Tanggu, ten golden crows will worship Fusang wood every day before sunrise and after sunset, three times in the morning, three times in the evening, and nine times a day.

The ten branches of the Fusang wood are all carved with strange secret patterns on the rocks.

This is the secret technique of the witch woman, that is, the dream mother.

It's also a kind of substitution for death, but the witch woman said that it depends on whether the fate is hard enough.

This becomes a probability event, because only those who have died know that their life is not hard enough, and if they are not hard enough, they die, and those who survive prove that their lives are hard enough.

But there is always a probability, not nine deaths.

Shi Ji held two jade plates in her hand, which were made of the last two pieces of Kunlun jade given to her by the Yuqing sage, and she had sealed her two heaven and earth imprints in accordance with the secret method taught to her by the master of Tongtian Sect, and then practiced the secret method of the Qing Dynasty for seven seven and forty-nine days, and when the talisman seal was formed, it became two life-saving spirit cards.

On the forty-ninth day, Shi Ji was engrossed and did not dare to have a trace of distraction, and the stone needle protected the Dharma, and the golden crow was also very quiet.

Two different lights rose into the sky in Tanggu, the sky thundered, Tanggu was dark, and the catastrophe surged.

Shi Ji's luck was exhausted in an instant, and her hands shook in fright, and she almost dropped two spirit protection cards.

The black gas is on the face, which is a sign of imminent life.

Shi Ji was dizzy and her eyes were black, and she hurriedly asked the original god to take action, and used the secret method of robbery in exchange for the witch to extract the luck to build a pool of luck.

The white-clothed Yuan Shen's expression was extremely solemn, she walked out of the entrance in an instant, entered the ink lotus in an instant, and opened up the robbery pool in the ink lotus space with the secret method of robbery.

A dragon groaned, the robbery ban turned into a robbery black dragon broke the space, standing on the dragon's head Shi Ji fixed the space with one hand, pinched the trick with the other, the Lingbao space rained, the rain became heavier and heavier, the black dragon roared in the rain, the dragon's mouth was open, the dragon drew water, and the robbery rain was sucked into the mouth of the black dragon, and then injected into the robbery pool.

The water of catastrophe rises section by section, and the pool of catastrophe is filled little by little.

Spirit, that is, graphite, jumped and jumped, and was crazy.

The remnants of the world-destroying black lotus were all broken and broken like a broken sword, falling one after another and inserting around the ink pool.

Protect your food!

Although Ling's IQ is pitiful, almost nothing, he can eat, and if he can eat, he will protect food.

The calamity qi on Shi Ji's body was constantly sucked away, and the luck was also sucked away, the luck of the Heavenly Court Wu Clan continued to flow into the gap, maintaining a fixed number of luck, the calamity qi became thinner and thinner, and although the luck fluctuated, it remained quantitative overall.

When the robbery pool was full, the black qi on Shi Ji's face had receded, and the black Jiao on top of her head had also transformed into a black loach.

Shi Ji glanced at the black loach, was silent for a long time, and failed to pull out the calamity and escape, it was impossible not to be disappointed.

This is also the reason why she has been slow to open up the robbery pool, because she is not sure that she will be able to pull out the robbery all at once.

But today, the calamity is surging like a tide, this is the rhythm of death, where does she dare to hesitate.

With palpitations, Shi Ji wiped a cold sweat, and the rest of his life after the catastrophe was a fluke, and people couldn't be satisfied.

Shi Ji smacked her lips again, her mouth was a little bitter, she didn't expect that the saint was so unreliable, how could she not say such a terrible thing.

But she has wronged the saints.

The saint himself has never practiced it.

He also only has theory, not practice.

After all, no one has any superfluous imprints of heaven and earth, and practice is not.

Therefore, many secret methods in the flood wilderness are either from the creation of jade butterflies, or they are realized by the Taoists themselves, and they are deduced if they are rigorous, and they are vulgar, but they pat their heads and think they are feasible, and the secret methods are born.

Okay, you'll know if you've used it.

There are only two answers, yes and no.

But compared to others, the Heavenly Dao Saint still has the Heavenly Dao as his endorsement, and his credibility is far higher than that of the Witch Woman and the like, who are open-minded and irresponsible.

To be a saint is to be responsible for what he says and does.

After all, the Heavenly Dao is a formal department.

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Tanggu is a hundred years old, like a white horse passing through the gap.

She has been in the East China Sea for 600 years, and she has been basking in the sun in Yugu for more than 300 years.

Jin Dan turned five times not long ago, Jin Dan turned five times, the thunder tribulation could not be destroyed, and time was difficult to erod, so it was considered to have crashed into the immortal gate.

Jin Dan can be regarded as running in front of the Qi Cultivation Realm, there is no way, who let Jin Dan be blessed in this Tang Valley.

Win by lying down.

You can win lying down, and Jin Dan can't help it.

Ink is still the fourth grade, so the three flowers are also the fourth grade.

The more the sea of qi is refined, the less it is refined, and the more it is refined, the more refined it becomes.

The hibiscus wood returned to normal, and the strange secret patterns on those branches were gone.

Only Shi Ji and the ten golden crows knew that the ten branches of the Fusang wood were all broken.

Each golden crow has a strange section of hibiscus wood hidden in its belly.

They also had a jade plaque given to them by Shi Ji in their hands, and the ten golden crows were all infused with a thought.

She did what she had to do.

Today, the wind in Yuya is a bit strong.

Ishiji stood at the mouth of the valley and looked at the sky beyond the valley.

"Auntie, what are you looking at?"

Shi Ji smiled: "I'm looking at the sky." ”

Xiao Jiu tilted his head and looked at it for a long time, wondering, "It's nothing?"

Shi Ji said softly: "Yes, the sky is in chaos." ”

"What's the mess?" another golden crow, it's Xiao Qi.

Shi Ji gently spit out two words: "Heavenly Machine." ”

The two little ones nodded as if they didn't understand.

Shi Ji's ears moved, and she heard footsteps.

Shi Ji's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw that the qi was faint.

She turned back to the two golden crows and said, "It's windy outside, you go back." He also advised: "Remember to bring the jade plate and the golden lamp." ”

The two little ones nodded in agreement and flew back.

Shiji summoned Taichu and waited for the visitors.

The man walked on the road in the afterglow.

The man was barefoot, in sackcloth, with his head in a bun, tall and thin, and a face of distress.

Shi Ji looked at the Taoist who was walking towards her with a bitter mouth, Shi Ji silently carried Taichu on his back, her qin couldn't stop him, she knew that she was going to be kicked out.

The Taoist walked from the sea of fire, and Shi Ji stood still, not avoiding it.

The Taoist stopped, looked at Shi Ji, raised the corners of his mouth downward, and smiled, and the Taoist saluted with one hand and raised his palm: "The West has seen the piano master." ”

Shi Ji stepped aside and said, "The gift of the saint, Xiaodao can't stand it." ”

The usher smiled and said, "All beings are equal, what can we not bear." ”

Shi Ji made a mockery and said: "How can all living beings be equal, the Taoist ancestor has a saying, all the saints are ants, you are a saint, I am an ant, there are ten small ants in the valley, is the saint here to step on the ants?"

The usher couldn't laugh.

The wind in Taniguchi is cool and blowing.

For a long time, the saint sighed, flicked his sleeves, the heavens and the earth changed, and the lotus leaves were infinitely green, and Shiji came to the lotus world.

Shi Ji looked up and saw the saint, who was standing on a white lotus not far away, level with her.

Shi Ji smiled: "The saint is a bit of a bully. ”

The saint's face was slightly hot, and he sat down slowly, bowing his head and preaching.

Shi Ji stepped on the white lotus under his feet, and walked to a short and small lotus leaf.

The voice of the sage preaching has fluctuated, the piano master, he has seen it in Buzhou Mountain, Shiji, he has heard the senior brother speak.

Sure enough, it's troublesome.