Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Edict, the Black and White World.

After dark.

Li Yanchu meditated cross-legged in the Taoist temple, and the copper coins that he had recovered from the hands of the people during the day were placed on the ground.

Of the 2,000 copper coins available today, more than 1,500 have been exorcised by talisman paper.

The rest of Wu Baiduo was brought back by him.

He wanted to use these blood-stained copper coins to attract the things behind him.

If you want to kill people, want to absorb the three souls and seven spirits, and the essence of the living, then there is only one Qingyunguan left in Wei City.

Just in case, he took out the Spirit Official Invitation Talisman.

"Sealed!"

As Li Yanchu imitated the sound of the grand avenue, a great avenue tide appeared on the spirit official invitation charm.

A dazzling golden light flashed, and the Spirit Official Invitation Talisman exuded a majestic Shinto aura.

This Lingguan Invitation Talisman was carefully selected by Li Yanchu from hundreds of talismans, and Lingyun was the strongest.

Last time, he also relied on him to kill the fake city god.

"Sure enough, it can be sealed twice!" Li Yanchu's eyes showed joy.

He checked the merits and found that this time the merits were directly reduced by two thousand.

"Is it 1,000 for the first edict, 2,000 for the second edict, and 3,000 for the third time?" Li Yanchu thought of it.

He put this Taoist orthodox talisman close to his body, and suddenly a warm Shinto aura still nourished his divine soul.

Compared with the previous time when he was sealed, it was more than twice as strong, and Li Yanchu's fatigue for a day suddenly disappeared and became vibrant.

He immediately smiled and took out a Five Thunder Talisman.

"Sealed!"

The tide of the avenue appeared, and the five thunder talismans suddenly appeared with the aura of pure yang thunder magic, and the evil qi in the entire room seemed to have been eliminated.

Lei Fa is the sun of heaven and earth, suppressing all evil and filth, with the five thunder talismans of the second seal, ordinary lonely souls and wild ghosts, and there is also the danger of soul flying away when Li Yanchu stares at him.

This time it also consumes 2,000 merits.

The remaining Five Thunder Talismans that had been used once, Li Yanchu thought about it for a while, and did not rush to seal it.

There are also two things for him to seal, namely the slashing knife and the lightning strike wooden finger tiger.

Thunder Strike Wood contains the power of thunder, which is extremely rare, and Li Yanchu has such a small piece in his hand.

I couldn't make a wooden sword, so I made a finger tiger with a whim.

However, Li Yanchu temporarily dispelled the idea of sealing the lightning strike, and instead chose to seal the five thunder talismans that were sealed for the second time!

The five thunder talismans are extremely heavy and are very suitable for playing as hole cards.

Li Yanchu took a deep breath: "Seal!" ”

Avenue tides appear.

This time is longer than the previous two combined.

When everything returned to calm, Li Yanchu suddenly felt as if an endless thunder pool had appeared in front of him.

The pure yang aura on the Five Thunder Talismans continued to penetrate Li Yanchu's soul, making his soul more condensed.

Only in the Divine Soul Day Tour Masters Yuan Shen has a pure yang breath, and the Day Divine Tour, Li Yanchu certainly does not have that realm now.

But this Five Thunder Talisman has the effect of condensing the Yang God, and at this point, it is a rare Taoist treasure talisman!

This time, a total of 7,000 merits were consumed!

"Merit is really like money, no matter how much it is, it is not enough to spend." Li Yanchu muttered to himself.

Li Yanchu had been cultivating until late at night before he was ready to rest.

After nightfall, Weicheng was exceptionally calm, and the recent bloody money making the people of Weicheng panic.

Vaguely, Li Yanchu smelled a faint fragrance of incense, which soon filled the entire room.

As the smell of incense in the room became heavier and heavier, Li Yanchu seemed to be sucked into the abyss whirlpool.

Vaguely, Li Yanchu heard an ethereal voice, which flickered left and right, making it difficult to tell the source.

Li Yanchu opened his eyes suddenly, but found that he was not in a Taoist temple, but in a black and white world.

Whoop –

Whoa—

There was the sound of water in his ears, and Li Yanchu looked down and saw that there was water under his feet, and there was no boundary.

"Where is this?" Li Yanchu's eyes sank.

He subconsciously touched his chest and found that the three treasure talismans were quietly placed close to his body in his arms.

Before falling asleep, he was holding the chopping knife in his arms, and at this time the chopping knife was also in his hand.

His mind settled down a little.

Instead, focus on this black and white world, which is often implied in folklore as the world of the dead.

Whoa, whoa, whoa—

The low-lying water he was on was not calm, but slapped on Li Yanchu's ankle like a tidal wave.

"This water is so cold." Li Yanchu's face changed.

There was a thick fog around him, and he could only see the place three feet in front of him.

Rao is Li Yanchu's nerves are like iron casting, and he can't help but be a little moved at this time.

"Li Yanchu!"

"Li Yanchu!"

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice called out his name, and the voice was terrible, like a soul.

Li Yanchu ran over following the sound of shouting souls, snap, he stepped on the water and made a sound.

In this foggy black and white world, Li Yanchu couldn't tell the direction at all.

Suddenly, Li Yanchu stopped suddenly, because he suddenly heard the same footsteps from behind him.

Someone is following me!

Li Yanchu didn't turn his head immediately, he just stood in place, and someone kept shouting his name in his ears.

When he stopped, the sound of clackling footsteps behind him also stopped.

According to folk legends, there are three yang fires in the human body, and if you walk at night in the middle of the night, someone suddenly pats you on the shoulder and calls your name.

Don't look back!

Otherwise, the ghosts will take the opportunity to blow out the yang fire on the shoulder.

This folk rumor has been passed down from generation to generation, and in fact, there is a certain amount of truth, when people are extremely frightened, their yang energy is weakened, and they are easily frightened.

Invaded by evil spirits.

Therefore, there are also rumors among the people that when they encounter unclean things, they should swear and curse, and they will be vicious, which is also the source of the saying that ghosts are afraid of wicked people.

Li Yanchu is not a wicked person, but he has killed extremely vicious people, and his evil spirit is even heavier.

Especially with the orthodox Taoist talisman and the slashing knife, ordinary evils don't dare to get close at all.

Because of this, Li Yanchu became more vigilant.

This strange and eerie black and white world of the dead seemed to be able to suppress the blood and evil qi in his body.

The footsteps behind him stopped, but a hissing roar suddenly appeared in Li Yanchu's ears.

There was the sound of a fire burning, the sound of falling water struggling, and the dull sound of dripping water, as if whispering in the ears of unseen souls around them.

It is easy for a person who is not strong-willed to fall into great terror and cannot extricate himself.

Suddenly in this black and two-colored world of the dead, there were strange footsteps behind him, and whispers of unjust souls in his ears.

Chilling the tail vertebrae is worse than dying.

It's just that Li Yanchu's expression is solemn and his eyes are firm, and the more he encounters danger, the more calm and calm he becomes.

However, Li Yanchu's brows furrowed, because he not only felt these terrifying sights, but also felt that his neck seemed to be a little sore and heavy.