This should be the gift that the possessor prepared for himself before even wheat.

A random talisman reverses yin and yang, and reverses chaos without the original magic of youth.

This is a very ancient technique called the Fierce Soldier Seal.

A ghost order enters the Yin body, and the little wandering soul becomes a god.

The table is made of wood, nailed to seal the underworld.

The wood is like a coffin that locks the spirit, and the nails are like swords that seal the soul.

Of course, what is to be sealed here is not a god, but a ghost general. Using one ghost as a guide, relying on this situation, he will attract countless evil spirits.

The coffin nails should have been left behind when there was no youth to cast spells. Just using local materials can achieve this effect.

This technique is so ancient that even the "Illustrated Book of Hundred Arts" only mentions it in a few words.

But the possessed person was able to pick it up at his fingertips, which shows his understanding of this technique.

In fact, he should also understand that this casual spell may be life-threatening to ordinary warlocks.

But for Tang Sanmu, it can be easily cracked.

And why did he arrange it even though he knew it? Tang Sanmu could only think of one possibility: this person was demonstrating.

Show Tang Sanmu his own methods.

He did indeed do it. The technique he saw today refreshed Tang Sanmu's understanding of the technique.

But if you think about it carefully, if this person knows about the Lingbao Eye, he is probably someone who has interacted with Lingbao Pavilion, and then all this should make sense.

Tang Sanmu thought this in his mind, stared at his feet, and put the yellow paper he took out just now on his arm.

Then he stepped on the Bagua Step, his whole body swaying slightly, avoiding those black palms that were spreading up.

In fact, there is not much room for Tang Sanmu to move now, and someone will catch him if he is not careful.

But Tang Sanmu himself was not in a hurry, and was still walking slowly.

When the footwork was completed, Tang Sanmu suddenly took a breath and stepped out with a fierce step.

boom!

The next time, there was only a loud noise, and the dust on the originally simple ground was flying, and a lot of soil was turned up directly.

Then there was a strong wind, and after a gust of wind blew by, all the hands of those people showed a faint red light.

If you look carefully, you will see that these red lights are all flames that are not sharp, but it is enough, and these people quickly retracted their hands.

It became black shadows again, and as the land turned, the shadows disappeared.

The surrounding spirits disappeared, but the two general spirits still existed.

These two spirit bodies were originally attracted by the youth-nourishing method of soul nourishment. Now after all the spirit bodies retreated, they became ferocious, roaring and biting towards Tang Sanmu's body.

But with only these two left, Tang Sanmu was naturally not afraid.

He lifted the table off the floor, pulled out the coffin nails one by one, and threw it away.

These coffin nails fell exactly around the nameless soul: "The sun and moon are nailed shut, and it is difficult to see the blue sky."

These nails cater to the Feng Shui trend and directly lock the Feng Shui around the spiritual position.

The surrounding aura could not escape, and the spirit body was frozen in the void, unable to move at all.

The corner of Tang Sanmu's mouth raised slightly: "Finally all the obstacles have been cleared. Can I study Feng Shui with peace of mind?"

After finishing speaking, he continued with the yellow paper in his hand and covered the broken pieces of the teacup.

A small piece of yellow paper seemed to be able to block out the sky and the sun at this time, and even the pieces on the ground lost their luster.

Then Miki pushed a stick wrapped in white cloth in the corner: "The underworld gathers from all directions, and there is a lack of vitality."

There are many of these sticks, but if you want to push them down, you can only push this one.

Others will cause chaos in the breath, but this stick falls right on the door of life.

The moment the stick fell, life emerged and breath flowed.

At that time, Tang Sanmu used the method of body control to control her youthful movements, hoping to see her surroundings clearly.

She struggled violently at that time, which had already caused chaos in her body.

In addition, frantically calling for spirits to come and help. Since ghosts are being raised, calling spirits itself is a process that affects the yin energy.

The aura was chaotic, making his sharp edge show.

All the murderous intentions buried were revealed.

This allows yin evil to take root in the flesh and blood, and internal yin swallows yang and disperses vitality.

Now that the living door is open, the ice-condensed water on the ground slowly thaws and begins to flow again.

The shape of the knife naturally no longer exists.

Click!

As Tang Sanmu did these things, such sounds came from the woman's body, and at the same time, she breathed louder.

After bouts of violent coughing, the black shackles were finally opened, and the woman climbed out with difficulty.

His face was pale and full of tears.

She naturally understood what happened, and now she bowed crazily to Tang Sanmu several times and thanked him repeatedly.

"Master Tang, I will never forget your life-saving grace.

If there's nothing else, I'll leave first! There's something urgent at home!"

After the woman finished speaking, she quickly opened the door and rushed out.

But Tang Sanmu slowly muttered: "Do you want to leave now? Since the grace of saving your life is unforgettable, you have to show it in some way, right?

Could it be that this unforgettable thing is just a rhetoric?"

The woman stiffened and turned around awkwardly.

In fact, she wanted to leave directly at this time, but she already knew that with Tang Sanmu here, she couldn't go anywhere.

A smile forced itself out of the stiff face: "I'm rude, I'm sorry, Master Tang."

After finishing speaking, he took out all the banknotes from his pocket: "Are these enough?"

Tang Sanmu just sneered, looked around, and waved his hands: "Don't you want to explain this scene to everyone?

Two nameless spirits are still restrained here by me, do you want to throw away your sleeves and leave? I'm afraid it will be difficult, right?"

When the woman heard this, her face became even more embarrassed, and then she looked like she suddenly understood: "Ah, Master Tang, I understand, I understand!

I still have some jewelry and other things here, just..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Sanmu stood up suddenly and crushed the stool under his feet: "To gather unlucky wealth with the soul, it must be the soul of the person you killed with your own hands.

If it is a parent-child, the power is even greater.
Chapter completed!