"What do you want to do?" Shi Weiyun's face turned pale, and he looked up at Yan Lan.

"You'll find out later." Yan Lan stretched out her hand to clamp his chin and motioned to Xin Shan, "I need some soil, of course it is best to have incense ash." ”

"If you want to be beautiful, where can I find incense ash for you?"

Xin Shan snorted and swiped his fingertips.

The rock in front of him was deformed into a simple stone basin, and the fine soil and gravel covered the bottom of the basin, and even moved to the jaw of Shi Wei Yun.

Yan Lan crushed the sculpture stone in his hand, wrapped the five emperor money around his wrist, raised his finger and pinched the trick to draw a black gas out of the stone and gather it at his fingertips.

Then he pulled out Shi Weiyun's fingers and pierced, squeezed out the blood beads and smeared them in the black gas, and then wanted to break Shi Weiyun's mouth.

"Yan Lan!" Shi Weiyun turned his head and struggled, his eyes widened angrily, "If you dare to do this, Lao Tzu will not let you go if he is a ghost!" ”

"Yo," Yan Lan raised her eyebrows in surprise, "And this good thing?" ”

Do ghosts looking for Taoist priests and deliver door-to-door business.

Shi Weiyun choked: "You-"

"Stop honking, hurry up." Xin Shan felt the yin qi flowing around him, and scratched his arm uncomfortably, "It's really not good, I'll tear this down, just break this broken place." ”

"The formation of nightmares is related to resentment and spell flow, and if you collide with spells directly internally, it is very likely to cause a backlash, and we may die here directly."

Fang Shu observed the surroundings, "Solving nightmare is a technical job, and the people who can do it the most now are the disciples of the Dao Sect, and the others ...... For example, the Buddha Gate should stand far back. ”

This was the first time that Fangshu had mentioned the matter of the cultivation world.

Yan Lan glanced at him and didn't react.

Shi Weiyun saw that the situation was not good, and wanted to resist: "I ......"

"It's not your turn to refuse." Yan Lan directly removed Shi Weiyun's chin, put the black qi into his mouth, and then restored the bone position and forced it to close.

"Hmm......"

Shi Weiyun's eyelids rolled and he lost consciousness, Yan Lan took out the only pillar of incense from his backpack, stabbed Shi Weiyun's finger with blood, stuffed the end into his lips for him to hold, and the other end into the scattered soil basin.

"Fu Qi tracking method," Yan Lan withdrew, "It is referred to as the psychedelic version of GPS." ”

As if invisibly pushed by both hands, Shi Weiyun's body began to shake.

The latched incense marks in the soil.

"It's so powerful, I want to learn it too." Xin Shan listened to the sound and sensed a slight and fine mana fluctuation, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice, "But now it's too late to go to the master and continue the magic line?" ”

"If you want to learn, you can learn," Yan Lan laughed, "Anyone can learn Taoist classics, you can learn if you want to learn, you can draw if you want to, you can read and study if you want to, don't take the lineage and inheritance, orthodoxy and folk as the shackles of cultivation, they are all the Dharma passed down by the ancestor who learned, and they are all the disciples of the ancestor. ”

The marks on the soil began to stabilize, and Yan Lan raised her finger and quickly made a coordinate system-like cross, pressing down a point on her position.

The three of them held their breath, and when the incense head gradually approached the position, they were about to merge at the moment when they attacked the wall behind Yan Lan at the same time!

"Hiss——!"

The scream was terrible, and the black shadow appeared instantly, Yan Lan retracted the wooden hairpin that flew out, turned over and stabbed at the black shadow's vital point!

The black shadow faded away from the protection of the mist, revealing a hideous body, like a white skeleton writhing, crawling towards the corner.

"Still want to run?!"

Xin Shan raised his finger, and Tuyu manipulated the rocks everywhere to kill-

An afterimage was faster than her, the fan slashed through the neck of the white bones, the tail of the fan hooked the severed head, and swirled to the door.

"I'm sorry to steal the credit."

Dai Qingling stepped forward, took the head hooked by the waist fan, and saw that it shrunk to the size of a god statue in his hand, so he raised his head and laughed softly:

"But my teammates made lottery heads, so I should be red, right?"

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