A palm is placed on my arm, and the true yuan circulates to supplement my lack of true yuan.

I turned my head and saw that it was a little monk.

The little monk looked at me with a smile and said, "I've never seen you so crazy, you just woke up not long ago, and you are so desperate."

Well, help you once. You know, these are two dryads, and they can't be controlled by one person. ”

I nodded, I didn't even dare to wipe the sweat off my face, I can't let go now!

The true element of the little monk was guided by me into the talisman pen, constantly impacting the barrier.

However, this is tantamount to ordinary people smashing iron plates, it is simply impossible!

My heart is crossed, and this is the only way to go!

"One, two, three, four, five, send me the true yuan! Hurry up, the more the better!"

Of course, this sentence is said in my heart, if I say it clearly, the little monk will have to call me to death, less than the demigod realm, how dare to accept the true yuan of so many people, not afraid of exploding and dying?

The demon in my heart exerted force, and the muscles in my face trembled, and my heart hurt!

Although I am a living dead person, and my muscles and veins are stronger than ordinary people, I can't withstand such a powerful True Yuan, so I can only barely support it.

However, fortunately, Zhenyuan was found by me to vent and bombarded directly on the barrier.

There were traces of trembling on the barrier, and I couldn't help but be happy and continued to exert force.

It seems that I really think highly of myself, I didn't prepare, and I actually refined the talisman directly, if there was no little monk and the demon just now, and let the talisman refining fail, the aura leakage would be light.

And this is the stuff of two dryads that are more than 900 years old, it would be good if it didn't explode, not to mention the backlash, it would definitely kill people!

But fortunately, what we encountered was a dryad that was more than 900 years old, not a demon turned into an animal, otherwise, we wouldn't be able to withstand a single move, and we would be scattered directly.

The cultivation of monsters is inherently slower than that of humans, and the geniuses of human beings can cultivate the Tao for one year a year, while the monsters turned into animals can only practice the Tao for ten years and one year.

Dryad, what's more, there is only one year of Taoism in more than a hundred years.

So, if we attack them in groups, we can defeat these two dryads.

Ye Linglong, Duan Yinyin and Li Feiyu came in from outside the door, saw me and the little monk there, and said together: "Ah, wake up." ”

I gritted my teeth, my face turned red, and I almost squeezed a few words out of between my teeth, and said, "Come and help, our true yuan is not enough!"

Ye Linglong and the others hurriedly came over, grabbed the talisman with both hands, and exerted their strength together.

When the barrier finally loosened, I was overjoyed and said, "Come on, it's almost there!"

"Buzz!"

The talisman made a sound, and I collapsed directly to the ground, wiped the sweat off my head, slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said, "It's successful!"

I looked at the bamboo pole and the hair of the bamboo, the bamboo pole is about two meters, we intercepted thirty centimeters, and we can also make a few runes.

I said to them, "The village chief also knows our identity, why don't we go to the village committee to live today, it happens to be in the middle of nowhere, and we can restore the true yuan and create a few more talismans." One for each person. ”

The little monk's eyes lit up, and his feelings still had his share, so he said: "Okay, I just want these to be made into talismans, let's have one for each person." ”

"But I need to practice my hands, this is the first time to refine the talisman pen, it's just a fluke, help me find some ordinary bamboo. ”

......

On the talisman pen, there are strange lines depicted, there are a few bamboo leaves, and some charms are also depicted, which looks very exquisite.

Looking at the five talisman pens in front of me, I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's finally finished." Five talisman pens, but what should we do with the rest of the bamboo poles?"

The little monk suddenly remembered something, and took out a simple piece of animal skin paper from his robe.

Immediately, there was a smell of decay, and a smell of formalin, the little monk smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't be surprised, it's for embalming."

What is recorded above is a spiritual weapon called the Soul Flute, which can absorb the power of ordinary ghosts, and the ghosts are also in awe of it.

And if the master is promoted to the demigod realm, he can exert his maximum power, even if it is a powerful ghost, wave his hand to accept it. ”

"It's so powerful, how difficult is it to refine?" I hurriedly asked.

"Four stars, the second in the world is difficult to refine. The little monk shook his head, and then continued: "So, let's wait until our level improves. ”

I was still a little unwilling, so I asked, "You tell me the steps." ”

The little monk knew my state of mind, shook his head, and said, "It's useless to say it, unless there is a sealing master to help!

The other steps are very simple, only the seal is difficult, and there are too few sealing masters in the world. ”

Ye Linglong's eyes lit up, patted me on the shoulder, and asked me, "Murong Hao, do you still have memories of your previous life?"

I laughed too, took the vellum paper, and looked at it carefully.

The little monk scratched the back of his head, a little overwhelmed, and asked Li Feiyu, "Brother Yu, is he okay?"

Li Feiyu laughed, sat on the stool, and said: "Wait and watch the show, his previous life was a sealing god-level figure, that is, he took advantage of the Xuan Demon Tribulation to be injured and sealed the Xuan Demon for hundreds of years!"

......

"Let's begin, seal!" the little monk said to me.

I nodded, and now I got to the most critical part.

The true element is injected into the bamboo, and the true qi is released, turning into substance, and punching holes in the bamboo.

In this process, the speed must be fast, otherwise, the aura inside will find an outlet and explode instantly, which is not acceptable to us.

After the hole is punched, the true element is covered on it to prevent the loss of aura.

The demons in my heart were summoned by me, and at the same time to help, I hurriedly let go, sealed my hands, and chanted the Taoist nine-character mantra and mantra: "Those who are in the army, all, the array is in front!"

Creation is infinite, Xuanxin is correct, taking the soul of life, destroying thousands of people, urgent as the law, pardon!"

The sealing formation is out, this is the formation of sealing aura, and it will be successful soon!

Ten people injected the true yuan together to strengthen the formation.

The power of the Dementor Flute lies in its inducing aura.

Blowing the flute, triggering the formation, the formation leaks a trace of aura, and the air flow that blows in makes the aura work, and finally, exerts supreme power.

I sat directly on the ground, and then I pulled out a bucket of cold water from the well outside, poured it over my head, and felt much more comfortable.

He took the dementor flute, handed it to the little monk, and said, "Little monk, this is your dementor flute, and it is the method you provide." ”

The little monk waved his hand, gave it back to me, and said, "Then how can you do it?" You have the most force, and these sealing formations have consumed more than half of the contents of your backpack.

So give it to you first, and then it's a big deal to continue refining. ”

The little monk knows which is more important than a dementor flute, and it is clear that making a friend is more important.

I was not pretentious, and took the dementor flute and a quaint book handed over by the little monk.

The little monk said: "That's the Fatal Requiem, which is used with the Soul Flute, and with the Soul Suppression Jade, it is better to tie it to the Soul Flute with a red rope." ”

I handed both things to Ye Linglong and said, "I don't know how to play the flute, so I'll give it to you." ”

Ye Linglong nodded and accepted it.

The little monk stood up and said to me: "Donor, don't forget what I told you, now the little monk and I am a loose cultivator that no one wants, and if there is no teacher, the little monk will drink the northwest wind." ”