The gods, humans and ghosts in heaven and earth are all scaly and feathery.
Living beings in the three realms are basically divided into the above ten categories.
Needless to say, the top five are of course unnecessary.
Insects refer to animals that do not have feathers, scales, or carapace, and generally refer to mortals. The "human" in front refers to practitioners, strangers, and other types with extraordinary powers.
The scales are scales, the hair is hair, the feathers are birds, and the shells are carapace.
Creatures have four births, of course oviparous and viviparous, and wet births are born in dark and moist places. Most ghosts and gods are born in metamorphosis, and they are in mature form when they are born, without going through childhood and maturity stages.
Tang Ping looked around with his magic eye.
Grass and trees cannot be distinguished unless they have transformed into spirits.
Ordinary animals can also tell the difference. Most creatures in the underworld are born from moisture. If you encounter those who are born from viviparous eggs, they are ghosts with strong heels.
After a long time, Tang Ping withdrew his Dharma Eyes.
This function is quite useful. You can use it to see other people's strengths and weaknesses in the future, which will make it easier to deal with them.
I often pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, so as not to be punished by others in the future.
Tang Ping looked around. The ghost grass was growing well, as were the blood vines and orchid. The twelve paper figures were hidden in the dark.
After all, paper figures are a small way. After cultivating to perfection, at most twelve paper figures can appear at the same time, and at most they can only protect three feet of land.
But enough is enough.
Next, you can break through to the next realm and gather a new underworld bond.
The current land can only support these spiritual herbs.
For the next underworld contract, if you can't find the land in the world, you can only conclude something else.
What makes the Underground Lord better than the priests of later generations is that he can control anything at will, regardless of type, including earth, wood, water, and even other things.
A few days later.
Ghost market, inside the shop.
"Mr. Gongsun, this belongs to Zuo Zongzi, and this belongs to you."
Tang Ping handed Gongsun a big package.
"So many?" Old Man Gongsun's eyes widened, wondering if this kid was going to rob.
"I planted a few more orchids, but I can't help it, they always survive so easily."
"Humph, just good luck."
Old Man Gongsun snorted coldly, "But you do have a talent for making medicine. It would be great if you were more diligent."
"Those words again, but did you promise to sell me the prescription?"
"impossible!"
Old man Gongsun was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and his fur suddenly exploded.
"Forget it, have you found out about the spell?"
"Go to Green Water Beach and find Centipede. Centipede has the technique. With your current reputation, he shouldn't dare to lie to you."
"Centipede? Can he see me?"
"Don't worry, he is the only centipede force."
Centipede is both a demon and a ghost. It practices the secret method of hundreds of ghosts, and its body is composed of various ghosts.
All the ghosts in Centipede's sphere of influence are himself.
"Okay, I have time to ask."
Tang Ping went out with last month's money.
There are less than two months until July 15th.
Tang Ping didn't want to move for the time being.
It’s another year of intense fighting between forces.
Perhaps the Pond God did this intentionally. Today you rob my territory, and tomorrow I will sneak attack on your spiritual field.
All kinds of fights continued.
Of course, they dare not touch the power of Tang Shen's family.
For example, the ghost market and Tang Ping who cooperated with the ghost market.
But he didn't want to get involved. He would just wait until he became stronger.
Tang Ping didn't know why, but by some strange coincidence, he turned back to look at old man Gongsun in the room, and his eyes closed again in an instant.
Seeing the scene in front of him, his body trembled.
"Oviparous, human, feather insect..."
What a complicated bloodline...
More importantly, strength is the wandering god.
On the same level as the Black Wood Ghost Centipedes.
how so?
Tang Ping couldn't figure it out.
After Tang Ping left, old man Gongsun coughed several more times.
"time is limited……"
Old man Gongsun looked at Tang Ping's leaving figure thoughtfully. He must find an heir for what he has learned.
Tang Ping is good, but his character needs to be tested.
See if you can accept your own karma, and if you can't take revenge in the future, if you can take over this burden.
If you really can't find a place to bury the inheritance, wait for the next person.
With Tang Ping's character, I'm afraid he wouldn't do such a bitter thing.
"The first time in a hundred years, and also the last time, dormant for a hundred years, success or failure depends on this..."
The sharp light in Old Boss Gongsun's head slowly faded away.
…
"Feathered Man..."
On the road, Tang Ping looked like a cheetah, and the branches parted automatically.
His mind had already drifted far away.
Yu people are mostly in the southwest and west.
It is said that one can reach the ancient Shu Kingdom through the hills and bad water. The leader of the country is named Cancong, and he is a three-eyed feathered man.
The three-eyed Yuren and the Zongmu people were the ruling class of ancient Shu.
The country was founded 45,000 years ago and is not inhabited by the Central Plains.
Because of the mystery, there are often imitations of the ancient Shu Kingdom in the ghost market, such as bronze trees, silkworm masks, and eight-sided bronze spears.
Could it be that old man Gongsun came from ancient Shu?
Judging from his name and lineage, it might be true.
So what are their intentions, and what is their relationship with the hostile forces of Zuo Family and Tang Shen in the southwest?
"It's interesting, let's see how you perform."
On the way back, Tang Ping went for a walk.
Ghost, ghost, metamorphosis, metamorphosis, wet rebirth...
There are many ghosts, and the number increases year after year, but not many are capable.
Under the banyan tree.
Tang Ping returned to the cabin.
"Quack!" The frog jumped in excitedly.
"Okay, you have some too."
I felt the storage bag in my heart and poured out a pile of debris.
"Twenty-one thousand copper coins. Two bottles of Orchid Dew, fifty ghost grasses, and three bottles of Blood Vine Liquid. This is the entire property."
The frog jumped on the pile of copper coins, his eyes were shining, and he didn't know who he learned from.
"More than 20,000 yuan can almost buy a spell. It's really impossible to use magic weapons to make up for it."
In the low-end realm, magical attainments are generally not very high, and most magic weapons are used to make up for the lack of combat power.
Two months later.
July 15th.
The sky is covered with blood clouds, communicating with the mysterious world.
"Woooooooo..."
Ghosts cry and wolves howl! Ghosts and gods rushed in like crazy.
In the earthly world, they still have a lot of fights.
The world of ghosts and monsters is so bloody.
Tang Ping looked at the sky without moving for a long time.
This is the third sacrifice.
The first two times the banyan tree grew.
This time Tang Ping knew how to let Mingqi absorb it at a fixed point.
The third time there were three complete animals, this time I tried it with land.
Three feet of Yin earth atmosphere vaguely formed a shape.
Come to Danshui Yang.
The wooden houses here are connected together, and there are twice as many as last year.
Tang Ping flew forward and transformed into the form of a tree god.
On the five-foot altar temple, the old priests in red clothes and tattooed faces danced.
The green smoke is floating and the dance in the night is mysterious and strange.
The eulogies no longer only include Zhu Rong and Phoenix, but also include Hades and Tree Gods.
The lyrics are quite innovative.
The green smoke flutters, attracting the little monsters not far away.
No one was afraid.
Whizzing!
Sure enough, sacred thorns sprouted from the ground automatically, killing ghosts and monsters.
Wow!
The gods came riding the black mist, spanning life and death.
The offerings flew up into the sky and into the mist.
Tang Ping visualized the Maotu Deed.
Cattle, sheep, pigs, and other animals are all absorbed.
boom!
During his induction, the atmosphere of the three feet of underworld suddenly gathered and formed a long yellow snake.
The head and horns are majestic and majestic.
Like a dragon without legs, like a snake or a python.
The ancients said: "There is a native uncle underground who guards the door and has nine curves in his body."
This is a Tubo snake!
