"What do you mean is that the golden corpse was stolen by that evil cultivator in the foreign land?" Mao Shanjian immediately understood Feng Bai's meaning.

"Not bad." Feng Bai nodded.

As the group said, they had already arrived at Maoshan School. Before Feng Bai could speak, A Guang and the others had already prepared the altar.

Feng Bai chased Yi Rou all the way, so he naturally knew his methods very well. Moreover, although Mao Shanjian was once powerful, he was already old and his strength was not as strong as before, so Feng Bai presided over this battle.

Feng Bai didn't say anything to refuse, so he lit up the incense and opened the altar.

Stepping on the foot of the Gang Step, dancing the long sword in your hand,

Talisman paper danced over the altar.

After a ceremony, Feng Bai put Yirou's black robe into a porcelain bowl and burned it into ashes with the Lihuo Talisman. Then he poured the ashes into a cinnabar porcelain plate, and worked evenly with a brush. Then he drew the talisman on a long-prepared doll.

This doll is made of ordinary wheat straw. After being sealed and talismans are painted, it seems that something will be added.

Putting it flat, Feng Bai took a step back, pinched his hands and muttered something. Suddenly, the doll stood up magically as Feng Bai's movements.

Alexander next to him looked shocked. They could see clearly that there was nothing next to the doll, so he stood up by himself.

"Hmph, look at it, this is just the beginning." Mao Shanjian snorted lightly and looked at Feng Bai casting spell without saying a word.

Feng Bai was not disturbed by the outside world's voice. As the words fell, the doll stood still. At the same time, Feng Bai turned over with one hand and appeared on his hand.

What he was going to perform this time was the Seven-Ninth Navy Destroyer, which was the secret technique that Uncle Jiu did not pass on. When he went to Taoist Simu last time, he heard that Uncle Jiu had deduced a first-level advanced version of the secret technique in this technique, and I don’t know what it looked like.

But now it is an important moment, and Feng Bai dares not think too much. He stabbed his head hard, and this time he stabbed his head.

The seven nails determine the head, limbs, chest, and three inches below the navel. The nails are used to restrict the enemy's movement, while the head, chest, and three inches below the navel are the positions of the person's upper, middle and lower dantians. These three places control the spirit and energy of a person. It can be said that as long as there is a problem in these three places, the person will basically be considered useless.

After one needle, the doll was shocked. Feng Bai didn't care about it and then several more needles were laid out.

On the other hand, Yi Rou, who was the subject of the surgery, was originally cultivating his body, but unexpectedly, his head suddenly hurt and his body was not under his control.

"I am controlled by someone!" Yi Rou can't understand this situation as a savior.

His face looked ugly, but there was no panic. Yirou stopped moving at first, held his breath, and then he tried harder, and he slowly moved. With the perspective of Feng Bai, he could clearly see that the doll's arm was synchronized with Yirou's movements.

"Do you still have to resist?" Feng Bai saw this and directly mobilized his air and pressed it on it. At the same time, the peach wood nail in his hand also wanted to nail it on.

After a stinging pain in his left hand, Yirou found that his right hand could not move, and immediately realized that his head and hands were sealed by the man.

But it doesn't matter, there are still feet. What are you drawing on the ground with your own center? Soon, there is a circle of formations on the ground.

Feng Bai saw Yi Rou, who was controlled by the puppet technique, still moving around, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He didn't expect that this guy's resistance was so strong.

Although he sighed in his heart, the fourth and fifth peach wood nails fell down, nailing Yirou's legs tightly.

The doll sat cross-legged on the table. Feng Bai wanted to pull it up, but it didn't move at all. Needless to say, this must be a competition with him with Rou.

However, whether the doll is standing or sitting has no effect on Feng Bai's casting, so Feng Bai stopped calculating after trying it out and found that he couldn't pull it up. At the same time, the speed on his hands was a little faster.

The sixth piece, the figure stagnated. Yi Rou from afar was already locked and unable to move. When he was under the sixth needle, his face suddenly turned red, and then a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the golden corpse in front of him.

The seventh one, Yi Rou's eyes turned white, and a burst of white smoke began to evaporate his body.

The doll Feng Bai is the same, and the white smoke is steaming. The sound of "stinging and thorning" also sounded.

"Not good!" Feng Bai knew something was wrong when he saw the white smoke simmering. He raised his hand and picked up the peach wood sword, danced a sword flower, and wiped it up in his hand. He saw a golden light lit up in the peach wood sword, muttering words in his mouth, and stepping on the soles of his feet at the rhythm. Finally, the wooden sword pointed at the doll, and saw that the white smoke began to decrease, and it seemed that it would be completely extinguished soon.

Seeing this, Feng Bai's face still had no joy. Sure enough, suddenly, thick smoke came out of the doll's body, and before Feng Bai could react, a fire broke out on the doll's body with a "wow" sound.

"What's wrong?" The people watching the side knew that things were not going well after seeing the form.

Feng Bai didn't answer them.

First recited the dew curse and put out the fire on the doll. Then he took a piece of talisman paper from the altar, then pinched a brush and drew a talisman.

He wrapped the doll in talisman paper and placed it flat on the altar. Then Feng Bai pinched a strange trick with both hands, and recited it silently in his mouth. Soon, the doll began to shake gently.

Yi Rou on the other end had already breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly he felt a cold hair standing up behind him. Before he could do anything, his pupils burst and covered with blood. Blood oozed out of his facial features, looking extremely terrifying.

He slowly took out a short dagger with a strange shape from his arms, and his expression was ferocious, "Do you have to force me to death?" After the words came, he did not hesitate at all, and he directly inserted the dagger into his heart.

Blood flowed down the dagger, passed through his body, and finally fell into the formation he had drawn before.

"boom!"

The doll could no longer withstand the battle between the two, and turned into a ball of flame, eventually burning into coke, leaving its body gone.

"How is it?" The person next to him looked at Feng Bai nervously.

"If I didn't respond correctly, the evil cultivator from outside the domain would be dead." Feng Bai breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it was only a short while, Feng Bai felt like he had been fighting with the people all day without sleep.

"Although he was killed by magic from the air, his body was still in our realm. He was a cultivator himself, and under the nourishment of the corpse-raising ground, he would probably turn into an extremely powerful zombie, so our affairs are not over now. Ah Long——"
Chapter completed!