This Taoist Master is too Frivolous-Chapter 343 - 236: Wordless Heavenly Book!

Chapter 343: Chapter 236: Wordless Heavenly Book!

The Trickster Sect’s supreme secret scripture[Wordless Heavenly Book], whoever obtains it can comprehend the mortal world and ascend to become an immortal!

If other martial world people heard this sentence, their minds would surely be shaken.

However, Xu Yang’s face remained calm.

Ascend to immortality?

Our Jingming Sect’s[Divine Ascension Scripture]can also ascend to immortality, and there is the precedent of “Heavenly Master Xu”. However, in so many years of the Jingming Sect, who has achieved immortality?

The effect of Daoist Arts depends on one’s own cultivation.

Anyway, he had no intention of killing Guan Yun, just a flicker of his mind and luring him into a dream was enough. freeweɓnovel.cøm

Thud.

Guan Yun fell to the ground and started snoring loudly in his sleep.

Xu Yang looked at the painting scroll on the ground and said, “So the little girl’s soul was sealed inside this painting. No wonder she couldn’t be summoned back. Alright Ma Long, let’s head back.”

Ma Long pointed at Guan Yun on the ground and asked, “What about him?”

“Don’t worry about him. Once he wakes up, he’ll forget what just happened.”

Xu Yang’s primordial spirit moved, turning into a warm breeze, rolling up the painting scroll on the ground and flying out of the hotel room, landing in the funeral shop in the blink of an eye. His primordial spirit returned to his body, and his eyes slowly opened.

About ten seconds later, another gust of Yin wind came and entered Ma Long’s forehead.

Ma Long slowly opened his eyes, his face full of curiosity, “Old Xu, what Daoist skill is that? It’s so powerful that it can kill people in their dreams and erase their memories?”

“By the way, how did you know that the little girl’s soul was sealed inside the painting?”

Xu Yang smiled, “This technique is called Dream Creation Skill, a kind of mental secret skill. I got it from the Demon King on Helan Mountain. As long as your spiritual power is strong enough, you can draw people into dreams and kill them in their dreams.”

“As for the little girl’s soul… I found out from Guan Yun’s dream.”

Ma Long continued, “Is Guan Yun the guy who was just begging for mercy like a dog? How did you know his name?”

“Since I lured him into the dream, I naturally learned his name from his dream.”

Xu Yang saw Ma Long rubbing his hands, hesitating to speak, and immediately understood his thoughts, smiling as he asked, “What do you think? Do you want to learn it? Your path is cultivating your Yin deity, and your spirit is different from ordinary people. This secret skill is most suitable for you.”

Ma Long was moved beyond words, almost kneeling down to Xu Yang.

He patted his chest vigorously, “Old Xu, good brother, I won’t say much more. In the future, if you need anything, just let me know!”

“Speaking of which… there is actually something that I need your help with.”

Xu Yang smiled, “After this Ghost Market affair is over, I want to go out and take a walk to see the beautiful mountains and rivers of our motherland. Let’s go together, shall we?”

Ma Long was even more touched!

My brother taught me his secret skill without expecting anything in return, and although he said he needed my help, he actually wanted to take me traveling!

He immediately nodded his head like a pecking chicken, agreeing repeatedly.

Xu Yang was overjoyed in his heart…

I heard that there are many fierce ghosts outside, and even in some areas, Ghost Realms have formed!

If I take Ma Long out for a walk, I will definitely be able to catch a lot of “fish”.

With a flicker of his mind, he transferred the cultivation method of “Dream Creation Skill” into Ma Long’s mind. Ma Long felt a surge of huge memory information coming into him, and immediately sat down cross-legged, immersing himself in understanding and practicing the skill.

Meanwhile, Xu Yang took out the painting scroll.

Unlike the painting scroll he obtained from Helan Mountain, this one was not a Yin Treasure. It could barely qualify as a Daoist artifact, a very crude one at that; it was probably made by Pang Sihua himself.

After all, he was a disciple of Trickster Sect, equipped with esoteric arts, so it’s not surprising that he could create such a thing.

There was also the “Little Gourd” from before, which was also a crude artifact, and its effects were somewhat similar to the Demon sealing bottle researched by the Supernatural Affairs Bureau.

Xu Yang held the scroll and flicked it open.

A soul flew out from it.

The soul looked exactly like the little girl, with a dull expression, floating hazily in mid-air.

The reason Guan Yun was so astonished when he saw Ma Long’s Yin deity earlier was that this was the true state of a person with only one soul and spirit!

If you only have one soul and spirit, you will naturally be in a state of confusion.

Xu Yang flicked his finger, and a gentle force waved out, sending the soul into the little girl’s body. Immediately after, the little girl lying on the ground amidst the candles heaved violently. She suddenly sat up, gasping for air with wide, frightened eyes as she looked around. Upon seeing Xu Yang, she called out “Master Xu”…

And then her head drooped, and she fainted once again.

Ma Xiaotiao quickly caught the little girl, anxiously asking, “Master, what’s wrong with her?”

“Don’t worry, she’s fine.”

Xu Yang said, “This is just a side effect of her soul being separated from her body for too long. Take her upstairs, and she’ll be fine after a nap.”

Ma Xiaotiao carried the little girl upstairs again.

He was about the same age as the little girl, and Xu Yang could tell… his disciple seemed to be fond of the little girl!

So he said with a smile, “I remember there is millet in the kitchen. Make her some porridge.”

Ma Xiaotiao went upstairs again.

He started making porridge, then ran down the stairs again, asking, “Master, I heard that people need chicken soup after a serious illness… should I make her some chicken soup?”

Xu Yang was surprised, “You know how to make soup?”

Ma Xiaotiao scratched the back of his head, a little embarrassed, “I can learn it online.”