I really don't want to be a male god

Chapter 211 211. What is real witchcraft!

"Ahem," Chen Er, the bald man beside him, coughed twice.

Although the enemy is currently in danger, life and death are unknown.

However, Zhang Fan was hugging his wife in front of him, it’s fine if he just hugged, the main reason is that the conversation between the two of them just now sounded weird, as if he had no sense of existence as his genuine husband .

Bald Chen Er coughed, and Zhang Fan remembered that it was not good to hold his wife like this and not let go.

"You two don't get out of the circle covered by the powder, and leave it to me."

Zhang Fan handed Hua Linger in his arms to Chen Erbaldy, and then he raised his head and looked at Liu Hongyi with a smile on his lips.

"Zhang Fan, can you still laugh when you are about to die?" Liu Hongyi roared.

He really hated Zhang Fan's calmness where everything was under control, as if he had never been taken seriously in Zhang Fan's eyes.

"Why can't I laugh? It's like killing me with just a few bugs. You're too overestimating yourself."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Fan slowly raised his right foot, took a light step, and walked towards the outside of the protective circle drawn by the powder.

The poisonous insects outside the circle became agitated when they smelled the popularity, rushing towards Zhang Fan's right leg.

Li Liang looked at the poisonous insects all over the place, and he could already imagine Zhang Fan's tragic situation in the next second. He must be bitten by the poisonous insects first, died of the poison, and then he would be eaten up by the poisonous insects all over the place. Not even a trace of flesh and blood will remain.

Only the clean, crystal-clear bones remained, and Zhang Fan was just the beginning, and it would be their turn after Zhang Fan died.

He stretched out his hands to tightly cover his eyes and couldn't bear to look, but he really couldn't bear Zhang Fan's miserable death in front of his eyes, so he had to leave a small gap between his fingers and secretly look towards Zhang Fan.

crackle!

Zhang Fan landed on his right foot, trampled to death a few poisonous insects, and the green juice burst out.

The poisonous insects swarmed toward him, but when they came within an inch of his body, they turned around and fled in a hurry, as if they had encountered natural enemies.

That's right, it is indeed fleeing, not simply retreating.

The poisonous insects broke away from Liu Hongyi's control, and ran out of the door instinctively, looking for gaps and soil where they could hide, and covered their bodies.

Every time Zhang Fan took a step towards Liu Hongyi, the poisonous insects would escape more.

He walked down in just a few short steps, and the swarm of insects in the room that was originally a mess suddenly reduced by half.

The people in the room didn't realize that the moment Zhang Fan stepped out of the circle drawn by the powder, the sky suddenly became sunny, and the clear sky pushed away the dark clouds, visually showing that the black clouds were receding steadily.

"Miaojiang witchcraft has been mostly lost in the thousands of years of inheritance, and most of the handed down are illusions created by using drugs or used to treat patients, and their functions are limited to sacrifices or healing. The real witchcraft But most of them just disappeared, do you know why?"

Zhang Fan stood in front of Liu Hongyi, looked him straight in the eyes and asked.

Liu Hongyi didn't understand witchcraft, he couldn't figure out how Zhang Fan did it, and he didn't see what method he used at all, but these poisonous insects retreated as if they were greatly frightened.

"Because real witchcraft is the same as the internal force that is emphasized in martial arts. It is something as illusory as mirror flowers and water moons. Most people may not be able to learn one or two tricks of real witchcraft in their entire lives. Today I will show you what it is. It's real witchcraft!" Zhang Fan then said to himself.

He didn't wait for Liu Hongyi to answer at all, or Zhang Fan didn't say these words for him at all.

Hua Ling'er, who was leaning on Chen Erbald's shoulder behind him, nodded secretly, and looked at Zhang Fan standing in front of them with strength.

You don't need to do anything, just stand there, and the poisonous insects will not dare to approach.

The same is true for Liu Hongyi's poisonous insect, the silver-backed centipede. Deep in the heart of every creature is a fear that cannot be erased throughout life.

This is the memory engraved in the blood, no matter how much deliberate training is done later, it cannot change the instinct.

"The heavens and the earth are vast, the mountains and rivers are high and far away, and the essence of all herbs is for my use!"

Zhang Fan recited a mantra that Hua Ling'er had never heard of before, she was not sure if it was Miaojiang witchcraft, Zhang Fan did not emit bright golden light, and there would be no extravagance.

But after he finished reciting the mantra, a fragrance of herbs spread around him.

The few people present are all people who have researched medicinal materials. Needless to say, Li Liang and Chen Ertuzi, Hua Linger's witchcraft is based on Miao medicine, and she has been exposed to herbal medicine since she was a child.

As for Liu Hongyi, those who practice Gu must also soak their bodies with herbs. He has been drinking various unpleasant herbs as tap water since he was a child.

Zhang Wenhai is probably the person who has least researched on herbal medicine, but as a senior professor of biomedicine, Zhang Wenhai has also studied herbal medicine for a period of time.

They can all be sure that this fragrance can only be emitted by top-level precious medicines.

Moreover, this aroma does not come from a certain herbal medicine, but a medicinal aroma that is mixed together without disturbing each other.

"Millennium ganoderma, ginseng... Shouwu... and snow lotus... solitary life..."

Li Liang kept wriggling his nose, trying to distinguish which medicinal material these aromas looked like, he really couldn't figure it out, how could so much medicinal fragrance emanate from a person's body?
Not only did he not understand, Liu Hongyi also couldn't think of Sister Qi.

This fragrance directly released his control over the poisonous insect, and the poisonous insect returned to reason, because of the instinctive fear of human beings, it turned its head and fled out of the house.

Even his natal Gu worms were trembling subconsciously, lying on the spot and not daring to move.

Only Hua Ling'er knew how Zhang Fan did it. Legend has it that people who learn witchcraft can rely on years of practice and taking medicinal materials to achieve a state where they can perform miracles without using drugs.

The herbs are for my use, and I am the spirit of the herbs.

In witchcraft, this kind of realm that can prevent all insects from invading and avoid all evils with only the physical body is called a witch.

Or it can also be said that if one has learned witchcraft to such an extent, the body of this person has already surpassed the scope of human beings, and beyond the limits of human beings is a god.

Hua Linger stared at Zhang Fan, her eyes were shining. Although it was not her original wish to become a saintess of Miaojiang, she was chosen to be a saint no matter what, and accepted the witchcraft inheritance in the village.

The books recording witchcraft and Gu arts have disappeared, and the witch doctor in Miaojiang, which has been passed down for thousands of years after her death, will also be lost. She doesn't want it to be broken in her hands.

Fortunately, she has a daughter who is very interested in witch doctor skills, but unfortunately, the witchcraft she has learned is only superficial, less than one-tenth of what was recorded in the fragments kept before the ancestral hall was burned down by the fire.

If Zhang Fan could teach her daughter the art of witch doctor, wouldn't it be possible to pass on witchcraft better?

(End of this chapter)