Liang Xingyang divided the collected bones into six piles, took a large amount of hair, mixed it with blood, grease, and eight kinds of bone powder, mixed it evenly, and then arranged it into a six-pointed formation, like a six-pointed star.
Lamps are placed between the piles of corpses, twelve in each pile, to correspond to the earthly branches and stir up the earthly evil spirits.
He sat in the center, with his hands formed in the bone seal, concentrating and silently reciting the White Bone True Mantra.
The meaning of the mantra is very simple, that is, the essence of a person is not the skin and flesh, but the bones. The bones are pure, the bones are clean, the bones are clean, and the bones last forever!
As his magic power activated, the originally silent night atmosphere quickly became tense, and the surroundings began to fall into dead silence. Even the sound of the wind disappeared, as if it was a sign of an imminent thunderstorm, and it became more and more dull.
After three times of incantation, Liang Xingyang changed his technique and began to condense his essence into invisible white bone palm prints and slapped them in all directions. The palm prints were shot into the pile of corpses. The first few palms were fine. Gradually, the lamp in front of the pile of corpses began to change color. , from orange to light green, and then from light green to dark green.
The Yin evil energy in the ground was aroused, and they all gathered inside the pile of corpses. Liang Xingyang practiced the authentic Xuanmen sect, and his true energy was as strong as that of Jindan Zhenren in the side sect. When the Yin energy came, it was a trickle at first, but in the blink of an eye it became Like a river, a flood surged in like the earth, pouring into the pile of corpses.
There are a total of 360 palms, and the seventy-two earth evil bone seals are executed five times. The palms are very fast at the beginning, and become slower and slower towards the end. By the last time, it takes a few seconds to slowly slap out a palm, and the palm force But it became more and more powerful, and it condensed directly into green palm prints and covered the pile of corpses.
After all the curses and seals were completed, Liang Xingyang stood up, stepped on the ground, bit all ten fingers in his mouth, dusted the blood around, and at the same time recited the Bone Rebirth Curse.
His blood was sprinkled into the sky, and the green flames on the seventy-two lamps shot up two to three meters high, followed by six piles of corpses. Green fires were also lit, and the flames came out from the gaps between the corpses. A thin layer wrapped all the corpses, and gradually the color changed from light to dark, and the flames became more and more intense.
Soon, the six corpse piles turned into six volcanoes, and the vast wilderness was reflected in green.
Liang Xingyang stood quietly in the middle of the fire, illuminated green from head to toe, like an emerald statue, motionless. Only from the fingertips of his hanging hands, blood occasionally dripped and sprinkled on the soil at his feet. .
As the flames burned stronger and stronger, the clothes, skin and flesh of the corpse turned into ashes, leaving only the skeleton. After a while, the remaining flesh and blood on the bones disappeared, and the bones became as white as jade, getting finer and denser as they burned.
Liang Xingyang took a girl's skeleton and a boy's skeleton, both of which were newly deceased. He put their bones together, put the two spines together, and spread the ribs left and right. Then he spread the yellow silk cloth prepared in advance. Okay, draw the talisman on it with the blood of your fingertips, and then place the bones on it. There is a skull in the chest and a skull on the top. Use the ribs as the banner surface and the long bones as the tassels. In one go, the White Bone Ghost Banner is ready.
He bumped the flag against the long handle, held it in his hand, and began to shake it slowly, making a seal with his right hand and chanting a mantra in his mouth.
The skeleton on the flag quickly came to life. It was still very unskilled at first. It slowly opened and closed its jaw, twisting left and right. Following Liang Xingyang's finger, it opened its mouth and sucked hard at a volcano of corpses. , the green fire on the mountain merged into one stream and was sucked into its mouth.
The green fire was sucked away, and the bone mountain collapsed. The jade-like bones instantly shattered and turned into white ashes.
There were at least nearly a hundred corpses in a mountain of corpses. It took no more than a meal before and after, leaving only white ash scattered in the soil.
Liang Xingyang held the flag and inhaled the ghost fires from four Bone Mountains one after another, and was about to collect the fifth one. Suddenly, three sword lights flew from the sky at high speed, one of which was the strongest and fastest. In an instant, it reached the sky, and loud shouts were heard: "White Bones" You demon thief, dare to practice evil in this Central Plains area!"
Then a sword light descended from the sky and killed Liang Xingyang.
Liang Xingyang also had some knowledge now, and could see that the person was from the Baiyang Sect. He had already experienced this sword technique of falling from the sky several times, so he released his Pure Yang Fairy Sword to meet it and blocked it in mid-air: "What's coming is... Friend of the Baiyang Sect? I am not a member of the White Bone Sect. I have other reasons for practicing the law here, which I will not elaborate on."
The man originally planned that this sword could kill the demon boy who practiced evil magic with living corpses, but he didn't expect that the other party also practiced flying swords, and the sword was righteous but not evil. Surprised, he then concluded that Liang Xingyang must be an orthodox disciple who fell into the evil way, so he wanted to capture him first, and then question him in detail. If he really had not done any serious evil, he would confiscate his flying sword and ask his teacher to come. Pick.
He saw that Liang Xingyang's flying sword was from the Jiulong Palace lineage. Jiulong Palace also started practicing sword energy. It said it was from the inside out. It was the authentic way of swordsmanship. It had disliked each other with the Baiyang Sect for thousands of years. This time Encountering a fallen disciple of Jiulong Palace, he happened to catch him and was embarrassed by his opponent's face.
He stirred up the golden elixir in his body, released a large amount of mana, and surged the light activated by the fairy sword, forcing the Pure Yang Sword downwards, directly towards Liang Xingyang himself.
Liang Xingyang made a gesture with one hand to control the sword. Seeing that the opponent not only did not sheath the sword, but instead pressed harder, he explained again: "I am Liang Tianbao, and I am friends with several people from the Baiyang Sect..."
"You have fallen into the devil's path. How can I, a disciple of the Baiyang Sect, associate with you again? Quickly capture him and inform your master to come and get him. Otherwise, if you continue to fight, the flying sword will have no eyes, and it will risk your life!"
After hearing this, Liang Xingyang couldn't help but feel angry. He was a person who didn't get angry easily. He was also the one who felt unhappy when he looked at the corpses everywhere. Now that he was being forced by the other party again and again, he couldn't bear his anger and didn't say another word. , the sword art in his hand was filled with true energy, and the light on the Pure Yang Sword became dazzling.
"Kakkakkak..." The two fairy swords were twisted together, making a crackling sound, and the light exploded continuously, and the light fell like rain.
The other party was in the golden elixir stage. He had just formed elixirs in the mountains not long ago. He had just climbed up a floor and looked up at the bottom of the sky. When he was full of energy, Liang Xingyang was in the elixir formation stage, the first level in the third level of pure yang elixir formation. In the realm, the realm is one level or three levels behind the comparison, but in terms of mana, it is not inferior to the opponent. The true energy in the Yanyue Furnace in the belly is endless, and it is injected into the Pure Yang Fairy Sword, even if it is simply pure. Yang Jian, who was trained day and night in the furnace, was enough to compete with the opponent. After absorbing the ancient divine weapon Xuantian Qingyang Sword, although his quality was limited by his own realm, he had not yet reached the level of perfection, but he no longer belonged to the The magic weapon of this world.
The two swords were twisted together, and after only a moment of fighting, the light of the attacker's sword began to dim. The man was shocked and unconvinced, so he hurriedly took out a magic weapon, a gourd. After opening it, a large amount of mist gurgled out. .
This is the magic weapon he refined on the basis of the spiritual mist barrier - the Qiankun Dust Mist Net. Very fine dust is added to it. The dust and mist are combined, water and soil are locked together, condensed into threads, and intertwined into a network. Once released, Covering the sky and the sun, a large piece of five-color thick fog fell down and covered Liang Xingyang inside. The rolling fog locked all sides and blocked the air. There were layers of large nets inside that tightened inward to capture Liang Xingyang!
