Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Beginning
At this time, two men dressed as soldiers carried an oak barrel towards this side, and before the barrel arrived, there was an extremely strong fragrance, which was mixed with the slightest fishy smell, fishy but not smelly!
The oak barrel was placed in front of the gossip binding spirit lock array, Lin Mo walked over, looked at the bucket of slightly viscous paste liquid in the barrel, stretched out a finger and put it into the bucket, his eyes were slightly closed as if he was feeling something, he leaned less, and then took it back, nodding with satisfaction on his face. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Zhang Daoyuan looked at Lin Mo with a smile on his face, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, the things in this bucket were what he was staring at and refining, and the liquid in this bucket was made by adding ambergris to water slightly.
After the ambergris perfume was refined, Zhang Daoyuan reached in and felt it, and found that this thing was indeed as the little junior brother said, containing a trace of dragon energy.
For dragon qi, Zhang Daoyuan is not as unfamiliar as most other cultivators, but is very familiar, it should be said that the three of their senior brothers are no strangers to dragon spirit qi, this is all because of the well in the small Daoguan mountain gate of their heavenly path.
According to the master, the well is the ancestor Dao Xuan Zhenren spent a lot of effort to find the dragon point to drain and open, and the well water contains the dragon spirit of the dragon vein of Yunmeng Mountain, and the Guigu Shenquan opened by Guiguzi in Yunmeng Qianshan comes from the same vein.
Lin Mo stared coldly at Liu Yue'er in that array, and smiled gloomily, "So far, aren't you ready to come out of her body?" ”
Liu Yue'er, who was struggling, heard this, her blood-red eyes on her distorted face stared at Lin Mo tightly, her struggling body stopped for a moment, and a thin voice of resentment and anger came from her
"Don't be complacent, boy, the deity will succeed in two more hours, and I will definitely destroy your soul by then! 、、Now what can you do to me、、Kill her、As long as you kill her, I'll come out immediately、、Haha、Hmph"
It was about to laugh a few times, but when it saw Lin Mosen's hand raised with a smile, it had to hold its mouth aggrieved.
In fact, this charm is also a nest fire in his heart, he can't imagine the existence of his dignified mountain and forest overlord, and he was bullied by such a seemingly young cub, which really makes it resentful, it really wants to kill him immediately, but he can't help it, he can't go out now, otherwise the Yin Yuan Yang that is about to arrive will fall short.
This Yin Yuan Yang is too important to it, it is reluctant to give up, and grabbing this Yin Yuan Yang is a water mill kung fu, not to be forced, and the host must not be allowed to die during the seizure period, otherwise this Yin Yuan Yang will collapse by itself! However, it didn't have much fear in its heart, it didn't believe that the little cub in front of it could help itself, but after getting the Yin Yuan Yang, he would go out immediately, and he would definitely kill the soul of the soul, and the bones would be scattered!
At this moment, its gaze was staring at Lin Mo deadly, and a trace of hatred and ferocity in its eyes emanated from its blood-red eyes!
"Good, good!"
Lin Mo's gaze stared at it coldly, and a cold tone popped out, and then walked towards the altar.
At this time, Song Wensheng, Zhang Daoyuan's eldest disciple, walked over, handed Lin Mo a package, and retreated to Zhang Daoyuan's side.
Inside the package was a Dao robe Dao Guan and his six soul mirrors, in addition to a simple peachwood sword, which seemed to be thoughtful by Zhang Daoyuan.
After taking off his coat, putting on his robe neatly, and putting on the Taoist crown, Lin Mo's surrounding momentum changed, and this slightly changed temperament could not be described, but all the people who looked at Lin Mo felt it、、、
After lighting the candles, setting up the incense burner, adjusting the magic ink, and finishing everything, Lin Mo reached out and took out three one-meter-long incense sticks, waved his hand and lit them, bowed a few times to the heavens and the earth, and inserted them into the incense burner.
Everyone was surprised and surprised, how could Lin Mo touch this incense with his hand, only Mo Yongxing's eyes widened, this hand, he had also seen it when Qin Yu opened the altar, he also asked Qin Yu specifically for this, I remember that Qin Yu said at the time that this technique must be done by cultivating to a senior level.
"He, he, this, "
Mo Yongxing's eyes widened, and he muttered in disbelief.
Zhang Daoyuan's master and apprentice were not surprised.
Lin Mo's hands formed several magic seals, his expression was solemn, and he muttered a kind of opening spell to ask the heavens to open the altar.
After reciting, Lin Mo took out three three-foot incense, lit it with both hands and walked solemnly to the offering table, first bowed to the mountains in the distance, and then placed the four directions, and inserted the incense into the incense burner on the offering table with a prayer.
He made a joke and bowed three times to the dragon-shaped statue, during which he kept chanting something, but his voice was too small and the words were too obscure, and everyone couldn't hear what he was reading.
Then, Lin Mo straightened up, picked up a bowl, took some rootless water and filled it, and passed a fresh willow branch with green leaves on the table.
The willow branch dipped in water from the position of the offering table, and began to sprinkle it forward with a chant in his mouth, until it reached the end of the red carpet at the door.