Chapter 148 Corpse Fire Demon Silkworm
It wasn't because Wu Yan didn't have enough concentration and wasn't calm when things happened, but what the multi-eyed old man said was too shocking. In this world, there is no such thing as being able to resurrect the dead. Even in the world of immortality, it is the same. Death is like a lamp going out. This is a law of nature, and the Tao cannot be changed. The monks in the world of cultivating immortals only have a few more opportunities than ordinary people. Through continuous practice, they strengthen their souls. After the physical body is destroyed, they have a chance to be reborn, but this does not mean resurrection from death.
The souls of mortals are very weak compared to monks. This is an indisputable fact. Therefore, when the mortal body dies, the soul also dissipates.
More than an hour ago, Wu Yan personally checked on the dead villagers in Wujiabao. Although their bodies were not injured, they indeed had no signs of life. Now, Duomu Taoist said that he has the ability to resurrect these dead villagers. No wonder Wu Yan was stunned and speechless.
However, Yun Hezi on the side came back to his senses at this time and looked at Wu Yan with complicated eyes. However, when he saw Wu Yan, he seemed to ignore his meaning. Yun Hezi's face could not help but turn green and red. However, this sentiment did not last long. Many times, Yun Hezi is a very sensible person who knows how to advance and retreat. In an instant, he had returned to his normal state, respectfully paid homage to Wu Yan, and said: "Senior Wu Yan, it was the junior's fault in the past. I hope that senior Wu can forgive the junior's ignorance based on his past kindness. Senior Duo's words are true, and this junior can testify. The grudge between you and the Rogue Cultivator Alliance is actually the result of Jiang Xekong's own actions, and has nothing to do with Senior Duo, who was also ordered by the Jiang family. I was confused due to the confusion of the Hu family, please forgive me, senior!"
Wu Yan was a little dismissive of Yun Hezi's words. However, after Yun Hezi was poisoned, he still acted so calm after hearing what Duomu Lao Dao explained to him, which indirectly shows that Duo Mu Lao Tao may really have this ability. Although he didn't know why the two of them had such confidence, Wu Yan wouldn't mind letting go of this grudge if the dead villagers could be resurrected.
"Okay, then I'll wait and see how Taoist Duomu can resurrect the dead. If this can be done, all the past grievances can be bought and sold. However, for my losses and the losses suffered by Wujiabao, you guys You have to give me a satisfactory explanation, right?"
"This is natural." Old Taoist Duomu's face was happy, and he asked again: "Fellow Taoist Wu, are we going to Wujiabao now?"
"Okay!" Wu Yan took the lead with his sword and soared into the sky. The old Taoist Duomu still took Yun Hezi with him and followed closely behind him in the boat-shaped magic weapon.
More than half an hour later, the three of them arrived at Wujiabao.
The place is still in ruins and a mess, not much different from more than two hours ago. However, the smoke and dust dissipated, and what surprised Wu Yan even more was that all the bodies were gone.
"Duo Mu, what do you say?" Wu Yan pointed downwards and shouted coldly at Duo Mu, an old man not far away.
The old Taoist Duomu seemed to have expected this to happen, and was not in a hurry. Instead, he stroked his beard and smiled and said: "Friend Wu, why should you be anxious? Please follow me."
Duomu Laodao drove the boat-shaped magical weapon towards a valley in Wujiashan to the west of Wujiabao, and he would arrive in a moment. The valley is not big, but it is hidden. Wu Yan has grown up in this mountain since he was a child, so he naturally knows this place. When he was young, he and his brothers and sisters often came here to play.
When he arrived here, Wu Yan was once again shocked by Duomu Lao Tao's strange methods. The corpses that disappeared from Wujiabao were all here, and they stood in rows with strange postures all over the valley.
If someone who doesn't know the truth suddenly steps into this place, they will be frightened to death by the weird situation here.
Wu Yan looked at Old Taoist Duomu with strange eyes. Old Taoist Duomu smiled bitterly, and then took out the belt that had been quietly revealed to Wu Yan before. He threw the belt into the air and cast a spell on the mouth of the bag.
A dazzling golden light emitted from the mouth of the leather bag, and then a buzzing sound suddenly came out of the leather bag. Then there were strange golden bugs the size of a thumb.
Wu Yan was startled, as the body-protecting sword and shield appeared and disappeared outside of him. Seeing Wu Yan's cautious performance, the multi-eyed old Taoist showed a hint of luck in his eyes. He immediately smiled wryly at himself, and then directed the golden insects with his spiritual consciousness to attack hundreds of people standing in the valley. The bodies flew away.
Seeing that the many eyes were not trying to attack him, Wu Yan smiled silently and looked at the insect carefully. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the golden bugs were actually flying scorpions the size of a thumb, with golden wings.
Wu Yan's heart moved, and he remembered what Tang Da said before. As soon as the multi-eyed old man appeared, he released a large number of golden-winged centipedes and killed all the Wujiabao villagers. Did they get it wrong? What is this multi-eyed old man doing?
Just when Wu Yan was puzzled, those golden-winged flying scorpions penetrated into the bodies of the villagers' corpses along their mouths and noses.
After finishing all this, Duomu Taoist walked towards Wu Yan, stopped three or four feet away from him, and said to Wu Yan: "Fellow Taoist Wu, in half an hour, wait for Pindao's golden wings to fly." If the scorpion swallows the golden-winged centipede larvae that Pindao planted in these people, these people will wake up. Alas, it is a pity that these golden-winged flying scorpions that Pindao worked hard to cultivate for several years will be useless. "
As Duomu Laodao said this, he sighed and shook his head in pain, complaining a lot. His words made Wu Yan's heart suddenly move, his face suddenly changed, and then returned to normal.
Wu Yan suddenly remembered the "Spirit Insects Book" he bought from An Yingying. When he saw the golden-winged flying scorpion just now, he was just shocked by the appearance of this group of flying scorpions, but did not think about other aspects. Duomu Laodao's complaints to him suddenly reminded him of a method of using spiritual insects to cultivate poisonous insects recorded in the "Spirit Insects Book".
The golden-winged flying scorpion and the golden-winged centipede are both recorded in the "Spirit Insects Book". The rankings are also very close, but they are quite far behind. The golden-winged flying scorpion ranks 132nd, and the golden-winged centipede ranks 135th. Whether it is toxicity or power, it seems that they cannot be compared with the top 100 spiritual insects. However, the Spirit Insects Book records a method of cultivating a poisonous insect called "Corpse Fire Demon Silkworm" ranked ninth.
This method is the vicious method that Duomu Laodao is using now.
The "Spirit Insects Catalogue" records that among the top ten spirit insects, five are highly poisonous spirit insects. These highly poisonous spirit insects ranked at the top are not born naturally, but some very low-ranked poisonous insects, which are generated by devouring each other in the cruel nature.
The "Golden Winged Centipede" larvae are planted in the body of a dying person, and cultivated for 49 days using a special method. After the "Golden Winged Centipede" larvae absorb enough human blood and corpse qi and grow into a mature body, the "Golden Winged Flying Scorpion" cultivated in the same way is also placed in the corpse mother nest, so that the two poisonous insects devour each other in the corpse mother nest. In the end, the poisonous insect that devours the other survives and forms a cocoon in the corpse mother nest. This is the larvae of the "Corpse Fire Demon Silkworm".
This old Taoist with many eyes is really vicious. I think he killed many ordinary mortals in order to cultivate that bag of mature Golden Winged Flying Scorpions.
Wu Yan looked deeply at the Taoist priest with many eyes, then turned around and looked at the villagers while stroking his chin.