Song Ciwan played with the mirror for a while, and then took pictures of the inside and outside of her small yard.
There was indeed nothing "unclean" in her small bedroom, and there was nothing in the small room where the memorial tablets of Song Youde and his wife were placed. However, in the yard outside, Song Ciwan shone out a few rays of gloomy energy.
When these Yin Qi suddenly appeared in the mirror, they were gray-black and translucent, with strands larger and smaller at the top, as if they were floating ghost heads dragging their long tails, which scared Song Ciwan. What a jump.
At that time, she used time and night to escape, turned around and picked up the big white goose that was still sleeping, and almost ran out of the house.
The big white goose quacked in the mist and flapped its wings wildly.
As the wings of the white goose flapped, a gust of wind blew up, and those "long-tailed ghost heads" seemed to be floating around like smoke dispersed by the wind.
Song Ciwan felt carefully again and then realized, where is this "long-tailed ghost head"? It turns out that these swaying "ghost mist" are Yin Qi!
The ownerless Yin Qi is not up to the standard of a ghost, so there is no need to be afraid.
Of course, she wasn't afraid, she was just cautious.
Ahem... After all, it's something I've never touched before, so what's wrong with being cautious?
Big White Goose: "Quack, quack, quack!"
Damn it, you are abusing a goose!
It was sleeping soundly, but it was woken up like this. What does it do?
Song Ciwan smiled coquettishly and quickly comforted her: "Baby, it's okay. Let's continue to sleep well."
She hugged the white goose, patted the goose's back, ran quickly back to the house, and resettled the big white goose back into the goose cage.
The breath of Dafa in the dream was only slightly leaked, and the big white goose found the wonderful feeling of falling asleep again in an instant. This dream-entrance technique turns out to be not only able to arouse people's thoughts in dreams, but it is also a magical technique to lull people to sleep.
In the late Song Dynasty, Song Ci suddenly realized the way of magic, which was indeed endlessly interesting.
She had a wonderful feeling of having her mind opened again and again. She walked to the yard and thought about the Blazing Technique carefully. Then she raised her finger and forced out a wisp of fire mist from her fingertips.
What is fire mist? To put it figuratively speaking, this is a wisp of fiery breath. Compared with the bright flame, the biggest difference is that there is no conspicuous red light.
It is more like a traveler in the dark night. It is obviously a flame, but its brilliance is dimmed. It cannot burn fiercely, but it seems like a ferocious glutton. It chases the drifting Yin Qi, swallowing them up one by one, and consumes them all.
In the small courtyard, every trace of Yin Qi was worn away. Song Ciwan withdrew the Blazing Flame Technique and breathed a sigh of relief.
She felt much more at ease, and the effective Blazing Flame Technique jumped up in her heart, almost equaling that of the Void Demonic Sword.
The Void Magic Sword is naturally very powerful, but it can often only deal with conscious creatures. Unlike the Blazing Flame Technique, it does not have the weirdness of the Void Magic Sword, but it is like a diligent scavenger. No matter what it encounters, the flames can be cleared everywhere.
Song Ciwan thought about the spells he had learned and the Yin Qi that had just appeared in the courtyard.
She actually discovered that there was not only yin energy escaping in her own yard, but also in the streets outside, and even in the courtyards of the neighbors next door!
So, is Yin Qi itself a normal existence, or is there something secretly growing in Suyang City that she doesn't know about?
Song Ciwan had no intention of getting to the bottom of it. She could only stay vigilant and take care of herself now.
She returned to her room and continued to operate the scale.
After killing the giant cockroach before, Song Ciwan got a ball of dark and reflective energy.
This mass of air has a somewhat solid feel, more like a black ball of thread wrapped by dozens of line segments. It appears in the scale of heaven and earth.
Song Ciwan sold it: [You sold thirty-two strands of the death energy of the low-level monster cockroach, and obtained the low-level magic weapon Black Armor Sword. 】
A completely black hidden sword appeared like this, and at the same time, a section of the black-armored sword's sacrificial technique poured into Song Ciwan's mind.
Song Ciwan almost stood up on the spot, holding the black armor sword in her hand.
Black armor sword, this is a magic weapon!
The dead Zhang Ping drank the blood of countless living people in order to refine a magical weapon. But here, Song Ciwan just sold a ball of death energy from the cockroach monster and got a finished magical weapon.
Although Song Ciwan had long been accustomed to the magic of the scales of heaven and earth, he still inevitably felt a little overwhelmed at this moment.
She immediately cut her fingertips, blood dripped out, and recognized the owner of the black armored sword according to the accompanying sacrificial refining method.
Outside the window, it snowed all night, and Song Ciwan practiced diligently until dawn amid the sound of falling snow.
She didn't know yet how much trouble the cockroach monster that brought her the black armor caused in the city that night.
Giant cockroaches of different sizes sprang out from various dark corners. Some of them pounced on livestock, and some pounced on living people.
They have agile body movements, sharp blades, and mouthparts that cut through gold and devour iron!
Anyone bitten by them will lose vitality in a short time. If you are lucky, your hands and feet may be amputated, but if you are unlucky, you may even be bitten into a pile of broken bones on the spot.
What's even more frightening is that if a giant cockroach bites a person, the person may die, but if a person attacks a giant cockroach, these things have extremely tenacious vitality. Even if it is cut into two pieces or even beaten to pieces, its remaining body may suddenly spring up and injure people again.
However, most of the Demon-Slaying Guards who were originally on standby were scattered around. The guards of the City Patrol Department were exhausted and sacrificed tragically.
Later, people also discovered that perhaps fire attack was the best way to deal with these giant cockroaches. Only by burning these things to ashes can they truly die.
It's a pity that the power of ordinary fire is limited, and there are too few people in this city who can cast spiritual fire.
It's not that there are no practitioners, it's that the number of mortals is too large, and the existence of practitioners seems to be a little stretched in comparison.
Of course, it was not that there were no brilliant figures emerging in the city this night.
At dawn, Song Ciwan heard a sudden burst of terrifying screams at the end of the street east of Jishanfang.
The shrill scream trailed the lingering sound of panic, followed immediately by a burst of grateful surprise.
"It's Qionghua Pavilion! It's the fairies from Qionghua Pavilion who are here to save people! That's great..."
"The fairy is so kind, but I can't repay you..."
boom--
But he saw a burst of fire rising into the sky, and the blazing red light lit up the darkness before dawn.
Song Ciwan pushed open the door and went out. When he raised his head, he saw a graceful figure flying up to the ridge of the roof in the firelight at the end of the street, passing like a startling giant in the eyes of people looking up.
Someone exclaimed: "It's Fairy Chihua who stayed at Zuixianju a few days ago!"
Some people looked up to her crazily and said, "Fairy Chihua is really a heavenly being. She slays monsters and saves people. Her merits are truly unparalleled."
Then at this moment, there was a burst of jeering sounds from the corner of Song Ciwan's neighbor's house. Somehow, a few of the army of giant cockroaches that were swarming around came out of the corner.
Song Ciwan heard a cry of panic from next door, and Fairy Chihua flew over.
