Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

There was a very heated discussion at the scene over the selection of fifteen candidates, but before the discussion could come to a conclusion, that green light appeared again.

Fifteen unlucky ghosts were skinned on the spot and melted into the stone wall, and then a cry for help and a cry for help rang out from the stone wall.

The carvings of the twenty Taoist boys are lifelike and their expressions are vivid.

Everyone looked strange, and many Qi Refining monks felt relieved. Now that they had gathered twenty human skins, their safety would be safe.

Among the twenty human skins, one came from Chi Chong's family, so Chi Chong's current expression is also ugly.

Mochou and others looked at each other and saw the horror deep in each other's eyes.

This gave them a feeling of despair.

"Enter the palace."

The old woman said calmly: "When we leave, we will find a way to rescue them."

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, so they had no choice but to walk towards the palace in silence, turning a blind eye to the plea for help on the wall.

The Qi Refining monks walking in front were trembling with fear, fearing that Chi Chong's inference was wrong. When they actually entered the Skinning Hall and there was no danger, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is……"

The Qi Refining monk at the front suddenly took a breath of cold air and saw two figures, one black and one white, sitting directly in front of the Skinning Hall.

But they are not living people, but paper figures, and the blush on their cheeks is bright and a little weird.

Just after they entered the hall, the two paper figures suddenly opened their eyes. The white paper figure showed a stiff smile, stood up and said:

"It turns out that a guest is here. Please take a seat."

The black paper man's eyes were cold, staring at everyone like a poisonous snake.

Wherever the Qi Refiners dared to sit, they all stepped aside to let the Foundation-Building Dan Yuanying and others behind them enter.

"Paper man? This...is the Taoist spirit enchantment technique, right?"

The four Nascent Souls stood at the door and dared not enter, staring at the two black and white paper figures with a hint of fear.

"Spiritual enchantment?"

Fang Chen looked strange. It turns out that the spirit enchantment technique can be used in this way. Are the two paper figures in front of him the tombkeepers specially made by the owner of the immortal tomb using the spirit enchantment technique and evil objects?

"Four of you, why don't you come in? You have already given me twenty human skins. We will not embarrass you."

The white paper man smiled at the four Nascent Souls.

But its eyes glanced at Fang Chen unconsciously. Perhaps others couldn't notice it, but Fang Chen was very alert.

"The way it looked at me was unusual."

Fang Chen's eyes moved slightly.

Speaking of which, he is also a disciple of the Taoist sect. Could it be because of this?

"May I ask if these two are the spiritual slaves of the tomb owner?"

The old woman spoke slowly.

The white paper man smiled and nodded slightly: "Yes, the master left us here to guard this place. After so many years, you are the first batch of strangers to come in. It has been a long time, right?

Otherwise, with your level of cultivation, it would be impossible for you to come in. Now that you have come, make peace with it. Everyone, please take a seat. "

It swept lightly, and many chairs suddenly appeared in the hall, enough for everyone present today.

But everyone still refused to sit down, even Zhuji and Jindan wanted to retreat.

This is the spiritual slave left by the owner of the Immortal Tomb. Its strength is...

"Everyone, if we want to harm you, we won't just accept twenty human skins just now. This is the rule set by the master.

Since you have given twenty human skins, you are qualified to come in and take a seat. Don’t you want to see what the master has left for you? "

The white paper man smiled.

Um! ?

Everyone's expressions seemed to make sense. If the other party really wanted to hurt them, why bother talking nonsense with them?

Could it be that the owner of the Immortal Tomb already knew that one day his tomb would be found, so he left some inheritance?

Thinking of this, many people showed a look of excitement on their faces.

"Please tell me your reasons directly so that we can sit down with peace of mind."

The old woman did not believe the other party's words easily, she still needed to make some trade-offs.

"The master left some inheritance. The two of us are responsible for guarding the first level. If any of you meet the requirements, you can obtain the skinning technique."

The man on white paper chuckled lightly: "This technique was extremely famous in the master's time. Many people would be frightened when they heard it and trembled when they saw it."

Skin peeling...

Everyone suddenly remembered the previous scene. It turned out that this was a kind of magic inheritance! ?

It's just that... this technique seems to have nothing special besides skinning and imprisoning people's souls.

"No, no, since it is a legacy left by a strong man, it must have its own uniqueness."

Some people's eyes already showed a hint of fire. It seemed that it was these two who had the final say as to who to inherit, not the four Nascent Souls.

A Qi Refining monk suddenly walked to the nearest stool and sat down, looking at the two paper figures with eager eyes.

Everyone weighed the pros and cons and finally took their seats one by one, including the four Nascent Souls.

In the end, there was only one person who never sat down, that was Fang Chen.

"Sit down too."

The white paper man looked at Fang Chen and smiled.

"No need, my legs and feet are not convenient, I can just stand and listen."

Fang Chen smiled.

"If this is the case, you may not be able to inherit the skinning technique."

The white paper man said softly.

"If you can't get it, then you can't get it. I have a low cultivation level. Being proficient in one or two techniques means that my ancestors burned high incense. I don't dare to expect anything else."

Fang Chen said calmly.

Someone was impatient and said to Fang Chen: "Everyone is sitting down. What do you mean by standing out from the crowd? Sit down quickly, and these two can start to choose who to hand over the inheritance to."

Fang Chen glanced at the other party, then sat on the ground and said to the white man:

"Your Excellency, let's get started. Just treat it as if I'm just watching the fun today."

The white paper man glanced at Fang Chen, then nodded slightly, and then a group of paper men walked out of the back hall.

These paper figures all look like maids and servants, holding copper plates in their hands. On each copper plate is a paper garment, which is a Taoist robe, and it seems to have three divine beasts tattooed on it.

"This is the Taoist robe left by the master. The master said that if anyone enters the Skinning Hall in the future and can wear the Taoist robe and hold on for an hour, he will be considered to be destined to do so, and he will be given the Skinning Technique."

The man with the white paper chuckled lightly: "You can make your own decision. The master has no intention of forcing you. You don't have to wear it."

Fang Chen was also brought a copper plate in front of him. He looked at the Taoist robe on it and had no intention of touching it.

He already has enough opportunities, and he has understood this truth since he was a child.

Sometimes if you don’t fight, you just fight.

Everyone looked at the paper clothes in front of them and felt a little unlucky. They looked like funerary objects.

Seeing that everyone was still reluctant to take action, the black and white paper man also looked indifferent, sitting on his seat and waiting quietly.

"The dead eggs fall into the sky!"

Chai Shun suddenly shouted low, and then put on the paper clothes in front of everyone. As soon as he put it on, he immediately felt a painful feeling coming from the bottom of his heart.

All kinds of emotions of joy, anger, sorrow and joy were flowing continuously, and all kinds of pasts appeared in his mind. Some of the pasts were obviously insignificant to him, but after wearing the paper clothes, these emotions were intensified a hundred times a thousand times.

Seeing Chai Shun crying and laughing sometimes, everyone's expressions became more and more strange, and they subconsciously looked at the two paper figures.

"He is just experiencing the seven emotions and six desires. If he can survive for an hour, he has entered the master's eyes."

The white-paper man smiled lightly: "There will be no danger to life. At most... it means that the Taoist heart is unstable."

Unstable Taoist mind?

These words made the guys who were originally interested freeze.