"Is this a deal?"

Zhijia Zhen looked at his pale and bloodless wrists, his skin became dry and folded, and his muscles atrophied a little, and obvious green tendons burst out. On the other hand, the old man not only became radiant, but the wrinkles on his face also stretched a little.

Fortunately, Zhi Hunt Zhen did not feel any discomfort, but because of a large amount of jade smoke, his knowledge of the sea improved greatly. Whether it was the original Star Dou Great Array or the stars cast by the earth vortex, they all began to take the initiative to absorb the jade smoke and temporarily "stop the war".

His Taishang Heart Mirror Note and the Void Pole Nail Fetal Soul Forbidden Method also benefited. With the help of jade smoke, the Taishang Heart Mirror is almost small, and the spiritual power brushes away a lot of impurities and becomes more sophisticated. The Void Pole Nail Fetal Soul Forbidden was also assisted by the jade smoke, breaking through the operation of a hundred weeks.

"In this life, when is it not a transaction? Use your own strength to trade the source of demons, use your blood and life to trade cultivation, and use innocence to trade cruelty and ruthlessness. The candlelight made the old man's eyes light up frighteningly, "You demons are here just to trade with the races of the vortex. Trading, how much you get, how much you have to pay, this is the law of the conservation of heaven and earth. If you want to be rude, you can't do it, you will only lose more than you gain. ”

Zhi Hunt really moved: "I made a mistake and killed my father-in-law's companion by mistake...... I wonder if there will be any consequences?"

"Absolutely. The old man turned his head and looked at Shin Zhi's arm, smiling gloatingly.

Only then did Zhi Hunt really realize that at some point, there were more than a dozen small sarcomas growing on his elbows, purple and red, connected into a bunch, like vine branches full of small grapes.

The old man shook his head: "It's a shame that you stopped early, if you kill a few more, this thing will crawl all over your body, corroding your flesh and blood little by little, until it turns you into one of us." But that's not bad, change your shell, maybe you'll live faster!"

"Could it be that some of the races in this place are mutated by demons?" Zhijia Zhenqi said, he pulled the small sarcoma, which was quite painful, and the other end of the sarcoma pierced into the skin, and the root was wisps of cotton wool. With a wave of his claws, he forcibly cut off the sarcoma, and blood splattered out, but the damaged root was still embedded in it, and it was difficult to remove it completely.

The old man laughed but did not answer.

"Trick up the void!" Fuji suddenly sneered, "Once these Earth Vortex Clans die, they will release a colorless and odorless filth. If you are infected with this filth and infected by it, you will mutate like them. ”

He said disdainfully: "If this seat makes a move, what is the problem of ringworm scabies?" With a finger of his hand, those remaining nodules turned into wisps of purple smoke, drifted out, and condensed into a bundle of sword-shaped smoke in the air.

With a light hook of his fingers, there was a soft sound of "poof", and the sword smoke shot out, shattering the jade leaves on the water. "You're ugly enough, and if you get a disgusting sarcoma, I'll throw up. Fuji glanced at Shin Chi Kari with disgust, the nodule in his arm disappeared, and the blood from the wound quickly stopped, leaving only a shallow pit like a pockmarked grain.

"The young man has two hands!" the old man was taken aback, he couldn't see it, and thought that Zhi Hunti had really driven out the sarcoma on his own. "It's a pity, I still want to trade with you for a way to cut the tumor. The old man wagged his tail regretfully and swam forward with Zhi Kari.

The jade smoke gradually thinned, and later, not even a wisp of it could be obtained, and the jade leaves on the water surface became less and less. The more Shikami looked beyond the river, the banks of the river were always shrouded in a deep and chaotic darkness, and he couldn't see anything, as if a painting had just opened the scroll, revealing only one corner of it, and he hadn't yet seen the panorama.

"What's out of the river?" asked Shikari Shin, "The pylorus throat cage can't be that big, right?"

"Creatures are always so greedy!" the old man let out a strange laugh, "If you want to see more, of course you have to satisfy you!"

The candle flame bloomed again, and the horn candle burned rapidly, and a giant mushroom-shaped halo rose up, and the light was dazzling. The darkness on the riverbank was like a torn curtain, rolling out with the candlelight.

Zhi Huntzhen's blood passed rapidly, and he was constantly sucked up by the horned candle, but he had no time to care, and the dense branches of the golden light on both sides of the river rushed into view. The golden branches seem to stretch out from the void, rootless and intertwined, gorgeous and bright, and the light is uncertain.

At the branches, there are occasionally clusters of golden grapes, and there are wisps of dark golden wonderful patterns on the surface of the grapes, which are quite similar to the Daomen talismans, but they are a little less complex and dense than the Daomen talismans, and there is a little more natural wildness.

This is the talisman seed of the alchemist! Zhi Hunt really jumped, and without hesitation, he urged the old man to step forward and reach out to pick the golden grapes.

The talisman of the Eight Desolate Worlds was first born in the Wu clan and was called the Witch Talisman. The witch talisman is based on the oldest bird and fish script of the Wu tribe, embedded with various star charts, mainly used to bind ghosts and invite gods.

Later, with the rise of the human race, the human monks based on the five elements of yin and yang, transformed the witch talisman into a talisman containing magic numbers, called the alchemist talisman. At that time, the Fang Shi took the Fang Shi Fu as the way to cultivate immortals, planted the natal talisman seeds in the body, and strengthened the cultivation, and the Fang Shi's Tao was also called the Fang Xian Dao. Once the alchemist dies, the natal talisman seed will also disappear with it, only the alchemist who is about to ascend, the natal talisman seed will not be extinguished, and even if he dies, it will not dissipate.

"Jade leaves give birth to jade smoke, and golden branches make golden beads. Fuji stared at the golden branches and jade leaves, frowning slightly, and many forgotten images suddenly surfaced in his heart, but they quickly sank and blurred again.

Zhi Jia Zhen grabbed a string of Fang Shi talisman seeds, pulled them hard, and stuffed them into his mouth. The talisman seed didn't have any taste, it was like swallowing an air bubble, but in an instant, some of the tricks about the Fang Shi talisman were like a Daigo empowerment, surging into Zhi Hunting's mind...... In just ten breaths, he is like a cultivator of Fang Immortal Dao for many years, and he knows the core Fang Shi Fu well.

The golden branch, which had lost its talisman seed, immediately lost its luster and became dry and cracked, and was lightly touched by Zhijia Zhen and shattered into chips.

The light of the candle flame was amplified again, and the corner candle burst into a dazzling candle flower, and a blood-red candle tear rolled down. The old man smiled, his tongue curled out, caught the fragrant candle tears, and ate soundly.

Zhi Hunting's blood was rapidly draining, and his face was even paler. He hesitated for a moment, then broke off a few more strings of talisman seeds and quickly swallowed them.

Together, Fang Shi Fu can be said to inherit the past and the future, and carry forward the past and forge ahead into the future. It not only carried forward the witch talisman, but also laid the foundation for the Daomen talisman. Later, the Fangshi declined, and the Daomen flourished, and finally the Fangshi Fu was integrated into the Taoist mysteries and changed to the Daomen Fu, which was mainly based on prayers and edicts.

Fang Shi's primitive way of talismans has long been lost, and only Prince Qiao has obtained its true inheritance in the world. Zhi Hunt Zhen strives to master the Fang Shi Talisman, first, to understand the witch talisman and witch spell more thoroughly, second, to guard against Wang Ziqiao, and third, to get a glimpse of the mysteries of the Daomen.