Chapter 63: Drawing Talismans

His mind was almost blank, and these few tens of seconds were as difficult for him as if he had spent several long, boring centuries. Xiao Chixuan simply let go, put down the arm that was covering in front of him, and it was clear that if he wanted to die, he would have to die!

When he saw the next scene, he was dumbfounded, an almost perfect, solid red barrier like a heavenly net quickly opened in front of his eyes, quickly crossed the sky above Xiao Chixuan's head, and buckled down in a hemispherical body, covering the area of more than ten meters outside the Divine Spirit Spring, protecting Xiao Chixuan and Zhou Tong very well.

After the demon soul did all this, his aura seemed a little disordered, and his black sideburns were slightly damp. He couldn't help but feel a little proud when he saw Xiao Chixuan, who was stunned, like a fool and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, so he threw a sly smile at him. This kind of formation was nothing at all before his demonic power declined, and it was simply easy to come by. The remaining time is getting more and more urgent, and if you can't save Zhou Tong anymore, entrust your affairs to him, your demonic power will be sucked up in the end, and you will end up in a place where you will never turn over.

"Hey, you're back to your soul, Stinky Daoist!" The demon spirit's voice was quiet with a hint of coldness, and his voice all reached Xiao Chixuan's ears.

Xiao Chixuan, who was lost and depressed, suddenly shook his spirit, I don't know if he was frozen awake by the words of the demon soul, or it happened to be at this time that he came back to his senses, he glanced at the demon soul through the red enchantment in a daze, and the trend of things took a sharp turn and ordered him to be at a loss now, he pursed his mouth tightly, squatted down silently to continue the previous sorting work, and listed the things he needed one by one, cinnabar pens, dozens of copper coins, several red ropes tens of meters long, two turtle shells that seemed to be used for divination in the temple on weekdays, A large stack of yellow paper filled with charms of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, and porcelain vases in red, white, and blue.

The demon soul squatted opposite Xiao Chixuan with an excited face, watching him prepare these items needed to enter the underworld through the enchantment, he was very strange how such a small burden could contain so many strange things, it seemed cumbersome, every kind of thing was very important to Xiao Chixuan, and there was always a time when it came in handy. It is unbelievable that ordinary people go out to travel and have nothing for their daily needs.

After Xiao Chixuan found all the things he needed, he began to start the preparations before entering the underworld, he used a cinnabar pen to reach into the red porcelain vase and dip it, and then wrote on Zhou Tong's forehead, along the neck all the way to the shoulders, and soon, Zhou Tong's bare skin on the surface of the spring water was covered with red cinnabar charms, and the red spirit spring that was infiltrated with the blood of demon beasts reflected each other, looking like a bloody person emerging from the blood water.

Xiao Chixuan made a strong last stroke, and nodded a little heavily on Zhou Tong's eyebrows. He put the cinnabar pen into the red porcelain vase and dipped it, and began to write around the Divine Spring, and the red cinnabar charm slowly surrounded the entire edge of the Divine Spring, like a red tide spreading over a third of the ground within the barrier.

He put down the cinnabar pen in his hand, and then picked up the dozens of meters long red ropes placed aside and wrapped them around Zhou Tong's body, Xiao Chixuan bit one end of the rope in his mouth, and held the other end of the red rope with both hands around Zhou Tong's bare upper body in the spring water and began a dazzling winding, knotting, double rope crossing, double end knot, flipping......

Soon, a red red rope net coat was worn on Zhou Tong's body, Xiao Chixuan took a deep breath, took out the white porcelain bottle that had been prepared long ago from his arms, pulled out the cloth on it, and took a sip.

Poofโ€”โ€” a mist sprayed out of Xiao Chixuan's mouth, and all fell on Zhou Tong's body, and the little droplets of water were evenly distributed on the red cinnabar charm, and suddenly, the cinnabar spell written on Zhou Tong's body was golden and bright, and these dragon flying and phoenix dancing charms were suddenly given life and became vivid, flowing as quickly as a river.

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