The saint ignored it and was still crying. Jiang Fan frowned and put away the influence of the talisman on the ground, and sighed: "It seems that you are really not suitable to be a saint. If you don't calm down when encountering things, you will start to feel a little embarrassed.
But if you hold on and let go, it’s your fault!”
"To be honest, there is no shame in this. As long as you can face it calmly and look at it with a reasonable perspective, you won't feel anything!" Jiang Fan preached.
"Asiders watch the fun, experts look at the tricks, and you need to correct your mindset when looking at the images. When you look at them in different angles, you are just about art appreciation and learning knowledge. If you look at them with vulgar and despicable thoughts, you are shameless. Saint, what kind of thing do you want to do
"Man?" Jiang Fan asked with a thief smile.
Although the saint covered her face and cried, Jiang Fan's words were silent, which seemed to be a distortion, but it seemed to be something worthy. Once she tasted it, she was speechless. Isn't this saying that she was shameless?
"You are so shameless!" The saint couldn't help but wipe his tears, and shouted Jiang Fan with glaring, but his emotions were much more stable, and he was really moved by Jiang Fan's fooling.
"Oh, it's over, this is taking blood. Why are you moving around? Look, look, your arms are still bleeding, and the blood flows all over the floor is one or two pounds. It's so wasteful!" Jiang Fan suddenly screamed in shock.
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Ah...! The Saint was shocked, yes, he was taking blood, why did he forget that the blood flowed all over the floor, one or two pounds? The Saint hurriedly looked at the ground, nothing was clean, and looked at his arms again
, I was stunned, oh, there was no scar at all, what's going on?
"After struggling for a long time, you didn't get blood?" The Saint was so angry that she hadn't acted for so long, and asked.
"Uh, it's your energy trembling. I would have known that I would have taken more blood!" Jiang Fan said with some depression and regret.
"You have already taken the blood! Why don't I feel anything?" The saint was stunned and said suspiciously.
"It seems that the content of the videos I have put for you is so wonderful. I guess I won't feel anything if I cut a piece of meat!" Jiang Fan said with a playful smile.
"Uh, there is no scar at all. The effect of this talisman pill is really good!" The saint was embarrassed and understood the ambiguous meaning of Jiang Fan's words. He had to pretend that he didn't hear it. He looked at his arm and touched it and sighed, thinking that he thought
Jiang Fan used the Talisman Pill to make the wound heal in an instant.
"Give it!" Jiang Fan naturally would not explain how to use the talisman to cure it. He was about to say something and then he made fun of the saint, but the saint snatched the words and reached out to his face.
"What do you want?" Jiang Fan didn't react for a moment and said in a daze.
"Didn't you say that you would give me two talisman pills to replenish after taking the blood?" The saint asked Jiang Fan with a blank look.
Jiang Fan suddenly realized, smiled calmly and took out two talisman pills and handed them to the saint. The saint took it and stuffed it into his mouth. Jiang Fan still let the thief smile and asked, "Saint, do you want to go where you want to go? It's okay.
When you are lonely, take it out and enjoy it?"
"Get out!" The saint suddenly scolded as if he was stepped on his tail, glared at Jiang Fan fiercely, and walked out of the tent angrily.
Jiang Fan was very comfortable, and even achieved his goal and teased the saint. He followed him out with a big smile. The two of them came back to the big stone gate. The saint reminded him: "It's different when you go in this time. Be prepared, I'll do it right away.
The stone door is about to be opened!"
Entering the forbidden area of the ancestral hall is not a trivial matter. Jiang Fan also became serious, nodded, took out the talisman bag, opened the bottle, put his finger into the talisman bag, inserted his finger into the bottle and soaked in the blood. His thoughts began to absorb the bloody air into his bloodline.
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"What are you doing?" The saint asked frowned when he saw Jiang Fan hanging the treasure bag on his hand.
"The treasure bag is considered sealed, which is good for keeping blood fresh! I'm ready, please open the door. If the mental power can't be used to support the secret technique after entering, say hello in advance and we will extend the soul for a longer time
!” Jiang Fan reminded him perfunctorily.
The saint was speechless and didn't think much. She gave Jiang Fan a blank look, nodded and understood. She raised her hand and stretched out her fingers to a sharp edge among the patterns embedded on the door, and blood immediately flowed out.
Blood slid along the patterns into the small grooves in the gap. The patterns embedded in the big stone door suddenly flashed a few times, and a squeaking sound was made. A two-meter-long gap appeared when the big stone door opened.
"Let's go in. The big stone door will automatically close in ten seconds. By the way, don't be too far away from me, it's best not to exceed ten meters, otherwise my mental power will not be able to cover you!" The saint thought for a while and right
Jiang Fan reminded him.
Jiang Fan responded, quickly picked up four long wooden sticks and walked sideways into the big stone gate with the Saint. As soon as he entered the stone gate, the Saint used his spiritual and mental power to perform the secret technique, and enveloped Jiang Fan under his spiritual and mental power.
The stone door was closed quickly, and it was pitch black inside. The saint was very familiar with it. When he walked to the wall beside and pressed, it suddenly lit up. There was a spacious passage in front of him, extending deep into the ground, more than a hundred meters long.
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There are strange and terrifying talisman sealing restrictions in the forbidden area of the ancestral temple. In addition to the bloody smell of the patriarch and the saint and the secret techniques of the passive methods, as long as the living creatures on the road enter, the sealing restrictions will be activated, so there is no mechanism or anything like that. Jiang Fan and the saint are
The woman walked easily to the end of the passage.
At the end of the passage is a stone wall with strange totem patterns of tribes engraved on it. The saint pressed a pattern on one side, and a door appeared next to it with a creaking sound. Jiang Fan and the saint entered, and more than a dozen steps were there, and the ancestral hall was located below.
The core part is here.
There was still a thick and strange fog in the forbidden area of the ancestral hall. Jiang Fan immediately used his eyes and looked at it. The situation inside had not changed from what he saw last time. His eyes fell directly on the graves. He looked through the entrance last time.
, there is not enough time before the inspection is completed.
"What are you looking at? You can't see much. Why don't you hurry up and make sand tables, don't drag it down!" Jiang Fan was looking at him, and the saint said unhappy when he saw him not moving.
"Okay, let's make a sand table and find a more spacious open space!" Jiang Fan nodded quickly and walked to the chopping board with the saint for a walk around and searched for the fast open space. Jiang Fan said, "Let's set the sand table here, look at it
convenient!"
The saint agreed, and Jiang Fan immediately saw four wooden sticks placed on the ground and took out two large bags of soil, a bundle of branches and a bag of moss skin from the talisman bag.
"The four wooden sticks are arranged into a rectangular frame. First, lay a thin layer of soil evenly on the floor inside the frame. The statue is piled up with some jade flowers and stones, and the chopping board is made of a piece of cloth!" Jiang Fan ordered the saint to the saint
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The saint immediately squatted on the ground and started to tinker. Jiang Fan also pretended to do something, but his eyes were fixed on a grave twenty meters ahead and began to see through.
The surface of the tomb was covered with rocks half a foot later, and there was a white jade inside. Jiang Fan looked carefully. If there was an entrance, there would definitely be cracks. After a while, half of the tomb was checked, suddenly his eyes were frozen in one place.
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Damn, I finally found it! Jiang Fan was very happy and he guessed it well with himself. The last time the Feng Zhi Eye searched through the perspective was not good, and he didn't find it for a while. It seemed that these graves were careful space teleportation sites one by one.
A very thin crack trace was found on the edge of the tomb, with only half of the hair. His vision followed the crack traces, and Jiang Fan soon became depressed.
The grave is round, Jiang Fan can only see half of it when facing it, and the remaining half has to be rounded to the back, and the cracks have turned to the back in an arc.