Science Fiction Paradise From The Paleolithic Age

"Uncle, there are people coming from Gezao Mountain! Uncle Master asked you to go there!" On this day, Yi and Si Wenzi were looking through classics in the scripture storage pavilion, and a young Taoist priest shouted outside the scripture storage pavilion.

"I'm looking for you, go get busy first! I've read almost all the classics here, and I don't need you for the time being!" Yi didn't raise his head, and waved away Si Wenzi who was beside him.

"Elder Immortal, take a look first, I'll go back as soon as I go!" Si Wenzi smiled wryly, stood up and saluted, and then exited the Scripture-Depository Pavilion.

To be honest, the Shangqing School has a lot of books, and there are some other books besides Taoism.

He has written down all these useful and useless things.

At the same time, he also used the genetic engine to continuously deduce the traps and talismans recorded in these books.

He wants to summarize all the knowledge in these books and make it his own.

Because these spells and talismans are a bit too old for him, many things are too restrictive, and casting spells is relatively cumbersome.

When you can't fight with people, you still have to chant spells for a long time, or open the altar before the battle, right?

Therefore, only by understanding the principles can we create something that suits us.

Yi closed the book in his hand, and walked out of the Sutra Pavilion!

He's going to find a quieter place to experiment with the results of his deduction!

At the northwest foot of Damao Peak in Maoshan, it is easy to drive the clouds here.

The reason why I chose this place is because of the pleasant scenery and the inaccessibility of people. Even if the experiment fails, it will not affect others.

Yi dropped his cloud head and landed beside a pool of water.

Looking around, he nodded in satisfaction.

The open space here is fairly open, so if I put in my strength, there shouldn't be too much noise.

Afterwards, without thinking too much, he began to experiment with the harvest of these days.

He gathered together a stone platform first, then flipped his hands and took out wolf hair and yellow paper, as well as cinnabar and inkstone.

He glanced at the pool next to him, then shook his head, turned his hand and took out another jug ​​of spirits.

Cinnabar is insoluble in water, so if you want to get a face-to-face sign, you must dissolve it in wine!

He first poured some wine into the inkstone, then added some cinnabar to it, and then evenly blended the two.

After finishing these, he spread the yellow paper on the stone platform, and picked up the red ink with some cinnabar on the wolf hair.

Holding the wolf hair in his hand, Yi Ping calmly circulated the true essence and magic power in his body.

The true essence protrudes through the finger and goes along the barrel of the pen, merging into the red ink on the nib.

The blood-red pen tip flashed a golden light, and he didn't hesitate at all, and the pen fell very smoothly.

The talisman head, talisman gall, and talisman feet are completed extremely quickly in his pen.

The golden glow on the cinnabar was fleeting, and a wind-controlling talisman appeared at the right moment.

Yi put down the wolf hair, took a look at the talisman on the stone platform, then activated the talisman with his true energy, and stuck it on his body.

In Yi's perception, the talismans on his body continuously emitted mana fluctuations. Then the wind picked up and his clothes fluttered.

As time went by, the wind around him became stronger and stronger, already faintly trying to lift him off the ground.

Yi relaxed his body and let the wind force act on him. His body gradually floated up, and at the same time, the wind was strong all over his body.

The soil and rocks on the ground were also swept up by the strong wind, and the flying sand and rocks were like monsters passing through the border!

Yi frowned, and took off the talisman on his body.

The movement caused by such a spell is quite loud, so it can only bluff people, it is useless to me!

He balled it up in disgust and threw it into the pool beside him.

This is the original talisman of the Shangqing School, and he just used his own method to draw it out.

There was no burning incense, praying, or chanting the appropriate mantra when drawing symbols.

Obviously he successfully omitted those cumbersome steps, and there is no problem with the power of the talisman.

Next, he will continue to experiment with the talisman he deduced to see how it works!

The same steps, but the drawing method of the talismans is different, and ten unfamiliar talismans soon appeared on the cloth table.

Heaven's punishment talisman, Yi's original offensive talisman.

The golden divine light on the talisman is introverted, flowing slowly without dissipating.

Without hesitation, Yi directly used mana to attract the talisman, and threw it far away!

An invisible wave of fatigue rises from a distance, and its momentum goes straight into the sky!

Yi looked up at the sky [waiting quietly for the talisman to take effect.

I saw that the weather that was originally a clear sky turned darker in an instant.

In the sky within tens of miles, the clouds began to gather slowly!

At this time, a middle-aged Taoist priest in a moon-white Taoist robe suddenly raised his head and frowned at the sky in the Shangqing sect.

"What's going on with the celestial phenomenon in Maoshan?"

"Huh? What's the matter, Brother Qiu Ming?" In front of the Sanqing Hall, Tong Wenzi, Chang Pingzi and Yun Yizi all looked at Tianchen.

They are also baffled, the weather was still clear just now, but it has changed!

"Someone is casting a spell!" The middle-aged Taoist priest named Qiu Mingzi closed his eyes and sensed it for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes and said.

"Casting a spell? How is it possible? Who can do a spell of this range?" Chang Pingzi frowned, looking puzzled.

"Junior brother! This is really possible! Have you forgotten who?" Yun Yizi gently stroked the short beard on his chin with his right hand, and said in a flat tone.

"You mean the Immortal Elder? No, he was still in the Sutra Pavilion just now... No good, go to the Sutra Pavilion first, don't destroy the Daozang!" Si Wenzi slapped his forehead, his face There was a panic, and then, ignoring other things, Yibu left here!

"Huh? What's wrong with Daoist Brother Si Wenzi? What kind of fairy?" Qiu Mingzi didn't understand, so he watched Si Wenzi leave, and asked the two people next to him suspiciously.

"This...it's a long story, let's go and see the situation first!" Chang Pingzi was also very anxious, Daozang was passed down from generation to generation by the ancestors, so there is no room for loss.

Although the other party is an immortal, he can't destroy Maoshan's inheritance!

He didn't expect this immortal to be so unreliable that he would cast spells in the Sutra Pavilion.

123 Chang Pingzi followed with a dark face.

"Let's go there too!" Yun Yizi felt helpless, patted Qiu Mingzi beside him, and then caught up with his junior brother.

Qiu Mingzi's eyes were full of doubts, thinking what happened to the three people in Maoshan? Although he was puzzled, he followed.

He wants to see what's going on, and if Maoshan is in trouble, he can help!

Soon the four of them arrived at the Scripture Depository Pavilion. Si Wenzi, who came here the first time, had searched through the Scripture Depository Pavilion, but couldn't find that person.

He summoned the disciple guarding the gate and asked, "Where did the one in the Sutra Pavilion go?".

"Report to Uncle Master, that... Immortal, left on a cloud!" The disciple guarding the gate recovered from the shock, and then Nuonuo said.

It turned out that when Yi Jiayun left, he saw it all in his eyes. For the sudden appearance of an immortal in his own sect, he was not relieved for a while!

"Which direction did he go?" Si Wenzi asked his disciple eagerly. He was so angry! You know that the immortal has left, and he is still standing here. I don't know if he is going to report, is it because he is a fool for cultivating Taoism!

Immortals have been legends since ancient times. Although each school and sect have their own methods of cultivation, they have never heard of anyone who has ascended to become an immortal, including the ancestors of various schools.

Although there are people with profound mana, they cannot achieve immortality!

Now that the immortal came to the world, he left before he had time to ask for advice. Could he not be in a hurry?