Linzha Village at 8 p.m.

The eyes are full of stars, competing for brilliance.

Jiang Hao climbed to the top of the building and sat cross-legged under the moon.

Facing the breeze of a spring night, meditate.

Ten minutes......

Thirty minutes......

An hour......

Minutes and seconds passed, and there was no reaction at all.

Jiang Hao couldn't sit still.

Theoretically, if there is really a supernatural guide, it should have been sensed a long time ago.

The more anxious I became, the more I couldn't calm down.

He looked up at the starry eyes, let out a long breath, and pondered what the red-light sparrow had said.

Seven circles of idiot, three petals call me, all in one go?

Could it be that you can draw a talisman yourself?

Jiang Hao, who has crossed over here, has forgotten the past talisman patterns, but even if he remembers, what if he remembers?

Fu is a medium to communicate with heaven and earth, ghosts and gods.

It is useless for anyone to memorize the pattern of the talisman and draw it, because they don't know how to chant mantras and have no mana, so they can't achieve the purpose of communicating with the gods at all, and forcibly drawing talismans is counterproductive.

This is to draw talismans without knowing the trick, but to make ghosts and gods laugh; If you know how to draw a talisman, you will be shocked by the ghosts and gods.

In addition, the matter of drawing symbols is also different in different schools.

There are different symbols, and there are different laws.

Before the crossing, Jiang Hao's method of inheritance, even if it was all-encompassing, allowed the heads of hundreds of schools, and had the help of all parties, there were also a lot of particularities and taboos on the matter of drawing talismans.

My heart is entangled, and my thoughts are stagnant.

If it's not a talisman, what does the sparrow mean?

No matter, a dead horse is a live horse doctor.

I, Jiang Hao, am talented and intelligent, escaped from the seal of the human and ghost war in the Eastern Earth Otherworldly Continent, and was trained by my teacher to come to this planet to hunt ghosts.

In the past, I was only in my previous life, but in my reincarnation, after 30 years of penance, I was attached to God, and now I have regained my divine will.

It's just a talisman, so what's the lack of mana?

As long as I don't keep my mind moving, draw talismans sincerely, no matter whether the ghosts laugh or scream, I can always meet the red sparrow.

Jiang Hao closed his eyelids, adjusted his breathing, and had the divine energy in his body, inspiring the energy of heaven and earth.

Remembering everything that happens at sunset, the gentle breeze, the slanting sun and the horizontal windows, there is no dust......

Meditation at the time of tranquility, thoughts as steady as Mount Tai, qi gathered under the dantian, selfless and quiet.

He held his breath, raised his sword finger in the darkness with his mind, drew the word "idiot" in the air, and drew seven circles in a row outside the word, and when the outer circle ended, he drew a three-leaf petal, and finally pulled out a perfect arc.

After a stroke, Jiang Hao took a deep breath.

Closing the eyes in the pitch black, a dazzling white light spirit rune suddenly appeared.

"Sure enough, it's what I want! Jiang Hao, it's finally here! ”

It is the sound of a red-light sparrow with a strange yin and yang atmosphere.

Jiang Hao was overjoyed in his heart, it was indeed a trick to draw talismans!

He opened his eyes and was in the middle of the night, looking up at the starry sky, extremely gorgeous, and looking down at Linzha Village, the building was as small as ants.

Suddenly, a shadow of a black mang deeper than the night sky smashed in front of him, and for a while, the whole world shook wildly, the stars shifted, and the stars fell.

Lightning flashed under his feet, and thunder roared.

One after another, the power loss slashed fiercely on the land of Linzha Village.

Jiang Hao seemed to be unsteady, hanging in the air and unable to go up and down, swaying, and couldn't help but panic.

"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you."

The shadow of the black mangs gradually became clear, and a young man wrapped in plain cloth, with a plain appearance, and the left side of his face covered by a huge red spot appeared in front of Jiang Hao, "It is said that Xiuzhen is not afraid of death, and if you are afraid of death, you don't cultivate the truth, why don't you have the spirit of cultivating truth?" ”

Jiang Hao was dumbfounded and said, "Repair ...... Xiuzhen? ”