"The principle of this spell is to inject spiritual power to forcibly enhance the subject's self-healing ability and repair wounds. Therefore, it can only be used on people who are about to die. If the other party is dead, then this is the case. The mantra is also lacking in magic." Ye Kucan said eloquently, "But this method is not easy to use. The practitioner must know the recipient's meridians and six hidden meridians like the palm of his hand. The meridian will be broken. If too much spiritual power is injected, the subject will be unable to withstand the pressure of spiritual power, and the six treasures will burst. If there is too little spiritual power, the spell will not be able to take effect."
Unexpectedly, this spell was so complicated. Qi Yin thought that his brother was invincible in the world. Qi Yin had lingering fears, and wrote on the paper: "Brother, this spell is so difficult, did I almost stop cooking?"
Fu Lan was stunned for a moment, and said with divine sense: "Is it difficult, I thought it was easy."
Qi Yin: "..."
"The flow of spiritual power is easy to control. I have entered your body many times, and I am no stranger to it." Fu Lan's voice was soft, "Xiao Yin, I know your body as well as my own, so I can't go wrong. ."
It was only then that Qi Yin remembered that Fu Lan had indeed "entered" him many times. Every time he merged with Fu Lan's little fish, Fu Lan had to inject spiritual power into his eight extraordinary meridians. He remembered the feeling, like a cold slow stream flowing through his body, and his soul drifting in the smoke and water.
But suddenly it feels a little weird, the word "enter" is too ambiguous, and it always feels like the two of them have done something unspeakable. Qi Yin blushed, turned her head hurriedly and concentrated on listening to the class.
"On this one spell, this old man has practiced tens of thousands of times, otherwise he would not be able to achieve the precise control of spiritual power. Children, cultivation is very important. No matter which spell is used, you must study hard and practice hard." Ye Kucan said.
Fu Lan suddenly said: "Xiao Yin, find a way to let him attack you."
"Ah?" This guy suddenly said without thinking, and Qi Yin thought he heard it wrong.
Yun Zhi said on the side, "Your brother wants to play against him and see if his practice is really the same as your brother's."
What the fuck is going on? Can't beat him in court? Qi Yin felt a headache, and she was about to leave school. Qi Yin raised her hand and shouted, "Master, there is something I don't know about this disciple."
Ye Kucan raised his hand to him, signaling him to ask questions. Qi Yin stood up hesitantly, hesitated, and said, "Well, Master, you just said that it is very difficult to apply the Su Sheng Mantra, and the person who receives the spell accidentally will die. You also said that you have practiced it no less than ten thousand times. Do you dare to ask that you practice with this poor little rabbit like you did today? Then, have you killed no less than ten thousand little rabbits?"
Ye Kucan obviously didn't expect Qi Yin to ask such a question, and was stunned for a while before he said, "Cultivation of magic requires sacrifice..."
"The monks are merciful," Qi Yin said with a heartbroken look, "Although the rabbit is small, it is also a living being. The master is an elder Wufang, and his sect is high. How can he do such a cruel and inhumane thing?"
There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and some girls sobbed and nodded, "The little rabbit is so cute, how can the master kill the little rabbit?"
"Master!" Qi Yin complained, "I heard your own secret spell, and my disciple admired it very much. When I saw you today, it turns out that you are such a hard-hearted person. Today you killed a little rabbit, and tomorrow you might kill a little rabbit. Cat, tomorrow will be pigs, cattle, dogs, and sheep, and in the future, you might have to use people to practice, how cruel!"
Ye Kucan's eyes narrowed, and he slapped the table and shouted, "What nonsense!"
"You're angry!" Qi Yin pointed at him tremblingly, "I'm angry and angry! If you hadn't stepped on a painful foot, why would you be so angry? Could it be... you really killed someone?"
Ye Kucan clenched his fist tightly, his ghostly eyes staring at Qi Yin. Qi Yin was still chattering endlessly, and the girls in the audience were flustered and frightened by his incitement. Ye Kucun was furious in his chest and shouted, "Shuzi is arrogant!"
All of a sudden, the murderous intention was completed, the sharp ice thorns grew out of thin fingertips, Ye Kucan opened his hand towards Qi Yin, the air instantly froze, the entire Canglang Pavilion was like an ice cave, and the thick white smoke clucked and condensed. The ice thorns drew sharp straight lines from Ye Kuzun's fingertips, and the surrounding smoke kept sticking to each other as they swirled, and when they reached Qi Yin's eyes, each was the size of the mouth of a bowl.
At the same time, Fu Lan's right hand touched the back of Qi Yin's heart, and the cold spiritual power was injected into Qi Yin's meridians. He whispered, "Stop."
The icy cold air hit his face, and Qi Yin's hair stood on end. He didn't even think about crossing his hands to cover his head and face. A wave of light moved suddenly in front of him, and the barrier was unfolding in front of him. All the ice thorns crashed into the barrier and shattered. Thousands of pieces, rustling on the black lacquer case.
Everyone in the Canglang Pavilion was stunned. The ice shards crackled and fell to the ground, and the icy smoke in the air was still bone-chilling. Qi Yin raised his head with lingering fears, and was meeting the gaze of Qi Lingshu, the first seat in the front row. That was the first time he saw the man's face, and the first time he looked at him.
It was a man made of ice and snow. He looked at Qi Yin coldly, with cold disgust in his eyes.
Qi Yin put down her hand in a daze, but Qi Lingshu had already turned her head.
Ye Kucan obviously realized that he had overreacted. Seeing that Qi Yin was okay, he snorted coldly and walked away with the iron cage. Qi Yin was almost scared to death, clutching his chest and sitting back in his seat.
As soon as Ye Kucan left, the four seats suddenly became noisy, and a girl burst into tears and said, "I really didn't expect Elder Kucan to be such a person!"
"That's right! I just beat people up if I couldn't say anything. It really scared me to death just now."
Xin Xiao in the front row ran over and asked Fu Lan, "Brother Lan, are you scared? Are you okay?"
How come no one cares about him? Qi Yin was speechless, he was the worst frightened. This is not the place to talk, there is no way to ask Fu Lan about the results of the test. Qi Yin slumped to pack up the books, and just finished packing, when he looked up, Qi Lingshu was standing in front of him.
Qi Yin was startled and fell back on the stool.
Isn't this guy here to comfort him
Qi Lingshu lowered his eyes, his eyes were light in color, like glass beads in a halo. He said: "The first defeat of the first day of the sword-wiping platform on the first day of the sword, was it you who fought?"
This fellow's face seems to have been carved out of ice for thousands of years, and there is no expression at all. Just sitting in front of him, Qi Yin was froze all over. Fu Lan didn't know what happened, holding the black cat and staring at him blankly.
It's embarrassing, but I have to admit it. Qi Yin scratched his head and said, "It's me."
"You fight fakes." Qi Lingshu said.
"what?"
"Removed from the list and sent to the ordination hall."
Immediately, several white-clothed disciples stepped forward to support Qi Yin. Qi Yin was stunned and shouted, "What's the matter? How did I fight fakes?"
Qi Lingshu didn't explain, and walked ahead without looking back. Fu Lan was at a loss and could only follow along. Yun Zhi understood it at a glance, and said with a complex face: "Just now you blocked Ye Kucan's blow, you have deep spiritual power, and it doesn't look like you could be defeated by a beginner disciple. This guy thinks you are fighting fakes."
Qi Yin was about to vomit blood and was dragged all the way to the ordination hall. After passing the Yaozi Gate and turning around the glazed shadow wall, the courtyard outside the ordination hall was covered with snow, a few pine trees were planted on the edge, and there was a bun of snow on the thick needles. There is a large lotus leaf fish tank next to the steps, and a spell is drawn on the edge of the tank to keep the water in it at room temperature and not freeze, and a few golden and red fish swim around in it.
A man inside came out timidly, Qi Yin glanced at it, wasn't it the same guy who had a criminal transaction with Qingming in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion that day? Qi Lingshu looked at Qi Yin under the court, and his voice was cold, "Junior Brother Lingzhuo, the disciple of Fenghuan that you used to pay the Zhonggong account, but this person?"
When Ling Zhuo saw Qi Yin, he was obviously a little surprised and lost his mind for a while. He looked at Yunzhi furtively again, and Yunzhi silently covered his face with his sleeves.
Dare to feel that this foolish misappropriation of public accounts happened to the public, probably because he insisted that he did not confess Qingming and Yun Zhilai. This fellow Qi Lingshu only knew that he had bought people to fight counterfeiting. Qi Yin was full of helplessness, that's all, his rank is the bottom of the list, it doesn't matter if he has it or not. If he was to be punished for sweeping the floor, he would go to be with his brother. Qi Yin broke the jar and said, "It's my fault, what's the matter, how to punish, I will accompany you."
Yun Zhi quietly winked at him to express his gratitude, Qi Yin glared at him and scolded him as a thief with his eyes.
Qi Lingshu said: "For the first offense, you will be punished by kneeling for two hours."
Qi Yin's eyes darkened, this icy world, do you want him to kneel until dusk!
"Ling Zhuo knowingly committed a crime and was expelled from the inner door."
The one named Ling Zhuo walked away in despair, and Yun Zhi cupped his hands and said, "Junior Uncle, my junior brother has been weak since he was a child. Your lord has a lot of it, so let him be accommodating."
Qi Lingshu gave him a cold look and said, "Kneel for half an hour."
Qi Yin: "..."
"Little Master Uncle, you don't have to be so heartless!" Yun Zhi winked at him, "Do you remember when Uncle Qi brought you back to Phoenix when you were a child, and you chased after my ass and called Brother Yun Zhi? Over the friendship of open crotch pants, you can do it well."
Qi Lingshu's face changed, this was the first time Qi Yin saw an expression on his face. He almost gritted his teeth and said, "Kneel for another half an hour!" After that, he walked away.
Qi Yin: "..."
What the hell is this! Qi Yin was crying and grimacing, kneeling reluctantly in the snow, her knees were cold and painful.
Yun Zhi squatted in front of him and said ashamedly, "I'm sorry, Junior Brother."
"..." Qi Yin said sadly, "Did you have any holiday with others?"
"Hey, I didn't expect this kid to hold revenge like this." Yun Zhi said, with his sleeves on his back, "He likes Jie, you know that."
Qi Lingshu's clothes, shoes and socks have never been spotless, Qi Yin nodded.
"The last time I talked about it, Junior Sister Zhonggu Mountain invited me to drink under the moon. Who would have wanted to meet Qi Lingshu who returned to the mountain after slaying demons. You and I have always been pity for Xiang Xiangxiyu, so of course I let Junior Sister escape first and stay behind to block others. Qi Lingshu said nothing. Said to arrest me to the ordination hall."
"You resisted?" Qi Yin asked.
"No," Yun Zhi laughed a little embarrassedly, "I drank too much, couldn't hold back, vomited on him, and finally asked him to send me back to the small courtyard."
This Liangzi really has a big hair, and Yun knows that this kid is still too self-sufficient, and wants to plead for him! Qi Yin was so angry that he vomited blood and said, "Dog thief, do you know what your specialty is?"
"To attract bees and butterflies?"
"I'm cheating you, Laozi!" Qi Yin roared.
Yun Zhi was scolded away by him, and in the end only Fu Lan stayed, sitting cross-legged beside him obediently.
"Brother, go back and rest, I don't need to accompany me." Qi Yin said.
Fu Lan was stunned for a while, then nodded, stood up and left.
This fellow walked too decisively, Qi Yin didn't react for a while, staring blankly at his back.
How did he let him go
The light of the sky gradually faded, and it became gray again, and the ice and cold things fell on the top of his head. Qi Yin raised his head, and the white snow fell from the center of the sky, and the entire gray dome was reflected in his dark eyes. Suddenly there was an illusion, as if he was the only one left in the world.
Qi Yin couldn't help but feel a resentment in his heart. That guy, Fu Lan, left as soon as he said it. Isn't he his precious brother? Humph. Qi Yin picked up a dry branch and poked at the snow particles on the ground. It was very cold in the snow, and it didn't take long for my nose to feel sore. While he was bored, a chubby black thing fell into his arms, and a blue cotton quilt was covered under his head. Qi Yin was startled, Fu Lan sat down with his legs crossed beside him, his arms wrapped around his back, and pulled the corner of the quilt over, the two of them and a cat were wrapped around together.
This guy... Qi Yin stared at him blankly, it turned out that he didn't leave, he just went back to get the quilt.
The quilt was warm, and the black cat found a comfortable place to cuddle. Fu Lan rubbed Qi Yin's hand and put it to his mouth to breathe. Qi Yin felt at ease, and got a little closer to Fu Lan. Suddenly he remembered Ye Kuan again, and asked in a low voice, "How did you try? What kind of magic did the old man use?"
The black cat sniffed and said, "That old boy can really put gold on his face, and he even created a rotten secret spell, which really made the old man laugh out loud."
"What kind of spell is that?" Qi Yin asked.
"That is the incantation of the ancient great witches, called 'Wuluo's Secret Method'. Fifty years ago, Zong Ming's gang of Taoist priests squeezed their heads and wanted to enter the temple to find something. One trick is still doubtful, two tricks can be confirmed. "The black cat said, "The Su Sheng spell and the Bing Ling ultimate move are indeed Wuluo's secret techniques. Your brother is born with this spell, Xiaoyu is one of them, and the temple books are also recorded. We It has been a long time since I returned to the temple, and Ye Kucan may have used some method to enter the temple through the white fog."
"This spell is so powerful," Qi Yin was eager to try, "Can I learn it?"
"No." Fu Lan said.
"Why?" Qi Yin frowned. If he is not good, he can't learn, and if he is good, he can't learn.
Fu Lan whispered: "You will become a skeleton like him."
Qi Yin was stunned, and the black cat explained: "Wu Luo's secret method can't be cultivated by mortals, they say that Ye Kucun only became that inhuman appearance after years of hard work, and they lied to you idiots, then It's the backlash of Wuluo's secret method."
"He's about to die, Xiao Yin." Fu Lan said.
This spell is so dangerous, does the old man know? Qi Yin felt that the old man was a little pitiful, and asked again: "Brother, is it possible that you are a witch, so you can repair this thing? What the hell is a witch, isn't it a human?"
The black cat said: "Witch is a kind of identity. In ancient times, people, demons, and demons who dedicate their life to God and have been approved by God can become witches. There are specific rituals to become witches, and this kind of ritual is now impossible to test. Now, there is no record in the Bashan Temple. 'Zheng You's magician is called Ji Xian, who knows people's life and death, misfortune, good fortune and longevity', Ji Xian is the first magician that can be found in ancient books. God taught magic, and the powerful witch knows it. Life and death, misfortune, good fortune and longevity, is the closest thing to God in the world." The black cat looked at Fu Lan and said, "Your brother has not experienced the ritual of becoming a witch, and this old man can't decide whether your brother is a witch or not."
"The ceremony is so important? Why don't you just walk through the scene?"
"No," the black cat shook his head, "Ritual is a form of inheritance of power. Ancient great witches received divine law through witchcraft, and communicated with God through witchcraft. Today's rituals are reduced to cutscenes, mostly because the key steps have been lost. Drawing talismans and chanting curses are all rituals. Boy, in Bashan Temple, if you step into the temple without performing the ritual of bathing and burning incense, you will be cursed by witchcraft."
Dare Qing Bailu is still a clean freak. Qi Yin supported his forehead.
"That old man trespassed in the temple, do you care?"
Fu Lan shook his head, "Bai Wu let him in, which means God let him in."
"Don't worry about him," the black cat looked like the old god was there, "anyway, he's dying. Ordinary people just love to find their own way, baby, the old man taught you a principle, don't go where you can't go, you can't cultivate. Do not cultivate Taoism. Born between heaven and earth, it is duty to cherish reverence, and to go beyond the pond is to commit suicide.”
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shrine
The skylight with the thick mouth of the bowl came in directly and fell on the dark small table and the shoulders of the two people sitting across the table. Dust fluttered in the skylight, hovering tremblingly like countless tiny midges. Yuan Ji closed his eyes and sat in meditation. Opposite him, the thin fingertips of the black-clothed old man brushed the gray-white sage grass, and he blew out a white smoke, "The six-line lesson is over."
Yuan Ji opened his eyes and said, "Is it still the same result?"
"Not bad." Ye Kuan said, "Look for it again, Sect Master, you should let all the disciples from the top four come out."
Yuan Ji said: "I know."
"A child said today that I killed and cultivated. Although it was a random guess, it was a fluke." Ye Kucan said gloomily, "You should kill him."
"Killing him is to admit that you kill and cultivate, elder withered." Yuan Ji smiled, and his smile was a little dazzling in the dark sky, "Why didn't the elder give the magic of withered to the spiritual pivot, he is a smart child, It is the most suitable candidate. I remember our agreement is that Wu Fang will provide you with blood and life extension on a regular basis, and you have to give Wu Fang all the money, but you have reservations so far. If so, I might as well send my disciples to find that an adult."
"You can't find him, Sect Master. Since you gave me the Wuluo secret method, the lord has disappeared, even I can't find him." Ye Kucan said coldly, "As for Qi Lingshu, this child and his master In the same way, don't rub the sand in your eyes, and if you say good things, you have a noble character, and if you say bad things, you are like a stinky stone in a kennel.
"Then you teach him a technique that can be cultivated without killing people." Yuan Ji said, "He is a genius like Yuan Wei, a hopeless hope, and his techniques must not fall behind others."
"If you want him to become like me, then I'll go look for him now." Ye Kuan said.
Yuan Ji lowered his eyes, and there was a sadness on his thin face. Now that Daoism is exhausted, the three thousand immortal gates have collapsed and scattered, and even Feng Huanshan, who was at its peak in the past, has become so indistinguishable that none of the disciples can get into it. Ancient books record that the ancient great witch penetrated the sky and the earth, and was omnipotent, even the middle-aged Taoist could ride the wind and travel thousands of miles in a day. But now that the generation of Dao and Fa is becoming more and more severe, no one of the new generation of disciples has cultivated spiritual consciousness.
Is it possible to let Wufang become a phoenix and return that pheasant appearance? To revive Dao Fa, how can there be no sacrifice? He closed his eyes and sighed, "Let's go tomorrow. At this hour, he should take a bath in Jingquan."
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Yang Su: Oh, it turns out that you have been entered by Dao Lan many times.
Qi Yin: …