"Did you hear that, friends? These are all knowledge points that Master Tang said. Hurry up, pick up a pen and paper and record them."
"Quick, quick, take notes so that if you encounter a similar situation in the future, you can deal with it calmly."
"Just imagine, if you go out with a group of people and something like this happens, everyone else is numb and don't know what to do. At this time, you stand up and say, what should you do? Is it you?
Has your status among the masses suddenly improved?"
As the weapon friends said this, Tang Sanmu began to point and ask Bu Crying to look around so that he could see the surrounding environment more clearly.
"The front is out of position, and the light falls in scattered shapes.
On top of the lake, lights gather.
Above the threshold, moths fly into the fire, and the shadows of insects are endless."
After he finished speaking, he looked at it without crying: "Friend Qi, let's do an experiment."
"What experiment? Master Tang, can you choose a gentler method for me?
I can’t come to an experiment that’s too scary!”
Tang Sanmu nodded and randomly drew a symbol on the table.
Asked: "Do you have any mineral water or something like that on you?"
Don't cry and nodded: "Yes."
As he spoke, he took out a bottle of water from the backpack behind him, opened it and took a sip: "Let me calm down first."
"After pressing it, write this symbol on the bottle, and then make a handprint according to my gestures."
He really doesn't have any talent if he doesn't cry. The symbols on the table are not complicated, but he drew them tremblingly several times before he finally drew them in one stroke.
It was even more difficult to do the handprints, and it took me many attempts before I finally succeeded.
After the talisman was drawn and the handprints came out, Tang Sanmu quickly chanted: "The invisible body moves toward the yin. The ghost king ordered it to turn water into the underworld!"
After saying that, he shouted: "Splash!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he unscrewed the cap of the bottle and the water in the bottle spilled out.
Woohoo!
The moment the water was splashed out, there were waves of howling wind.
But for some unknown reason, the water did not appear. Instead, it seemed to be vaporized, dispersed in the void, and disappeared.
A stream of yin energy arises, and water is sprinkled to transform the netherworld!
Water was originally an invisible thing, but now it has turned into yin energy with the blessing of symbols and mudra spells.
The moment you go out, it is already difficult to see with the naked eye!
When the breath turned into nothing, Tang Sanmu walked quickly forward for a few steps, stepping on the steps under his feet.
"A powerful force from heaven, invincible to ghosts and gods!"
As soon as I finished saying this, the hot wind over there started to howl.
Bu Gang's majesty appeared not only around Tang Sanmu, but also around everyone he saw.
There seemed to be a faint light looming around Miki, but there was no wind around him, but there was sound.
Rumbling, like thunder, and like strong wind.
Listening carefully, it seemed like a group of people were chanting something in a deep voice.
With one person's breath, everyone who sees it can feel the hot wind.
The power of this may seem small when viewed individually, but it definitely cannot be underestimated!
Miki took this step to avoid irritating the spirit body and making it angry due to the change in breath.
It mainly acts as a deterrent and is a means of warning.
Don't attack, just contain!
After Tang Sanmu completed this, everyone in the live broadcast room exclaimed:
"There was hot wind around me just now. Could it be related to Master Tang?"
"Can anyone feel it as long as they see Master Tang stepping? This is amazing."
"In the future, Master Tang will no longer have to live broadcast these things. He can just live broadcast Bu Gang and make people obey him."
Let’s talk about the non-crying side. After this invisible water is poured out, there are three types of people.
One kind ignores it, and the other kind stares straight at it without crying, with surprised eyes.
There is another type who stares at the empty ground, frowning, thoughtfully.
There was clearly nothing on the ground, but they were very fascinated by it, and even more than half of them were fascinated by it.
Tang Sanmu took a deep breath: "Mortal dust and water are like a netherworld, invisible to living people.
In other words, wherever the Netherworld falls, all that can be seen is..."
Although the words were not finished, the expression was very obvious.
Anyone with eyes staring straight at the ground is definitely not a mortal, but a spirit!