Chapter 305

Recommended reading: sitting quietly in the carriage, Anyang is reading with relish with a thread bound ancient book in his hand. His eyes and eyebrows are all serious.

And rabbit Jing sat opposite him, holding a dandelion grass and eating it with great relish. She only bit a little at a time, chewed it for a while and stayed for a while. By the way, she watched Anyang hair for a while. Then Leng Buding came back to her mind and bit it again. So repeatedly, I don't know how long she would eat a grass.

This ancient book of thread clothing is one of the spoils collected by Anyang when a Kunlun disciple killed by an evil demon burst out during the invasion led by a black armour demon. The other two books, all of which belonged to other wandering Taoist who died in the war, were also touched by Anyang. But Anyang flipped through it, still more interested in it.

Without him, the above records are more interesting.

"The fox."

Anyang immediately became interested. He glanced at the front curtain. He could see the little back sitting, and continued to look at the book.

"Foxes are alert things in the world. They are naturally elegant and beautiful. Their fur is smooth and soft. Once they are refined, they will be handsome and beautiful. They can charm the world. Once entering the WTO, if the control is improper or goes astray, it is a great harm for a man to make a chaste and martyr girl go out of the wall, and a woman to make a king never go to the early Dynasty. As a result, the court and the dignitaries are not allowed to hide foxes. Once they are found, they will be burned to avoid their harm to the world. "

Anyang frowned. Do people in this world repel foxes so much? It seems that even in the real world, foxes are always a curse word.

But does fox spirit really have such a great harm, or such a strong charm? Then why hasn't he found the power of enchantment in the world from Xiaochan? It seems that even the rabbit essence gnawing grass can't match it.

Anyang can't help but think about it. It can be attributed to Xiao Chan's not growing up, or to the exaggeration of this ancient book. Keep looking down.

"The fox spirit is born with intelligence, intelligence and outstanding talent. It has the ability to seek good fortune and avoid evil, and the skill to trace clouds. It can bewilder people's hearts by itself, and it can also cover people's eyes by magic. It is especially good at the skill of change. Those who fall into the evil way will bewilder people's thoughts with various appearances, and even turn into people's close relatives, so as to achieve the goal of being invisible.

”Anyang was surprised again.

Why don't you find Xiaochan so powerful? She's really smart. Sometimes she's too smart. Fortunately, Anyang has never treated her as a little girl. Otherwise, a girl of seven or eight years old with such an IQ can be called a disaster. She also has a good talent. She has the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid bad luck. The skill to trace clouds is also very good, even better than the orthodox Taoism of Kunlun mountain. She can take things thousands of miles away and put them back after using them.

She said that she can do a little magic, but Anyang has never seen her do it, and her level is not high. As for the book, she is especially good at the art of change, he thinks that Xiaochan seems to have no other art of change except from fox to man and from man to fox. It's just bullshit to confuse people or achieve the purpose of hiding.

It seems that the books of Kunlun Mountain are not so rigorous.

Anyang is thinking, simply across this section, directly look back.

There are many strange tales and strange talks behind, which are very interesting, but there are very few magic skills and cultivation experience recorded. Just think about it, we can see that although Kunlun Mountain is a holy land for cultivation, it also has its own management system, and it will not allow a disciple to go down the mountain with a heavy ceremony on the mountain gate.

Anyang soon saw it. He put it away, took a look at it and was secretly looking at his rabbit essence. He didn't care about her. He took out another book to look at it.

This is probably the most valuable book. It's not so much a book as a note. It records many spells, but they're all handwritten. Some of them are marked with the words "failed to practice", "incomplete", etc. it can be seen that the Taoist himself recorded it.

In the end, Anyang's interest suddenly came.

It is actually recorded that the method of integrating the golden elixir to increase cultivation is

"the golden elixir, the great achiever of cultivation or the essence of the heaven and Earth Spirit, even the things collected by the soul, contains the pure power, which is the most precious treasure. It can also increase cultivation of the man of cultivation in a short time. Just slowly guide the power in the golden elixir and pour it into eight channels of his own Sutra, and the power of the golden elixir will naturally come out The power gained from self transformation is the same as that gained from practice, but it is necessary to bear in mind the key points "

the brighter An Yang looks at his eyes, it seems that the authenticity of this method has been confirmed.

It's very simple to grow and cultivate based on Golden elixir. It's just another way to absorb energy. For example, Xiaoqian is born with this skill. Many people in this world can practice. Only the outsiders who come from the real world can not, and it's not easy to consult others.

It's good now.

Anyang soon remembered the content in his mind, closed the book, and a golden elixir appeared in his hand, quietly emitting light, and did not use the biochip for simulation, so he began to try. After all, experiment is the best standard to test the truth.This golden elixir is a black armour demon. Compared with the six filth demons who died and can be reborn, they don't know how many years of cultivation. Not only is the golden elixir smaller in size and dimmer in luster, but it is more suitable for Anyang to try to absorb. When the cultivation is slightly stable, then slowly guide the power in the six filth demons' golden elixir, or there may be danger.

Jindan is quietly in Anyang's hands, but the power inside moves from stillness and starts to move slowly.

At this time, it seems that a layer of light dense is wrapped around the golden elixir, and it continues to circulate around, and finally disappears in Anyang's palm.

"Hiss"

Anyang can't help but take a breath of cool air. His intuition is a pure and extreme force flowing into his body along the palm, which soon fills every meridian of him. And this is different from the ordinary aura. It is not only as simple as being in his body, but also constantly improving his cultivation. Even there is a kind of perception that makes him suddenly realize many things.

It's a magic thing.

But not more than half the incense, he can not support.

The life-long accomplishments of the black armour demon are gathered together. Naturally, it's not the spirit that he absorbs every day. This is far greater than his imagination.

Next to the rabbit's fine hand, the action of gnawing dandelion is sluggish. He turns to stare at him curiously and doesn't understand what he is doing.

Anyang puts down the golden elixir as if thinking.

However, rabbit spirit was startled when he opened his eyes. At the moment when Anyang opened her eyes, she seemed to see a shadow of standing pupils, such as snakes, lizards and other cold-blooded creatures, flash away.

There was a quick horseshoe sound from the rear. Two Kunlun disciples who went to the small mountain village followed them. They gathered with the rest of Kunlun disciples and talked in a low voice. They didn't know what they were talking about.

Voice landing, a group of people soon silence, including the leader of Yan Li.

"Don't spread this matter outside. I'll report it to the master later."

"Yes."

When several young disciples raised their heads, their eyes on the two carriages in front were suddenly different.

In this afternoon, I met at least ten people who practice Taoism or righteous monsters on the road. All of them left from Kunlun town ten days ago. Now they are waiting for Kunlun disciples.

Towards dusk, the team had reached nearly fifty.

They stopped at the top of the hillside. In the distance, there was a round of sunset and red clouds. A winding river reflected the dreamlike sky light, red clouds and setting sun. In the distance, the mountain forest was plated with a layer of golden red light. At the same time, it was reflected in the river water. Near the Jiuqu River, there was a village and town. It seemed that there were many people.

Yan Li led the remaining Kunlun disciples to stand in the front, looking down from a high place, holding a compass in his hand, but his eyes stayed in the village below.

"On behalf of Kunlun Mountain and all the creatures in the world, I'd like to thank you for coming here and giving us the instructions of life and death. This is the place where my Kunlun disciples were killed. According to the calculation of my Kunlun elders, the home of evil spirits should not be far from here. Please be careful."

Many people in the audience frowned after thinking about it.

They thought Kunlun mountain would let them help them to detect the movements of evil spirits, and they were all ready to fight for life and death, or even die. But now, near the place where Kunlun disciples were killed not long ago, Yan Li didn't ask them to go to find the location of evil spirits, but let them act with a little heart, which was a little confusing.

Anyang is also a little confused. The purpose of Kunlun Mountain for them is not to detect evil spirits. What's the matter.

Not only he, but also many Taoist monsters who are enjoying the beautiful twilight scenery are aware of the mistake and their eyes are surprised and suspicious.

"Boom"

there is a thundering in the distant sky, and the boundless dark clouds suddenly gather in the sky. Either they come from the distance or they appear in the sky in nothing. They keep rolling, tearing the red haze into pieces, and covering the only red color left by the sunset. There is a trend of wind and rain coming.

But they all know it's not so easy to look at the dark clouds that are raging in the distant sky and make the fine sunny day change color instantly.

Anyang's eyes are heavy.

Any Blizzard is accompanied by a sudden change in air pressure. However, this dark cloud comes so suddenly, as if it should not have been generated, but it is suddenly created by someone out of thin air.

Is it the devil's pen.

Such a large-scale weather change has become a magic power that can call the wind and the rain, not that no one can do it, but that of their group. If these demons really use such a magic power to deter them, it is almost the same as shooting at mosquitoes.

Anyang felt a little pain when he took a smoke from the corner of his mouth.

Well, although the world practices Buddhism, there is no such a saying as "crossing the robberies".

Suddenly a cry came from the ear. Anyang quickly looked up and saw a winding figure looming in the clouds, but it seemed to be a little fluid.

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