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Yi Xin suddenly felt that Qiu Yihan was not easy to be fooled, originally he was, although he was only six years old, but he was able to become a fairy at the age of 16 and become the most powerful fairy... It was not just because of Jingshi Qinglian effect,

Aptitude, understanding...Ambition?

Becoming an immortal is not like becoming a Buddha. You need to be empty of all four things, but you must have a pure heart and few desires. However, there are also people who fight for power and profit among immortals. Some have ambitions before becoming immortals, and some are after becoming immortals. Qiu Yihan...

Qiu Yihan said: "You also have something to hide from me."

When Yi Xin heard this sentence suddenly, he almost froze his face, "Xiaoqiu..." His heart was fluctuating, and he didn't know what to say for a while.Having been with Qiu Yihan for such a long time, it is impossible to say that he has no feelings at all, but he has controlled his emotions very well. This feeling is only for Xiao Qiu Yihan. The empress Qiu Yihan is no longer the current him...

Of course, he certainly knows that he can’t be completely flawless. In fact, if he really wants to get to the bottom of the problem, there are still many flaws, but firstly, Qiu Yihan is not able to get to the bottom of it now, and secondly, even if Qiu Yihan does, he won’t understand How complicated and unbelievable he and his affairs are.Therefore, from the very beginning, he never worried about Qiu Yihan doubting his existence at all. He was beneficial to him, so Qiu Yihan was on guard. As long as he gave him a reason, based on his current situation, he would accept Yixin first. Yi Xin just gave him a reason...

Qiu Yihan glanced at him silently, not caring how much he was aroused by his own words, "I'm hungry."

"…………what?"

"I'm hungry."

"..."

Yi Xin naturally took out the glutinous rice wrapped with chicken and ham from the storage bag, and handed it to him. Qiu Yihan was not restrained, just took it and started eating. After watching him eat for a while, Yi Xin suddenly realized , surprised, "Wait a minute, are you hungry?"

Qiu Yihan took another bite, chewed it up and swallowed it, and then said flatly: "If you walk too many mountain roads, you will always be hungry."

Yi Xin twitched the corners of his mouth, he would never tell others, under Qiu Yihan's interruption, all his serious thoughts just now were gone, even though what they drank was porridge, but it's only been less than half an hour now ah dear~

Qiu Yihan ate the glutinous rice cleanly, completely in line with the word "hungry". In the end, he made a knot with his hands, took off his shoes, socks and outer shirt and climbed onto the bed to meditate. Before entering meditation, he said: "After three days The clansmen who went out are about to return, and the sacrificial ceremony is held underground, and the evil spirit is extremely heavy."

Yi Xin shivered, and said: "You must go?" People with unstable souls and only the soul of the most yang go to the place of yin and evil, and they will die at all.

Qiu Yihan didn't answer but said: "Beiying Clan's clan rules, those who violate it will be pierced with seven arrows."

Yi Xin sighed softly, and suddenly understood why Qiu Yihan, who hadn't digested his breakfast yet, wanted to eat that glutinous rice, after three days in samadhi, his body must be unbearably hungry when he woke up, "Okay, you enter samadhi first, and I'll help you. "

Qiu Yihan nodded and closed his eyes.

Yi Xin also climbed onto the bed, took out a pile of yellow talisman cinnabar pens from the storage bag, pulled a table by the bed, and began to think about how to deal with the evil spirit.

Ordinary spells can at most block the power for a while. Things like evil spirits are pervasive. If you only use spells, Qiu Yihan will die if he is not paying attention. And the advantage of spells is that they have great energy. The operation is simple and the duration is long - most of them, but... drawing amulets is a laborious task, and if you draw a long-lasting protective talisman like this by mistake, you can't be greedy for the little skill left in it, you must discard it. All the spells must be perfect.

Yixin thought about the way of drawing spells in his mind, and couldn't help but feel a little bit pained. He was originally a god, and he may have drawn charms millions of years ago, but after that, he either retreated or practiced, and he didn't need spells at all. Yes, people's memory is nothing more than a flick of a finger, but when he was practicing in the human world, he only drew pictures and did not move spells, and himself... how could a high school student be able to draw symbols? ←←

The more Yi Xin thinks about it, the more he feels that this is a big deal. If it doesn't work out, Qiu Yihan will be in trouble. At the same time, he is in trouble, and he will be in trouble. Who knows how long it will take for him to wear it back?What if Qiu Yihan is over and he can't go back?Not to mention the limitation of Qiankunshuo, just that damn light ball...

After much deliberation, Yi Xin felt that he had to work hard, and took out the rice paper from the storage bag. He decided to start practicing talismans. Anyway, it's better to hold Buddha's feet temporarily than to do nothing...

In the darker night, under the bright candlelight, one person concentrates on painting and drawing on the rice paper. The candlelight flickers, the eyelashes tremble, and the white and greasy side face is blurred by shadows. The only thing that is clear is the cinnabar on the table.Dazzling red.

After three days in meditation, Qiu Yihan opened his eyes and saw Yi Xin sitting on the bed with his back facing him, bowing his head and reading. The bed is not too high, and a five-year-old child can easily climb it. It may be higher than the height of ordinary chairs. Lower, Yixin has already drawn most of the talisman paper needed for the formation, but the only one that is placed in the eye of the formation——Qiu Yihan's heart, he has practiced it many times on the rice paper.

The brush strokes are light and smooth, and there must be no breaks in the middle. In a trance, Yi Xin couldn't help but think of the scene where she practiced calligraphy in the past, but at that time it was because of interest, but now it is for survival.

Yixin was very focused on drawing the talisman, and Qiu Yihan also restrained his breath and did not disturb Yixin. Tomorrow morning, after setting off firecrackers at the exits of the five altars on the ground, they will enter the underground altar before that time. Xuanwu should be a divine beast, but a few days ago The God of the North he saw didn't have any demonic energy, but he didn't have any immortal energy either. It was definitely not auspicious, and there was also that sinister energy...Qiu Yihan put his right hand on the pulse of his left hand, full of energy, There is only a faint discrepancy caused by the soul, and the training of the Northern Shadow Clan can really temper his soul. It is estimated that he no longer needs to worry about the incompatibility between the body and the soul during the exam in June.

Yixin practiced on the rice paper for a hundred times, finally spread out the talisman paper, hesitated for a moment, took out a knife, and slashed at his wrist, the blood dripping out meandering, was quickly caught in the inkstone, how useful it is for a cultivator Blood is used to draw talismans to solve the curse. Blood is the spirit of human beings. When the mana is not enough, it can be used to fill up the number. Yixin doesn't think that the mana he has recovered is enough for Qiu Yihan to last a day, maybe not even half a day, so he had to use it. Some god blood, his blood is a good thing!Grinning her teeth, Yi Xin quickly grabbed a brush and dipped in the blood cinnabar while the blood was still wet, and began to draw on the talisman paper.

God knows, in fact, he was quite afraid of pain. In order to avoid bleeding, he practiced on rice paper all afternoon.

Qiu Yihan stared at the meandering blood on his wrist, the wound on his hand gradually healed, but for some reason, Qiu Yihan suddenly had a desire to suck, blood...blood...sweet...no...blood...

Qiu Yihan frowned, he didn't understand why he had that impulsiveness, when his mind stagnated, his breath leaked out, Yixin realized that he was awake, and his writing didn't stop, he only did bloodletting once, if this time If he failed, he would have to cut him again. Of course, he didn't want to suffer like that, so he didn't notice Qiu Yihan's strangeness.

Bending the hook vertically, then pressing down, Yixin filled the entire yellow paper, and finally closed the pen. After chanting a few mantras, he folded the yellow paper into a small triangle, pulled out a red thread, and quickly weaved a Small bag, put the small triangle in, the red thread goes out...

"It's pretty." Yi Xin smacked her lips, overjoyed.This is the first high-end and atmospheric talisman he drew!Worth remembering =w=.

Qiu Yihan didn't quite understand where his joy came from, but his expression was very relaxed, and the little thoughts that had been aroused by the blood just now dissipated.

"Wear this talisman next to your body, as close to your chest as possible to protect your heart." Yixin said, picked up a stack of talisman papers next to it, and folded all the talisman papers with the same pattern on the stack into small triangles, "These words You don’t need to put it close to your body, you can either put it in the altar or put it in your arms. Anyway, don’t leave it for more than [-] feet. If it exceeds [-] feet, the effect will be reduced. Evil energy is no better than ghosts. Can't be careless balabala..."

Qiu Yihan listened carefully, and let Yixin stuff the talisman into his arms. After Yixin stuffed him with eight auxiliary talismans, he suddenly frowned, touched his chin, and said, "I still don't feel very good. Safe... What if you drop it in your pocket? Hmm...Xiao Qiu, do you have any needles and threads?" He thought for a while, and felt that needles and threads are more conservative, so he sewed the talisman paper into his clothes so that it would not fall off. up.

Yi Xin flipped through the storage bag and found that Shang Jishi didn't prepare needlework for them. "Do you know where there is a needle and thread/"

Qiu Yihan nodded, silently climbed out of the bed and put on his shoes, pulled out the drawer under the table diagonally facing the bed, and took out a small roll of thread and a needle inserted in it.

The thread is blue and black, just in line with the color of the clothes of the new disciples of the Beiying Clan. Yi Xin took the needle and felt that the children of the Beiying Clan are so virtuous and hardworking. But, Xiaoqiu's clothes are very durable, maybe because he helped him wash them with water skills?

Yi Xin got a needle, took off a small piece of cloth from the spare clothes in the storage bag—mostly belonging to Qiu Yihan, asked Qiu Yihan to take off the middle clothes, and sewed the talismans into the clothes one by one, except for the main clothes. The talisman should be close to the body, and the other eight are all sewn in.

It has to be said that although Yixin has patched clothes herself, the craftsmanship is really not forbidding. If the colors are not similar, the crooked stitches after the initial neatness are distorted like centipedes.Feeling a little embarrassed, Yixin patted on the clothes, and said in embarrassment: "Er... anyway, it's worn inside, so you can't see it from the outside."

Qiu Yihan took the clothes without any hesitation, carefully folded them and placed them on the bedside, her jet-black eyes were still so bright, there was no trace of dislike.Seeing this, Yi Xin couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but dislike himself, but fortunately the person who wore it didn't dislike it.

Turning off the lights early and closing eyes, Yixin was thinking about tomorrow's sacrifice, and the subtle disobedience and restraint couldn't stop rising from the bottom of her heart...

The Beiying clan is a power group in the gray area, and what they enshrine will definitely not be good stubble.

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Yi Xin (grinning)

Qiu Yihan holding back his breath: ...

←← My future will definitely not be so simple and stupid.