Chapter 710 Moon Worship Teaching (7400 Supplement)

How terrifying is the power of the Nascent Soul?

With just one blow from the magic weapon, more than half of the entire Langhuan Jade Terrace was smashed down!

And the monster Zong under the Black Jade Seal turned into ashes without saying a word!

In the sky, dozens of Ancestors of Jiedan who stepped on the magic weapon and protected their body with streamer froze, with cold sweat oozing from their foreheads.

No matter if the Black Jade Seal hit any of them on the head just now, they would not be sure of their lives!

After seeing Patriarch Fang kill Zhixiu with one blow, they couldn't help shouting, "Patriarch is mighty!"

"Ghosts, ghosts, heretics... dare to come here to make a fool of yourself!"

"With the ancestors here, my countries in the far west are as stable as Mount Tai!"

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Aaron didn't bother to pay attention to these people's flattery, he just went up into the air indifferently, and said coldly: "Come out!"

The expressions of the other alchemy monks changed slightly.

Could it be...there are still cunning cultivators lurking around?

Just as they secretly communicated with the magic weapon and used the technique of spiritual eyes, white clouds suddenly fell from the sky.

Those were not snowflakes, but pieces of paper money the size of copper coins!

Among the paper money in the sky, a team of chariots and horses made entirely of paper came from the sky riding the black clouds.

The guards guarding the chariots and horses, the servants surrounded by them, the maids... are all paper figurines!

But in their expressions, there is the obedience and loyalty of living people...

The feeling of confusing life and death made every monk shudder.

"Paper Demon... This is the carriage frame of the Paper Demon... There must be a Paper Demon in the carriage!"

The female cultivator of Dan who spoke before exclaimed.

The so-called 'Paper Demon' is naturally the first mortal to comprehend the art of origami. Of course, it's up to the demon cultivator whether he recognizes it or not...

"This paper demon was originally just a mortal, and it's only been a few years? He can turn the old monster into a puppet... This, this is unreasonable!"

The other monks didn't know what it was like.

The strange spell brought by this blood moon is really an eye-opener!

Even... quite exciting!

After all, combat power is extremely fast, if it is really possible to live forever... then what else is there to say?

But the monks are old, treacherous and cunning, and they obviously understand that there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world... Therefore, although there are some who take the initiative to become demons, they are only a very small number.

Most of them are still on the sidelines.

"Cultivator Nascent Soul, it really is no small matter..."

The curtains of the carriage opened, revealing a pale young man with a sickly smile on his face: "I don't know if my ancestor would like to be my paper figurine?"

Aaron's expression remained the same: "You alone are no match for this old man... let those few come out!"

As soon as this remark came out, the expressions of many alchemy cultivators changed continuously, and there were still?

"As expected of the Nascent Soul old monster, he has extraordinary spiritual sense!"

An old voice sounded.

Next to the paper figurine convoy, there suddenly appeared a dirty old beggar, full of yellow and black teeth, disheveled and sparse hair, skinny and skinny, looking like he was about to die at any moment.

His body was covered with colorful small bags, and with a light tap at this time, all kinds of grotesque birds and beasts jumped out, circling around him like a guard.

"It's a beggar. This man practices the art of harvesting and cutting! He is good at the 'method of making animals' and has harmed many children in Huaguo! These monsters are made by him!"

A monk who formed alchemy said fearfully.

At the same time, with the tremors of the earth, two more terrifying figures rushed over.

One of them is a huge meat mountain, with countless faces emerging on the surface, which is the 'Mountain of Meat Demon' born after a monk who formed an alchemy became enchanted.

On the other side is a third-order monster, its body is like a mountain, and its hair is as sharp and straight as a sword. It is a black wolf monster!

At this time, a line of blood emerged from the lower abdomen of the black wolf monster, and then a pair of jade hands separated it, and a delicate beauty came out, and the huge wolf skin automatically shrunk, turning into a black cloak, falling On the shoulders of the beauty.

"Painted skin demon! This demon has the art of repairing painted skin... It is said that every time it peels off a piece of skin, it can completely obtain the opponent's cultivation level after wearing it! This third-level monster should be the 'Black Wolf King' of Heifeng Mountain ’, he was also murdered!”

An elder cultivator of alchemy sighed.

To be honest, if it weren't for the unpredictable life and death of worshiping the moon, not only would it be possible to obtain all kinds of weird secrets and scriptures... but also the possibility of becoming a blood demon, a flesh demon, and a bone demon, he might not be able to help but want to try It's a tricky method.

After all, a mortal can have the physique and mana of an alchemy monster by putting on a piece of human skin... This is simply too scary!

It's too destabilizing for monks like them!

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"Worshiping the Moon to teach the four great dharma kings, I have met Patriarch Fang and fellow practitioners!"

The woman saluted delicately and smiled.

"Worshiping the Moon Sect? Are you a deceitful cultivator who actually formed a sect?" Aaron's tone was indifferent, with no expression of joy or anger, but the expression of those alchemy cultivators changed drastically.

If these weird cultivators were to unite, these four Dharma kings alone would be able to wipe out any alchemy sect!

"This tricky cultivation method... the progress is really... amazing!"

More than one alchemy monk murmured in his heart.

"Ahem... that's right... I formed the Moon Worship Sect because I wanted to have a place to live in the far west." The paper demon said, "Ahem... I also ask fellow Taoists to give me a way out... Otherwise, it's not what we want to lose our lives."

Doing the most ruthless things and saying the most embarrassing things, this is him.

Aaron complained in his heart, and then he was also emotional.

'Unexpectedly... when mystery and cultivating immortals are combined, not only do not all of them turn into monsters, but instead give birth to strange vitality...This origami, animal making, painting skins and other techniques...can be regarded as broadening the boundaries of cultivating immortals, right? '

Worshiping the moon does not necessarily turn into monsters, and may also gain some benefits.

But when Aaron looked at the four great dharma kings, he knew that their paths were actually flawed, and if they wanted to cultivate, the price would be extremely high!

For example, that paper demon looks like he is dying, and his lifespan may not be as good as that of an ordinary mortal!

I am also ashamed to talk about longevity!

‘Perhaps at the later stage of cultivation, is it necessary to transfer the consciousness to the paper figurine? '

'But paper doesn't last long...'

"Haha... You deceitful cultivators want to negotiate terms with our orthodox monks. I wonder if your leader is here?" Aaron asked with a smile.

"Our leader's whereabouts are uncertain, maybe the next time he goes out of the mountain, he will be like a Nascent Soul!"

The Painted Skin Demon replied with a smile.

'Come on...you don't have a leader at all...If there is a nascent soul-level cultivator in the land of the extreme west, I won't know? '

Aaron rolled his eyes in his heart, but on the surface he said righteously: "My patriarch and the treacherous cultivator are inseparable! Kill!"

With one order, he directly ordered those alchemy cultivators to attack the four great dharma kings of the Moon Worship Sect.

"Hey... do you think you can fool the old man by making four avatars with origami?"

Aaron seemed to be confident: "Their real bodies are not here, as long as you understand their weird spells and don't touch taboos, they are just four difficult knots... Don't be intimidated! Their real bodies , one hundred and fifty miles to the southeast!"

Hearing these words, the expressions of the four great dharma kings of Baiyuejiao kept changing...