Chapter 54: The white horse leads the way, the snake ants urge to kill
Li Qingxian picked up the yellow talisman paper, put the index and middle fingers of his right hand together to form a finger sword, put in the magic power, and lightly slashed the talisman paper, just like a paper knife, cutting the talisman paper into two fingers wide and three inches long.
Li Qingxian took a deep breath, finished reciting the paper purification spell in his mouth, and brushed his right hand over the talisman paper from top to bottom.
Wow…
A total of twelve talisman papers suddenly stood up, separated, swayed back and forth like little people, and finally jumped up, stacked one on top of another, and then stacked them together again.
Yu Ping watched with gusto.
Li Qingxian took the newly bought wolf hair brush and frowned slightly.
"Get a bowl of water." Li Qingxian.
Yu Pingpianpipian took a bowl of water, and Li Qingxian recited the brush-purifying spell, held the brush, put it into the water, shook it from side to side three times, and then suddenly lifted it up.
The brush does not stick to water.
A bowl of water that was originally clean turned black like ink.
Yu Ping's eyes widened.
Li Qingxian held the pen, thought about his stupid handwriting, shook his head, input mana into the brush, and recited the art of writing.
"Invite talented people with pens, invite people with ink, invite scholars with paper, and invite scholars with inkstones. Talisman will make the sky and earth, ink will become clouds and rain, scholars will use brush strokes, and pictures will be drawn to all living beings. Disease!"
Li Qingxian pointed at the sword and the brush, silently reciting the spirit-enlightening talisman in his heart.
The brush suddenly stood up, jumped into the French ink, and soaked it in the ink.
When the wind blew, the twelve talisman papers were lined up and spread on the table.
The brush hangs in the air, and the brush moves like a dragon or a snake.
The tip of the pen fell onto the paper, and the red spell words on the paper were flying and phoenixes dancing.
In a few breaths, a spiritual talisman was drawn, and the brush was once again dipped in French ink to write the second one.
After writing twelve pieces, the brush entered the French ink for the last time, and then jumped out.
The brush is crystal clear and white, without any ink stain.
Li Qingxian carefully checked the twelve talisman papers with a smile on his face.
These are the twelve simplest spiritual talismans, which stimulate life materials and form life magic.
After folding the runes, Li Qingxian looked at the green cloth, pointed at it as a knife, and used his magic power to cut it into long strips of suitable length.
At this time, Han Anbo walked in.
Yu Ping rushed forward, covered Han Anbo's mouth with one hand, and pointed at his closed mouth with the other.
Li Qingxian turned around and saw Han Anbo and said, "You can speak now. Have you got the things?"
Han Anbo nodded and smiled: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life!"
As he spoke, he took out four cloth bags of different colors, handed them over, and told them one by one.
Li Qingxian opened it and looked at it, put it on the table, put the soil under the white horse's hooves and the ants aside, put his fingers on his hair and the mud on the soles of his shoes, and used his magic power to sense that the fate of the two people was consistent.
"Not bad." Li Qingxian praised.
"Can I speak now?" Yu Ping was choked.
"That's enough." Li Qingxian sat aside and restored his mana.
Yu Ping excitedly grabbed Han Anbo's shoulders and said: "Guess what I saw? It's not those charlatanisms, it's not thunder, fire, lightning, wind, it's real life magic. It's amazing. Li Qingxian just raised his hand and used the brush
He even wrote the characters and symbols himself, which is a hundred times more beautiful than Li Qingxian's calligraphy..."
Han Anbo shook his head and said: "If you had been born a few years earlier, you would have been lucky enough to see it in the year of Tiankang. But later on, when the Qi Kingdom was in chaos, the number of life magicians disappeared, and there were fewer and fewer."
No matter how much he said, Yu Ping was still in high spirits.
Li Qingxian walked to the table again, spread out the green cloth, rolled Mrs. Wei's hair into a ball and placed it on one end, and balled up the soil from Tao Zhi's shoe soles and placed it on the other end.
Then, pinch up the white horseshoe soil, inject magic power, and sprinkle it between the hair and the soil on the soles of the shoes.
All the horseshoe soil is accurately connected in a line, connecting the hair with the sole soil.
Li Qingxian picked up the dead ants and sprinkled them casually. Each ant landed accurately on the horseshoe soil, forming two rows.
Li Qingxian held the spiritual talisman in his right hand and chanted the life-enhancing spell in a low voice.
"Life, death, and longevity are called fate, and prosperity and decline are called luck. All lives are born from Tao, thousands of fortunes begin with people, and Tao gives birth to people..."
After reciting half of the life-invigorating technique, Li Qingxian flicked his right hand to activate the spirit talisman and burn it, and the paper ashes fell on the blue cloth.
The green cloth glowed, and all the dead ants suddenly stood up, picked up a grain of horseshoe soil with their jaws, and moved one row toward the hair, and the other row toward the soles of the shoes.
When it reaches its destination, the ant drops the horseshoe soil, returns to the other side, picks up the horseshoe soil on the other side, and carries it to the other side.
The cycle begins over and over again.
After a while, Mrs. Wei's hair and the soles of Tao Zhi's shoes shone slightly.
Li Qingxian continued to recite the second half of the life-stimulating technique.
After the curse was completed, the green cloth rolled itself into a thin round strip of cloth without wind.
You can faintly see the ants moving the soil, causing the cloth strips to move slightly.
The round strips of cloth rolled around and rolled onto the talisman paper.
The paper talismans stood up in a clatter, like little figures, falling onto the round cloth strips and wrapping them tightly.
Finally, it turned into a round bar tightly wrapped in yellow talisman paper.
Under Yu Ping's shocked gaze, Li Qingxian picked up the little green snake tied up with a straw rope.
"Live?"
"Yes!" Yu Ping closed his mouth tightly and agreed in a muffled voice.
Li Qingxian thought for a while and said: "Although it is not the fundamental law to be a human being, keeping a safe line, but many fortune-telling masters abide by it, that's all, there is no need for a living snake to remind you."
Li Qingxian said, flicking his right hand, spitting out magic power, and the snake's head was on the table.
The wound was smooth and not a drop of blood was shed.
The snake's head and body shook wildly, and after a while, they softened and became motionless.
Li Qingxian took apart the straw rope, placed the snake body next to the rune round bar, straightened it, and lined it up.
"Life, death and longevity are called fate; prosperity and decline are called luck..."
Li Qingxian finished reciting the life-stimulating technique again and pointed his sword at the rune round bar.
The side of the rune round bar with the soil on the sole of the shoe suddenly tilted up, like a living snake.
Yu Ping took half a step back, staring at the object.
"disease!"
Li Qingxian gave an order, and the rune bars really looked like living snakes, drilling in along the green snake's wound, and finally all got into it, making the green snake bulge and swell, and dirty blood flowed under the green skin.
The green snake seemed to be alive, its tail bent and got into the wound on the head and neck.
Under the gaze of the three people, the wounds on the snake's body healed, and it was closely connected to the snake's tail, and the flesh and blood writhed and grew together.
The front and back are connected to form a snake ring.
The surface of the snake skin is undulating like waves, as if huge ants are marching around the snake's belly, never stopping.
The white horse leads the way, while the snakes and ants urge on others.
Yu Ping's whole body was hairy, but his face was full of excitement.
"It's done." Li Qingxian said.
Yu Ping was surprised and said, "I can't tell the difference between the head and tail of this snake. It seems like some snakes were born like this."
Li Qingxian asked Han Anbo, "Brother Han, how is my destiny magic compared to the destiny magicians you have seen?"
Han Anbo thought for a while and said: "I have seen the life-stimulating technique many times. This technique can temporarily activate a person's destiny. The good ones are better, and the bad ones are worse. Your method is slightly inferior to those of the disciples of the big sects.
, but it is far superior to the Sanxu Life Magician. This spell-casting process is smooth and smooth, not like a novice at all. You must be at least a third-level magician to be so sophisticated."
"Brother Han is well-informed," Li Qingxian said.
"It seems that I am born with talents that will be useful. You can't cultivate other things, but your talent in fate cultivation is amazing." Han Anbo sighed.
Yu Ping stared at the green snake circling in its abdomen and asked, "How do you use this thing?"
"We have to trouble Brother Han about this matter. Just find a place within a hundred feet of Wei Yong's house and bury it. It's best to find an empty house or a place where no one goes." Li Qingxian said.