I am your natural enemy

The book given to him by his uncle, the fourth master, was quite rich in content, and many things were translated into relatively simple and easy-to-understand terms.

Especially for things like finger formulas and seal formulas, there are not only pictures, but also text describing details and precautions.

The most basic is the Dow Jones Industrial Average.

This is the most commonly used ten thousand gold oil mudra used by Taoist priests, and ordinary people should have some impressions of it.

The middle finger and ring finger of the left hand are bent inward, and the thumb presses the tips of the middle finger and ring finger.

This handprint is very common in various film and television works.

But even for the most basic and common handprints, there are requirements, which are to not expose the nails of the middle finger, ring finger, and thumb.

Wen Yan tried it. To meet the requirements, it was actually a bit difficult to ensure that the index finger and little finger were straight and straight, and that the metacarpal bones were not curled up like chicken feet. It was also difficult to ensure the straightness and momentum of the handprint.

If you have tenosynovitis or short and thick fingers, it will be quite difficult to do this step.

As for the extremely complicated Bagua fingerprints at the back, he just looked at the picture and couldn't understand how it was done.

There is one he has seen, it is the Vajra fingerprint, which Zhang Laoxi used when he opened the altar, and it is also a fingerprint with a wide range of uses.

After looking carefully, it seemed that the same fingerprints used by the mage to break the tiles when I saw people doing innocent things were the same.

It is said that if you can use your fingerprints to break the tiles in the air when opening the altar, it means the death of the deceased. There is no problem. It is the end of life or death from illness.

If it is impossible to break the tiles with this fingerprint when opening the altar, then most of the time, it means that there is something wrong with the death of the deceased.

Or to be more precise, the time of death, method of death, etc. are all different from the information the Taoist priest received before opening the altar.

Wen Yan didn't know which ones he could use, so he could only experiment one by one.

He can easily make the simplest Dow finger. The path of power on the left hand is slightly different from that on the right hand. Even if it is a mudra that can be used by both left and right hands, it must be constantly adjusted.

After aligning everything, he created a handprint that perfectly suited him, and the lines on his fingertips and palms were reconstructed into a new complex and complete circuit. Wen Yan could indeed feel the difference in the flow of power.

Just like after the outbreak, the pure crushing usage has changed to the pursuit of efficiency, precision, and precision.

The simplest Dow finger, in his hand, could not be used as a fingerprint for opening the altar, but he felt that it seemed to be very useful when used in conjunction with Lieyang.

He pinched the Taoist finger with his left hand, and when he tried to use the strong Yang to bless it, and the Yang Qi began to flow, it was like an enlightenment, and he suddenly understood how to go down.

He pointed with his Dow finger at the little zombie sitting at the door of the backyard, watching him practice martial arts.

He saw a ray of yang energy turning into sword energy, flying out from his fingertips silently and entering the little zombie's body.

The little zombie opened its mouth slightly, widened its eyes, and was very surprised. Then it ran to Wen Yan with its short legs and hugged Wen Yan's thigh.

Wen Yan picked up the little zombie and sensed the yang energy blessed by the little zombie. It was not much different from him reaching out his hand and touching the blessed yang energy himself.

There may be a loss, but that loss is completely negligible compared with the amount of Yang Qi that is blessed at one time.

Wen Yan held the little zombie with one hand and tried to pinch out the Dow finger with his right hand. After making sure that there was no problem, he pointed from the back door to the bird sitting in the living room on the first floor.

Almost ten meters away, a condensed Yang Qi flew out and accurately fell into the sparrow cat's body.

But this time, Wen Yan could feel that the Yang Qi blessed by the distance was almost at its limit when it reached this distance.

There are already signs of disintegration. If it were further away, the condensed Yang Qi might simply disperse.

Even if it was only ten meters away, Wen Yan was very excited.

I don’t know when this handprint appeared or how it developed. It’s just an ordinary Dow finger, which allows him to bless the Lieyang from a distance.

He believed that there would be more hand seals that could be used later than expected.

Since the Dow can condense Yang Qi in this way and bless people from a distance, can he do something else from a distance in the future?

Wen Yan quickly flipped through the book, and he remembered that there were several simple handprints, one of which was called Sword Finger.

It's very simple. The index and middle fingers are straight, and the thumb presses the ring finger and little finger without exposing the nails.

The tips of the ring finger and little finger press the Zi and Hai positions respectively.

Wen Yan kept adjusting the position, and after struggling for more than ten minutes, he finally determined the correct fingerprint. It looked like a simple finger-to-sword gesture. If there is no one to guide you, or if you are unable to experiment slowly by yourself, if you want to do it correctly, All are a bit difficult.

He struck out with his sword finger in the air. With a thought, he mobilized his strength to strike out with his fingertips. However, only wisps of Yang Qi came out, as if they turned into smoke. The strike only lasted a few inches before gradually disintegrating, as if spitting out a mouthful. Like smoke.

Wen Yan was not discouraged, but became more and more excited.

As long as it works, he doesn't expect to reach the sky in one step. As long as he can see hope, he dares to work slowly.

Now it seems that his practice is still not up to the mark, and his power is too large and scattered, not cohesive enough.

If he controls his power well enough and condenses it well enough, then this sword finger will definitely have some power.

Wen Yan picked up the little zombie who was sitting on the sidelines, holding his cheek and looking at him honestly.

"Little guy, I'm going to be a master soon. I might even be a land god in the future. I can point my finger in the air and my sword energy will fly out, blowing the enemy's head off with one blow."

The little zombie was as happy as Wen Yan. She hugged Wen Yan's neck and was happy for Wen Yan.

The sparrow cat was blessed with Yang Qi, and when it flapped its wings, the tips of its wings seemed to have a trace of smoke transformed from Yang Qi.

"You're not really going to become a great master, are you? Aren't you incapable of practicing Taoism?" Que Mao was shocked.

"Ha, sooner or later I will become a great master."

Wen Yan pinched his fingers and blessed everyone in the family with yang energy from a distance, having a great time.

When he was practicing Lieyang Fist, he felt the feeling of getting stronger. He was not as happy as he was today.

How should I put it, even when he is at his strongest now, his physical body may be able to explode with the power of a small excavator, but in his opinion, this is still a serious physical exercise.

Only this blessing from the air is obviously not an ordinary warrior's method.

Just the beginning made him see another, broader world.

In the future, someone might shoot him from afar, and he wouldn't have to perform a 100-meter sprint to catch him.

Maybe when the time comes, he can put his hands on his back without even looking, point his finger in the air, and there will be a sword energy, instantly breaking through the sound barrier. Before the opponent hears the sound, the sword energy will penetrate the concrete wall, and will hide behind it. The gunman in the back kills.

Just thinking about it feels exciting enough.

Wen Yan's energy increased, and he felt more and more that he still had to practice. How could 12 hours a day be enough? It was far from enough. 18 hours was too much, so 16 hours would be better.

Feeling Wen Yan's enthusiasm and fullness, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, the gray cloth slipped along the corner of the wall to the kitchen silently, then followed the gap under the dishwasher and got under the cabinet. Now he doesn't dislike that place. It's so dirty that I don't even need a sleeping box.

It only felt that Wen Yan, who had been injected with chicken blood, was really a bit scary.

Sure enough, as soon as the gray cloth was hidden, Wen Yan was asked outside where the gray cloth had gone.

Hiding in the darkness, Gray Bu relaxed, as if paralyzed, hiding inside to rest.

Twelve hours a day, no more. If more, two days a day is fine.

But looking at Wen Yan's behavior, I'm afraid the hours have been increased to 14 hours today, and then it will start at 14 hours tomorrow.

Huibu might have argued before, but he was a monster, but he couldn't wrap up a human being. Are you kidding me?

Now, forget it, it's just a piece of gray cloth, it can't wrap up a human being, it's too normal.

The gray cloth hides it well, and the distance is just right.

It is guaranteed that it will not be discovered, but if something happens, it will appear as soon as possible.

No delay at either end, just right.

Wen Yan couldn't find the gray cloth, and had no way to vent his passion, so he could only give up with regret.

He tried to find the original feeling, and tried to mobilize the qi and blood throughout his body to merge with the yang qi. The degree of cohesion of this power was far greater than the normal yang qi.

It's a pity that he tried it himself, but for a long time he couldn't find the feeling that could mobilize the energy and blood in the whole body. It was the kind of fleeting feeling that could be said to be the instinct to think one step ahead. He just couldn't find it.

According to his long-standing experience of practicing self-destruction and constant trial and error, this feeling is the most important thing.

He has tried and made mistakes so many times that he has begun to develop a feeling that he knows that this path is wrong without trying.

In the end, he will still try, just because he wants to completely remember the feeling that this path is wrong. In this way, if he encounters a critical situation in the future and has no time to think, he will instinctively avoid this kind of mistake.

Just like the seal technique he is using now, the one he is most familiar with is Pingbo. If you pick it up at your fingertips, you can accurately avoid mistakes and then smoothly complete the correct mudra.

At first, he thought it was because of the Holy Light. He secretly went to the Nanwu chat group and took a look at the things those guys posted unconsciously, and found that it was of no use.

It should be that the power of the demon fox is needed to help guide and mobilize.

The experiment was fruitless, and Wen Yan felt a little regretful. After eating and having nothing to do, he went to the hospital to see the demon fox again.

The demon fox's new body is indeed too fragile. Today's indicators are slightly better, but only a little better.

Her little life depended on Wen Yan to help her hang up and forcibly lock her blood to maintain a lower limit.

Fortunately, she used to be relatively strong. After maintaining the lower limit, she could rely on her own strength to adapt little by little, and her adaptation speed was much faster than ordinary people.

If an ordinary person turned into a demon fox, even if he could save his life, he would probably have serious sequelae.

Wen Yan routinely poured some offerings into the demon fox in the morning and evening, and after making sure to keep the lower limit, he continued to press for a while.

When he saw the demon fox move from a coma like a puddle of mud to twisting its body unconsciously and starting to assume a feverish posture, he knew that the demon fox had woken up.

Wen Yan smiled but did not expose it.

After all, after the demon fox recovers, he has to ask the demon fox for help to help him practice.

Just be friendly.

"Okay, I'm leaving, you take good care of the disease.

You are also lucky. The current medical level is still very high and can save your life.

There may be some sequelae later, but as you recover slowly, it should be no problem for you.

If you have any questions, ask the doctor to call me. "

Wen Yan turned around and left. When he walked to the door, he pinched his fingers and a ray of yang energy flew out of the sky and blessed the demon fox.

Then he turned and left.

The demon fox secretly opened her eyes a little, feeling the yang energy flowing in her body, which was warm and warm, dispelling the chill in her body.

This yang energy did not harm her, but instead warmed her body.

Her eyes were a little complicated. Just now she felt Wen Yan suddenly turning his head and pointing his finger in the air, but she had no idea of ​​resistance.

Sure enough, Wen Yan's finger was not hurting her.

She was lying on the hospital bed, looking at the ceiling, her whole body was a little dull, and she liked this place more and more.

This bed was very comfortable to sleep on, with moderate softness and firmness. The guardrails on both sides made it seem like someone was holding her in his arms.

She felt that if she could not die this time and could leave here alive, then she would definitely get a bed like this.

The people here are really good at enjoying themselves.

Wen Yan walked out of the hospital and received a call from his informant.

"Hey, it's me."

"Hey, boss, I heard something, and I think it's very necessary to tell you." Mai Conggui lowered his voice and hid in an unknown corner, as if making a secret phone call.

"What's up?"

"I just got some news. I heard that the boss went to the Northeast and killed some white foxes.

Now this matter spread very quickly, and then I heard some A Piao said.

Some demon clan have very strong opinions on this matter.

Especially fox-type monsters, they all have a sad feeling about the death of rabbits and foxes.

Some monsters shouted out the slogan of the Lieyang Department's policy against monsters, which was in name only.

Oh, I asked around, the person who shouted this slogan is not a fox.

It is some other monsters who are not too big to eat, secretly setting the rhythm on the Internet.

As you know, some demons don’t have very high IQs and can easily be led away.

But I feel that this time it may not just be a matter of random rhythm.

Some Ah Piao seem to think you, boss, are too...arrogant. "

Wen Yan almost laughed out loud.

He knew that sometimes issues of stance have nothing to do with right or wrong.

He had killed Taotie by the Xijiang River before, but not many people knew the inside story.

What he knew was that when he captured a big man-eating monster, he killed four other big monsters.

Everything else is actually easy to talk about, including the fact that Wudang didn't say anything when the big demon guarding the mountain gate was killed.

But the bamboo forest monster has a very good reputation. He is one of the rare peaceful monsters. He has a very high level of Taoism and his enlightenment is rare among monsters and belongs to the sage level.

In the eyes of the demon, the name Bamboo Forest Demon is actually a good name.

Wen Yan beheaded all the monsters in the bamboo forest and turned them into ashes.

There was actually some rhythm before, but this time Wen Yan came personally again, killed the white fox tribe, and "killed" all the white foxes.

Wen Yan knew that there would be a certain rhythm in the follow-up.

I just didn't expect it, it came a little late.

"Well done, the information is valuable, you can continue to pry, those people know nothing.

If I were really so arrogant and unscrupulous, how dare those guys fart here?

Can the Lieyang Department still allow me to stay intact?

Pay attention to your own safety. If you have any questions, run away first.

If you are in the ghost market, go directly to Prince Zhu and tell them that you are mine. "

Wen Yan said a few words of concern, then gave Mai Conggui's card and settled the bonus.

After hanging up the phone, he originally didn't care too much about this kind of thing.

But this time, a mentally retarded monster dares to come and abduct a child. What if?

What if there is another monster that gets hot-blooded and loses its brain? Are you still not afraid of death?

After thinking about it, he felt that the rationality and IQ of those monsters should not be overestimated.

He thought about it and decided to ask.

He called Feng Yao, but Feng Yao's phone was turned off.

He didn't know anyone else, so he called the headquarters director.

After the call got through, Wen Yan explained the matter, meaning that he wanted to ask for information from the Lieyang Department, or ask network experts to check it.

The head of the headquarters stood in the command room, looked at the screen on the wall in front of him, and smiled.

"Don't worry, you don't have to worry about this.

Since I said it before, you can do whatever you want, and I will be responsible for everything.

Then I will definitely be responsible to the end now. "

After chatting with Wen Yan for a few words and asking about the fox demon, the headmaster hung up the phone.

The big secretary next to him immediately came over.

"Minister, I've talked to you about the new news over there, but the monsters there are not willing to cooperate."

The headmaster looked at the picture on the screen.

"Notice to the outside world that a large number of mines were found hidden there and there is a risk of explosion.

In order to eliminate the risk, the nearby military region will carry out explosive disposal tasks in the next day. "

The secretary's eyes flashed slightly and he nodded immediately.

"yes."

The head of the headquarters personally stood in the command room just to prepare for the next battle.

Yesterday, Lieyang Department had already detected Wen Yanshuo's problem.

Wen Yan has been busy for a long time, and now he is still struggling to save the life of the fox demon.

According to the hospital's tests, the fox demon actually couldn't resist that night. This must be the reason why Wen Yan was busy there every morning and evening.

Wen Yan solved the problem of Taotie and Baihu, and the head of the headquarters was relieved.

The head of the headquarters personally came to deal with the subsequent series of troublesome matters.

I happened to notice that one of the sources of the brewing chaos was a demon king from the Northeast. This guy danced happily. He had also protected a hurtful boar demon before, and he was very famous among the monsters in that area.

This time, Wudang, Qingcheng, and Fuyu were involved, and it also involved cracks. The Lieyang Department itself had the authority, so the head of the headquarters just settled the old and new accounts together.

I gave them an ultimatum, but after a day they still didn't give in. The head of the headquarters showed up here in person, which meant that he was no longer planning to resolve the matter through peaceful means.

It has been peaceful for a long time, but not all is a good thing. Monsters are given more preferential treatment. As time goes by, some monsters will always begin to swell.

The head of the headquarters looked at the map. It just so happened that the people in the military region over there started to stage a show of crying for poverty at the end of every year. Now it was just in time to give them an excuse to clear the inventory. Manual demining was still too dangerous. Let's use the inventory to clear the mines.

On the other side, in the Qilian Mountains, Grandma Fox stood in front of a wooden village in the mountains, leaning on a cane.

Wen Yan had done the main thing and protected her grandson, so she couldn't do nothing.

At the very least, she had to stand up clearly and let everyone know that she was firmly on Wen Yan's side.

Grandma Fox slapped her cane hard, and a circle of ripples spread out.

"Hong Shiba, I give you ten seconds to get out."