Weird Sequence: Immortality Begins from Chinese Martial Arts

The blood light from the blood talisman on the bronze mirror dyed the entire mirror red, creating ripples and soon reflecting the appearance of the Fifth Master.

"Xiaoxiao, what urgent matter happened?"

From the bronze mirror, it can be seen that the fifth master is running in the mountains and forests at this time, looking extremely embarrassed. The white hair combed back was messy in front of his forehead, and the goatee on his chin was singed. He was breathing heavily and looking back from time to time.

"Fifth Master, it's me, Jiang You!"

Jiang You said in a deep voice. The fifth master heard Jiang You's voice and looked at the bronze mirror in his hand, "It's your kid, what happened?"

"Fifth Master, how are you doing now? If it's urgent, you should deal with your affairs first!"

Jiang You has already seen that Fifth Master seems to be being chased by something and is fleeing in the mountains and forests. This is really not the time to be distracted.

When the fifth master heard this, he laughed and said, "You bastard, if you fart, hurry up. I can handle it here."

Jiang You knew that Mr. Wu, a stubborn old man, liked to show off his strength, but he couldn't defeat him, so he had to quickly tell Mr. Wu about the Yin soldiers and express his own judgment.

After hearing this, the Fifth Master frowned and paused involuntarily in his running steps, "There is such a strange thing. It is not an exaggeration to call it a natural disaster. You are right in your judgment. You must deal with this batch of evil spirits now." The soldier must be pressed to death, otherwise, given time, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Just when the Fifth Master paused, there was an earth-shaking roar from behind. The roar was extremely terrifying. Jiang You saw a strong airflow burst out around the Fifth Master. The trees in the mountains were uprooted, and the land was also destroyed. Ten inches of land were scraped up. Wu Ye's eyes were dazzled, his hair and beard flew back, golden light flashed around him, and a golden shadow shone on him, resisting the roaring airflow.

On Jiang You's side, even with the bronze mirror and mobile phone, after hearing the beast's roar, he felt his heart suddenly flutter, and the power of the dragon in his body rose involuntarily, and a faint dragon roar came from his chest. Jiang You put it Long Wei suppressed it forcefully, but he was also shocked in his heart. This beast's roar could actually cause Long Wei's reaction. It should be an existence of the same personality as Long Wei.

Although Jiang You faced the Dragon King of Sweat, he dealt with dead dragons and statues, but the voice of the master chasing behind the Fifth Master did not sound like a dead thing.

The fifth master withstood the airflow, and the golden light on his body disappeared, and he quickly ran again. A small voice of concern came from the phone, "Grandpa, where you are, I will bring someone to support you!"

"Xiaoxiao, no need. This beast can't be dealt with by relying on a large number of people. Don't worry, I can get rid of him."

After the fifth master comforted Xiaoxiao, he quickly said to her: "Xiaoxiao, you also heard what the brat said. This yin soldier must not be delayed. You should immediately use my name to notify the Third Investigation Bureau of Chang'an and put the yin behind." Explain to them the dangers of soldiers, let them formulate a response plan, and say that Yama can cooperate with their actions, and by the way, take the seal!"

As he spoke, the fifth master's eyes turned as dark as ink, and emitted a black light. The black light actually entered the bronze mirror, shot out from Xiaoxiao, and turned into an unknown black body in the air.

Xiao quickly pulled out a piece of A4 white paper from the side and patted the black light font. The font was printed on the paper and turned into a seal with a black light flashing.

The bronze mirror passed the seal to the fifth master. The blood talisman on it was consumed in less than three minutes, and the connection with the fifth master was interrupted.

Jiang You said to Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, I have returned to Guanzhong now. I should be able to get home tomorrow. You contact the Third Investigation Bureau first, and I will help you when I get back!"

Xiaoxiao nodded, "Okay, then I'll contact them right now." After saying that, he immediately took a pen to write on the A4 paper. Seeing this, Jiang You stopped disturbing Xiaoxiao and hung up the video on his phone.

After Jiang You hung up the phone, the driver came in through the gate, holding rice, flour, grain and oil in his hands, and went directly to the kitchen to start cooking.

Jiang You was worried at this time and was not suitable for practicing, so he began to practice calligraphy on the ground, trying to calm down his mind.

The Dongwang Stone Tablet had been placed on the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz before. When changing cars, Jiang You had been carrying it on his back. At this time, Jiang You was facing the stone tablet and copying it on the ground with the Victory Evil Sword. After a long period of thinking, Jiang You Copying his handwriting already has some charm of the stone tablet, but it seems to have come to an end here. No matter how hard Jiang You practices, he can't go any further. He always feels that there is something missing in the handwriting. Just when he is about to finish the house When the ground was full, the driver's meal was ready and brought in.

When the driver saw the writing all over the floor, he was stunned for a moment, but then he didn't ask any more questions and placed the food on the table.

The driver cooked rice, and the dishes were randomly fried with vegetables left by the villagers. The portion was not much, but the rice was enough, and the taste was very bland and not delicious.

The two of them finished their meal in a hurry, and Jiang You asked the driver to go to the room to rest. As an ordinary person, the driver had been frightened and busy in the past two days. He was already exhausted. He had been holding on until now. After holding on for a while, after listening to Jiang You's words, he found a bedroom. Without taking off his shoes, he fell directly on the bed. As soon as his head hit the pillow, he fell asleep immediately.

At this time, the moon was already in the sky. Jiang You jumped to the roof and looked into the darkness, trying to see if there were any traces of Yin soldiers around. However, the darkness was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, with no movement at all. Jiang You looked After a while, I didn't know anything, so I went back to the room and continued practicing calligraphy.

This time, Jiang You gave up writing with his hands and tried to visualize and outline in his mind.

He thought that the handwriting on his hand was almost perfect, and it would be easy to write with his mind in his mind, but he soon discovered that when he was writing, the words in his mind were always missing arms and legs, and there was something mysterious about it. The power was affecting his memory, always making him forget the strokes.

But Jiang You is indeed not worried but happy. He has been studying the magical features of the Dongwang Stone Stele for so long, and now he has finally found it. It is not that he has not imagined it in his mind before. At that time, it was the word Xiang Cong. He figured out a breathing method based on the priorities in writing strokes, but it soon failed. At that time, he decided that his own breathing method was irrelevant and it was normal to use his mind to write in his mind. Then he used his spiritual consciousness to observe the handwriting, which was different from the naked eye. Seeing that there was no difference, I had no choice but to practice calligraphy with my hands.

Now that his handwriting has gained some charm, he can't make any progress. At this time, the method of writing with his mind has shown such changes. It seems that he must practice himself to a certain level before he can use this method.

Now that he had found a method, Jiang You was not frustrated by the repeated failures. He just kept trying, and soon, the night passed.