The pencil is a great invention in the world, because it is powerful, adaptable, and convenient for writing and drawing. Qi Yan took it not to draw a talisman, but to draw the approximate shape of the alley, combined with the direction of the four directions, to infer where the array points are.
As a warlock, if you want to have attainments in the field of formation, the knowledge of space geometry must be good enough. Otherwise, when you form an array, not only will there be no effect at all, but it may even bite you back, so your geometric performance is too poor. People, it is not suitable to learn this.
He took out his mobile phone, opened the network map, and after comparing the directions of the route, he was sure that his inference was correct. Qi Yan put away the mobile phone and pencil, got up and walked into the alley.
The bodyguard sitting in the car wiped his eyes and watched Qi Yan disappear into the alley. I don't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that the alley seemed to be extraordinarily dark, like a monster with a bloody mouth, waiting to swallow people in at any time.
Although he didn't know what Qi Yan was doing, his intuition told him that something was happening here, so he turned to look at the Fifth Young Master in the back seat.
Fifth Young Master looked solemn and put his hand on the doorknob, but he knew that it was all in vain. I don't know what Master Qi did to the car. He tried his best to fail to open the car door.
The road in the alley is full of cars, and a cluster of gorgeous flowers extends from the security window of the window, adding a bit of vitality to this quiet alley. At the end of the alley, there is a huge banyan tree, probably because it is getting old, and there is a sign specially given to it by the Plant Protection Association. The roots of the banyan tree are surrounded by flower beds. Inside the flower beds are several small glass jars, each of which is filled with paper-stacked flowers, and a small card is hung on the neck of the jar, which reads - for the big tree. Gift.
The writing is crooked, still childish.
The leaves were swaying, but Qi Yan didn't feel the wind passing by. He looked up at the dense foliage in the canopy, and when he turned to leave, the leaves shook even more.
All things have animism, and so do trees. Qi Yan didn't know if this big tree was a leaf that was swaying because of the aura of the formation, or if it had feelings for the creatures here, and moved the leaves to remind the humans here or to ask him for help, but he still stopped. After stepping down, he turned around and gave a Taoist salute to the big tree.
The leaves were still shaking, but Qi Yan didn't look back. He stretched out his fingers and struggled for two seconds. Resignedly, he took it out of his trouser pocket, took out a small box the width of his thumb, and took out a silver needle from the box. , with a trembling hand on the pulp of his finger, and grinning as he watched the blood drop out of his hand.
"Yuanshi Anzhen, tell all spirits. The real official of Yuedu, the land is only spirit..." Qi Yan drew blood between his eyebrows, the blood beads instantly turned into diamonds, and the suffocating qi that kept surging everywhere followed him as he chanted the incantation. The handprints began to slowly dissipate, and they could no longer enter the doors and windows of each household, and the luck and vitality of each household no longer appeared.
He is now using the Antu Divine Mantra, one of the Eight Great Mantras commonly used by Taoists. What God is, and what kind of existence, no one has seen with their own eyes. From Qi Yan's understanding, God is the belief of human beings. What he wants to borrow is the spirit of human beings' desire for peace and tranquility to suppress this evil spirit and recall their own destiny and vitality.
Even if he can't be recalled, he must stop the continued loss of vitality. At the current rate of loss of vitality, there will be a major accident in this place before the early hours of this night, and he does not dare to calculate the number of deaths.
"Zuoshe Youji, don't panic." It stands to reason that at this time, Qi Yan should set up the altar, but in an emergency, Qi Yan does not rigidly drive, and mobilizes the energy in his body to integrate with the vitality in the air. , to increase the strength of his spell.
Some of the vitality and fortunes that have already flown out began to flow back gradually, entering this quiet and eerie alley little by little.
"Senior brother!" Li Cunxu noticed that the formation was different, and hurriedly placed the magic weapon to guard the formation, "Someone moved the formation we set up."
This is very similar to the situation he encountered last time. At that time, when he first came to the emperor, he did not know the importance of it, and he brought two apprentices to help people change their lives. Later, the failure of the formation method was backlashed. Still resting in bed.
Lin Huaihong also noticed that someone was dismantling the formation set up by the two brothers and sisters, and this person was still aggressive, so he should not be an unknown person.
The two brothers and sisters didn't have time to think about who would oppose them again. The two looked at each other and sat cross-legged in front of the altar, choking on the power of the formation. There were only a few hours left, and their plan was about to succeed. How could they kill an eventful Cheng Yaojin halfway through
Qi Yan noticed that the strength of the magic circle was increasing, and the vitality that had come back slipped away again. His chest was tight, and countless cold air suddenly rushed into his body. hundred dollar bills in fingertips.
With two fingers and one force, the hundred-yuan bills quickly dropped to eight points, and then they stuck to it.
The cold air that poured into Qi Yan's body dissipated instantly, Qi Yan staggered a step, and took a long breath.
Don't underestimate the power of the hundred-yuan bill, because it is the favorite object of countless people, and it has the portrait of a great man on it, and it has its own aura. If ordinary people encounter a situation like a ghost pressing a bed, they can put a few new hundred-yuan bills or badges of great people under their pillows, and this situation can be alleviated.
"Prosperity, Democracy, Civilization, Harmony..." As a five-good youth, Qi Yan memorized the core social values thoroughly. Lying on the heart of the array.
"Proud to serve the people, shame to betray human life!" Qi Yan was sweating, holding a silver needle, trying to stab the needle into the center of the formation, but the strong resistance of the formation made him even raise his hands, so he struggled All the strength.
If you want to become a top warlock, you must be able to do mathematical chemistry, memorize political history, and draw all kinds of talismans when it comes to geographical areas, otherwise you will have no face to go out and say that you are a good warlock in the new era.
At this time, the sky was already covered with dark clouds, the splendid sun had long since disappeared, the wind was blowing, and the rainstorm was coming.
Qi Yan gritted his teeth and insisted, the gums began to ooze blood, he held his right wrist with his left hand, and took a deep breath, "The sky is round, there are nine chapters of the law, I'm writing now, the treasures of the ghosts! It's as fast as the law!"
After the divine spell came out, he felt a fresh vitality rushing towards him. This feeling... was very similar to the vitality of that big banyan tree.
But fortunately, with this vitality coming, Qi Yan felt that he had a little more strength, and the silver needle was a little closer to the eye of the formation.
"Senior brother, I can't hold it anymore." Li Cunxu spat out a mouthful of blood, his hands trembled and he could barely hold his fingers. Who is the master who ruined their good things? It's so powerful.
"Since he insisted not to leave us a way out, then we should not be merciful." Lin Huaihong took out a few pieces of yellow paper and kept chanting incantations. Three worship, put the paper figurine into a bowl, the bowl is full of black blood, with an unpleasant stench.
"Senior brother, are you going to..." Li Cunxu's expression changed drastically. This life-threatening technique is extremely lethal, but for the caster, the damage is not small.
"At this juncture, we have to give it a try," Lin Huaihong pinched his fingers, urging the spell to start.
This time, unless there is a noble person who is rarely seen in a hundred years to help, or this person who did bad things to him will surely die!
"Five young masters?!" The bodyguard was dumbfounded as he watched the boss kick open the car door. He wanted to follow suit, but who knew... The door didn't move at all, and he didn't give him any face at all.
As a professional bodyguard, he felt a lot of pressure.
Cen Baihe ignored the bodyguards who were still tossing around in the car, and stepped into the alley with big strides. When he saw that Qi Yan was facing the strong wind and lying on the ground, his footsteps stopped strangely.
He looked around and found that there were still a few RMB coins scattered around Qi Yan, but he didn't know why, the wind was so strong, but the money didn't move at all.
"Pfft!" Qi Yan felt that the people behind the formation were targeting him. He looked up at the dark sky, bit his tongue, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
With a force on his wrist, the silver needle plunged into the concrete ground, and the air flow in the whole alley began to become turbulent. The leaves were flying all over the sky, and even Qi Yan himself was pushed back by the air flow two or three meters.
Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly felt the suffocating energy around him suddenly attack him like crazy. He secretly complained in his heart that the person behind this was bad for him, and this was going to make him pay for his life.
Just when the evil spirit was about to hit him, a man suddenly stood in front of him, bent down and stretched out his hand to him.
The suffocating suffocation of the sky collided with the rich purple qi, like a moth flying into a raging fire, and it disappeared in an instant.
"Bang!"
Lin Huaihong lay on the ground, spit out several mouthfuls of blood, tilted his head, and didn't know if he was alive or dead.
"Senior brother!" Li Cunxu saw that Lin Huaihong fainted and could no longer maintain the formation. He fell back and got up from the ground after a while. He rolled and crawled to Lin Huaihong's side, stretched out his hand to probe, Lin Huaihong had lost his breath.
"Senior brother!" Li Cunxu slumped to the ground. He couldn't figure out how the brother's Soul Eater Spell could fail and cause such a serious backlash. This is impossible.
"Cen Baihe coughed a few times, his face turned pale, "It's going to rain, won't you get up? "
"Thank you." Qi Yan stood up with Cen Baihe's hand, and looked down to see that his whole body was covered in dust, and the hem of his clothes was still stained with vomited blood. He couldn't help sucking his bitten tongue, and bent over to pick up the hundred-yuan bill he threw out just now, "Why did you come out?"
Cen Baihe looked at the disgraced Qi Yan with complicated eyes, and for the first time he really realized that this world might be a little unscientific.