As soon as the Red-browed Ghost died, nothing was left except for his withered corpse. His unorthodox flying sword was refined by Chen Ang into molten iron. The two Red-browed Bugs, which were transformed from devils, were also refined to death. Only a handful of poisonous sand was left, but Chen Ang did not care about it at all. He was going to melt it with his corpse.
In the end, only a bag of treasures was left, which was still somewhat valuable.
The Red-browed Ghost was an unorthodox magic power, and the bag he refined was not big. It contained some gold and silver, as well as a cultivation method to supplement his family's cultivation. It seemed that most of the family's wealth was still left in their secluded cave abode.
Chen Ang pinched his fingers and calculated. Jingming was not finished yet. Besides, ever since Chen Ang and Jingming calculated, the doom of the Mountain-absorbing Twin Ghosts had been triggered in advance. Now that the Red-browed Ghost was dead, the bald ghost could not notice anything with the cover of the Heaven's Design. Chen Ang took out the cultivation method and slowly read it in his hand.
This was the unique mental cultivation method of an unorthodox loose immortal. It could be considered as having some skill, but it was incomplete. It seemed that Liu Tang did not obtain the second volume of this mental cultivation method, so he could only use the bits and pieces of other cultivation methods that he collected to fill in the gaps, turning a good unorthodox miscellaneous cultivation method into a body of evil mana.
Judging from this mental cultivation method, this unorthodox master seemed to have a careless personality. Naturally, the cultivation method passed down by this kind of rogue cultivator senior would not be as orderly as the inheritance of the famous sects and sects. Instead, it would be more like personal cultivation notes, filled with the author's personal feelings, feelings, and even essays.
The senior who had left the inheritance was even worse. He had mixed a large number of obscure and vague sentences and expressions into his cultivation method. It seemed that even his ability to express himself was problematic. He had even used the dialect of his hometown, and the words mixed with the local dialect took up a large portion of the space.
The most troublesome thing was that this was a secret book handed down from the Tang Dynasty. Many of the expressions contained ancient meanings. In addition, there was only half of the inheritance. Chen Ang could imagine Liu Tang's despair and madness when he read this book for a while.
The intelligence of cultivators was not low. Even if a pig reached the Itinerant Immortal Realm, it would still be a pig with cultivation.
However, intelligence had nothing to do with the ability to express himself. A secret book written by a highly intelligent old Qin cultivator from Guanzhong in the dialect of the Tang Dynasty was indeed no different from a heavenly book in the eyes of a Sichuan cultivator from the late Ming Dynasty.
"This is a tragedy caused by the language barrier!" Chen Ang looked at Liu Tang's annotation on the mental cultivation method. The confusion between the lines, a large number of fallacies and misunderstandings, together with the argot of the Taoist priests of the Tang Dynasty, and the evolution of the characters and meanings in the historical process, all showed that this once naive cultivator had been hurt when he was trying to decipher this cultivation note.
For a person like Chen Ang who had 18 degrees in humanities, was proficient in ancient Chinese culture and the secret inheritance of Taoism, and had an amazing IQ, this kind of thing was naturally straightforward and easy to understand. He could even use his extraordinary knowledge to complete the second half of the secret script that was lost at the end. The mystery and mystery would only be greater than the original text.
However, to the unorthodox sects that did not have any inheritance, this was an insurmountable moat.
"It seems that it is very difficult for a cultivator without inheritance in any world!" Chen Ang sighed and said, "This is actually a clear and clear cultivation method. If you encounter ancient characters, or Tianfu Tadpole Script, dragon chapter, phoenix seal script, tortoise pattern, bird inscription, or oracle bone, I'm afraid you are blind. With such a low understanding, it is no wonder you have entered the unorthodox path."
After reading this cultivation method, Chen Ang put it back into his hundred treasures pouch. He now realized why the orthodox Mystic Door had such high requirements for aptitude. You can't even understand the dragon chapter, phoenix seal script, tortoise pattern, bird inscription, and oracle bone, and you still want to cultivate Taoism? With such a low IQ, you might as well go down the mountain and become the champion!
There were also a lot of Taoist books and mantras found by the Red-browed Ghost Liu Tang in the comments of the cultivation method. Most of them were incomplete and mixed with magic and miscellaneous cultivation. There were even some unorthodox spells in the human world, such as the Soul Altar and Zhu You, which often required blood sacrifice of living souls. The most brilliant ones were just some of the scattered inheritance of the Wutai Sect. It was a little more brilliant than the Taoist Canon of Yang Talisman and Divine Talisman Scripture in the Taoist temple, but it was still unorthodox.
Chen Ang closed his eyes to rest and released the power of the Milky Way above his head to refine the Sun Essence Qi. At the same time, he pondered over the Demon Breaking Eternal Lamp Flame and continued to use his mana to refine it. The spiritual flame was tainted, but it became more spiritual. After being refined by Chen Ang's mana, its nature was enhanced. It seemed that there was a filthy stimulation that countered it, but it made its nature even more magical.
Four hours later, Chen Ang's mind moved. The crane feather that Chen Ang had refined in the Dawnfall Cave dozens of miles away fell from the sky and killed the bald-haired ghost.
At this moment, the bald-haired ghost had already broken the restriction and was preparing to commit murder. However, Monk Jingming was entangled by a cloud of black fog in the distance.
Female Immortal Meng, whose vitality was greatly injured, was unable to resist. She closed her eyes and waited for death. The white crane's right wing feather beside her lit up slightly and floated into the air. It was driven by Chen Ang who was far away in the Dusk Perch Temple and killed the villain instead.
The mana that was attached to the feather feather was insufficient after killing the bald-haired ghost. It exploded into a pile of feathers, and the mana turned into a sword Qi. It was invisible and colorless, and it secretly attacked the cloud of black fog, causing it to be severely injured. Jingming took the opportunity to suppress it, and he left after throwing a bronze ring.
Chen Ang's mind moved, and his body turned into a long rainbow. He stood at the entrance of the Dawnfall Cave. To people like him, dozens of miles of mountain road was just a matter of a thought. Monk Jingming, who was far away, was also wrapped in a ball of glazed flame. He dashed in front of Chen Ang.
Jingming shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Fortunately, Fellow Daoist was prepared, or I would have suffered a huge loss! I only thought that this was Young Lady Meng's predestined fate, but I didn't expect my predestined fate to be in it as well. I escaped the fire calamity of the Sea-filling Eye, but there was still this aftermath. I was entangled by my opponent and almost missed the important matter. "
"Your opponent doesn't look like a good person." Chen Ang smiled and said, "It just so happens that he was struck by my sword. He has my sword Qi on him. Why don't I take the opportunity to kill my way over and help you get rid of a problem?"
"You must not …" Jingming smiled bitterly and rejected him. "Although my junior brother has taken the evil path, he has not done anything evil. I still want to work hard to enlighten him. You must not send him to reincarnate. "
While the two of them were talking, the owner of the Dawnfall Cave finally packed up and rushed out.
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