Outside Nanyang Prefecture, there is Qingluo Mountain. A hill completely covered with green vegetation.
There is a small spring waterfall on the mountainside.
Not far away, in the dense banyan forest, there is an abandoned Taoist temple hidden inside.
In the main hall of the Taoist temple stands a mutilated statue with a broken head.
Painted patterns of gods and demons can be vaguely seen on the mottled and faded walls around it.
A strong man, two meters tall, with muscles all over his body and his skin twisted into weird lines, was sitting in the main hall.
A bonfire was lit in front of him. Next to it is a smashed altar table.
At this moment, the big man was using wood from the altar to light a fire and slowly roasting a two-hundred-jin wild boar.
He didn't use a knife, he could easily cut through the skin and flesh with his fingers and sprinkle the seasoning evenly.
When the skin is cooked, without caring about the scorching heat, he grabs the outer layer of cooked meat and stuffs it into his mouth, chewing it twice and swallowing it.
"Tu Shan, help me deal with Shangguan Ji."
"After this is done, I will lead my troops north to look for the Thousand Machine Token. The first one will be handed over to you first."
The middle-aged man with a Chinese character walked into the hall and spoke sharply.
"Chao Fang? Do you want to eat meat?" Tushan grabbed a ball of half-cooked meat with bloodshot eyes and handed it to Chao Fang, a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face.
Chao Fang smiled and shook his head: "I don't want to have my head crushed by you."
"What a pity..." Tu Shan stared at Chao Fang's head and stuffed the bloody pork into his mouth.
"When will we do it?"
Chao Fang raised the corners of his mouth: "Wait for my news."
…
In the year 641 of Daliang, on the third day of May, the weather became increasingly hot.
Chen Mu was wearing a sweatshirt that exposed her arms and was sitting under the octagonal pavilion.
There are seven or eight wooden barrels in the surrounding corners, filled with crystal ice cubes. The temperature of the entire pavilion could not help but drop by two or three degrees.
There was a wooden basin on the stone table, and a live fish with a small arm was jumping around in it.
Three weird syllables came out.
"Five ghosts move mountains!"
Five ghost paper figures appeared in front of him and immediately turned into five balls of black smoke.
Chen Mu's mouth immediately began to secrete saliva, and his eyes began to shine as he looked at the lively fish.
Buzz!
Black smoke flashed past, and the fish head disappeared immediately. The fracture was smooth, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade.
Black smoke billowed over the wooden basin, constantly trying to hit the remaining half of the fish.
Chen Mu gritted his teeth and stared at the black smoke.
Buzz!
The black smoke disappeared immediately.
Chen Mu gasped for air: "Sure enough, I can control the five ghosts."
Lock the soul, lock the soul, and lock the ghosts of the five ghosts.
"This is a chain put on the ghost paper man."
Calling up the gray wall, Chen Mu looked at the bottom entry.
Soul Locking Curse: 93/10000/Level 2;
"It's time to try ingesting the essence of the Three Treasures."
…
Shanglinfang.
Chen Mu changed his appearance and wore a gray gown. Shi Shiran walked into the quiet street.
The ghostly paper man floats into the willow tree beside the street. Check the vacant rooms along the street one by one.
After discovering that there were no signs of intrusion in his spare residence, he felt relieved and came to the old wooden house by the river.
Chen Mu climbed over the wall lightly and walked into the pavilion next to the pond.
Black smoke billowed, and the pavilion scattered with fallen leaves and dust was immediately swept clean.
"I don't know how many fish I have to swallow before it works."
The black smoke continued to billow, and black pottery jars appeared on the stone table in the middle.
There were all the baits he had prepared in advance.
Throw the bait, wait, the fish is drunk, and the five ghost bags move the drunk fish.
After going back and forth three or five times, the five ghost bag feeding shaft was filled up.
After cleaning up the messy stone table, Chen Mu quickly left and returned to Lin Hengfang's home.
…
The Five Ghost Bag itself eats meat, and the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Secret Method also eats meat.
The two are actually one stomach bag and two mouths.
The Five Ghosts of Yinhun are obviously more domineering.
In other words, during the refining process, the main body of the stomach bag limits its digestion and phagocytosis capabilities and strengthens its spatial storage capabilities.
After all, this is a space bag that contains a lot of mustard seeds.
Chen Mu put a partition under the feeding shaft to prevent the stomach bag from swallowing live fish. Chen Mu summoned five small paper figures and put them into the feeding shaft.
"Five ghosts move mountains!"
A large amount of saliva is secreted, and the hunger and desire to eat constantly impacts the brain.
As soon as the thought was released, five clouds of black smoke swirled down, swallowing up the live fish in the shaft in the blink of an eye.
Chen Mu tried his best to control the five ghosts. After a long while, the five ghosts disappeared. He carefully searched the space inside the bag.
A speck of red mist the size of a sesame seed drifted inside the shaft.
The mist was really thin, with only a faint shade of red.
If he hadn't used the Five Ghost Bag perspective to view it, he wouldn't have been able to find it at all.
"The efficiency of three animals and six animals is really not high." So there are a lot of live fish.
"It also has something to do with the level of the Soul Locking Curse." Chen Mu recalled the process just now. It felt like I was snatching food from Wuguibao's mouth.
If the level of the ghost-locking curse is low, you will have less energy to grab food, and naturally you will get less.
"So, the five ghost bags have always been eating the essence of the Three Treasures?" Chen Mu had a clear understanding.
"It's not just created for people, right?" After all, people have more essence of the Three Treasures.
"The Thousand Mountains Scripture is indeed a heretical scripture."
Chen Mu shrugged and didn't care.
As long as he doesn't lose his mind and becomes a murderer, the magical weapon will be evil.
…
On the Luo River, Chao Fang once again entered Nanyang Mansion on a cargo ship.
"Zongtai, how many of our people are coming in?"
"Twelve of our brothers are already in place. We work in groups of three and look for places to hide in all directions around the inner city."
"Each person brings ten elites, all of whom are in the Yi Marrow realm." Zongtai cupped his fists and said respectfully.
"Have all the twelve soul-stirring stakes been driven down?" Chao Fang asked solemnly.
"Nine shots have been taken."
"There are residents in the remaining three places. Our people have contacted the three families and are ready to buy the three houses at high prices."
"Very good. Spending more money won't arouse suspicion." Chao Fang nodded with satisfaction.
"When shall we take action?" Zongtai asked excitedly.
"Wait, wait for Shangguan Ji to deal with the Zhang family."
"Wait until the massacre will severely damage Shangguan Ji." Chao Fang said calmly.
"By the way, arrange a place for me."
"The time is approaching, I have to keep an eye on it from close range."
"yes!"
…
Eleven days later.
Nanyang Mansion, Lin Hengfang Chen's House.
The level of the Soul Locking Curse successfully broke through to the third level.
During the period of brushing up on proficiency, Chen Mu specially made a batch of secret medicine for nourishing medicine.
Several large tanks in the old house by the river came in handy again.
The seven large tanks are full of live fish. In addition to normal feeding, the herbalist's secret medicine is also added in proportion.
Live fish grow at a speed visible to the naked eye. He has a violent temper, great strength, and strong Qi and blood.
Chen Mu did not try it immediately, but continued to accumulate experience in the Ghost Locking Curse.
Twelve days later, the Ghost Locking Curse broke through and entered the fourth level.
The control over the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Curse is greatly increased. Chen Mu resisted the thought of taking the test and continued to scroll upward.
Daliang 641, the sixth day of June.
The Ghost Locking Curse finally reached the fourth level.
Chen Mu called out the gray wall and searched twice from top to bottom but couldn't find the ghost-locking curse.
As soon as my heart moved, the intention of the five ghosts to move the mountain and curse the gods came to my mind.
"It seems to be getting a little bigger."
"They actually merged into one?" Chen Mu was filled with surprise.
what is this? Plug-in or patch?
Chen Mu couldn't help but admire the man who created the secret method.
“I really dare to think and do it.”
"It seems that the Soul Locking Curse not only refines the essence, but also controls the five ghosts and perfects the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Curse."
"sharp!"
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