Chapter 8: Spiritual Magic

Shen Luo was standing in front of me, and when she fell, I quickly supported her, and then slowly lowered her flat on the ground.

Everyone hurriedly gathered around, and Jiang Shibo squatted down, and took a handful of the pulse of Shen Luo's left hand, carefully feeling Shen Luo's current state.

"She's fine, it's just that the soul power is too consumed and she faints."

As he spoke, Uncle Jiang took out a small porcelain bottle from the magic bag he was carrying, poured out two red pills from it, fed them to Shen Luo's mouth, and then helped her to sit up and assisted her in swallowing the pills.

"This girl's soul power is very good!" The crazy old man stood beside Aunt Lan and said to Aunt Lan.

Aunt Lan heard the crazy old man's words, nodded and said, "Shen Luo was born close to Gu worms, and she is the next generation of saints in the village!" ”

Born to be close to Gu worms?

I've never heard that before, and I'd love to ask, but it doesn't seem like a good opportunity right now.

"Before, you said that there is a way to control these worms, that is, to make Shen Luo ......," the crazy old man asked.

"Yes, before you came, Scarlet Yan and I had already tried, the worms were given a long-lost secret method in our Miao Village, and all our Gu control methods had no effect on them, only Shen Luo, she played the worm flute with her soul power, and the worms could barely react. But this ......"

Speaking of this, Aunt Lan took a deep look at Shen Luo, who fainted on the ground, and her eyes were full of distress.

"In a short period of time, Shen Luo can't mobilize her soul power anymore, otherwise she will be in danger of soul power depletion!"

At this time, Jiang Shibo stood up and said with a frown.

If the soul power is exhausted, people will become idiots at best, and they will lose their lives at worst, and even I, a rookie, know this consequence, and the people present naturally know it.

The crazy old man lowered his head and pondered for a while, then said, "Leave the rest to me." ”

After speaking, Master Jiang and the crazy old man glanced at each other, and then Master Jiang said, "Let's go." ”

So those present, except for Aunt Lan, Yun Feiyan and Shen Luo, who had fainted, everyone else followed Jiang Shibo out of the ancestral hall.

We followed Master Jiang all the way to the hill behind the ancestral hall, and Master Jiang looked at the compass in his hand as he walked, as if he was looking for some direction.

I'm happy to see this, I've only heard of the compass that I have heard, and we occasionally use the mountain word pulse, and I haven't heard of the medical word pulse will also use the compass.

When he was halfway up the mountain, Jiang Shibo stopped and took out a piece of peach wood from the magic bag.

The piece of peach wood that Jiang Shibo took out was only the size of a palm, the wood body was not smooth, but unevenly distributed with some raised knots, the texture of the whole wood was very clear, and the overall color was dark red, and there was a shocking scar on one side, and the outside of the scar was weirdly black, as if it was burnt. If you get closer, you can smell a unique fragrance of peach wood emanating from the peach wood.

I recognized it at a glance, it was a lightning strike peach!

I believe many friends know or have heard of lightning strike wood.

Lightning strike wood is actually a normal growth of trees that have been struck by natural lightning, and the trees can still survive, and the part of wood that is split is called lightning strike wood. Here you may enter a misunderstanding, that is, many people will think that as long as the tree is struck by lightning, it is called lightning strike wood.

Not necessarily.

Only the trees that are cleaved by natural lightning are the real lightning wood, and the trees that are cleaved by artificial lightning are not lightning struck wood. What a difference!

In the classic Taoist mantra book "Ten Thousand Laws Return to the Ancestors", it is mentioned that lightning strike wood is the first sacred wood for making magic weapons. The real lightning strike wood contains a powerful positive aura of thunder, which can dispel the negative aura of ghosts and evils, which is also one of the main reasons why lightning strike wood can drive away evil spirits.

Among the lightning strike wood, lightning strikes jujube wood is the most common, and it is also one of the raw materials commonly used in Taoism.

And lightning strikes peach, for Taoist priests, it is a rare and unattainable treasure!

Peach wood is the essence of the five trees, the body of pure yang, and the peach wood after the lightning strike, just amplify its pure yang attributes, plus, the peach wood is shorter than the jujube wood, and the probability of being struck by lightning will be much smaller, so the lightning strike peach wood is more precious than the lightning strike jujube wood!

Jiang Shibo took out this palm-sized lightning strike peach, and it can be judged by three aspects: color, smell and traces, it is a real lightning strike peach! And from the dark red color, the log of this peach wood will not be short.

Jiang Shibo put the lightning strike peach wood in his left hand, closed his eyes, and recited the spell, and in an instant, the aura of the whole person became even a little sharp, giving me the feeling that there was a stream of aura from heaven and earth, which was rushing into Jiang Shibo's body.

I don't know what Uncle Jiang is doing, and none of the people present made any sound.

When casting spells, the spirit of the whole person will be immersed in the spell, the most taboo is to be interfered with, the light spell is unsuccessful, the heavy spell is backfired, then what the consequences are possible.

We all know this truth, so we unconsciously gathered around Uncle Jiang and quietly waited for him to complete his spell.

After about a few minutes, the lightning strike peach wood in Jiang Shibo's hand flashed a light that was almost invisible to the naked eye, but I was keenly captured.

Jiang Shibo slowly opened his eyes, and the whole person seemed to come out of the water, and his face and hair, including his clothes, were soaked with sweat.

Jiang Shibo looked around at us for a week, and then jerked off my blouse so that I could expose my chest.

Then Jiang Shibo put the lightning strike peach wood on my heart, I looked at Jiang Shibo suspiciously, before I could speak, I suddenly felt the feeling of being struck by a lightning in my heart, and the strong stinging and burning sensation instantly made me cry out.

After that, it was as if I had really been struck by lightning, and I was hit by a powerful force and took a few steps back uncontrollably, but fortunately I was caught by the crazy old man.

After I stood still, I looked towards my chest, and there was still a stinging and burning sensation on my chest, and a scar about a centimeter or two long appeared on the skin of my chest, and the scar was surrounded by rose-colored lines, some like tree branches, which was very strange, and I seemed to smell the smell of barbecue.

I firmly believe that Uncle Jiang will not harm me, but the sudden appearance of this made my second uncle confused, I was about to ask Uncle Jiang, and suddenly I saw a small bag bulging on the peach wood in the hand of Uncle Jiang.

The packet seems to contain a lot of particles, resulting in a surface that is not very flat.

I understood in an instant, Uncle Jiang was helping me remove the eggs!

As for why I was the first to find me, I think I can roughly guess, after all, only my skills are the most meager among those present.

Next, Jiang Shibo also took out the eggs for the others in turn. Soon, a palm-sized lightning struck the peach wood, and small packets full of particles puffed up.

Looking at this scene, although I didn't understand what kind of technique Jiang Shibo used, it didn't prevent me from being curious about the means of medical literacy.

With this hand, what a malignant tumor is a fart!

The crazy old man was the last person to take out the eggs, and when the crazy old man took out the eggs, I heard the three Taoist priests whispering something, and I leaned close to my ears to listen.

"This spiritual magic of the medical word is really not covered! (Sichuan dialect, meaning to be excellent in a certain aspect)"

"Yes, yes, it's magical!"

Well, this Taoist priest speaks the same Hepu dialect as Hong.

The other Taoist priest did not speak, but silently rolled down his clothes.

I asked Uncle Jiang curiously, "Uncle Jiang, Aunt Lan, do they also have to lift their clothes to take insect eggs?" ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I was knocked on the head by the crazy old man. The crazy old man seemed to have been stepped on by the tail, and yelled at me with red eyes and a thick neck: "Lift your ...... Fart! ”

I looked at the crazy old man's mouth and obviously wanted to say "Mom", but then I changed it to a fart.

The crazy old man stopped talking, but he still stared at me angrily.

"Yunlan and they have their own natal Gu, and the natal Gu will protect them from being invaded by insect eggs, so naturally there is no need to retrieve eggs." Uncle Jiang put the peach wood into the magic bag and answered my question seriously.

The crazy old man also opened his mouth at this time, but his tone was not good: "This insect egg is for Yunlan, those adult worms, you can't keep it." ”

Jiang Shibo nodded.

Then the crazy old man drove Brother Yinshan, Brother Zhengren, and me back to the ancestral hall, and they continued to walk to the top of the mountain.