It's a water charm!

Zhang Biao secretly said that it was not good, but he was not panicked.

All of this was expected by him.

Psychic Eye Prompt: The Water Charm is afraid of fire and incense ashes, not a deadly nemesis.

This is also evidenced by the outbreak of shore traps.

The incense ash only blackened the water charm, creating a similar burning effect, trapping it in place.

The evil creature even has the power to perform tricks.

So Zhang Biao's choice changed from killing the water charm to taking the opportunity to get medicinal materials.

In addition, it is also unknown how long the incense ash can be trapped, so Zhang Biao has already thought about how to deal with it.

The Sanyang meridian true qi operated, and the heat flow emerged from the dantian, and the head and shoulders suddenly boiled hot.

This is the confidence that he dares to go into the water.

The confrontation with Grandma Wu in those days let him know that even if he didn't ignite the Sanyang True Fire, he could retreat from the enemy by running the True Qi.

Sure enough, the cold feeling on my legs quickly subsided.

But at this moment, the surrounding scene changed dramatically.

Darkness filled the air, and even the last rays of light dissipated...

The river turned cold in an instant, and a dead silence that welled up from the depths of the soul quickly spread......

What's even more terrifying is that Zhang Biao suddenly fell down, and above his sight, his body appeared, swallowed by the darkness little by little......

Oops, pulled into the spirit realm!

Zhang Biao didn't know what was going on.

At the same time, in the darkness below, a myriad of noises rang out.

The voice didn't mean anything.

With fanaticism, despair and resentment, they all come together, like a magic sound.

What is it?

Zhang Biao was taken aback, but fortunately he was wearing a noodle beam, and immediately turned on his true qi and concentrated his gaze.

In addition to the inheritance, it can also travel through the spiritual world, increase your vision, and protect your soul.

As the True Qi moved, the darkness in front of him quickly dissipated, and he also saw the source of the sound.

It was a small village!

The whole village seemed to sit on the silt at the bottom of the river, densely packed with the souls of hundreds of villagers, who knelt on the ground and formed a circle.

All were in tattered clothes, their bare skin soaked and swollen, and glowing a disgusting grayish-white.

Strange voices came from their mouths.

In the center of the worship of these dead souls is a land temple, with a large hole in the roof, revealing a statue of the earth, which he saw at the bottom of the river in reality.

The difference is that this statue of the earth is as bright as porcelain.

And Zhang Biao's soul at this time seemed to be still affected by the buoyancy of the river at this time, suspended above the village.

Seems to notice his gaze.

The sound of the sacrifice came to an abrupt end.

suddenly

The heads of all the dead souls, all twisted in an abnormal way, looked up in unison, and a pair of dark eyes looked at him from below.

What's even more strange is that through the hole in the roof of the land temple, the statue of the land god, at some point, also raised its head.

Kind face and good eye,

The mouth is white with sharp teeth.

Not good!

Huge fear welled up in his heart, Zhang Biao's eyes were bloodshot, and with the power of fear and anger, he frantically operated the Sanyang True Qi.

Puff puff!

Overhead, shoulders, three flames rose up.

The true fire of Sanyang was ignited again.

Unlike the two times in the Ghost Head Willow and the Witch Temple, this time it was a complete fire that ignited the real fire.

A huge suction force came from above, and Zhang Biao's soul flew towards his body.

Almost instantly, he saw his own flesh.

The flesh was motionless in the water, and there was a miserable white figure lying behind it, which was the evil water charm.

This guy wants to take his own flesh!

A huge anger surged into his heart, and the Sanyang True Fire suddenly erupted, even the physical body was no exception.

Using the Dou Mian Beam, coupled with the ignition of the Sanyang True Fire, his pitiful True Qi was exhausted almost instantly.

Zhang Biao's eyes were dark, and he almost fainted.

In a daze, he seemed to see the water charm lying behind him, burned through his arms by the real fire.

"Roar!"

Then, the roar of the tiger rang in my ears......

…………

"Ahh

In the grass, Cui Laodao stretched his waist, yawned big, and stared blankly at the bright moon in the sky.

"Mother, I overslept!"

As if thinking of something, Cui Lao Dao was excited, and quickly got up, feeling remorseful in his heart.

Last night, I made up my mind to take a peek, and took a few disciples and grandchildren overnight to search for things to ward off evil spirits.

The old clothes known as the feathering and soaring...

Chongsheng Temple Kaiguang Jade Buddha

The sacred flame of the fire at the Ho Lo Hu Temple...

In short, all the ones from the last year were found and hung on their bodies in a mess.

After a busy night, I didn't expect to wait for people for half a day, and I was mentally sleepy and took a nap, and night fell.

You won't miss it...

Cui Laodao sighed again and again in his heart, and carefully poked his head out of the barren grass.

I saw that under the faint moonlight, the Yongji River was pitch black, and the occasional sound of river waves crashing on the shore came, but it was even more silent.

It's here!

Cui Laodao saw the big bag left by Zhang Biao, his heart was pounding, and his eyes widened to see it clearly.

But except for the backpack, there is no half of it.

Where did the people go?

Don't... Killed by a water ghost?

Cui Laodao thought wildly in his heart, waited for a while, and finally couldn't resist his curiosity, and tiptoed towards the shore.

Whoa......

At that moment, there was a strange noise in the river.

Cui Laodao's eyes widened, and he saw that in the river, the faint fire light of the human form flashed away, and then the water splashed and a black shadow appeared.

The black shadow wore a hideous tiger head mask, and the patterns and eyes on it emitted a faint fluorescence.

At night, it's weird and terrifying.

"Water, water ghost ......"

Cui Laodao's forehead was sweating, and his legs were weak.

Seeing the monster swimming towards the shore, he was so frightened that the back of his head was cold, and he tried to escape, but his legs were weak.

Cui Laodao wanted to cry without tears, trembling and taking off the fine pieces on his chest, and holding them up one by one.

"Daozu bless, Buddha bless..."

At the same time, the figure was getting closer and closer, and suddenly said in a low voice: "With this little courage, you still want to learn how to cultivate and catch ghosts?" ”

"Tai Sui Immortal Master!"

Cui Laodao was suddenly overjoyed, and he hurriedly wanted to step forward, but he was afraid in his heart, "Why did the immortal master change his outfit again?" The water ghost..."

"It's gone."

Zhang Biao's voice was weak, he reluctantly came to the shore, sat down, and handed the hemp rope in his hand to Cui Laodao.

"Do me a favor and carry things ashore."

"Okay!"

Hearing that the water ghost was destroyed, Cui Laodao suddenly came to his senses, grabbed the hemp rope, and carried the jars of medicinal herbs to the shore one by one.

While he was working, he kept boasting, "The immortal master is really powerful, I'll just say, as soon as you make a move, what kind of charm is not a problem at all......"

Listening to this old chirping, Zhang Biao didn't feel upset at all, but felt at ease.

It seems to be light, but in fact it escaped death.

If one step is delayed, not only will the soul be left in the spirit realm by that terrible evil thing, but the physical body will also be occupied by the water ghost.

What the hell is that?

Zhang Biao looked at the calm river and had palpitations.

However, nine deaths and one life, the harvest is also huge.

This batch of medicinal herbs is just one of them.

Under the extreme fear at that time, he struggled desperately, and his spirit and spirit were united, and he actually ignited the Sanyang True Fire in advance.

And that's not all.

The power of the Sanyang True Fire was extraordinary, and it almost burned the water charm to ashes, and then it was swallowed by the noodles.

Among them, the inheritance has finally been opened!

Zhang Biao touched the scorching edge on his face, the heat on it gradually dissipated, and it became cold and piercing.

He could feel that there was something more in it.

Seems to be some memory.

Cold and emotionless.

But now, obviously, is not a good time to realize.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao said to Cui Laodao: "Let's go, this place is ominous, let's leave first..."

……………

The next day, autumn was high.

In the small courtyard of Anzhenfang, Zhang Biao was naked, his eyes were closed, he was standing on the Hunyuan pile, and his chest fell with his breathing.

Cultivation now is a little different from the past.

After refining the medicinal power of the Bazhen Qi and Blood Soup, his skin was no longer red, and there was no sweat stain on his forehead, but his breath was slightly burning.

This is a manifestation of the growth of cultivation.

Just by standing on the pile, you can refine all the medicinal power of the Bazhen Qi and Blood Decoction, and unless you take a stronger decoction, you will have visions such as skin redness again.

Soon, the power of the medicine gradually dissipated.

The fatigue and weakness of last night quickly disappeared, and the spirit and energy were adjusted to the best state.

But Zhang Biao still didn't move.

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open.

Puff puff!

With three crisp sounds, a small light red flame appeared on both shoulders and on the top of the head, which was the Sanyang True Fire.

Different from the past, today's Sanyang True Fire is no longer a rootless fire, and as it burns, the True Qi in the body is also rapidly depleted.

Zhang Biao's heart moved, and the real fire quickly dissipated.

With his current cultivation, he can't use it for a long time, but he has a killer weapon, and when he faces evil in the future, he will no longer be slaughtered by others.

After practicing for a while, after adjusting his state, Zhang Biao turned around and returned to the room.

On the wooden table, there are several jars, all sealed with cork paraffin, which were harvested last night.

Of course, this is only a part of it, they are all ginseng, cocos and rehmannia from the previous year, which is just enough for eighty percent of the qi and blood soup.

The rest was buried by him in a secret place outside the city.

These things are worth a lot of money, and at today's market prices, they cost almost nine hundred taels of silver, and they can't be bought.

But Zhang Biao's attention is all on the noodles.

He put on the beams of his face, sat cross-legged on the bed, concentrated, and gradually entered a state of self-forgetfulness.

Boom!

In my mind, there seems to be Hong Zhong Da Lu reverberating.

An ancient voice of vicissitudes of life, from being like nothing, gradually becoming clear:

"In ancient times, there were witches, worshipping heaven and earth, chasing ghosts and gods..."

"Fang Xiang and the Twelve Beasts. Shouting, holding torches, stepping on mountains and rivers, eating evil spirits and driving away epidemics..."

"Fang Xiang Twelve Gates, Jiazuo, Gas, Xiongbo, Tengjian, Lanzhu, Birch, Jiangliang, Zuming, Commission, Wrong Judgment, Qiqi, Tenggen..."

"A is a fierce eater, a thalascapol eats a tiger, a male man eats essence, Tengjian eats unknown, Jiangliang eats and dies, Birch eats dreams, and Zuming eats parasitic ......"