Leisurely cultivating life

"Look, even this yin-yang talisman technique, which was well learned by the sages, was developed into such a sinister technique by a group of younger generations."

As he said that, a dark red and dark mixed light burst out from between the boy's eyebrows, and immediately floated in front of the two of them.

The five elements, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, cycle back and forth, mutually generating and restraining each other.

Yin and Yang, the two coordinating forces that ebb and flow between the heaven and the earth, are considered by the sages to be the law of formation that nurtures all things in the world.

Onmyojis study yin and yang and the five elements to study the universe and the world and master everything in the world.

It is the largest sect that split from Taoism and came out of Liyimen.

But now this majestic yin and yang technique has been evolved into a yin and destructive technique that hurts people's souls, destroys people's minds, and harms others and oneself.

"Refining a talisman with a human body, is this the substitute talisman?" Tu Mengmei said.

Zhou Fan nodded and said, "This young man is very talented. If he succeeds in training, he will be able to block half of the Heavenly Tribulation of Transformation God."

Since the advent of the Heavenly Tribulation, how many monks stopped in the Heavenly Tribulation and turned into ashes.

Therefore, various methods of how to counteract the power of the catastrophe came into being.

A stand-in talisman, using a talisman to replace the deity, can obtain a precious chance to kick the breath at the critical moment of crossing the catastrophe.

All kinds of rare spiritual woods can be used as talismans, but the most effective ones are substitute talismans refined from human shells.

"It's his fate to meet me today!"

Zhou Fan whispered to himself softly.

His words sealed the fate of the caster.

After going through all kinds of things, he no longer has the innocence of the past, holding a three-foot long sword and swaying the evil spirits in the realm.

But when they meet, how can they just sit back and watch.

Therefore, a little red-scarred sword glow appeared out of thin air, pierced through many spaces, and headed for the county city.

And at this moment, in a mansion in the county city.

But you can see the pavilions and terraces, the corridors and eaves, the flying pavilions inserted into the void, and the carved and embroidered thresholds.

Chuihuamen, Yulingquan, Chunyu Temple, Qushan Nine Peaks, Songxia Moon Lake, Chengkong Bookstore, Ranhanmo Pool, etc., one scene and one object are exquisitely crafted.

And among the colorful green trees and flowers, pavilions, terraces and pavilions are indistinctly and slightly revealing amidst the vermilion and emerald green.

In the hall, there are dancers dancing.

An old man wearing a golden crown, a kirin brocade robe, and a dragon and tiger jade pendant on his waist sat on the main seat, and there were several imposing old men sitting beside him, drinking fine wine and chatting.

At this moment, a person dressed as a servant walked quickly to the side of the old man sitting on the main seat, and whispered in his body.

Hearing the words in his mouth, the old man only grinned, but said with a smile:

"It's okay, let him go!"

"Brother Yuan, did something not go your way?" Someone asked.

"Haha, nothing..."

The old man who was holding a glass of wine and laughing stood up, but stared suddenly, and then fell limply on the seat without a sound.

"Brother Yuan!"

"Old master!"

Surprises surrounded him, but the old patriarch had already lost his soul and died.

On this day, in the Yuan Mansion of the great clan in the county city, in the heavily guarded lair, the old Patriarch died without warning!

Naturally, it caused a shock in the Yuan Mansion, especially in the whole city of Dasuo, and its patriarch swore a blood oath to never stop dying with the man in the dark, and vowed not to give up until he reached his goal.

In Cangfang, the county town, there is a newly opened Yuze building. The owner of the building has excellent medical skills. What is especially rare is that, as a genius of the Yu family in Xinjun, he has a gentle temper and a gentlemanly style.

But at this moment, in people's minds, the owner of Yuze Building, who has the style of a gentleman, is standing with his hands behind his back, standing at the window on the second floor, watching the people coming and going on the street.

What I thought in my heart was: "It should be these few days. The old head of the Yuan family died, and Ping Wenxu suddenly recovered. What's even more strange is that the Yuan family didn't find him, and after that, he became angry. But out of control, he became the person on the list of that day..."

Yuze smiled slightly when he recalled the future talent from Xin County.

"This person has a bright future, if you can take him as your arm..."

At this moment, he looked at a figure on the street and smiled even wider:

"A gentleman can deceive someone, but I treat him with sincerity, not as a help, even as a friend..."

Chapter 592

Xin County City.

Green fields and flat forests, smoke and water flooding.

The moat is surrounded by a circle, curved like a crescent moon, and the water waves are not happy.

Zhou Fan and Tu Mengmei looked at the county city in front of them. The mottled city walls left traces of time, reflecting the dense water and greenery, showing a kind of ancient vicissitudes and precipitation.

The bustling crowds come in and out, bringing a kind of noisy vitality, and every movement is still and natural like a painting.

"It seems that the sheriff here can still do something!"

Zhou Fan sighed in admiration, and walked into the city together with Tu Mengmei, all passing people turned a blind eye to them.

In the city, people come and go, bustling.

There are teahouses and restaurants everywhere, with banners flying, teahouses, restaurants, and places that make men linger...all beautiful women welcome the door, smiling cleverly, arranging flowers at the temples, and floating with faint fragrances.

Soft words and soft voices, singing at night and singing at night, swaying your mind.

"The sheriff here has some ability!"

Looking at this scene and the crowds coming and going, Zhou Fan was a little admiring.

In just a blink of an eye, his face turned black.

"Tap~Tap~Tap~"

Pairs of soldiers in iron armor stood neatly scattered, holding iron spears with cold glints from their tips.