The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

Lin Mo stopped casting the spell immediately.

The dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated.

In fact, this guy guessed correctly.

At this moment, he really couldn't use thunder magic twice in succession.

Although this Tiangang Thunder Method is powerful, its consumption is also astonishing.

When he used the Lei Ze Body Tempering Technique previously, he already felt that his body was hollowed out.

If it weren't for the Dragon Vein State Map to replenish his strength in time, he probably wouldn't even be able to stand steadily.

It’s even a question whether he can stand properly now.

The spirit of the evil dragon hung its head dejectedly, looking resigned to its fate.

"Ah, I'm going to be locked up in that dark place again... Hmm? Why did I say 'again'?"

Seeing its appearance, Lin Mo suddenly came up with an idea.

"Although I can't let you go, I can let you out for some fresh air occasionally. Moreover, I can also provide you with pure dragon energy, as long as you listen to me obediently, how about that?"

"Really?"

When the evil dragon spirit heard this, a light flashed in his eyes.

"of course it's true."

Lin Mo answered affirmatively.

"A gentleman's word?"

The spirit of the evil dragon asked tentatively.

"It's hard to chase a horse!"

Lin Mo's mouth curled up.

After saying that, he leaped onto the dragon's head.

Although the spirit of the evil dragon was still unwilling, he had to bow his head under the eaves.

It hummed softly and carried Lin Mo out of the forest.

It soared freely over the dense forest, scaring away the wandering spirits and evil spirits.

The sound of whistling wind passed by Lin Mo's ears.

He just felt extremely happy in his heart and couldn't help but let out a long roar.

The dragon is the totem of China.

If we could completely subdue the spirit of this evil dragon.

If we cultivate it carefully in the future, maybe we can condense its true form and cultivate it into a real dragon!

Thinking of this, Lin Mo became very excited.

He suddenly said to himself: "What name should I give you? Longlong?"

When the evil dragon spirit heard the name, he was immediately unhappy: "What a crappy name!"

Lin Mo chuckled: "'The top of the immortals, proud of the world, as long as I am Long Long, there will be heaven', how about calling you Long Aotian?"

The Dragon Spirit rolled his eyes and said, "That name sounds a bit silly."

"Okay, then I'll call you Xiao Hei. It's simple and friendly." Lin Mo said deliberately.

Unexpectedly, the evil dragon spirit unexpectedly did not refute.

"Do you think this name sounds nice?"

Lin Mo asked tentatively.

I thought it was a problem of aesthetics.

"What do you say?"

The dragon spirit said weakly, "At least it's better than the two names just now."

"Okay, from now on I'll call you Xiao Hei!"

Lin Mo chuckled.

"Xiao Hei, charge! Target - Kyoto City!"

At Lin Mo's command, the evil dragon spirit carried him and rushed into the distance like an arrow.

……

After returning from Qi County exhausted, Lin Mo took two days off without hesitation to have a good rest.

Lying at home, his thoughts drifted back to the secrets he had dug out from the memories of Ren Chuan and Duanmu Ji.

It turned out that when Ren Chuan was a child, he accidentally saved a sloppy Taoist priest.

That day, the Taoist priest was dressed in rags and looked pale and thin from hunger.

Ren Chuan felt pity and secretly took a few steamed buns from home and gave them to him.

He also begged his father Ren Jiu to let the Taoist priest become the mountain guard.

Later, after a few visits, Ren Chuan and the Taoist became familiar with each other and became close friends regardless of age difference.

One day, the Taoist priest got drunk and mumbled incoherently about his past youth.

Only then did Incheon realize that the sloppy Taoist priest in front of him was actually a hermit master.

He was a prominent figure in the Taoist sect back then, and his Taoist magic was superb.

However, because he practiced forbidden techniques, he was expelled from the sect by his elders, and his skills were completely lost.

I can only hide in these desolate mountains and wilderness, struggling to survive, for fear that my enemies will come looking for me.

Even so, Ren Chuan still felt a yearning and wanted to become his disciple.

After the old Taoist priest sobered up, he told the whole story.

He also said that he wanted to become his disciple.

The old Taoist priest was afraid that his skills would be lost.

Secondly, out of gratitude for Ren Chuan's kindness in the past, he agreed reluctantly.

Ren Chuan studied Taoism in the mountains with an old Taoist priest for many years.

When he went down the mountain, although his Taoism had not yet reached its peak, he was already able to stand on his own.

At least in Qi County, he is already considered a top master.

Later, Ren Chuan returned home.

With his skills, he assisted his father and brother to expand the Ren family and make it the most prominent family in Qi County!

That day, Wu Chunxiao brought his two children to seek revenge on Ren Jiu.

Because Ren Jiu felt guilty and was old, his heart had always been in poor condition.

I was almost dying after being frightened by Wu Chunxiao.

Incheon was extremely anxious and quickly carried his father up the mountain and sought help from his master Duanmu Ji, but he was still unable to save his father.

Maybe, this is fate!

Ren Chuan originally wanted to send his father back to the ancestral tomb at the foot of the mountain for burial, but was stopped by Duanmu Ji.

Afterwards, Professor Duanmu Ji taught Ren Chuan a forbidden secret technique.

Using the remains of relatives who died suddenly, a blood corpse with astonishing power can be refined in a short period of time.

The blood corpse refined by this method is not only powerful, but also obedient to the owner.

There is no need to even use talismans or spells, it is all driven by the mind.

Ren Chuan has been practicing with Duanmu Ji in the mountains for many years since he was a child.

I have already been influenced by it ideologically.

It can’t be said to be abnormal, but it’s almost there.

Although this technique sounds a bit horrifying.

But he agreed without much hesitation.

Then, according to the method taught by Duanmu Ji, he refined his father's body into a blood corpse.

"This is true filial piety!"

Lin Mo couldn't help but shook his head and smiled.

Ren Jiu deserves it.

When he was young, in order to get rich, he deliberately caused a fire accident with his own hands.

He trapped his wife and children in his home and burned them to death.

Although he later took this opportunity to make a fortune.

However, I have been feeling guilty for so many years.

Often in the middle of the night, he would dream of his wife and children wailing to him in a sea of ​​fire.

Whenever I think of it, I can't sleep at night.

I haven't had a good night's sleep in years.

I was originally very happy thinking that I still had two capable sons to rely on.

But he didn't expect that someone had already had evil intentions and was hoping that he would die soon so that he could inherit the family business.

The other one is a little filial, but not much.

After his death, he was actually turned into a bloody corpse.

His soul will never be able to enter reincarnation for the rest of his life, and can only suffer the pain of being burned by the sun's fire and cleansed by the cold wind in this world.

"Perhaps this is what they call retribution!"

Lin Mo sighed, and began to agree with the theory of cause and effect.

As for the secrets about Fengmen Village and the Thirteen Ghost Gates, Duanmu Ji didn't remember many of them.

Lin Mo only saw that the other party's temperament had changed drastically after he went in and came out.

He was particularly obsessed with the forbidden techniques brought out from there.

In fact, if that hadn’t happened.

If it weren't for this incident, he might have been able to become an elder in Maoshan Sect and enjoy honor.

It's a pity that fate has its way with people!