin sat upright at the wooden table, holding a book in his hand, and studying silently.

This book is not a classical theory used for the imperial examination, but a magical notes written by a Confucian scholar named Yuan Zicai of this dynasty, called "Miscellaneous Notes of Different History". It tells the various experiences of Yuan Zicai when he traveled to the fourteen states of the Great Yan Dynasty. It is interesting to read, and one of the stories attracted Chang Jin's attention.

It was mentioned that a scholar in a county named Tan and Jinxuan was named Jinxuan. One day he was studying in the room. He was in a trance. He suddenly found that he had become a villain, floating in the air. Looking back, he was shocked to see his body still sitting in front of the desk.

The scholar was panicked at that time and didn't understand why.

Just at this moment, a neighbor came to borrow something and knocked the door so loud that it was heard everywhere.

Tan Jinxuan panicked when he heard the sound, and wandered around the room, like a mouse looking for a hole and trying to get into the body in front of the table, but the knock on the door was like thunder. He was frightened and fainted. When he woke up, he found that he had returned to his body and looked around for a villain, but there was no trace. Tan Xiucai was extremely scared and just thought he had a crazy disease when he encountered a ghost, and cried all day long. Later, his family asked for medical treatment. After half a year of treatment, it gradually improved.

Most Confucian scholars will think this story is absurd and will leave it behind after reading it.

Chang Jin didn't think so. In his opinion, the book describes all kinds of things that should be the situation where the Yin God left his body and then the soul was damaged. He had similar experiences when the Yin God left his body for the first time.

What puzzled him was that Tan Jinxuan was just an ordinary scholar and did not practice Taoism like himself. How could the Yin God break out of his body?

Could it be that Confucian scholars do not need to practice, but they can directly cause the Yin God to leave their bodies? Thinking of this, Chang Jin was a little excited. If this conjecture really works, Confucians can also create their own magical powers and magic in the future, and then they will not be the dominant Taoist ancestral family.

Unfortunately, it is easy to practice Taoism and it is difficult to create Taoism. Although Chang Jin had ideas in his mind, he didn’t know where to start.

He patiently kept his mind and continued to read, wanting to see if there were any similar descriptions in the book. After returning to a book, he found no useful information.

This made Chang Jin a little discouraged and lie on the bed to sleep. Somehow, he became more and more irritable tonight and could not fall asleep. He simply sat up cross-legged on the bed, and the Yin God floated out of his body, sacrificing his sword, and rose to a height of several feet.

The wind was flying, the lights were dim, and Chang Jin felt unspeakable. Looking up at the sky, the stars were brilliant, and the stars were more dark among the lights, which contained unimaginable mystery.

One day, I will become a true immortal, even a earthly immortal, a celestial immortal, and a celestial immortal. I will be free and free from heaven and earth with my sword, and hug the moon in the nine heavens and catch turtles in the five oceans. How free and easy, happy and free.

The Yin Spirit continued to rise when the mind moved. The deeper it was towards the void, the more Chang Jin felt that there seemed to be an indescribable pressure in the dark sky, as if it was an invisible big net. And his Yin Spirit was like a fish in the big net, struggling and jumping hard, trying to break through this bondage.

Before he knew it, Chang Jin Yin Shen had reached a height of more than ten feet high. He knew that this was the limit he could reach. Even if he was unwilling to accept it, he could only stop temporarily.

Standing proudly in the air, looking down at the vast earth, it seemed to have the same color as the darkness of the void.

In the vast world, alone

This feeling made Chang Jin feel a little refreshed. It took him a long time to return.

"Huh" Just as he reached a few feet, Chang Jin looked down intently and couldn't help but exhale.

I saw two balls of black fog running quickly on the street not far away. Seeing the direction they were moving, it was the inn where he and Wang Qinian lived.
Chapter completed!