One day, on a whim, Jiang Yun moved the table where he drew the talismans to the water platform outside the bamboo building, and faced the lake to draw the talismans.
Occasionally, spirit fish will jump up on the calm surface of Wuling Lake. These spirit fish do not have the blood of monsters, but because of the abundant spiritual energy here, they have reproduced from generation to generation and become the lowest level of spirit fish. These spiritual fish in the lake are Lan Huer's food.
It was almost evening, and the occasional cool breeze blew from the lake, which was extremely refreshing.
Jiang Yun waved his sleeves, and Ziyun pen, talisman paper, and spiritual ink were neatly placed on the table.
Jiang Yun was seen waving the Ziyun pen in his hand steadily, and with a flash of white light, a Yin-breaking Talisman was completed.
Jiang Yun picked up the talisman and observed it. He quickly showed a satisfied smile and then put it into his storage bag.
Jiang Yun thought happily: "With the improvement of spiritual awareness, it is no longer difficult to draw low-level talismans."
"Although this Yin-Breaking Talisman is only a low-level talisman, it is drawn with spiritual ink made from the spiritual blood of the Black Huang Dog. Its power is far beyond that of ordinary Yin-Breaking Talisman. I am afraid that one blow can kill a person in the early stage of foundation building with just one blow. The ghosts and evil spirits will be destroyed.”
"It's a pity that the little guy is still a first-level spirit beast, and his cultivation level and age are too low. When it becomes a second-level monster, and its spiritual blood is used to draw high-level talismans and soul-stirring talismans, even if the enemy releases dozens of When the evil ghosts in the base stage come out, I can sweep them away with just one soul-draining talisman, and they may even threaten the evil ghosts in the core-formation stage."
Soon the talismans were drawn one after another. When Jiang Yun dipped the talisman pen in the spiritual ink again, he found that it had been used up.
Jiang Yun sighed and thought: "I've used it up again, I have to replenish it. It's the second time this month that school is out, but what I prepared for Heihuang Dog is a kind of spirit beef with enough energy and blood, which is also mixed with Some Yuan-Buying Dan powder should be enough to replenish Qi and blood."
On the steps at the door of the bamboo house, a two-foot-long black dog was sleeping on its stomach. Next to it was a huge iron rice bowl filled with boned meat.
Suddenly a breeze blew over. This breeze was very strange. It turned into a tiny whirlpool and flew towards the rice bowl, wrapping around a piece of meat.
I saw this piece of meat slowly being lifted up by the wind and flying into the air. The whole process didn't make any sound.
On the top of the bamboo building, a white spiritual beast was watching this scene quietly, with a section of its front paw missing. It was Qing Ling.
Qing Ling thought proudly in her heart at this time: "Stupid dog! He stays at his master's door every day and doesn't even play with me. He just sleeps."
"The master said that I can't eat the meat given to the stupid dog. It was specially prepared for it. Damn it, I don't even get this kind of treatment! Obviously I am the master's favorite cub. I must try the master's specially prepared meat today. What does meat taste like!”
Just like this, piece after piece of meat was swept away by the wind. In the end, Xiao Hei's rice bowl was completely empty.
The black dog, who had taken a nap half an hour later, stretched, yawned, slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the rice bowl with his light red eyes, and then continued to lie down.
But after lying down, he suddenly got excited and quickly got up and ran to the rice bowl, circling around the rice bowl anxiously. I sniffed around the rice bowl and found nothing.
Finally, the black dog let out a pitiful whimper and ran towards the water platform with the empty rice bowl in his mouth.
Jiang Yun, who was drawing talismans, saw the empty bowl and thought it was because he had finished eating and wanted to add rice. As a result, the black dog kept making aggrieved sounds.
Jiang Yun felt that something was wrong, and with a glance of his consciousness, he found Qing Ling feasting under a big tree. He instantly understood the whole story, sighed, and thought to himself: "Qing Huo and Bai Hua are not here, this little guy Qing Ling is getting more and more naughty."
Jiang Yun pointed with one hand, and Qing Ling was instantly enveloped in a white light and became motionless. The little guy screamed anxiously.
At the same time, a small green vine grew from the ground. "Pop!" Tengman slapped it on the buttocks, "Pap!" "Pap!" Again and again, the little guy was suddenly slapped and screamed.
Jiang Yun never cared about things between spiritual pets before, but the spiritual blood of the Black Huang Dog involves making talismans. If the Black Huang Dog's food is often stolen by Qing Ling, it will affect the generation of spiritual blood. In other words It would affect Jiang Yun's work of making talismans, so Qing Ling was hit by a gun.
For Jiang Yun, anything that affects his cultivation, making talismans, or refining elixirs is not allowed.
After Jiang Yun taught Qing Ling a lesson, the little kid ran into the forest crying. Jiang Yun ignored it. Based on past experience, Qing Ling would run back to Jiang Yun within three days to act coquettishly and beg for spiritual fruit pills.
Jiang Yun shook his head and refilled the black dog's rice bowl with special blood-enhancing food. The black dog happily waggled its tail and walked away with his rice bowl in his mouth.
Jiang Yun ignored them and continued to draw the talismans. He wanted to draw more than just Yin-breaking talismans, so he was busy.
ps: Today’s winner Heihuang Dog
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I saw someone in the group of authors writing extra chapters, and I suddenly had the idea to use spiritual beasts and insects to write them all in the future. For example, the daily affairs between worms, worker bees, and blood-condensing vines.
It’s an attempt. It is expected that I will write dozens of chapters once, including additional updates, and the number of words will not be many, with a maximum of a thousand words at a time. If everyone doesn't like it, I won't write it.
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