Life Hunter

Li Qingxian picked up the yellow talisman paper, put the index and middle fingers of his right hand together to make a finger sword, put in the mana, 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, swung 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 Pingpianpianpian took a bowl of water, and Li Qingxian recited the brush-purifying spell, held the brush, put it into the water, shook it left and right three times, and then lifted it up suddenly.

The brush does not stick to water.

The originally clean bowl of water turned black like ink.

Yu Ping's eyes widened.

Li Qingxian held the pen, thought about his dog-like characters, shook his head, input mana into the brush, and recited the art of writing.

Invite talented people with pens, invite scholars 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 brushstrokes, and all living beings will be drawn. Sick!

Li Qingxian pointed his sword and brush at the same time, 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 flying.

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 pages, 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 skills.

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 and short strips.

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, Now that I can speak, 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 destiny aura was consistent with the two.

Not bad. Li Qingxian praised.

Can I speak? Yu Ping was choked.

That's it. Li Qingxian sat aside and restored his mana.

Yu Ping grabbed Han Anbo's shoulders excitedly and said, Guess what I saw? It's not those quackery tricks, it's not thunder, fire, lightning, and wind, it's real life magic. It's amazing. Li Qingxian just raised his hand and used the brush He actually wrote the characters and symbols himself, which is a hundred times more beautiful than Li Qingxian's handwriting...

Han Anbo shook his head and said: If you had been born a few years earlier, you would still be able to see your luck in the Tiankang year. But later on, when the Qi Kingdom was in chaos, there were fewer and fewer fortune-telling masters.

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 scatter 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 green 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 toward the soles of the shoes.

When it reaches its destination, the ant throws down the horseshoe soil, returns to the other side, picks up the horseshoe soil on the other side, and carries it to the other side.

What goes around comes around.

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 soil causing the cloth strips to move slightly.

The round cloth strips rolled and rolled onto the talisman paper.

The talisman paper stood up loudly, like little people, falling on the round cloth strip and wrapping it 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?

Yeah! 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, it is a rule of thumb, but many fortune-telling masters abide by it. That's all. There is no need to use snakes 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 round bars were really like living snakes, drilling 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 curved 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. 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 said in surprise: I can't tell 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. This method is slightly inferior to those of the disciples of the big sects. , but it is far superior to the casual life-cultivating magician. This spell-casting process is smooth and smooth, not like a novice at all. It requires at least a third-level spell to be so sophisticated.

Brother Han is well-informed, Li Qingxian said.

It seems that my talents are destined to 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 said, How do you use this thing?

Brother Han has to worry about this. 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.