Inside Tsukiyama and Tomita Maru.
During the day, the farmers worked hard to farm. When they returned to their homes, it was filled with laughter and expectations for the future.
This was naturally because of Wu Ming's policies. He also ordered them to use money to buy farming tools and distribute them. He even lent enough food to last until the autumn harvest, but only charged 10% interest!
With so many things done, Wu Ming was naturally respected and loved. He, who had the Heavenly Eye, could even see that the luck of the people had stabilized. This was a sign that the people's hearts were set!
Of course, as the price, money was spent like water, but Wu Ming did not even frown.
When cleaning up Tomita Maru, he found Shutendoji's secret vault and found the equivalent of 10,000 strings of coins.
With this, no matter how much he squandered, the reserves were enough.
In fact, the accumulated armor, samurai swords, spears, bamboo bows, and so on were more than enough to arm 500 people!
This was naturally not something that Tomita Maru's people could accumulate, but the original wealth of the monsters! Because it was easy to obtain, Wu Ming did not feel the pinch when using it.
However, under the light, there must be shadows.
Behind Tsukiyama and Tomita Maru's cheerful attitude, there were many secrets hidden in the dark.
Wu Ming held the oil lamp and walked down the dungeon.
The house he lived in was naturally the original residence of Shutendoji and a large number of monsters. Although it was built magnificently, it was filled with the aura of Asura and ghosts. Even though it was purified, it still made people not dare to approach.
As a great monster, the residence of Shutendoji was naturally not so simple.
There was also a huge dungeon underground. In the past, women and children were imprisoned in it, but now, a large area was empty.
Around it, there were chopping boards, bloody swords, hair, clothes, and so on. It made people shudder when they saw it.
"Everyone, it's time for you to sacrifice yourselves!"
In the deepest part, there were a few samurai-looking spiders, who were imprisoned separately.
These people all had obvious characteristics — an astonishing murderous aura, a strong and stocky build, and because they were often in the company of monsters, their bodies were the most seriously contaminated by the power of monsters.
In the dim light, all of them had dark green eyes, like ghosts.
These warriors were naturally the ones that Wu Ming had deliberately captured. They were also the high-ranking members of the Earth Spiders that had been selected through screening.
If low-level people like Shota and Kenichi could be said to have been deceived or coerced, then these high-ranking people were willing to associate with the Demonic Ghost and even order it around.
"A god-like warrior … Do you want us to commit seppuku?"
A leader with green flames in his eyes chuckled. His face was filled with a special expression that was a combination of madness and tranquility. "Even if I become an evil spirit, I will still come to eat your flesh … Hehe …"
"Even the most basic rationality has been lost?"
Wu Ming opened the cell door and stepped out. The leader immediately let out a blood-curdling howl like a wild beast.
"Since when did you forget to revere the strong?"
The wooden clog stepped on the leader's face, almost burying his head into the soil. Wu Ming used more force to trample him unconscious, and then lifted him out.
Next to him was a place that looked like a slaughterhouse. Now, it had been modified into a large quiet room, with a stone table in the middle.
The tables on both sides were filled with bottles and jars, as well as earthen basins, pestles, and other tools specially used for pounding and grinding.
There were even several Talisman stickers on the surface of a few huge ceramic jars, flashing from time to time.
Wu Ming placed the head of the Earth Spider on the surface of the dark red stone table, which seemed to be soaked in blood. Then, he looked at the ceramic jars, his eyes flashing.
The Heavenly Designer Ring flashed, and a strange secret manual appeared in his hand.
The twisted characters on the surface of the secret manual, as well as the ferocious Yaksha pattern, were unusually conspicuous.
"Lunar Corpse Refining Method!"
Wu Ming murmured, reciting the name of this secret manual that he had obtained from the Zhou Clan's Warrior I.
This method was a secret technique of the Corpse Refining Sect. It could use the Netherworld Qi to refine corpses, turning them into puppets that were impervious to swords and spears, capable of flying in the sky and burrowing into the ground. It was successful in every endeavor. It was divided into five levels: Copper Corpse, Iron Corpse, Silver Corpse, Golden Corpse, and Flying Yaksha.
Of course, it was incomplete. Only the Silver Corpse was written, and Wu Ming did not spend any merit points to complete it.
However, although Wu Ming had obtained this method long ago, he had always put it on the shelf. On one hand, he had the fundamental method of the Yellow Court Yin Talisman Scripture, so he did not care about it. On the other hand, this method was harmful to the harmony of the world, and it was easy to attract criticism.
Of course, in the Japanese world, even if there was criticism, so what?
There were many warriors and witches who made deals with demons to obtain power, not to mention Onmyoji.
In this chaotic world, only power was the strong. Everything else was not worth mentioning!
As for the backlash brought about by harming the harmony of the world? He might have been worried before, but now that he was a Perfected Person, he could completely bear it. He could even purify this bit of resentment with a wave of his hand.
"These warriors are all contaminated with the power of demons. They are half human and half ghost, but they are not corpses, so there is no need to completely follow the Corpse Refining Method..."
Wu Ming looked at the little white mouse on the stone platform with some pity.
What he needed to do was to use the Moon Corpse Refining Method as a guide, transform this Corpse Refining Method into a Living Body Refining Method, and then use it together with the demonic power.
Of course, this was not easy, but he had the vision of a Perfected Person, and he had half of the Moon Corpse Refining Method as a reference. Finally, with the contribution of these little white mice, he should be able to figure out a general idea.
After this method came out, it was naturally for his subordinates to use.
"After all... I also have to increase the strength of my subordinates! Right now, there are only two Shota and Kenichi, it is really not enough... "
The corner of Wu Ming's mouth curled up into a smile. "It is a little difficult to have a large number of soldiers, so I will take the path of elite soldiers... In the future, how can my subordinates not have names like 'Four Heavenly Kings', 'Six Men Army', 'Seven Spears', and so on?"
Once a strong body and the use of demonic power were combined, it would definitely create a ghost-like warrior.
Perhaps it would be difficult for him to become a swordsman at the level of killing 1,000 people, but it would be easy for him to kill 10 people, 100 people, and so on. According to the customs of the Fusang Continent, he could also be given a title.
"Moreover... once the number is piled up, hundreds or thousands, forming an army, even Swordmaster Sword Saint can only turn around and leave when he sees it, right?"
Ever since he became a Perfected Person, Wu Ming felt that the progress of his cultivation had stagnated.
Of course, in reality, he was still improving every day. However, compared to the flying speed that he had when he used his luck, it was nothing. He was crawling like a snail, which gave Wu Ming the illusion that his cultivation had stagnated.
"Now that I have used up all my savings, I can only rely on external forces to increase my strength..."
In reality, he was very clear that becoming a Perfected Person at the age of less than twenty was almost against the rules in Daoism.
According to Wu Qing and the rumors he had heard, a cultivator who could become a Perfected Person before the age of fifty was already a peerless genius with overflowing talent. What else could he be dissatisfied with now?
There was no need to count on a Heavenly Master. Without external help, he would need at least sixty years of hard work!
"Currently, other than cultivating every day and accumulating strength day by day to strengthen his foundation, I can only quietly farm and derive the strengthening method..."
Wu Ming came before the big urn and waved his hand. The Talisman immediately fell down.
With a flash of white light, after the seal was broken, wisps of black gas emerged from the mouth of the urn, and the phantom of an evil ghost could even be seen. "Blood... I want to eat more human flesh!"
"Tsk! A dead demon still dares to cause trouble? "
Lightning flashed on Wu Ming's finger, instantly dispersing the black gas. He then reached into the urn and took out a piece of greenish-black flesh.
Green veins wriggled on the flesh, and it even beat like a heart, displaying a shocking life force.
"The flesh and blood I collected from killing Shutendoji and the large group of demonic ghosts are quite useful …" Su Chen muttered to himself.
He came to the side of the stone platform and casually made an opening on the unconscious leader's chest, then placed the piece of flesh on it.
"Gulp!"
The piece of flesh quickly absorbed the fresh blood. Suddenly, it wriggled and disappeared into the leader's chest.
Soon after, a layer of greenish-black blood vessels appeared from the heart and covered the entire body, causing the leader's face to look even more ferocious, like an evil ghost.
"It's time!"
Wu Ming's eyes narrowed. He dipped the brush into blood-red cinnabar and drew a talisman on the leader's body.
"Sizzle!"
When the cinnabar tip of the brush came into contact with the skin, it made a burning sound and even emitted white smoke.
Numerous black talismans appeared on the leader's body, as if they were branded onto him.
After carving a Talisman that represented control and obliteration on the leader's forehead, Wu Ming put down the brush and made a hand seal. All the Talisman lit up one by one.
"The moon illuminates the underworld, the aura of the Netherworld, demons and monsters, listen to my command, go!"
"Rumble!"
Wisps of black gas suddenly emerged and covered the leader's entire body.
"Creak! Creak! "
A bone-chilling sound kept coming from the stone platform.
The black smoke was as dense as liquid, but Wu Ming's eyes could barely see through it and he saw the strange changes inside.
Under the effects of the Demonic Ghost's power and the talismans, the leader's body grew taller once again. His skin cracked, but it was constantly mended.
The coldness in the stone room became more and more intense. After being forged by the aura of the Netherworld, the little white mouse's skin first showed a layer of rich bronze color, then turned green, with a hint of silver in the middle.
The silver became thicker and thicker, and finally, as if it had a life of its own, it kept spreading as if it wanted to cover all the skin.
But Wu Ming's face didn't show the slightest joy.
Suddenly, he waved his hand, and an invisible force enveloped the Silver Corpse and flew it into a black hole. The stone door automatically closed.
"Boom!"
With a muffled sound, Wu Ming's face was also gloomy. "I failed..."
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