So at the same time.
The totem warriors who were busy with various important matters stopped what they were doing, sat cross-legged on the spot, and began to practice the same magic techniques as San Bo.
A mysterious and mysterious force.
From the eyebrows of everyone meditating, threads flowed towards the cowhide drum in the air.
The cowhide drum located to the southwest.
There was a sudden "buzz" sound.
The black crows croaking on the poplar trees at the entrance of the village immediately stopped screaming, and their bodies were trembling faintly.
Before resting for the rest of my life, the remaining four cowhide drums made the same sound one after another, and then I heard a soft drink from the temple. The five cowhide drums instantly started spinning, changing their positions rapidly. It turned faster and faster, and turned faster and faster. When we got to the back, we could no longer see the shadow clearly.
At this time, Fu Shiyi was haunted.
As more and more blood moon essence is absorbed, the surface of the skin has been covered with a layer of blood.
And this demon blood seems to be alive.
Quickly condensing towards Fu Shiyi's eyebrows, a strange rune was brewing.
When San Bo who was in the temple saw this, his face changed, his method changed, and he shouted: "Yin and Yang are the way of heaven and earth, the order of all things, the parents of change, the origin of life and death, and the home of the gods. Also... Qi is yang, blood is yin... Life is tangible and cannot be separated from yin and yang."
Instantly.
Totem warriors sitting cross-legged across the village.
Repeat aloud:
"Yin and Yang are the way of heaven and earth."
"Qi is yang and blood is yin."
"Life is tangible and inseparable from Yin and Yang!!"
There were only a hundred Totem Warriors, but their voices resounded through the sky, like the sound of thunder. Moreover, as San Bo repeated his recitation, the Totem Warriors' voices became louder and louder as they went back. The fog on the edge of the village seemed to have an influence, like It's going to collapse.
"Oh!!!"
I don’t know how long it’s been!
Suddenly all the totem warriors shouted loudly.
The five cowhide drums that were continuing to rotate suddenly stopped for a moment. The next second, a hot breath came from them, and a small sun emerged. The sun shone on Fu Shiyi, and instantly turned into golden light. Sneak into its body.
When the demon blood saw the golden light, it was like a mouse seeing a cat, and fled quickly. But as the golden light continued to seep in, the demon blood could not escape, and the moment it touched the golden light, it suddenly turned into nothingness.
Fu Shiyi's distorted expression slowly became peaceful.
"Near miss!"
Seeing this, the third uncle wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Three days passed like this, after almost all the internal energy of the totem warrior was exhausted.
Fu Shiyi finally stopped absorbing the blood moon essence, and everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. The third uncle recalled the five cowhide drums. At this time, the cowhide drums were dimmer than when they were first taken out, as if they were about to weather. The third uncle didn't care about his heartache and enshrined the cowhide drum in front of the statue again.
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Five months later.
A tribesman was carrying a big basket on his back to pick mulberry leaves in the Lingmulg field under his family's jurisdiction. When he passed directly under the three-color arch bridge, he saw Qingmu coming to report again early in the morning. He shook his head and smiled and said: "Qingmu, you are here to protect me again. Is he your savior? Hey, if that boy of mine was half as grateful as you, my life wouldn’t be so miserable!”
"Mom, what are you talking about?" Before the woman could finish her words, a young man ran out with a small size backpack on his back. He pursed his lips and said aggrievedly: "Why are you so ungrateful, my child? Why don't I get up late in the morning?" It's been half an hour."
The mother and son were obviously joking.
The two of them chatted with Qingmu for a few more words, and then went to their mulberry field. This year, her family raised two rooms of spiritual silkworms, and they had to feed two baskets of spiritual silkworms every day.
This pair of mother and son were obviously the first. Then people passed by the overpass one after another. They were not surprised to see Qingmu. Ever since Fu Shiyi had enlightenment that day, Qingmu took the initiative to ask for help and came to protect Fu Shiyi. , at first the adults thought that he would fish for three days and dry the nets for two days, but unexpectedly, he did not fall down even one day, and he stayed there for a full one hundred and fifty-three days!
Just by perseverance.
The tribesmen thought highly of him.
After all the clan members had gone to work in the fields, Qingmu held his chin, raised his head and looked at Fu Shiyi, who was sitting motionless on the overpass, and muttered to the air on the left: "Xiaocao, when do you think Aunt Shiyi will wake up?" Ah, I heard from Grandpa Eighth that Aunt Eleven should be refining some kind of powerful spell this time."
The word magic was mentioned.
Aoki's eyes sparkled.
Sanbo did not allow him to learn any spells since he was a child, but Qingmu had read a lot of cultivation books, and he had long coveted the various and colorful spells!
"It would be great if Aunt Eleven could teach me this powerful technique!!"
A breeze blew across Aoki's cheek.
I think it was the scarecrow comforting Aoki.
Qingmu sighed. Mei'er over there came from the temple and went back to eat lunch instead of Qingmu. However, Qingmu was a little listless. He shook his head and said: "Sister Saint, Xiaocao said that I have gained weight recently. I am having this lunch today." Then I stopped eating."
Meier couldn't help but feel happy.
I haven’t grown up yet, but I’m starting to think about losing weight.
She was thinking of making some jokes when her eyebrows suddenly moved and she looked up at the overpass.
But he saw Fu Shiyi who had been sitting upright for five months.
Finally moved.
She made a strange mark with both hands, her lips wriggled, and she turned her right wrist. Suddenly, a small flame popped out. The flame was blue, just a small wisp, and followed Fu Shiyi Pointing towards the mist at the edge of the village, the mist drifted away in an instant.
Seems slow.
But the distance is two hundred meters.
But it came in a moment!
"ZZZZZ~~~"
The blue flames touched the mist, and the previously indestructible barrier was burned out with a hole the size of a needle's eye. Mei'er and others' eyes lit up. They had no idea what was outside the mist, but now it seemed like There is a chance to open this barrier.
However.
The joy that had just appeared on their faces disappeared in an instant.
Because the pinhole was filled back in less than a blink of an eye, and the blue flame was extinguished.
Different from Meier's frustration.
Fu Shiyi was very excited: "This blue flame can even burn down the fog barrier, but its power is extraordinary. I wonder what it will do against the late-stage foundation-building monks?"
Fu Shiyi smiled with satisfaction.
The technique she used just now is called the Sorrow of Silver Fire in "Yin Yang Jue".
I want to refine the Sorrow of Silver Fire.
The first condition is to be able to absorb enough moon essence.
Although the blood moon has become much lighter this time, just a wisp can still be fatal. Fortunately, Sanbo made a decisive decision and took action in time.
so.
This epiphany is also risky!
After Fu Shiyi followed Meier and Qingmu back to the temple, Third Uncle had already returned to the side room of the side hall to retreat. Fu Shiyi called out from outside, but Third Uncle did not respond.
