The floral fragrance is pungent, and there is a sense of intoxication that captivates the soul.

I immediately took a step back and lifted the lid of the coffin, which was half rotten, with a single force.

When the lid of the coffin was lifted, inside the coffin, a skeleton appeared...

And among the bones, a bright red flower quietly bloomed.

This flower, the flower blooms with nine petals, and a layer of black gas lingers around the body...

A girl's misty face appeared in the center of the petals, and when she saw me, she hid in the petals shyly.

I hurriedly urged Jiajia next to me: "Jiajia, quickly cast a spell and take the flower soul!" ”

"Oh oh..."Jiajia nodded quickly, stepped forward, and immediately told me to get out of the way.

I'll free up my spot and cast a spell on Jiajia!

At this time, Jiajia bit her fingertips, and red blood flowed out of her fingertips...

At the same time, she was still chanting incantations in her mouth, and after a while, I found that the flower soul in the coffin had resurfaced...

And the flower soul, looking at the blood on Jiajia's fingertips, his eyes were hot, as if he was looking at some tasteless food.

"Huhu~~" In the end, the flower soul couldn't stand the temptation, flew out of the petals, flew to Jiajia's fingertips, and immediately, opened its mouth and began to suck her blood.

Jiajia's face changed slightly, and at the same time, with her other hand, she took out a soul urn from her arms, and said something in her mouth, "The world is underground, and the world is hell; Eight Directions Shade, listen to my orders... Harvest!! ”

As soon as the spell came out, a force of attraction came out of the soul urn, sucking the flower soul into the soul urn in her hand...

After it was over, Jiajia's little face turned white, turned her head and said to me weakly, "Oba, I took it... But just now, she sucked a lot of my essence and blood, I'm so weak now, hug me! ”

With a 'whoosh', I flew over to her and grabbed her.

Jiajia handed me the soul urn in her hand, and after I took it, I said happily: "Great, the flower soul is in hand, let's go back and save people." ”

After saying this, I released the old ghost in the spirit banner and said to him: "Old ghost, I am in a hurry now, you grave, just clean up by yourself." Ming'er, I'll pay someone to burn some paper money for you, and then repair your grave. ”

The old ghost smiled bitterly and said, "Master, I don't want paper money, can you burn a few paper figures for me to accompany me?" Alas, my descendants are not filial, and they have not come to worship me for more than ten years, and they probably forgot about me. ”

I nodded and promised: "Okay, when the time comes, I will ask the ghost master to fold a few beautiful paper figures for you and burn them for you as a maid." ”

When the old ghost heard this, he was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Master!" ”

Ahem... Unexpectedly, this ghost is the same as people, they are all bullying the weak and afraid of the strong.

Just now, before I showed my strength, the old ghost threatened to kill me, and when I showed my strength and included him in the spirit flag, he kept calling me master.

He didn't even care about me digging his grave...

Shaking my head, I hugged Jiajia and flew away with the flower soul into the distance.

……

More than half an hour later...

I went back to the ghost shop.

As soon as I came in, the ghost master asked me, "Huohuo, have you found the flower soul?" ”

I nodded in response, "Found it." ”

As he spoke, he put Jiajia out of my arms, and then walked in front of Song Xuan.

At this time, Song Xuan fell into a coma, his face was as pale as snow, and his whole body trembled. Even on that skin, there was a chill...

Seeing this, my face changed again, and the ghost master on the side sighed: "Alas, the corpse poison is about to attack her heart." If the corpse poisons her heart, the Da Luo Immortal will not be able to save her life..."

At this time, I didn't dare to delay any longer, and let the ghost master prepare the altar for me.

After setting up the altar, I carried Song Xuan to Jiajia's bed and let her lie on her bed.

Immediately, with a tear, he pulled her sleeve open, revealing her wounds.

Next, the yin and yang mantra I want to portray is called the 'narcissus mantra'.

This spell was created by the wonderful arithmetic immortal, who used the flower soul of the daffodils as a god and carved it on the villagers who were bitten by zombies, saving the lives of the entire village.

Later, his method of depicting this spell was preserved in the black book, and at the same time, it was named after the daffodil.

Daffodils, a symbol of purity and strength.

I hope that Song Xuan, a strong and pure girl, can survive this catastrophe like daffodils...

"Huh~~" After exposing Song Xuan's wounds, I took a deep breath, I really didn't expect that Song Xuan's arm, which had been poisoned by the corpse, had begun to turn black, and it was as black as the bottom of a pot...

I touched her arm and found it stiff as iron.

I really didn't expect that her poisoning would be so deep...

I couldn't delay any longer, and as soon as I exposed her wounds, I used a talisman pen to dip in cinnabar and began to engrave a spell next to her wounds...

At this time, Jiajia ran to my side and looked at me curiously.

However, she also understands the importance and knows that I can't be disturbed at this moment, so although she is extremely curious, she doesn't ask a word.

This time, I want to depict the narcissus spell, a total of more than 300 spell patterns, and the difficulty is even less than the child and mother spell I depicted before.

"It's cold, it's cold..."

Song Xuan, who was under the talisman, had purple lips, his teeth kept trembling, and he muttered to himself.

"Mom, don't... Don't kill my mom..."

"Ahh Don't..."

Song Xuan, who was in a coma, had nightmares, and kept shouting 'don't, don't'.

Seeing this, my heart trembled, and I tried to stabilize my mind and not let Song Xuan's shouting distract me.

On his forehead, sweat remained, but his right hand clenched the talisman pen.

Within the dantian, he desperately poured out his vitality and entered it into the talisman pen in his hand...

"Boom~~" The rune pen carved the runes, leaving runes on Song Xuan's arm...

The shape of this 'daffodil spell' is the same as that of a daffodil, and at this moment, I used fifty-six runes to depict one of its petals...

In the Black Book, there is actually a grade for all yin and yang mantras.

According to the complexity and efficacy of the Yin and Yang Mantra, there are from one to nine grades.

At the beginning, the first yin and yang mantra I depicted, the True Monarch Divine Dog Mantra, its grade was second-grade.

The last time I depicted the mantra of the son and mother, one spell is divided into two ways, with a total of more than 500 runes, which is for the third grade!

This time, the depicted narcissus spell has a total of three hundred and fifty-six runes, between the second and third grades...

I can depict the three-grade yin and yang spell last time, and this time the narcissus spell is naturally not to be thought about.

But because Song Xuan was in a coma at the moment, and moreover, he had been having nightmares and shouting in his mouth, which distracted me. So, I still don't dare to be careless.

I can only be careful and careful, trying not to make a mistake myself...

"Huh~~" time, like fine sand, is scooped up from the palm of the hand and passes from the fingers...

In a flash, more than an hour has passed!

"Huh~~" A rune like a daffodil, appeared on Song Xuan's arm.

The arm blackened by the corpse poison, a crystal clear daffodil, slowly flowing...

"It's beautiful!" Jiajia next to her couldn't help but praise loudly.

That flower was the most beautiful she had ever seen.

It is pure and does not stain a trace of dust.

It seemed to fall from the edge of the heavenly Yao Pond, and it fell on her body, embellishing this equally pure, fairy-like girl...

Who is blessed to pick this pure daffodil?

Who is she willing to care for?

After the daffodil spell was engraved, I carried Song Xuan to the altar.

Then, start asking for a spirit for her!

This time, the soul of the invitation is the soul of the flower, which is different from before.

To invite the flower soul, you need to let the flower soul recognize the lord first, and to recognize the flower soul, you need the master's essence blood.

I bit it on Song Xuan's fingertips, and blood flowed out of her fingertips...

At the same time, I released the flower soul from the soul urn.

As soon as the flower soul came out, he wanted to escape. I immediately recited a spell and used the power of the altar to suppress her in the altar.

Immediately, I said loudly: "Flower soul flower soul, essence and blood are the guide, may you have mercy and turn into a divine soul!" ”

"Huh~~" As soon as the spell came out, a fog blew out of the altar. As soon as the mist blew, the eyes of the flower soul in the altar were blurred, and they began to fly towards Song Xuan.

Then, the flower soul flew to Song Xuan's fingertips and began to suck her essence blood...

Seeing this, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, as long as the flower soul sucked Song Xuan's essence blood, then it was equivalent to the flower soul recognizing Song Xuan as the master.

In this way, I can introduce the flower soul into the 'Narcissus Spell', so that she can truly turn into a guardian soul and suck the corpse poison in Song Xuan's body...

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