The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 118: Snake Exorcism

"Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle!"

"You are so cunning that you installed the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle in an inconspicuous folding fan. It's only because you met me that you succeeded."

Shen Yuanliang was seen activating the third version of "Iron Shirt". A dark light appeared all over his body, a full foot thick, wrapping him tightly.

The cow-hair needles emitting a faint blue light sprayed onto Shen Yuanliang's body, making a "ding-dang-dang" sound, as if they were shot at steel.

"How is that possible? The rain of pear blossoms is useless against you."

"Is this the Iron Shirt? Is there really someone who has cultivated the Iron Shirt to this level?"

Looking at the incredible scene before him, Ouyang Ke suddenly collapsed. He was in a daze, with no light in his eyes. He knew that he was dead.

He has not yet fully enjoyed his wonderful life, and there are so many beauties waiting for him to pluck them. If he had known this day would come, he would have practiced martial arts well. Uncle, help!

“Just because you haven’t seen it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.”

The tender white fingers tapped on the dark light, making a thudding sound. Shen Yuanliang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, glanced at Ouyang Ke who was lying on the ground, and said nonchalantly.

By integrating the twelve levels of "Golden Bell Cover" practiced by Bodhidharma into "Iron Shirt", Shen Yuanliang is now invulnerable to swords and guns, and immune to water and fire. A mere hidden weapon is not worth mentioning.

"boom!"

Without saying anything else, Shen Yuanliang clenched his fist as big as a casserole and smashed Ouyang Ke's head into pieces, leaving red and white parts, and a headless corpse crawling on the ground.

[Ding! You killed the nephew of the Western Poison Ouyang Feng, the young master of the White Camel Villa, Ouyang Ke, and you have taken a portion of the blue luck! ]

"Brother Yuanliang."

Huang Rong, with a frightened face, rushed forward and looked Shen Yuanliang up and down. She was relieved to see that he was safe and sound.

Huang Rong then lay in Shen Yuanliang's arms, sniffing the masculine scent coming from her nose. It was quiet and peaceful, and her frown gradually relaxed.

"Is this the 'Secret Manual of Driving Away Snakes'? Is this the 'Toad Skill' of Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison?"

After cleaning, Shen Yuanliang followed the fine tradition and touched the corpse. He rummaged through Ouyang Ke's arms and pulled out two martial arts secret books filled with annotations, which was an unexpected surprise.

"Use one hundred thousand of your luck as the furnace fire and the Snake Driving Secret Book as the material, and refine it for me!"

In front of the messy tea stall, Shen Yuanliang summoned the bronze tripod in his mind and threw the still hot "Snake Driving Secret Book" he had just obtained into it.

A burst of colorful light flashed, and endless Taoist rhyme filled the entire tea stall. A lingering fairy sound sounded in his ears, and Shen Yuanliang wandered in the avenue of heaven and earth.

Various knowledge about snakes and how to raise and control snakes, etc. turned into golden characters all over the sky and gradually gathered into a thick book, with the three words "snake controlling technique" shining brightly.

Half an hour later, a brand new book on "Snake Controlling Techniques" appeared in front of Shen Yuanliang.

This is a spell, the beast taming among the hundred arts of cultivating immortals. Using one's own mental power as a trigger and various auxiliary means, one can tam all kinds of ferocious beasts, exotic beasts, and even divine beasts for one's own use.

However, Shen Yuanliang can only control and tame snakes with his "Snake Controlling Technique".

Thinking about the Tomb School's method of controlling bees, the ability of the five Shi brothers to control jackals, tigers and leopards, the divine eagle raised by Dugu Qiubai and so on, Shen Yuanliang will one day collect all the animal taming methods and master the art of animal taming.

At noon, beside the restored official road, Shen Yuanliang was leisurely drinking tea, his attention completely focused on the "Snake Controlling Technique" in front of him, with waves of insights flooding his mind from time to time.

Then he made some hand gestures and moved his lips slightly, and a special rhythm spread between heaven and earth.

I heard a rustling sound in the grass, and snakes of various shapes were crawling around with dull eyes, like puppets.

"Master, we found it." After one stick of incense, Dongmei, dressed in sky blue clothes and with a ponytail, came over with a white-haired old man and a half-grown child.

"Old man, please take a seat."

"Rong'er, serve the tea."

After helping the old man sit down, Shen Yuanliang gave instructions.

Beside the red fire, Huang Rong, dressed in goose yellow clothes, brewed tea smoothly. Even the tea foam left a special taste in her heart.

"Sir, is the Pusiqu snake you are looking for the one with golden skin and horns on its head?"

After gulping down a bowl of tea, the old man in his seventies, wearing a washed-out coarse cloth shirt, wiped the corners of his mouth and said tremblingly.

"Yes, that kind of snake!"

Putting down the coarse porcelain bowl in his hand, Shen Yuanliang nodded. A hint of joy flashed across his star-like eyes, and his heart also fell.

This time, Shen Yuanliang came all the way to Xiangyang City just to find the Bosuqu snake, and then perfect his innate supernatural power "dragon". Since it is related to the path, he can't help but be nervous.

After searching for several days without success, to be honest, Shen Yuanliang himself was unsure and a little depressed, fearing that unknown changes would occur due to the fusion of the worlds.

"I saw that kind of snake when I was young. There were dozens of hunters in our group, but I was the only one who survived."

"As fast as lightning, as fast as the wind, one bite from them will kill you, even gods can't save you."

Speaking of the Bosuqu snake, the old man recalled a scene thirty or forty years ago. His turbid eyes revealed a hint of fear and his pupils shrank sharply.

From this we can see how great a shadow the Bosuqu Snake brought to him. If it weren’t for his only grandson, alas.

"Master, this old man has only one request."

"Take in his only grandson, give him something to eat, and keep him alive."

Dongmei took over the conversation, fiddling with the orange fire.

In order to find the Bosuqu snake, Dongmei searched all the hunters within a hundred miles and asked them one by one. Finally, she got the exact information from the old man.

"Okay, I agree to this request."

Shen Yuanliang readily agreed to the old man's only request and did not refuse. It was only human nature!

The old man in front of me has almost lost all his teeth, and the candle of life is flickering, as if it will go out at any time. He only has a few days left to live, and no one can change that.

"Goudan, kneel down quickly and call me Master."

"From now on, the young master is your master. You have to do whatever he tells you to do."

Pulling the confused little grandson beside him and asking him to kneel down, the old man gave him many instructions and warnings, as if he was entrusting him with his final affairs.

"Don't worry, old man."

"Goudan will have a bright future if he studies and practices martial arts in the future."

Looking at Goudan, who was about ten years old, and the old man who was about to die, Shen Yuanliang sighed and said firmly.

Shen Yuanliang could understand the old man's love for his child. He did everything for the sake of survival. He didn't mind giving the old man a promise and hope.

(End of this chapter)