My Taoist Companion is the White Wolf

Now Yunhong's mind has been filled with all kinds of thoughts, such as past life, present life, and immortality, all of which are left behind.

Don't get in the way of my scientific research.

He even imagined in a whimsical way, now that he is only in the foundation building stage, he can see human cells internally, and if he breaks through later, will he be able to further deconstruct the cells?

Right now he is stripping the aura, will he be able to strip the air in the future?

If it can be analyzed to the level of atomic particles, it is possible to truly realize hand rubbing nuclei/bombs.

No matter what level you are, unless you really realize the transformation of the species and are no longer carbon-based organisms, otherwise you will be overwhelmed by a nuclear bomb/bomb!

Under the immortals, I am invincible.

Just thinking about it, Yunhong couldn't help feeling a surge of emotion.

At this moment, he suddenly understood why Yuan Tiangang took a huge risk to reincarnate.

Perhaps what the other party has been pursuing is not simply longevity, but something deeper:

The possibilities are endless.

He wanted to see how far he could go with a mortal body?

Is it really possible to stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods?

A person's life may be very short, so how many times do we come again?

Times are developing and science is advancing. Diseases that could not be cured before can now be cured.So what about problems that couldn't be solved before?

The human body/body is small and fragile, and there are countless ills such as greed and jealousy, but they have skills that no creature in this world has:

Think, create, progress...

Yunhong took a deep breath and looked up at the distant sky, as if he saw a Taoist figure in the void.

You are really, really amazing.

With too many thoughts, the table couldn't fit at all, so Yunhong simply went to the yard, used spiritual power as a pen, and wrote directly in the void.

He split several spells according to the order of drawing, and made countless permutations and combinations and horizontal comparisons...

When the white-haired young man descended from the sky, he was surprised to find that a large transparent screen seemed to rise up in the small courtyard, and it was densely filled with various messy lines.

From time to time, Yunhong grabbed one of them and turned it over, or stretched his brows, and carefully put it aside; or sighed again and again, wiped it away, and returned the aura to dissipate in the air.

Yunhong quickly fell in love with this writing method, it was like magic, it was environmentally friendly and convenient...

The "blackboard" is as big as the heart.

He was so focused that he didn't even notice Ange's arrival.

It wasn't until the sun set in the west that the light in a place was blocked, and he turned around with a frown, and saw the guardian standing outside the defensive formation.

Not seeing each other for a few days, both of them were a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say for a while.

After staring at each other for a long time, Yunhong touched his nose, "Why didn't you make a sound?"

Ange glanced at the "big screen" beside him, "I'm afraid to disturb you."

After opening the mouth, it is much smoother to speak again.

Yun Hong said: "Have you figured it out?"

Even he himself didn't realize that there was a little more joy in his tone.

An Ge's eyelashes fluttered, "Maybe I can't reverse it right now, but I will try my best to adapt."

In the past few days, Tongguan told him a lot, and in the end thousands of words were turned into one sentence:

"The person you are looking for has long since died."

No matter how many times he reincarnates, he is no longer the Taoist who deceived heaven.

Even until the universe is destroyed, there is only that one.

This is both the most precious part of life and the most heartbreaking.

Ange was a little dazed.

If that person dies and everything in the past is gone with the wind, then what is his waiting for thousands of years?

The belief that had been supporting him all this time suddenly collapsed, and he suddenly lost his direction, not knowing where to go.

Later, Tongguan couldn't stand it anymore, saying that if you don't know what to do, go back first.

Yes, I am the probation officer.

The big demon made a promise, since he promised for a year, he couldn't miss a day.

Ange seemed to have caught something in the confusion, put aside all worries for the time being, and returned to Baishi Village.

Yunhong also knows that this kind of thing cannot be changed overnight.

If their situations were reversed, he couldn't even promise to do better than Ange.

"Ok."

He said.

An Ge's eyes suddenly lit up, as if the dying flames had been revived for the past few days.

He even couldn't help explaining: "I wanted to come back before, but there was something wrong with Tongguan, so I went to help."

Yunhong was taken aback, "No wonder I didn't reply to the messages I sent him a few days ago, what happened?"

Ange said, "Someone is trying to seize the house."

Take home?

Yunhong didn't expect the matter to be so serious, "Huh? Does that have anything to do with his previous probation officer?"

Ange said before that the evil way of seizing homes is not tolerated by heaven and shameless by the righteous way, and it was jointly attacked many years ago.The evil cultivators were almost wiped out, and the relevant materials and documents were also burned. There should be very few extant in the world.

But now one suddenly popped up, making people have to think about it.

Ange nodded, "Although there is no concrete evidence for the time being, Tongguan said it feels very familiar."

There are really too few people who can master many methods in modern society. Even if it is not the guardian of Tongguan, there must be a considerable connection between the two.

"How did that person get the method?" Yunhong paid more attention to this.

It can't be natural, can it?

The most important thing is to cut off the source.

Angle roughly explained the matter:

The person who tried to seize the house was called Wan Guangzong. He was imprisoned for rape, lost his job, lost his friends, and couldn't find a serious job after he got out of prison. He worked as a temporary worker at a gas station. Salary is low.

But not only did he not know how to repent, he also resented the society because of this.

After getting acquainted with a few local vagrants, Wan Guangzong joined a group. The members of the group are all social losers. Love pictures, and then delusional to be scrambled by Bai Fumei one day...

Once, a luxury car came to the gas station, and a pair of couples came down from above.

At that time, several staff members of the gas station were secretly envious, but Wan Guangzong stared at the lady's buttocks and chest.

Why?

That little boy wears a famous brand, drives a good car, and is so punctual!

I just played with a woman back then, and everything was ruined. How can he still be so beautiful?

Why?

These should be mine!

Wan Guangzong didn't tell anyone about these dirty thoughts.

But when he was lying on the dirty bed and swiping his phone at night, he suddenly received a message from a group member:

"Want to change your destiny?"

Who wouldn't? !

As a result, Wan Guangzong received a mysterious booklet the next day. It is said that as long as you follow the above method, you can transfer your soul into the other person's body, and then you can enjoy the other person's life logically.

Yunhong made a sound.

Changing the soul is indeed a loss.

There was a bit of contempt and disgust in An Ge's eyes, "Seizing the house requires the target's hair and blood, but the difference in class between the two sides is too great, there is no intersection at all, Wan Guangzong used a stupid method, and thus made the other party vigilant in advance. "

Yunhong was curious, "What stupid way?"

Ange said dumbly: "Pengci."

Yunhong: "..."

Not really that smart.

And because Wan Guangzong needed to get the opponent's blood and hair, he went up to fight directly after the opponent got off the car...

A stranger whose dress, words and deeds are completely out of line with the surrounding environment suddenly appeared and beat the owner of the car forcibly. Everything was too abnormal.

The victim called the police on the spot, but worried, he asked someone to check Wan Guangzong's background.

In the end, I saw, okay, I still have a criminal record!

become the focus of attention.

So a few days later, when the victim suddenly fell into a coma, relatives and friends immediately pointed their suspicion at Wan Guangzong...

After hearing the whole story of the incident, Yunhong didn't know whether to hate the evil Xiu who was operating in the dark or sympathize with him.

So that is to say, you can also pick and choose targets when you develop downlines, okay? :

With such a flawed IQ, not only will it fail, but it will also easily expose/expose yourself.

"Did anyone catch it?" Yunhong asked.

For ordinary people, it is really impossible to prevent things like house seizures. If it is not stopped in time, it will cause endless troubles when it spreads.

Down to the common people, up to the high officials and dignitaries, the other party can completely replace the identity of another person without knowing it, and after doing all the bad things, choose the next target to escape, what a terrible situation it will be.

An Ge shook his head, "The other party is very cunning, the account is stolen from others..."

The above also attaches great importance to this kind of incident, because once it spreads, it will not only be a problem in the practice world, but the entire normal society will be destroyed in one fell swoop.

So now we are investigating big data across the country, mobilizing private and official forces to search for other similar situations.

Yunhong felt relieved.

In terms of action power, it depends on the state apparatus, especially in modern society. As long as the top of a country is determined to do something, it will be possible.

The two talked for a while, and seemed to have regained their previous comfortable atmosphere. Then An Ge turned his gaze to Yun Hong's bare arm, "Are you injured?"

A part of the boss's sleeve is missing, and the scorched marks on the fracture are obvious.

"Ah, this." Yunhong just remembered that he forgot to change his clothes, "I did a little experiment..."

Since formally cultivating immortality, he seems to have paid less and less attention to dressing.

But then again, with his current appearance, even wearing a torn sack is still very fairy-like.

It's shitty, but it's true...

"Experiment?" Anger approached the graphic analysis he wrote, his eyes brightened, "Is this a spell and a magic circle?"

He had never seen anyone dismantle the established spell formation like this.

Yunhong was also feeling miserable, and couldn't wait to find someone who had a common language to share his thoughts with.

But before he could speak, he received a call from Huayang.

The voice on the other side gritted his teeth in a weak voice, "What kind of medicine did you give me?"

After getting the medicine, he really regarded it as a treasure, and strictly followed Yunhong's request that night, taking it while taking a bath.

Then things went in an unexpected direction:

Before he finished washing his head, he felt a stomach ache. The menacing attack was unstoppable, so he rushed to squat in the pit, thinking that Xiaohong was quite considerate.

Unexpectedly, squatting and squatting felt something wrong. When I lowered my head, I found that I seemed to have just jumped out of a pile of asphalt. Every part of my body was covered with a layer of black and smelly sludge.

That's when he broke down.

I'm dirty!

I am not clean!

I stumbled back to the shower, just put on the shower gel, and before I could rub the bubbles, my stomach started growling again...

However, this is just the beginning.

According to her sister-in-law, when she picked up her son from the hobby class and went home, she felt hot eyes as soon as she entered the door.

I don't know where the stench came from, and the tears of the two mothers were smoked out.

The child retched while crying, "Mom, did the toilet explode?"

After trying to appease her collapsed son, Huayang's daughter-in-law found the source of the smell through tears. When she looked up, she saw her husband squatting on the toilet covered in sludge, holding the trash can in his arms and throwing up...

For a moment, she suspected that what she saw was not her husband sharing the same bed, but a husky that had just jumped out of a cesspit.

Huayang complained tearfully over there, Yunhong was rolling on the ground laughing with his belly in his arms, and Ange also had a smile in his eyes, subconsciously turning into a wolf and standing between him and the table.

Even knowing that it is impossible for a cultivator at this stage to be harmed by wooden furniture, he still instinctively takes protective actions.

Hua Yang, who was kneeling on the ground and cleaning the toilet, let out a long sigh. He took a breath after opening the cotton ball that blocked his nose, and retched again, so he had to stuff it back full of humiliation.

"Your sister-in-law said that this house can't live anymore, she took her son to the hotel, and said when the house smelled, when will she come back..."