Yang Qingshan said no more. With a flick of his sleeves, he picked up a bronze sword, and an old tree next to him was cut in half in an instant.
Wood chips were flying, and Yang Qingshan's hands moved as fast as flying. In a few breaths, a rough wooden bowl took shape in his hands.
I pushed open the lid of another new coffin made by Yang Qingshan, then moved Li Yinyang's body in. I dragged the coffin to the grave I dug, adjusted the direction of the coffin, and pushed it away. Go in.
After I finished doing this, Yang Qingshan had already carved out the wooden bowl.
He also handed me the wooden bowl and two wooden signs of different sizes.
I took out the Yin dagger and cut the palm of my left hand.
Put your palm on top of the wooden bowl, and feel the pain, and the blood will flow out,
My expression remained unchanged, and I watched the blood flow out for almost a bowl. I felt a faint pain in my arm, and my head felt a little dizzy.
I quickly took out the Tiangan inkstone and the Dizhi pen. After a little blood was put into the inkstone, I made a fist and at the same time tore a piece of cloth from my clothes and tied up the wound.
I remained calm, and after grinding the ink, I started drawing the talisman with a ground pen.
I quickly finished drawing the talisman deed, and with the words Hou Tu Li Yin Yang falling down, I wrote down the Immortal Master's order on another cypress board.
While writing, I muttered: "The Tianyuan Dragon Star controls the nine qi in the east, and the Heavenly Emperor Dragon Star controls the seven qi in the west."
"The Emperor Longxing controls the three qi in the south, and the Tiangui Longxing controls the five qi in the north."
"The Tianen Dragon Star calms the air, and the Tiankai Dragon Star calms the tomb energy."
"Good luck to the deceased."
The words written in blood ink quickly penetrated into the wooden board, and the dark red words formed a special aura.
This Immortal Master's Order was itself a great talisman for the erection of the tomb. Although Li Yinyang had not been buried yet, it had already begun to take effect in this hole.
I nailed the cypress wood board ordered by the immortal master to the coffin board Li Yinyang was carrying, and then pressed the wood board of the talisman to the inside of the coffin lid.
After all these preparations were completed, my eyes fell on the wooden bowl.
Taking a deep breath, I looked at Yang Qingshan and said in a deep voice: "Senior Qingshan, we need you to seal the coffin later. I forgot to tell you just now that we still need to prepare..." Before I could finish speaking, Yang Qingshan I calmly replied: "I just made a few wooden nails. It's hard for you to cover every detail of the matter." Immediately, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, I picked up the wooden bowl and carefully entered the grave.
I held the bowl with my right hand and pinched open Li Yinyang's mouth with my left hand, preparing to pour blood into his mouth. At the same time, I used my sleeve to wipe off the blood-drawn curse on his face.
A wave of coldness penetrated my body crazily through my left hand. The fainting feeling in my head became much stronger, and I wanted to tilt towards the coffin.
I bit the tip of my tongue hard. The fainting feeling was a little better, but my whole body was still a little stiff.
I was extremely frightened. At this time, I had lost a lot of blood and my energy was lacking. Li Yinyang wanted to attack me, but I couldn't resist...
The copper box he was carrying was shaking, as if the golden abacus inside was crackling, and even the ghost sword was buzzing.
I don't know if it's me shivering that makes them collide with each other, or if Li Yinyang is trying to hit me now, and they want to help me resist.
"Li Yinyang, don't be confused anymore!" Yang Qingshan's low voice reached my ears, and then another hand grabbed my wrist.
The wooden bowl tilted slightly, and the blood in it flowed into Li Yinyang's mouth.
The slightly opened mouth originally gave people a particularly hollow feeling, but once the blood flowed in, the hollow feeling was reduced a lot and replaced by a solid feeling.
The bowl of blood was poured clean.
Suddenly, the stiffness in my body disappeared.
With a slight sound, Yang Qingshan left the grave.
In the coffin, Li Yinyang's originally stiff and dark face seemed to become kinder.
The jet-black feathers were originally standing on end, but now they were all stuck to his skin.
The dark skin of the feathered evil corpse is actually a bit blood-like! The moonlight reflects on it, and it has an indescribable sense of substance, just like Gu Jade!
"Sure enough, it works. There is the smell of the Good Corpse Pill in the blood." Yang Qingshan murmured to himself.
But then, his expression changed slightly, and he looked at Li Yinyang's abdomen.
I smelled a fishy smell, and at the same time I looked at Li Yinyang's lower abdomen.
But I found that the place seemed to be soaked with blood and quickly became wet.
"This is..." I was slightly surprised.
Yang Qingshan said in a deep voice: "Faster, good and evil cannot be tolerated. Li Yinyang used the Good Corpse Pill before, and his body was rotting. After entering Yuan's Yin and Yang House, he had a heavy Yin Qi, so he could maintain it until now. Now that your blood has been used, and the vitality of this location is too strong, he won’t be able to hold on for too long, and soon the blood will lose its effectiveness, and he will also accelerate his decay and disappear into thin air!”
