The Horse Talisman, also known as the 'Paper Horse Talisman' and the 'Divine Talisman', is a talisman that can help wizards travel quickly, and has been used in the wizarding world for thousands of years, and is economical and convenient and has a wide range of uses.

The reason why this talisman is called 'Jiama' is that there are different opinions.

In the eighteenth century, the famous sorcerer Zhao Ji of the Examining School, who wrote the "Twenty-two Historical Notes" and once wrote that "talented people have come out of the country and mountains for hundreds of years", once speculated in the thirtieth volume of his "Examination of the Yu Cong", that "in the past, when the statues of gods were painted on paper, there were horses for riding, so they were called paper horses", which means that in the past, when painting gods on paper, they had to draw a horse for the gods to ride, so it was called "paper horses".

There is also a sorcerer surnamed Yu Zhaoyi, in his "Tianxianglou Even" cloud: vulgar on the paper to draw the gods, painted in color, the sacrifice is finished, then incinerate, called the horse.

In short, whether it is a paper horse or a horse in the wizarding world, it is believed that they are all for the gods to ride, but ordinary people can borrow power.

The most famous user of the Jiama Fu is none other than the Shenxing Taibao Dai Zong in the Northern Song Dynasty.

It is rumored that Dai Shi is good at galloping, tying a double-armored horse for 400 miles a day, and then tying a four-armored horse, 800 miles in a day and night - of course, with the passage of time and the development of magic technology, the speed of the Jiajia horse talisman has been greatly improved, and the speed of the four-armored horse is only more than 30 miles per hour.

But no matter how it develops, there is an unavoidable key to this talisman: the gods.

Traditional shamans believed that this talisman was used to aid the gods by channeling the divine power of the 'Heavenly Speed Star', so the use of this talisman was necessary to bathe and fast, pray devoutly, and incinerate after use to worship the gods.

In the seventeenth century, Shi Daoyuan, a famous spiritual witch of Qionglong Mountain, once recorded an interesting incident in his diary: Once, Shi Daoyuan summoned Wen Shuai to descend, and before leaving, Wen Shuai asked for a horse and burned several pieces of paper without returning. Shi Yun: "I have already enshrined many armor horses. Wen Shuai judged and said, "The hooves of the horse you worship are broken and cannot be ridden." So Shi Daoyuan found the armor horse that had not yet been incinerated to check, and it turned out that the template was broken, and the horse's hooves were broken but not connected. Then Shi Daoyuan used a talisman to renew the horse's hooves, and Wen Shuai left.

However, with the passage of time, especially after the rise of the Dimension Sect, wizards have gained new insights into the inheritance of various mystical items in the past, and although talismans or spells such as the Armor Horse Talisman are still widely used, wizards have rarely used them to 'bathe in incense' and 'pray devoutly'.

Just like Zheng Qing, when he used the 'Jiama Fu', he always used it to draw as he could, and after using it, he threw it into his mind. Neither bathing nor fasting has ever been done, let alone prayer.

According to the old people, he is going to be unlucky when he looks like this.

Therefore, when he ran alone in the boundless wilderness, followed by a large group of demons of all kinds, he couldn't help but think of this stubble.

"The gods and Buddhas of the heavens, Sanqing, Rulai, Yawei, and Allah are above, bless my horse and run quickly. ”

"I have offered you a pig's head in my heart......"

It was a last resort, the young wizard thought to himself—not perfunctory, not disrespectful.

After all, he was now fleeing for his life in a wasteland hunting ground, and there was no way to set up an altar or burn incense to sacrifice.

And there were no sacrificial pig's heads in the wasteland.

There are only endless weeds, growing unscrupulously in the field. From a distance, it is furry, like a huge blanket, stretching from the soles of your feet to the sky, boundless.

Zheng Qing didn't know where the edge of the sky was, although he shouted to the demons to 'wait for them in the sky', but he didn't actually really plan to run to the edge of the sky - after all, he only had six armor talismans tied to his legs, and the distance he could run was very limited.

All he wanted was to run to the hill in his field of vision before the six runes burned out.

Just try to stay away from everyone.

However, mental fatigue and physical exhaustion have gradually turned this hope into a luxury.

Before coming out of the Four Elephant Circle, Zheng Qing tied six armor horses to his legs - the magic talisman has the property of superposition, as long as it can withstand it, the more the better, the more the better - how fast the speed of the six horses is, the young wizard has not really calculated. But there is no doubt that this kind of superimposed use of talismans must be much heavier than the burden of two horses and four horses.

His steps were getting heavier and heavier, and his breath smelled a little rusty.

Zheng Qing knew that it was not real rust, but the bloody breath that surged up from the alveoli and throat.

This means that the distance he can run is getting shorter and shorter.

As the saying goes, looking at the mountain runs a dead horse.

It means that it looks very close, but in fact it is still far away.

It's like the hill not far away in Zheng Qing's eyes.

Half of the six armor talismans had been burned, but the hill was still sitting not far from his field of vision, as if the distance between the two was constant and he would never be able to run.

"The gods and Buddhas of the heavens, Sanqing, Rulai, Yawei, and Allah are above, bless my horse and run quickly. ”

"Give me a little more time to pull the wind......"

Zheng Qing, who had six armor horses tied to his legs and was racing all the way in the wilderness, was indeed very stylish.

Especially behind him, there was a large group of howling demons.

But pulling the wind is a very physically demanding job.

So, when his magic power was about to run out and his feet began to stumble a little, the young wizard felt a trace of regret in his heart—the time to pull the wind was a little short.

The sound of the demons howling was getting closer and closer, and at that moment, a sharp headache suddenly rushed up. The young wizard, who was already overdrawn, screamed, his feet went limp, and he rolled to the ground.

...... God and Buddha bless.

...... If you survive, I will definitely offer you a few high incense plants.

Before he completely fainted, such a thought flashed through Zheng Qing's mind.

......

......

A flying squirrel demon spread its limbs, puffed up the wide membrane between its waist and legs, and tried to float faster. As one of the first members of the group behind the young wizard, it was confident enough to outdo the wolf demon next to it and the sparrow demon above its head, and bite the tender and delicious wizard with an enticing smell for the first time.

Nose or ears?

The meat there has crispy bones and is more chewy.

The mouth is also a good choice...... I've heard that a wizard's heart is very delicious, so it saves a lot of effort to get into it.

Saliva spilled from the corners of its mouth, drifting behind it with the violent sound of the wind surging around it. The squirrel's scarlet eyes were full of greed and longing, and its gaze roamed over the young wizard, looking at it, choosing the direction of its attack.

Or, that crystal clear red eyeball?

The distance of a few hundred meters was fleeting, and as expected, the flying squirrel demon came out on top and was the first to pounce.

If he had eyes in the back of his head, and could see the sneering eyes of the White Wolf Demon King, he might have thought about slowing down his pace for a moment—but there was no if.

The flying squirrel demon also chose his target, the red eyes of the young wizard.

For demons, beautiful red eyes are a more popular part than luxurious fur and a majestic body.

The rat demon had a long mouth, and its sharp and fine teeth bit into it.

"Boom!"

Crimson flames rose from the young wizard's body, enveloping the rat demon that pounced on him in an instant.

"Squeak......!"

The rat demon only had time to let out a scream before it was consumed by the red flame, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a pile of dry bones.