Here Lies The Wicked

In the eyes of the true Spirit, the fingers are cut and a few drops of blood are extruded.

A few drops of blood squeezed out of the square fingertips, dripping like a diamond of blood, like jade, like glass, pure color.

It's a lot different than normal human blood.

At the same time, the ambient air rises with a dry hot breath, which is hard to detect in the heat of summer.

This is due to fluctuations in red and yang energy that have been spilled from those drops of crystal clear and beautiful blood.

As Fang is constantly cultivating, cultivating into higher and higher, the postulated Wulin secrets become more and more advanced. His blood gas is gushing like a fire stove and the bear burns. He constantly flushes, purifies, and constantly disguises the truth in his body. Plus, he never dropped out of practice books. Whether from the body, bone marrow, blood production, five dirty hearts are far more than ordinary people, which is why the vision in front of him occurs.

Genghui Real People had previously said that Fang was in thicker blood than ten elephants, and the ten tigers were stronger. He had to ride Fang Zhengzheng's milk. When he was seriously injured, his milk returned a few bites of blood. It was not just a joke on his mouth.

The five senses of Xuan Ling's true human beings are one of the country's only top ten day-travelers.

The anomaly was immediately detected.

“This Qiyang smell is kind of like the source of the Buddha pulse. This child is extraordinary talented. Six months from practicing nothing to night trips make it mid-term. I didn't expect it to be so deep with the Buddha. These old bald donkeys found a beautiful jade...”

About Fang is cultivating the Buddha vein, this is all the assumptions made by the Xuan Ling real person based on the Qiyang smell in the square blood and some resemblance to the practice of the Buddha disciple. In fact, because of the strange method of cultivation, there is no spiritual power in the body, even Xuan Ling real people can not see through the square and correct bottom.

“Hmm? What is it? I seem to catch a hint of Taoist innate rhyme in this redyang scent...”

The smell of Buddha is similar, and it also has a Taoist innate rhyme. Is it true that... Fang is a Dowager double-cultivated genius? Xuan Ling's real face looked strangely divine and was concentrating on the rectification of the drop of blood.

At this time, the square, finger to stomach flipped, so easily squeezed out a few drops of crystal clear blood, dripping into the black flesh in the palm of the real spirit.

Pfft!

The black flesh suddenly bursts with black smoke like a barbecue tablet, and it rings.

See that black flesh swelling, red, turning into pus.

Blood drip?

Blood thicker than water?

Fang is stunned.

Then the portal drops a few black lines.

Blood is thicker than water, and I don't have the ability to sow it decades ago!

Looking at a wave of triple fold down Huangquan Road, Genghui's real person suddenly felt a bit tired and slightly sighed.

Mother and son can't be mothers, ghost children can't be, there are so many weirdnesses on the square, I have never been tired before in Huangquan.

Blood is thicker than water… At this time, even the others around are looking at Fang Zheng weirdly.

Each eye has a deep meaning.

“There's a pure cheer in your blood, and for these ghosts, it's a deadly poison, and it's my fault.” Xuan Ling's real person spoke, and the beach in his palm melted the pus, and in an instant, he recovered as usual.

Just because the spirit of the real spirit is covered, this restored flesh cannot fly out of the palms of the hands of the daytime traveler.

Easily controlled.

After Xuan Ling real people said it, people walked a few steps in place, seemed to be thinking, and quickly came up with a way to deal with it.

“Looks like the simplest old way to go. ”

Genghui Real People started ordering people to find a soul lamp.

In fact, Xuan Ling is also depressed in his heart. He wanted to show his hand in front of the younger generations and give himself a long face.

I didn't know it was so strange.

The old driver drove over the car and fell into the ditch.

Under the madness of the mother and son, Genghui real person pulled another hair from the princess. Fang couldn't help but speculate. Does this day trip make her have any love for her hair? Love fetish?

How I always like to pull people's hair.

Fortunately, Xuan Ling's real person was pulling out the Princess's hair, not to kill the Princess, so as soon as she got her hands on it, Xuan Ling's real person withdrew from the sealed junction.

“The real person, the princess walked as the spokesperson for the mountain god, I heard that in order to kill the princess, a lot of the price was paid, even the day trip meteor... but what do I think of the real person, you can easily enter and exit several times, even the mother and son can't keep the real person you?” Fang was waiting for Xuan Ling's real person to return again. Finally, he couldn't help but ask a long-suffering question in his mind.

The true Spirit looked up to the heavens and there was a sense of sorrow on his body: “That was because the ancients lived in that era, the last age of spiritual exhaustion! The heavens and the earth have no spiritual energy. Every time they use their abilities, they are damaging their roots. Unlike today, there is constant spiritual energy in the heavens and the earth. ”

“Moreover, at that time, the princess was at the height of her life. Although the soul of the princess now retains the ability of daytime travel, it is ultimately the flesh of the mountain god in her body that has been withdrawn. Without the flesh of the mountain god, she is not the princess of the peak period. ”

Fang is being touched by the words of Genghui's true person to his inner sentiments.

In the past, the age of the world's forceful attempts to divide my mountain river was the blood of countless ancestors and the spilling of hot blood, secular armies, practicing priests, to resist the national gates and gain a precious environment for decades of peaceful development.

Don't forget the shame of the country.

……

……

To regain the true spirit of the Princess's hair, she intends to use the Princess's blue silk as a guide to light the soul lamp.

But before it was dark on Yellow Springs Road, Genghui Real People threw another round of brass money inside and outside Fang Zheng.

Facing Fang's gaze, Xuan Ling explained: “Blue, red, white, black, yellow, for the five emperors copper money, the outer circle is the sky, the inside is the earth, the five emperors copper money flowed through the hands of people for thousands of years, the heavens and earth people are fully equipped, so there is the use of the township to purge evil and relieve the qi. This is the yellow money in the five emperors' bronze money. The yellow money represents the yellow emperor of the five emperors, and the yellow money has Tudori. ”

“You put the yellow money in your mouth and hold the soil beneath your feet, which is called stepping on the ground. When you return from Yellow Springs Road, the soil beneath your feet will guide you on your way back. ”

“If you encounter an unsolvable crisis on Huangquan Road, you will bite the yellow money contained in your mouth. There are five emperors of Todd's Rui to defuse your anger all the way. No matter where you are on Huangquan Road, you will be able to return to your soul, and God will return to your body. ”

Fang was listening to Xuan Ling's real person's explanation and constantly looked up and down at the brass money in the palm of his hand.

The mouth is full of surprises.

This equates to more amulets.

“Real people, aren't you with me on Huangquan Road? How can I listen to you in a way that sounds like a thousand orders before you leave? Aren't you with me?” That's what Fang said, but he took over the brass money thrown by Genghui Real People.

You know, nobody would dislike the fact that there are so many ways to save their lives on the bottom of a chest.