Fugui Village dissipated strangely, and at that time, there was a small firework the size of a bean as if with spirituality, and it was quickly projected towards the mud pill in the heart of Song Ciwan's eyebrows!

Song Ciwan didn't know what this was, so his first reaction in the face of the unknown was to summon the scales, and with a turn of the qi technique, he quickly put this small pea-like flame into the weighing plate.

A brief explanation of this object was suddenly revealed on the weighing pan: [Netherworld Demon Flame, three-star level, gathers greed, hatred, hatred, and obsessive resentment in the world, and is scorched with strange essence in the filth of heaven and earth. Demon Flame Soul Incineration, with its own pollution effect, can be sold. 】

After reading the commentary, Song Ciwan suddenly had a feeling that this was indeed the case.

I didn't put this thing in my hand just now, and I was right! This Demon Flame is a three-star level, and it is the first time that Song Ciwan has come into contact with a three-star thing. It's hard to say how powerful it can be, but it's dangerous to come across it without the right way to deal with it.

Of course, now that this magic flame has been included in the scales, it can only be sold, and Song Ciwan has no way to take it out again.

Therefore, there is nothing to study, and the direct sale is: [You sold a three-star Netherworld Demon Flame, and obtained one of the Samadhi True Fire, the Heart Sutra Fire. 】

Samadhi is a true fire, and there is superiority, middle ambiguity, and lower ambiguity.

Although their names are different and their effects are different, there is no difference in their essence. If the samadhi are one, there will be a qualitative change! But that's a distant thing, and I don't have to think too much about it now.

What Song Ciwan got here was the fire of the heart, and at this moment, a wisp of invisible and qualitative slender flames converged from nothingness, and leisurely fell into Song Ciwan's eyebrows and mud pill palace!

In the Mud Pill Palace, the abode of the gods.

Song Ciwan couldn't do the inner vision of the soul now, but she could clearly sense that when that wisp of flame settled, the heart demon seed that was also located in the Mud Pill Palace suddenly shook slightly.

This heart demon seed had devoured the heart demon of the giant village chief, and it had grown from the size of a fingernail to the size of half a copper coin.

Its form is still illusory, and if you look closely, you can see that there is a slight cloudiness inside the seed.

The fire of the Heart Sutra fell below the demon seed, and the flame silently and gently wrapped this illusory seed, and between the slow burning, Song Ciwan felt a kind of ease and comfort like washing away the dust.

It's wonderful.

The Cave Photography panel shows that the Side Door Technique: Void Phantom Magic Sword, the first layer of Heart Magic Movement (proficient 536/1000).

Intermediate Dao Technique: Samadhi True Fire (Mutilation, Fire of the Heart Sutra), Introductory (5/100).

At this time, Aunt Zhou quietly withdrew from the crowd and came to Song Ciwan's side.

She looked at Song Ciwan with a somewhat hesitant expression.

It's just because Song Ciwan's face has changed.

At the beginning, when Song Ciwan followed the guidance of the paper soul puppet and traced it to the edge of Bibo Lake, she actually transformed herself into a yellow-faced teenager.

Later, Bibo Lake changed dramatically, Song Ciwan and Zhou Damiang fell into a treacherous situation together, at this time her memory and skills were all suppressed, the spell failed, and naturally the whole person changed back to its original appearance.

The original appearance, without a vest, always made Song Ciwan feel habitually uneasy, so she quietly changed her face while others were not paying attention.

Now her face is about three points similar to her original appearance, but it is relatively original, and her current face is even more mediocre. Coupled with the blessing of a drop in the ocean, it is really impossible to find it in the pile.

But Aunt Zhou didn't have amnesia, she just had a little confusion in her memory, and when she looked at Song Ciwan at this time, she fell into a deep self-doubt.

- Who am I? Where am I? Is everything I've just seen true or false? Is it a dream or an illusion?

The Song lady who is suffering with me, is this the one in front of you?

Song Ciwan smiled at her, raised his finger to his lips and made a silent gesture.

A wisp of the breath of Dafa in the dream leaked and circled around Aunt Zhou, making her already chaotic memory even more trance-like.

Aunt Zhou was a little stunned, but she still nodded subconsciously and gave Song Ciwan a smile.

She is now sure that the little lady in men's clothes in front of her should be the Song lady who shared her hardships before.

It's that she herself is confused, she can't even remember the face, and it's all this in front of her, it's too terrifying and confusing......

Aunt Zhou was frightened, and while gently approaching Song Ciwan's side, she carefully peeked at the crowd of people who were lying on the ground and vomiting.

Some people vomited and ran out from the middle, but there were too many fat white objects on the ground, and this time they ran, only the crunch of fat being trampled on everywhere sounded.

"Ahh

"Help!"

Burst!

The man who shouted for help fell to the ground again, and then he was covered with a white maggot......

It's disgusting, it's unbearable.

More people cried out in terror, and some who had not yet awakened rolled their swollen and twisted bodies, arched their deformed heads, and snorted among the white objects......

Aunt Zhou turned her face, panicked and dazed: "Song Niangzi, what should we do?" These people ...... Is there any salvation? ”

To tell the truth, Song Ciwan didn't know how to deal with this situation, although the weirdness of Fugui Village had dissipated, some of the negative effects of weirdness were obviously still continuing.

She also had no clue how to leave this strange place.

Song Ciwan said in a low voice: "Aunt Zhou, don't worry, you can see ......"

What to see?

saw that in the chaotic crowd, there was a slender and graceful woman who was particularly different, and was pushed and crowded...... Her expression was first confused, then abrupt, then angry, and finally, a flush covering her pretty face.

That's the Chihua Fairy!

She was so shocked by the previous collection of golden dragon blood that when she fell into this strange situation, she didn't react at all and went straight to the road.

Her memories and mana were all suppressed, and in a daze, she was persuaded to use her chopsticks—even though she didn't eat much.

Vomit!

Fairy Chihua had never been so embarrassed in her life, she put her hands on her chest and retched uncontrollably.

Of course, nothing came out of it.

In fact, the moment she woke up, those filths were burned clean by the mana in her body.

Still, a sense of shame and shame occupied her entire mind at the moment. After she vomited twice, she raised her hand and turned out a jade talisman in her hand.

"Xuanyuan Heaven and Earth, Red Fire Huanghuang, Lingbao Rune, Eliminate Filth and Void Xuan......"

She dyed her face with red glow, her willow eyebrows were upside down, she raised her fingers and pinched the trick, and drank softly in her mouth: "Wow!" ”

With a finger of the jade talisman, red flames rushed out of it, turning into countless flying crimson petals under this blue-gray sky.

When these petals fall to the ground, the fat white filth on the ground instantly vaporizes into smoke.

The petals fell into the body again, and the people who were stained with the petals straightened up from the vomit on the ground. Their swollen bodies gradually subsided under the action of the petals, and the painful expressions on their faces gradually calmed down.

Song Ciwan was on her side, and Aunt Zhou was stunned.

Song Ciwan also felt an eye-opener, it turned out that the flame could still be used like this!

This is the difference between a wild path like her and a master disciple of the sect, she has learned a lot of spells, but it seems that she always lacks an application at some point.

But it doesn't matter, she can still learn!

Song Ciwan slowly adjusted the true qi in his body, while continuing to operate the scales to carry out the previously unfinished offset.