It's almost noon, and everything is ready.

Sikong Zhan found a place according to the direction of the five elements and eight trigrams, placed the altar table, and the altar table was covered with a special altar cloth painted with the pattern of "Dao Qi Lasts Forever", and then placed the candlesticks, incense burners, four offerings, basic and other necessities.

After that, according to what he told Chichengzi beforehand, Sikong Zhan borrowed his magic sword, and then put the broken arm in front of the altar, closing his eyes and pranayama. Zhou Botong Chichengzi and Quanzhen Qizi stood aside, holding their breath and watching his every move.

After a moment, Sikong Zhan suddenly opened his eyes, recited the Taoist mantra, stepped on Yu, and his figure changed from slow to fast, gradually blurring.

Zha!

The magic sword is pointed directly at the severed arm.

In a hidden cave, the severed arm warlock was practicing, and suddenly blood spurted from his mouth, and he fell straight to the ground, dying of exhaustion.

After a few breaths, Sikong Zhan slowly finished his work, and his face was happy.

"Succeeded?" Akagiko hurriedly asked.

Sikong Zhan nodded and said, "It's successful, the warlock didn't run out of the spell range." When casting the spell, he felt that familiar aura, and when he completed the spell, this aura had completely disappeared.

"Uncle Shi, you can rest for a while. Ma Yu saw that Sikong Zhan's face was pale and tired, and he knew that the method was very expensive.

Chichengzi reacted, and hurriedly reached out to help Sikong Zhan. Sikong Zhan waved his hand and said with a smile: "No, it's just that the mind is a little lost, and it's good to meditate for half an hour." ”

Everyone came to the lobby, Sikong Zhan cultivated Tuna, and it took about half an hour for him to wake up energetically, and the quiet hall was lively again.

"Senior brother, you killed that person, do you know where that person is hiding?" Zhou Botong finally said what he had been holding back for a long time.

"I don't know, this spell is called Soul Slashing, but it is only based on the breath, following the trajectory in the underworld, and acting on people's souls. ”

"Oh, it's so complicated?" Zhou Botong scratched his head, he wanted to go out and find the man.

"This spell is not too complicated, some of them are placed on the altar, and even need the token method seal talisman and the magic bell, etc., which is very complicated, not only that, but also the time when the altar is opened, and the hand knot is printed at the time ,......" Sikong Zhan gushed endlessly.

"Stop, don't talk about it, we don't understand what you're talking about. Zhou Botong interrupted Sikong Zhan.

Sikong Zhan glared at Zhou Botong, and then changed the topic unsatisfied: "This time I can succeed, thanks to the help of Brother Dao's magic sword, otherwise, it is not so easy." ”

"The magic sword of the poor road?" Akagiko was puzzled.

"Yes, your magic sword is extremely powerful, although the poor Dao barely succeeded in casting the spell, but the power of the spell can be imagined, if there is no blessing of the magic sword, I am afraid that the poor Dao will have to recast the spell. Speaking from the heart, Sikong Zhan was indescribably envious of Chichengzi who had a magic weapon, and he knew the importance of a good magic weapon for casting spells.

This matter originated from the poor road, and the words of the Taoist friends made the poor road even more ashamed. ”

......

At the end of the matter, Chichengzi stayed in the Quanzhen Sect for a few days, then went down the mountain, and when he left, he exchanged an unknown jade he carried with him for a talisman to defend himself against the enemy, most of which were golden armor talismans, thunder talismans, fire talismans, and some other talismans.

Anyway, Sikong Zhan's years of accumulation have almost been wiped out, and there are only less than ten of each.

Playing with Wen Yu, who was about three inches, Sikong Zhan was overjoyed, and it was really unexpected to get this thing. Thinking back to the conversation with Akagiko that day, he couldn't help but be happy.

"Fellow Daoist, that night, the poor Taoist priest was surrounded by firelight and thunder and lightning on the top, I don't know how many talismans you shared?"

"I didn't count it carefully, you also knew that the situation was urgent, and Poor Dao casually led a stack of talismans. ”

"You...... , poor Dao guess is like this, it's a waste. ”

"Poor Dao is also afraid that the power is too small, in case it is escaped, wouldn't it be more troublesome,"

"Forget it, do you have any more talismans left?"

"Yes!"

"Your martial arts are superb, it doesn't seem to be used very often, can you change to Poor Dao, Poor Dao only knows swordsmanship, and the others can't, and accidents will inevitably happen when you go out." ”

"Okay, no problem. ”

"This is what Poor Dao got in its cave when he killed a ghost, what are you?"

"Good things, the poor road doesn't take advantage of you, only a few of each talisman are left, and the rest are exchanged for you. ”

"Haha, deal. ”

There was a warm and indifferent air in his hand, Sikong Zhan stroked the jade body, this piece of warm jade was the exchange thing that Chichengzi took out that day, he knew the origin of the jade at a glance, so he blurted out the praise of "good things", and because he admired Akagizi's temperament, he didn't want to take advantage of it, so he said the method of exchange.

In fact, Sikong Zhan himself may have taken advantage of it.

Wen Yu is a rare thing, 10,000 years of Wen Yu, can really be called a big treasure generated by heaven and earth, is the essence of 10,000 years of Yang and the essence of the body, the body is masculine, what is commendable is that its nature is peaceful, impartial, and contains the nature of the Great Dao, which is self-evident in its help for cultivation.

Although the year difference in the hand is much, if you often wear it on your body, it is not only eye-catching and refreshing, but also can resist the demons to a certain extent, and it has a great auxiliary effect on your cultivation.

Chichengzi may not know Wen Yu, but he must have taken it for a while, and he should have a vague understanding of its efficacy, so he took this out and had the confidence to use it in exchange for the talisman.

Chichengzi was in Quanzhen for a few days, Sikong Zhan often talked with him, and learned the identity of the other party, it turned out that he was also a Qin person, and he had a chance to learn a strange art when he was a teenager, and since then he has walked in the red dust, killing demons and eliminating demons.

This time he found that there was a warlock who actually used evil methods to kill innocents, and immediately became furious, and his fighting method, fighting for a while, and another warlock came from the other direction, he was sandwiched by the two of them, and suddenly felt invincible, so he pulled away, not wanting the two warlocks to chase after him, thinking of the rumored divine soldiers in the Quanzhen Sect, and finally turned around and asked for help from the Quanzhen Sect.

In the conversation with Chichengzi, Sikong Zhan also learned that there is another group different from the martial arts, that group knows more strange arts, and it is also divided into many categories, swordsmen and wizards, corpses, gods, etc., there are lone people, and there are also sects, these people are often secretive, and rarely really appear in the rivers and lakes.

There are many martial artists among them, and they disdain to be with them, and in the same way, some strange people often swagger and deceive in the rivers and lakes, doing things that hurt nature and reason, and they are also inferior to martial artists.

But in any case, when these two kinds of people are standing at the top of their respective fields, the power of the explosion will make the other party look sideways, one side is invincible in close combat, and the other side is invincible in means, it is really difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior.

Of course, Sikong Zhan didn't have that kind of narrow door, the innate skill encountered a bottleneck, and after listening to Chichengzi's story, he couldn't help but have the idea of traveling down the mountain.