Taoist backyard.

The old Taoist priest was doing things for the corpse of Zhao Pingfa lying in the coffin, chanting scriptures, and exceeding.

At this time, Jin An walked into the backyard in a hurry, and there were still a lot of traces of incense ash on his hands.

Hey?

"Little brother, where did you get the ashes in your hands? Why does this ash look a bit like the ashes in the incense burner?"

The old Taoist priest noticed the incense ash on Jin An's hand.

As soon as the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he immediately showed a strange appearance, and he remembered the content of the conversation with Jin An this morning: "Little brother, shouldn't you really go to pull the incense ashes of the ancestor of the Five Organs Taoist Temple?"

Ahem.

"Nonsense. ”

"I'm not. ”

"I didn't. ”

"I have the supreme respect and respect for my ancestors, and I took a little insignificant incense ash, how can it be a pull?

Jin An saw that the old Taoist priest was about to speak, and glared at the old Taoist priest with some anxious eyes: "Old Dao, aren't you overdoing Zhao Ping's hair, you have a dual purpose, aren't you afraid of being disrespectful to the deceased?"

Old Taoist: "?"

After Jin An temporarily dismissed the old Taoist's curious question, he returned to the wing room, slammed all the doors and windows, leaving only the old Taoist priest a little inexplicable in place, he looked at the corpse of Zhao Pingfa in the coffin, and then looked at the sharpening sword that was concentrating on combing the goat to relieve the heat, and finally shook his head and continued to do things, overtaking Zhao Pingfa.

......

As soon as Jin An returned to the wing, after closing all the doors and windows, he immediately took out the handkerchief wrapped in his arms.

Familiar with the rhythm of imitating the sound of the avenue in your head!

Sealed!

Familiar avenue tides appear.

Jin An was pleased to watch the tide of the avenue gradually dissipate, but when the tide of the avenue completely receded, uh, the expression on Jin An's face was stunned.

It's not that the seal failed.

But......

The ashes were unremarkable, as if nothing had changed.

But the tidal scene of the avenue just now is not fake.

Hope for Qi!

Lu Wan is thirty hundred.

There are a total of 11,322 yin virtues missing.

“！”

The muscles at the corners of Jin An's mouth shook fiercely, so frightened that he hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, afraid that if he took a breath or sneezed, he would blow away the 1322 Yin Virtue on the table.

At the same time, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to seal it a second time.

"Is it eleven thousand three hundred and twenty-two yin virtues? The problem should be in the number of yin virtues......

Jin An muttered to himself.

Then his face was strange: "If these incense ashes are counted according to the particles, the number is more than twenty or thirty thousand, right? It should be that among so many incense ashes, only 11,322 incense ashes are stained with the spiritual power of the five internal organs Taoist temple incense fire letter, so they can be sealed by me." ”

Jin An sat quietly and groaned.

He didn't move around the house at will.

I am worried that the air flow generated when people move around will blow away the pile of precious yin virtues on the table.

"If it's really like what I guessed, then it can match what Lao Dao said this morning, the years are too long, the five internal organs Taoist temple has withered for too long, and the spiritual thoughts of believers stained with these incense ashes are slowly dissipating, and there is not much left. ”

After figuring out why.

Now there is another problem in front of Jin An.

Since the seal was successful, why did these incense ashes not move?

"Yuan Shen magic weapon, Yuan Shen Yuan Shen ......"

"It seems that it will take until it gets dark for the Genshin Night Tour to see the extraordinary aspects of these incense ashes......"

Thinking like this, Jin An carefully packed up the incense ashes in the handkerchief on the table, and then went out to buy gourds, intending to use them to hold those incense ashes.

The gourd in the folk meaning is to seek good luck to protect oneself, to ward off evil mascots, not worth a few copper, in the folk market is easy to find, is now about to get dark, about to curfew, Jin An ran a few more places to buy a gourd.

When that's done.

Sunset and moonrise.

The night has sunk.

The Five Organs Taoist Temple is still in the wing room where Jin An lives.

The lamp oil swayed and jumped gently, and the bright lamp oil shone through the window paper and spilled into the courtyard outside, and the old Taoist priest was still doing excessive things to the corpses in the coffin.

in the room.

Jin An controlled the rhythm of his breath, and the Yuan Shen who was familiar with the road was out of his body, and the transparent spirit saw his body, as well as a gourd placed on the table in front of him.

The gourd was sallow.

This is because the surface of the gourd is coated with wood wax oil and treated with antiseptic and moth-proofing.

At this time, the gourd mouth opens.

Under the gaze of Jin An Yuanshen, there was a pure and flawless five-colored yang fire in the mouth of the gourd, rushing out of the mouth of the gourd.

Condensed like a torch.

It was three feet high.

The supernatural is very.

Jin An, who saw this scene, was overjoyed.

He was right.

This incense ash is stained with spiritual willpower, and it is a magic weapon of the Yuan Shen, which can only be seen by the Yuan Shen.

With a touch of excitement and expectation, Jin An tried to get close to the mouth of the gourd and carefully sensed the incense ash in the mouth of the gourd.

Good pure spiritual thoughts.

During the day, it is still ordinary ash fluttering incense ash, and at this time, in the eyes of Jin'an Yuanshen, each crystal is like five-colored cinnabar.

There are a lot of spiritual thoughts in the gourd, and the yang fire is burning.

Count carefully.

No more, no less, exactly 11,322 spiritual thoughts.

These spiritual thoughts are pure and immaculate, free of impurities, and are the purest and most pious aspirations in Taoist temples.

I don't know if it's the relationship between Jin An's own hand, or the relationship between the five internal organs and Taoism that has the same root and the same origin, when Jin An's Yuan Shen tried to control these incense ashes, everything went smoothly.

Jin An'an was overjoyed.

Then, he began to silently recite the Dharma mantra in his heart, according to the method he asked for advice from Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan last night, under the control of the Yuan Shen, one after another crystal clear like five-colored cinnabar incense ash, with the pure spiritual thoughts of the yang incense, with the five-color flame that only the Yuan Shen can see, flew out of the mouth of the gourd, forming a blazing, scorching five-color flame practice, rolling up and down in Jin An's hands, like an arm making a finger.

Jin An was playful for a while.

Have a lot of fun.

These incense ashes, with the five visceral Taoist temple accumulated for decades of pure thoughts in the yang world, when attached to the Jin'an Yuanshen, Jin'an Yuanshen is as strong as the east sun, shining horizontally in the void, and the power of the soul is greatly increased.

Of course.

These tens of thousands of incense ashes are willing to power.

Doesn't it mean that there are tens of thousands of incense believers in the Taoist temple of the five visceral organs.

These are just incense ashes from the burning of incense.

And when Jin An made these incense ashes to resist the enemy, it was like a torrent of magma passing through the border, burning in a fire, specifically burning people's souls and spirits, and burning them all over the world.

It's like falling into a world of fire and fire where there is nowhere to hide.

These are the accumulations of the Five Visceral Taoist Temples over the years.

Its power is even a little more fearful than Jin An.

Jin An wanted to continue playing, but at this moment, the sudden stinging pain in his soul was the result of too much mental consumption.