Fellow practitioners who live in this mortal world with their beauty

After teaching the two girls the sealing spell, Ye Rou tried to put her consciousness, or mark, on the golden talisman, then input the magic power, pasted it on a small stone, and said "change" silently.

I saw a flash of light in front of my eyes, and the ordinary blue stones turned into yellow and radiating light in the blink of an eye. How fast?

"Get rich! Get rich!"

Ye Rou's foodie turned into a money addict in an instant, her eyes exuded greed and were filled with little stars.

"Don't be crazy. These talismans that usually need to be affixed have a time limit."

"Ah! Will it change back again?"

"That's right. Ordinary talismans last longer on dead objects and shorter on living things. Yours lasts about two days, while the immobilization talisman lasts for more than an hour. The higher the internal strength, the shorter the time."

"How can I buy a lot of things in two days?"

"Haha, you are not afraid that others will find out and come to trouble you!"

"Hehe, don't be afraid! I will just wear the veil when the time comes."

"The two of you are mainly learning the Immobilization Talisman right now. The Ghost-Slaying Talisman is quite threatening, the Heart-clearing Talisman is for assisting the state of mind, and the Shield Talisman is for resistance."

Sanbao asked Su Jin to hold the pen, then stood behind her, held Su Jin's delicate hand, and taught her step by step.

"Set your mind...? Get rid of distracting thoughts...input the spiritual energy into the tip of the pen...steady output...don't be anxious...must not interrupt the spiritual energy...each symbol in the graphic must not interrupt the strokes...okay...that's it."

It was too difficult to draw the talisman while holding Su Jin. Waves of fragrance poured into the nostrils, the soft and smooth green hair teased the cheeks from time to time, and the jade-like bodies collided from time to time, which made Sanbao a little distracted and almost made mistakes in his strokes.

"If you see if the light on the talisman is flickering, it will be considered a success."

"Wow! Senior sister is so awesome!"

"Next, if you are concentrating on copying, if you feel dizzy, it means your spiritual energy is exhausted. At this time, you should meditate quickly to recover."

"Go and do your work. Junior sister and I will ask you if we don't understand."

"The talisman paper and cinnabar are all filled with spiritual energy. Just input a small amount of spiritual energy without interruption."

"I know, it's so long-winded."

Zhao Sanbao looked at the stupid horse. He was happily nibbling here and taking a bite there. There was plenty of water and grass, so he didn't have to worry about eating and drinking. He was already happy and didn't want to be in Shu. Let it go.

The road up the mountain was originally narrow. No one had walked on it for several months, and it was already full of thorns. Fortunately, Zhao Sanbao was no longer the boy he was back then. He climbed to the top of the mountain while jumping and jumping. He saw ruins and broken walls, and weeds were growing among the broken rubble.

I let go of my consciousness and looked around. I didn't see any big beasts, not even a small thing like a mink, a weasel, a badger, etc. The Taoist temple was not big, and now it collapsed and fell to the ground. The surroundings were clearly visible.

Looking at the place where he had lived for more than two years in this world, Zhao Sanbao was full of emotions as he walked in. Before he had no cultivation, he just felt that the air here was fresh. It's thin, but it can't be compared to anything outside the wilderness.

In such an environment, perhaps he had perfected his Qi training before going down the mountain. Unfortunately, he didn't know the magic of cultivation at that time, and he had no idea about cultivation. If he hadn't accidentally opened the storage bag of Barefoot Master, he might still be confused.

As he was walking, his consciousness noticed a wave of spiritual power. He looked up along the wave and found nothing unusual except for a pile of rubble and rotten wood.

There aren't many things in the Taoist temple, and Zhao Sanbao is very familiar with them. He's not a newbie in cultivation now. Since there are fluctuations in spiritual power, there must be abnormal things.

Following the weak source of spiritual energy, we cleaned up the ruins of the Taoist temple. Only the clay embryos of three statues were left in the original Sanqing Hall. Still nothing unusual was found. Surrounding the Sanqing clay embryos, we could feel the spiritual energy fluctuations getting stronger and stronger.

Zhao Sanbao refused to give up and moved the clay embryos away one by one. He dug out the floor tiles one by one and dug holes directly downwards. Didn't they say treasures were buried underground?

Sanbao climbed out of the pit with a disappointed look on his face. Not to mention the treasures, there were not even big rocks. Having been exploring with my consciousness for such a long time, my mind also felt a little tired.

Sitting cross-legged and meditating on the spot to restore energy, when the three treasures are operating the breathing and breathing technique, the spiritual energy in the air begins to gather around them. With the high-speed rotation of the cyclone in the body, it enters the energy field crazily, without the need to refine it at all.

At this time, in a clay embryo beside him, with the strong absorption of the three treasures, a stream of pure white spiritual energy rushed out, stimulating the Qi field. The mud wrapped in the clay embryo also crackled and exploded, revealing a purple ball.

Zhao Sanbao quickly finished his work and found that it was the clay embryo of Yuqing God. He picked up the ball and looked at it. He saw that the ball was purple and crystal clear, with white mist flowing, making it appear full of aura.

His spiritual consciousness wrapped around the ball, and he tried to enter the purple ball to check, but was blocked by a layer of mist. He tried to input spiritual power, but was counterattacked by the gas inside, almost bursting the meridians of his arm. Sambo was so frightened that he quickly stopped inputting into the ball. Spiritual power.

Looking at the collapsed Yuqing statue, the three treasures holding the purple ball couldn't help but think that this treasure must be related to it.

Yuqing was born before chaos, at the beginning of vitality, so he is also called Yuanshi Tianzun.

"Yuan is the origin. Beginning is the beginning and the innate Qi."

Is it possible to spy on the secret of the purple ball only by using chaotic energy? That has to wait until the God Refining Stage. There is spiritual liquid in the Qi Field that is a fusion of chaotic clear air and turbid air, but it cannot be taken out for the time being. We can only wait for the God Refining Stage to temper the spiritual liquid into vitality.

Yuqing can't open it here, let's think about the method related to Taiqing Shangqing.

It is said that Taiqing lived in Taiqing Fairyland in Daluo Heaven. He held a feather fan in his hand and was regarded as a moral god. Because of his white beard and white hair, he looked like an old man, so he was also called Taishang Laojun. He was a professional alchemist before.

Zhao Sanbao couldn't help but wonder, could the fluctuation of spiritual power in this ball be an elixir?

Shangqing is the Lingbao Tianzun, the incarnation of the Great Dao. From the name, you can tell that this deity has many treasures. Most of the statues in the world are holding Ruyi, and many of his disciples are mountain spirits and wild monsters who possess various treasures.

Perhaps this bead is a treasure, and spiritual consciousness cannot enter it, and the spiritual power is blocked. How can it be controlled?

Is it the primitive method of identifying one's master with a drop of blood?

But think about it, the three great powers existed in the ancient times, before the chaos began. At that time, they focused on blood essence and blood refining the body.

Thinking that Zhao Sanbao didn't care whether the method was right or not, he bit his finger and pressed it on the little purple ball.

Not just any blood can be used to identify the owner by dripping blood. Some blood circulates for a week and its energy dissipates, turning brown and containing some impurities. It is no longer very pure.

As the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart. The blood in the fingertips is purer and contains more essence.

Sure enough, this method works. The blood stains on the ball are like small insects, turning into thin threads and burrowing into the ball.

Maybe the taste of blood is good, but the purple ball actually absorbed it on its own. Sanbao could only feel streams of blood pouring into the ball through his fingers.

Sensing the loss of blood, Sanbao's expression changed drastically. What kind of strange thing is this? You actually smoked so much?

A small round ball is full, no bigger than the size of a fingertip, and a dozen drops are enough. This is almost a cup and it doesn't stop.

Sanbao hurriedly took the ball away with his hands, but it was so sticky that it didn't move at all. He waved his arms and threw it hard, but he couldn't fall off.

After the purple ball was full, it actually circled around Sanbao several times. Poor Sanbao's face was pale and his whole body was weak. His legs were as soft as stepping on cotton. Fortunately, the spiritual energy in his body was rushing to the whole body crazily, so he didn't fall.

Looking at the purple ball floating in the air in front of him, Sanbao felt a little relieved. It didn't have as much blood as Bai Blind. It should be a treasure. Try inputting spiritual power.