C18 Exchange of moves in the air

From what Yang Zirong said, this matter was not that simple.

A Magus that was able to cast a spell with a Blood Face wasn't something to be trifled with. With Mister Zi's knowledge of the Bone Clan and the ancient records, a Magus that was able to cast a spell with a Blood Face must have a Blood Face with Yin and Blood.

It was said that the Yin Sha Bloody Face had a life of its own. The process of making it was exceptionally bloody: catching a young monkey in the forest, then burning the bloody mask he had made beforehand, forcibly putting it on the monkey's face, then releasing the monkey. After three to five years, this monkey's face will grow into a bloody face. After the monkey died, its flesh and blood almost became one with the mask. It took the monkey's face and nourished it with snake blood. Eventually, it became a dark, fiendish face. The Baleful Yin Bloody Face had to be sacrificed using snake blood every day when it reached the Bone Clan. So the Ahimo people had the habit of raising snakes.

The Baleful Yin Bloody Face was the symbol of the Bone Clan's great shaman identity. If one wanted to become a qualified great shaman, he or she had to have the Baleful Yin Bloody Face. However, the creation of the Baleful Yin Bloody Face was not that easy. Not every monkey could withstand the burning red face. Most of the monkeys died from the intense heat wounds, and even if they were lucky enough to survive, not every monkey would be able to completely grow a bloody face.

And even if it was a monkey face that had grown into a bloody face, that did not mean it had turned into a Yin Sha Blood Face. To become a bloody monkey face, one had to complete the final step — — Serpent Blood Support.

Snake blood was an item of extreme yin, and after being nourished by the snake blood, its face was even more sinister. When placed around a person, it would appear to be covered in a layer of ice.

The Yin Sha Bloody Face had two bells the size of peas in his ears, he could sense the world.

The sorcerer then used his dark, fiendish face to capture Chunlin's pig. He would definitely not let this matter rest. Mister Zi needed to be prepared to deal with any sudden situations.

"Where did you say the Old Qin Ghost Manor is?" asked Mr. Tsukiko.

"Southwest, southwest. The direction of the outpost can't be wrong!" Yang Zirong said.

Mr. Tzu set the direction from Yang. He asked for a large bowl of water, then took out an ink-bowl and a square piece of yellow paper from the toolbox. Ye Zichen took out a drop of thick ink from the ink bowl and dropped it into the big bowl of clear water, then he covered the big bowl with a piece of yellow paper.

Mister Zi silently chanted an incantation. After he thought about it, he suddenly flipped the large bowl of clear water over. With the yellow paper under his hand, the bowl and the fresh water were placed above it.

At this moment, a magical expression appeared on his face. That piece of yellow paper was actually holding a huge bowl of clear water in the middle of the air.

A piece of yellow paper supported a large bowl of clear water. Not a single drop of water leaked out, but the paper did not soften or crack.

Not only that, but something even more amazing happened: in the clear water, there were actually two fish, one positive and one negative, one black and one white. It was actually the symbol of gossip.

"The southwest is the Kun, the Kun is the Earth, and it contains the Sang. Today is one of the five days of Yin and Yin, and the other day is the day of Yin and Yin. I dare not go against Yin, so if there is any danger, it will definitely be the end. "

Mister Zi thought to himself, "It's definitely not true. I already have a plan to deal with him. He's one of the six earth elementalists. If he doesn't, he'll be forced to restrain himself with his ugliness."

At the next moment, Mr Tzu took a piece of dry straw from the house of Yang Zirong to feed the cattle. He then cut a pinch of hair from the cow's body and mixed it with the straw. After a while, Mr Tzu made a perfect cow out of straw.

Such skill once again stunned everyone present, especially Yang Fenglin who was the most shocked. He could not help but think in his heart, "In this world, is there anything that Mister Zi does not know?

Mr. Zi placed the straw ox in front of the yellow paper and used two wooden sticks to secure the ink line. Let Yang Fenglin go to Yang Zirong's house chicken coop, from the tail of a rooster pulled out a chicken feather. Mr. Zi used the feathers of the rooster to pull a lump on the ink line. This way, the feathers of the rooster would be fixed, and at the same time, the ink line would be fixed as well.

As a precaution, Mr. Zi placed a piece of buffalo horn behind the straw bull.

How could the crowd present understand the secret behind it? They could only watch from the side.

At this time, Chun Lin's mother had already boiled the soup and fed it to Chun Lin. At the same time, she also stewed an extra bowl and brought it over for Mister Zi to drink.

As soon as he looked down, he saw that the gossip on the yellow paper was spinning very quickly. The taut feather of the Mo Dou line was getting tighter and tighter.

"He's here!" Mr. Zi didn't have the time to think about the soup. He put his bowl to the side, looked outside, then turned to Yang Fenglin and asked, "Did you hear anything?"

"It's a very small footstep, not a human's. It seems to be a bird or something crawling over!" Yang Fenglin listened attentively as he spoke.

"Indeed, it can't be a bird. It can only be a snake or a mouse!" Saying that, Mr. Zi turned his gaze towards the door.

Yang Zirong, who was standing at the side, didn't know anything and didn't hear anything. He was curious and doubtful at the same time as he followed Mr. Zi's gaze and stared at the door.

"Swish …" All of a sudden, the chicken feathers that were stretched taut on the inkstone flew out like a sharp sword.

"Hiss …" There was a reaction outside, as if something had hit.

"Let's go take a look!" Mr. Tzu said, and walked forward. Yang Fenglin and Yang Zirong quickly followed behind Mr. Zi and went over to take a look.

He saw a grey rat lying on the ground. This rat was not very big, and its appearance was similar to that of an ordinary mouse. However, there was a little white spot in its eyes, and it was still alive, twitching its four limbs.

"There really is an expert!" Mr. Zi could not help but sigh.

"This Chicken Feather actually killed a mouse! This is too unbelievable!" Yang Fenglin looked at the mouse on the ground in surprise, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Mister Zi looked towards the southeast and said, "We'll know when the child regains consciousness tomorrow!"

With that said, Mr. Zi went in and told Yang Zirong to close the door.

In order to wait for the child to wake up and ask him about the situation, Mr. Zi stayed the night at Yang Zirong's house, and Yang Fenglin's house was located at the head of the Yang family in four-dimensional bay, not far from Yang Zirong's house. So he didn't stay at Yang Zirong's house, but went back to his own.

That night, Yang Fenglin was lying on his bed, unable to fall asleep. Around midnight, he suddenly heard a strange sound from the southwest. He immediately stood up and followed the sound, and without realizing it, he arrived at the location of the great banyan tree.

At this moment, under the great banyan tree, there were two lights. One could vaguely see the silhouette of a person kowtowing under the great banyan tree. The night was too dark and the light from the banyan tree was too dim.

There had to be people. Yang Fenglin could clearly see them, but he couldn't see clearly what they looked like or what they looked like.

All of a sudden, a strong wind blew over the palanquin, causing sand and rocks to fly in all directions. The sun and moon vanished without a trace, and the sky turned dark.

The wild wind came crashing towards the great banyan tree. The black smoke inside was like a column, spiraling and roiling like faint bolts of lightning.

"Huh?" Yang Fenglin was extremely shocked, his entire body was as though it had been petrified.

The two streaks of red lightning in the black smoke slowly turned into two red dots, appearing above the black mist. The dots grew larger and larger, until they looked like two eyes.

The black smoke continued to roil about and slowly transformed into the shape of a huge snake.

Yang Fenglin was frightened to the point that his legs were trembling and his entire body was ice-cold. Cold sweat rolled down his back as he quickly reached out to cover his mouth.

whoosh * All of a sudden, a small bug under his feet jumped out, making a slight noise. Yang Fenglin quickly lowered his head, and when Yang Fenglin raised his head again, the black smoke disappeared, and the fire beneath the great banyan tree also disappeared.

"Monsters! Monsters!" "Mister Zi, Mister Zi!" There was only one thought in Yang Fenglin's mind, which was to immediately tell this matter to Mister Zi.