Doom Talisman

He Jing's homemade method of rubbing pills was very simple, but he never felt that there was anything wrong with it. Feng Yao's mention of the alchemy furnace made him suddenly enlightened, and he had some ideas.

Pill furnace is the standard equipment for alchemy smelting. He has been focusing on personal comprehension before, and did not rely too much on external conditions. "every article" threshold.

Let's talk about the trail on the side.That Qian Chengsheng was consistent in his words and deeds, saying that he didn't like to kill people, so he didn't kill him. The two people who followed him quickly ran back in disgrace, even though they looked embarrassed, they still cursed and vaguely said a few words, "Freak... I can't afford to offend...forget it...you can go out tomorrow..."

There was a lot of movement, and the rest of the people no longer dared to move at will.

"He Xiaoyou."

After resting, Mr. Hu came over to return the bowl with a smile, and praised: "This soup is really good, it reminds me of your grandfather's skills." He looked full of aftertaste, "And the vegetables in the soup are very delicious. , it seems to be better than those special offerings before the end of the world."

Most of the ingredients are semi-finished products, but because the wild vegetables dug up in the yard of Fengyang's hometown were added, the taste has been added.

It's just that He Jing didn't expect that Mr. Hu actually knew his grandfather.

He was a little curious: "Grandfather passed away before I was born, Mr. Hu has seen him?"

Mr. Hu nodded, looking like he was nostalgic for the golden years: "It's been about forty years. At that time, the reputation of the He family's state banquet was declining day by day, and the development in the capital was very sluggish. But the taste is really good, so good Wine is not afraid of deep alleys, I have eaten there by chance, and I never forget it, and friendship has formed after going back and forth. I heard Xiao Ke tell you about your family situation, and this is just right."

He Jing smiled slightly: "I heard from my father that my grandfather was a very arrogant person. After the family gradually declined, unless the guests hit it off, he seldom took the table in person."

Mr. Hu stroked a handful of white beard: "Your grandfather said he was pitiful to see me as a lonely Taoist priest, but he only cooked me some noodles and flat food to prevaricate. I have been traveling all year round, and I seldom return to Taoist temples. When I went to the capital again, I got an obituary. Your father was only a few years older than you at the time, and his arrogance remained undiminished.

He looked at He Jing: "He Xiaoyou's youth is better than blue, and Yuguang Formation is wonderful and gorgeous, which made us meet here. I said something rude to the Taoist earlier, but I didn't have any evil intentions in my heart."

"I understand." He Jing paused, "The Yuguang Formation's chance to trigger the secret realm was beyond my expectation and control. But Mr. Hu should know that the secret realm will open tomorrow, and everyone can go out."

Mr. Hu's smile became a little embarrassed: "Taoism is natural, and I can see the place where immortals live. This old man has something in his heart."

"It's human nature." He Jing didn't hide anything, and said slowly, "I also have something to ask for."

The two parties reached an agreement, and after a dozen people made simple preparations, they planned to act.

Not to mention, although misfortune and good fortune are unpredictable and the road ahead is uncertain, Qin Ke just couldn't hold back his excitement.After forcing himself to look at the silent stone statue several times, he slowly calmed down.

He asked a little anxiously: "God He, did you discuss with my third uncle and come up with a solution? It's something evil here."

He Jing glanced at him: "Didn't it mean that there was a scent of incense? If you want the gods in the temple to help people get what they want, sincerity is the first, and of course they need to hand in tribute."

"A tribute?" Qin Ke half understood, still confused, "That man lost one eye, and that girl completely lost her soul..."

Suddenly, Feng Yao chuckled next to him, the meaning was unclear: "There are so many people here."

Qin Ke: "!!!"

He was so startled by the hidden meaning in the words that his hair stood on end, and he felt more and more that this friend of He Shen was ruthless and evil.Although he didn't believe him completely, he went to He Jing to verify this statement.

He Jing slowly took out a bulging lump from his backpack, and he couldn't help shaking his head when he heard this: "No."

Unable to explain further, he pointed to the cloth bag in his hand: "The tribute has been prepared."

Feng Yao raised his eyebrows, the image of a young man in his mind is like a jingle cat, a know-it-all.

A group of young disciples gathered around curiously, and when the package was opened, there was a strong smell of blood.Qi Zhen took a few deep sniffs and murmured in disbelief: "Fresh, active spiritual food!"

All living beings within the six realms receive sacrifices, and there are three animals as tribute, namely cattle, sheep, and pigs. Usually, the heads of the animals are taken, and ordinary people burn incense in front of their teeth to make detailed wishes.The wild gods inside the mountain wall have been sealed away for tens of thousands of years. After all, the taste of ordinary people's spirits is insipid. It's rare to encounter meat, no matter whether it's tributes first or last, they shouldn't miss it.

It's also a coincidence that, except for the head, He Jing can handle the rest of the boar's body.There are also two senior Taoists, Mr. Hu and Yu Laodao, who have a lot of research on the method of casting sacrifices and invoking spirits. It is not a problem to successfully attract mountain spirits.

At first, the two Taoist priests still had doubts about this simple way, but they just tried it with the mentality of trying it out.

They turned around and asked the younger generations to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, avoid danger, and remember not to act rashly no matter what happens.Especially don't make strange deals with unknown beings.

Looking up, the veins connecting the mountains are incompletely broken, but there is no lack of vitality.The ravines are steep and rugged, in the shape of arching and guarding.

He Jing put on a pair of plastic gloves, and laid out the wild boar's abdominal cavity and some organs against a mountain wall one by one. Facing the bloody scene of a murder scene without changing his expression, he picked up a cinnabar pen and stroked the wild boar's skin. Draw the spirit rune.

Mr. Hu and Yu Laodao stood on both sides with Taoist etiquette, burning incense scriptures, and chanting words in their mouths.After all, it has carried countless generations of inheritance, and has been immersed for many years. The scriptures are wonderful, and the law comes out of the mouth, which immediately arouses illusory echoes.

Everyone embraced the Yuan and kept the One, and even relaxed their breathing, guarding against any possible changes around them.

About half a quarter of an hour later, an indescribable inspiration rose slowly from the bottom of the gully.Like catkins floating in the air, scattered all over the sky, penetrating through every opening, circling around everyone, making it impossible to avoid.

The fact is: returning to the basics is the most authentic.

He Jing's pupils shrank suddenly, only to hear an ethereal and long sigh pierced into his eardrums, like joy or sorrow, it captured his mind and dragged him into another mysterious world.

The realm within the realm.

After getting used to it for a short time, he opened his eyes again, and the rest of the people were gone. There was only a dim light in front of him, flickering and jumping slightly.

The "light" can't speak, it hovers over the "tribute", giving He Jing the illusion that "it is concentrating on receiving the tribute".

Perhaps this is not an illusion.

Surrounded by misty mist, it was impossible to see clearly. He Jing sat cross-legged and waited quietly.

Time may have passed for a long time, but it seems to be only a moment.

He Jing watched the dark light dance several times, lingering in a circle with unfinished thoughts, and finally shrank and disappeared in an instant.

But he was still in place, and Chaos didn't know where he was.

Feng Yao didn't know why the young man suddenly stood still, he stretched out his hand, and as soon as he approached, He Jing's figure disappeared without touching anything.

Feng Yao's eyes darkened, and he was about to pull out the Mo knife, but he found that the blade was getting hotter and hotter.He clenched the handle of the knife tightly, his tiger's jaw ached, sweat dripped from his forehead, and he was vigilant in all directions.In the field of vision, the entire blade of Mo Dao was in a bright light, and the shape actually changed extremely solidly.

The two gray-haired Taoists were reciting scriptures with their eyes closed, their noses itched, and they sneezed earth-shatteringly.

They looked at each other in confusion, and after a breath or two, they both saw shock in each other's eyes.

The tribute has long been consumed by the mountain spirit, and it is almost wiped off without leaving any residue, and the original bloody smell on it has faded to the point where it is almost gone.It may be that he ate to his heart's content and seemed to be in a good mood, but he didn't do any evil deeds, such as casually eroding the essence and gouging people's eyes.

What surprised people the most was that the mountain spirit, like a snobbish eye, identified He Jing as the biggest owner of the tribute.They "see" clearly that the favor of the mountain spirit is particularly eccentric. The rumored golden awn that represents the secret magic weapon was sprinkled on the young man like no money, but He Jing himself knew nothing about it. , and even continued to meditate calmly.

Mr. Hu and Mr. Yu held hands and looked at each other with tears in their eyes. They couldn't come up with any good tributes, so they could only get some leftovers, each with a thread of thin light.

Fortunately, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. This small gift also made them understand some difficult problems that have troubled them for a long time on their own path.

After leaving the realm within the realm, he looked at He Jing with envy.

Still in meditation, are there too many babies to count?

As a careless elder, I can't help but have a look at the situation behind.I saw that most people's eyes were wide open, they were clear and bright, and they did Baoyuan Shouyi very well, without any distracting thoughts.Thinking about it, even if you get an excellent Zhanzhan card, you can't get other people's good fortune, so you can't help but let out a long sigh.

Kindly glanced at them one by one with disdain, and they were delighted——

At any rate, Qin Ke and Qi Zhen were able to stand up to the crowd, with particularly satisfied smiles on their faces.I am also ignorant, and I can't help being complacent with a little gain.

still too young...

Until, when they saw He Jing's friend who was especially protective, they didn't know if it was because they were old and dim-sighted, and they felt that the one knife beside the young man had turned into two.

Uh, where did you hide it before?Or can it shrink?

Frankly speaking, although they are not proficient in swords and utensils, based on their eyesight, the weapons carried by these two young people are all extraordinary.If you are not dedicated to the Tao, your mind is pure and innocent, maybe you will become greedy... Cough cough.

Feng Yao raised his head abruptly, and caught the eyes of the two veterans.

There was nothing embarrassing about it, he smiled kindly, Feng Yao nodded in response, and then the three of them turned their attention to He Jing who was still sitting quietly.

The boy's breathing was calm and his mind was calm.It should be fine.

Haven't finished counting yet?