Chapter 167: Daming Mansion Lineage

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Zhao Fan was in Feng Zicheng's car. The power of Longyang Pill floated on his fingertips and turned into firelight. With this illumination, his vision was extremely clear. He carefully searched every position, including the gaps between the chairs and under the footrests. Don't let it go either.

Feng Qingcheng, on the other hand, was waiting outside the car in the mist.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Fan finally came out. He held two red hairs in his other hand, examined them for a moment, then discarded one of them and wrapped the other one between his little fingers like a treasure.

"Hair?" Feng Qingcheng asked doubtfully, "Brother Fan, what is the use of this?"

"Whether tonight goes well or not may all depend on it." Zhao Fan waved his hand confidently and said, "Let's go up the mountain without further ado."

Feng Qingcheng followed behind. When she attacked the Yue family, she had witnessed the opponent using grass ash balls mixed with stones and urine to break the formation. This ordinary hair would probably perform miracles like that in his hands!

In fact, the one Zhao Fan threw away had no hair follicles and was of no use to Dao Xingshen's goal. And the red hair wrapped around his little finger is Feng Zicheng's hair, and it still has hair follicles!

A hair can trace it to its source.

You can also use the "Signing Technique" in the "Gongshu Book".

When Zhao Fan twisted his fingers around the red hair, he had already found the approximate location of the owner of the hair, which was in the Xiaowuling Mountain in front of him, which meant that he had not failed in his trip. As for the art of giving orders, it must be used at the critical moment, catching Feng Zicheng off guard!



There is a temple on the top of Xiaowuling Mountain called Wuling Temple.

It is said that Taoist Feng in Langfang City practiced Taoism here. His hair was not dyed, but he washed his hair with rooster blood every ten days. This habit has lasted for twenty years. He became a disciple. It started at the beginning.

In the center of the Taoist temple, there is a dry well.

At this time, Feng Zicheng locked the door, jumped down the well, and walked along the passage inside for more than ten meters. A stone door appeared in front of him. As he turned his hands, he grasped the peach wood Taoist sword hidden in his sleeves. Immediately after reciting a mantra, the stone door slowly floated upwards, making a hoarse and noisy sound as it rubbed against the stone wall.

But Feng Zicheng felt that this was the most beautiful melody in the world.

On the other side is a secret room of nearly forty square meters. Because the sealing is so good, the air is very dry.

He stepped inside, held the Taomu Dao Sword, and lit the five bronze oil lamps on the wall. In an instant, the five lights lit up, and the secret room was like daylight!

There is a shrine in front of the north wall, with an incense burner and three sticks of incense placed on it. Under the shrine, sitting cross-legged on a futon, is a withered skeleton attached to dry skin. He is wearing a yellow Taoist robe, a Taoist temple on his head, and his knees are flat. A rotten peach wood Taoist sword, and in his withered hands was a thread-bound booklet that exuded an ancient atmosphere.

Feng Zicheng stepped forward excitedly, knelt down towards the withered bones of the Taoist robe, and said piously: "Master Patriarch, I am your sixty-seventh generation disciple. Today, as indicated by the hexagram of the last life, I will send you The heart-corrupting fragrant soul prepared for our lineage of Daming Mansion has arrived. Although there has been a deviation, she has not been able to transform three times, but she has the ghost power of three transformations."

Damingfu is the old name of Beihe Province in ancient times.

What Feng Zicheng inherited was the Damingfu lineage of the Taoist sect. However, as early as three hundred years ago, due to a catastrophe, the name of the Damingfu lineage declined, and even the Taoist sect had judged this lineage to be lost.

What no one knows is that the lineage of Damingfu has been passed down silently to this day. There is only one reason why all the Taoist priests persisted. When the founder of the lineage was founded, he left his will and predicted the catastrophe seven hundred years later. The turning point for his resurrection was that he rescued and taught the secret technique to Xiang Xin Xianghun. The time was today, a thousand years later.

That secret technique is by no means a secret technique of ghost cultivation. It is actually the reversed technique of the Five Yangs.

When each generation of Taoist priests in the Daming Mansion died, they would dig out the Five Yang Hearts and replace them with the next generation. Based on this, all the Taoist priests from generation to generation had Five Yang Hearts. With the help of the Five Yangs technique, before that catastrophe, He was once very brilliant among the many lineages of Taoism.

After Feng Zicheng finished speaking, the booklet in Grandmaster's hand fell to the ground in vain.

When he picked it up, the withered bones of the Taoist robe sitting in front of him and the peach wood sword turned into powder and fell to the ground, leaving only the Taoist robe and Taoist crown.

"Master Patriarch, you can go with peace of mind. I will definitely restore the glory of Daming Mansion!" Feng Zicheng kowtowed solemnly.

Bang bang bang...

Eighteen ringings of the head, the ceremony is over.

Feng Zicheng put the thread-bound book into his arms, then stood up and pointed the five bronze lamps with his mahogany sword, then extinguished them. After he left the secret room, the stone door closed automatically.

"The Pure Yin Soul Bead that reverses the Five Yang Technique will soon be turned into my Dao Pill, and the ground red bone powder can help me reach the peak of the Dao Pill." When Feng Zicheng came up from the well, he hummed a tune and entered the bedroom.

In the Daming Mansion lineage, there has been no one who can condense the Tao Pill in the three hundred years after the catastrophe. Therefore, what he shoulders is the mission of the ancestor and the ancestors of the past generations, and it is also an opportunity for him to become stronger and famous in the Taoist sect!

After closing the door, he lit the candle and looked at the enchanting little fairy lying on the bed. He felt a burning sensation in his stomach and couldn't help but sigh: "The seventeenth princess of Xixia? I didn't bother to appreciate it at first. This is you." What she looked like in life... so beautiful."

Shi Qifu was in a coma. Normally, ghosts would not faint, but she practiced the reversal of the Five Yang Techniques. Even a child who had just entered Daming Mansion could pass the positive Five Yang Techniques. Yang Zhiju punishes her!

"A pink skull is just a skin." Feng Zicheng thought of his mission, closed his eyes and recited a desire-free spell. After a moment, the physiological reaction disappeared. He quickly came to the bedside and reached out to grab Shiqi's arm. The skin on the wrists was torn off fiercely without any pity or pity on the face!

Seventeen's clothes, along with the painted skin all over her body, fluttered and cracked like tissue paper, and she returned to the appearance of a pink skull.

Feng Zicheng brought the clothes and leather bag to his nose and sniffed it vigorously, "The fragrance...it smells so good. It is indeed a fragrant fragrance that destroys the heart and soul. No wonder so many evil masters were keen on it in the past. It's also a blessing that you met our ancestor." , only to avoid the catastrophe that no one can help. Now that I have been free for a thousand years, the cause and effect cycle, it is time to repay the kindness of the Daming Mansion and offer sacrifices."

He smelled it for a few more minutes, then threw Shiqi's clothes and skin bag on the ground as if he had lost interest. He raised his hand to find a fire charm on his body, made a hand gesture and threw it, and it quickly burned. Turn into ashes.

Feng Zicheng took off his shoes and got on the bed, lying next to Shi Qi. He held her right hand bone with his left hand, and picked up the book left by his ancestor with his right hand. He started to flip through it. Each page contained a sentence and an illustration. , records the detailed process of how to convert the Five Yin Soul Pearls through the Five Yang Secret Techniques and turn them into the Five Yang Dao Pills. The complexity is no less complicated than a child facing classical Chinese.

However, Feng Zicheng was picking at it word by word with gusto, while also rehearsing the diagrams in his mind.

After spending nearly twenty minutes, he had roughly mastered it. Only then did he realize that he was going to have sex with the Heart-Eating Xianghun. At that time, after the two became one, he used the Five Yang Technique, reverse three times and make six times, and then smash. Broken Head took the Five Yin Soul Beads.

"..." Feng Zicheng couldn't help but regret. If he had known this, he wouldn't have torn off the skin of Xianghun Xianghun. It was so difficult to do that with a skeleton!

He couldn't wait any longer to revive the Daming Mansion, so he bit the bullet and began to undress.

Just when the last item was left, a loud "boom" suddenly sounded outside, as if the Taoist temple door was shattered!

"At this critical moment, who wants to ruin my good deeds?"

Feng Zicheng was wary and hurriedly put on his clothes again. He first moved the pink skull under the bed, then grabbed the mahogany Taoist sword on the table, lifted the door latch and pushed open the door.

Feng Zicheng looked around and saw that the two Taoist temple doors with the yin and yang fish patterns on them were already broken to the ground.

And when a young man much younger than himself stepped on it, the coldness in his eyes sent chills down his spine like a literal ice arrow.

Feng Zicheng angrily raised his mahogany Taoist sword, pointed it at the intruder, and scolded him: "Why did you destroy my Taoist temple gate in the middle of the night?"

But I heard the other party reply: "My personal maid is lost. I heard from the folks who live in the village over there that she seems to have entered Xiaowuling Mountain, so I came here to take a walk."

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