My Skills Have Special Effects

A large number of troops came to the front of the camp to disperse.

Half of them entered the Song family camp, and the other half entered the empty fist gate.

Lin Yan saw many dead leaves hanging on people's bodies and wet mud under their feet. Four or five people were carried back with green faces, obviously poisoned.

Could it be that they were exposed to the poisonous fog? !

Lin Yan hid in the tent and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mr. Xu and Chen Yuan on crutches returning to the camp.

The door curtain opened, and Chen Yuan's beautiful eyes widened: "Lin..."

"Shhh."

The two came in and put down the tent.

Mr. Xu sat down and smiled: "Xiao Lin, it's only been one day and I came to see Xiao Yuan'er again."

After the gossip.

Lin Yan asked seriously: "Senior Sister Chen, where were you just now?"

Chen Yuan said with a smile on her face: "We are going to the edge of the large poisonous fog."

Lin Yan thought to himself, "Could it be that...they found a way to detoxify?"

Chen Yuan was slightly surprised: "Junior brother Lin, your guess is really accurate, but the antidote was found by Kong Fist Sect.

"They also invited the Song family to watch the ceremony, just to watch them go into the poisonous fog and then come out. Grandma and I just went there together to join in the fun."

Found it in the empty fist gate?

Lin Yan thought that Xu Hongchang and others were almost arrested by Kong Fist Sect before, as if they were trying to do some experiment.

It seems that they succeeded?

In the future, when entering the poisonous fog, you not only have to be careful of bug monsters, but you also have to be careful of these people.

Mr. Xu rubbed the head of his crutch and marveled: "You said that the Kong Fist Sect has never heard of any special features in medicinal pills. How come it came up with an antidote so quickly?"

At this time, the sound of footsteps suddenly came from the door.

"Old Mrs. Xu! Old Mrs. Xu?!"

Lin Yan stood up suddenly. This voice was the same as the one who forced him away with a palm last time!

"Xiao Lin, don't panic," Mr. Xu told him to relax, "Song Yuansi won't embarrass you. Last time, he helped you cover up the empty fist incident."

Lin Yan smiled helplessly: "Mr. Xu doesn't know. I have a deep dispute with the Kong Fist Sect. Last night... I also injured a few people."

Chen Yuan was slightly surprised: "So, the eight-armed Buddha-headed Vajra they have been spreading this morning is you?"

The Eight-Armed King Kong was information shared by Lin Yan last time, and it quickly spread.

Last night, Lin Yan carried the sword arm and the statue on his back, and the silhouette looked like seven or eight arms. The disciples of the empty fist sect thought that the eight-armed Buddha-headed Vajra really came to life and was haunted.

Xu Laowei smiled and said: "That's better. Song Yuansi is hating the Kong Fist Sect so much now that he won't do anything to you."

Outside the door, Song Yuansi shouted again: "Old Mrs. Xu, another guest is here? Why don't we get to know each other together, so that I can fulfill my friendship as a landlord."

Haojing has a keen insight, and during the conversation between several people, he has already discovered that there is an extra person inside.

Now that he was discovered, Lin Yan simply refused to leave. With the "Iron Buddha" technique at his side, he was confident that he could not defeat the wealthy people, but he could always escape by running away.

The door curtain was opened and the three of them walked out to the courtyard.

Song Yuan's eyes froze, and his beard curled slightly.

"Little brother, it is you again. Our Song family is hospitable, and you are welcome to be our guests.

"It's just that you sneak in like this every time without saying hello. You don't take my Song family seriously, right?"

He seemed to be questioning, but in fact the old god was there and his whole body was relaxed.

Lin Yan understood: "Mr. Song, please forgive me. I was worried about my sister, so I broke in unexpectedly several times. I'm really sorry..."

Taking advantage of the situation, he lifted the wrapped sword arm in his hand and stretched it out in front of Song Yuansi: "A small greeting is not respectful."

There was a hint of satisfaction in Song Yuansi's eyes.

Things are not important, what is important is attitude and face.

He didn't want to have a grudge with Lin Yan. Since Lin Yan gave him the steps, he immediately got off the donkey along the slope, showed a kind smile, and took the long black cloth: "Why did you bring something here? My little brother loves my sister so much. , we can all understand. Some minor problems are not worth mentioning. It’s just that in the future, I, the Song family, will open the door for you, so you don’t have to take a secret road."

"That's what Mr. Song said."

The two looked at each other and smiled, understanding each other tacitly.

Song Yuansi picked up the blade arm: "This thing..."

As he picked it up, the black cloth that was simply tied outside the blade's arm slid slightly, and a sharp edge suddenly appeared.

Song Yuansi's eyes suddenly lit up. He thought that the things Lin Yan gave him casually must be nothing fancy.

But the sickle blade arm in front of me has a sharp and slender blade arc, which is more than half a man long. The back of the blade is covered with barbs, and the whole body is covered with various ferocious markings. The lines are natural. It is a perfect combination of violence and beauty!

When he was young, he especially liked to practice swordsmanship. Now when he saw this strange weapon, he immediately felt happy and liked it from the bottom of his heart.

On the other side, Mr. Xu subconsciously walked out on crutches. Regardless of Song Yuansi, he reached out and brushed the markings on the sickle blade. A strong light flashed in his turbid eyes: "What is this thing? Did you make it?"

Lin Yan said casually: "No. In fact, it was plucked from a strange insect-like species."

Song Yuansi was shocked, growing out of living creatures? With such a large blade arm, how big must its owner be?

Lin Yan saw that Mr. Xu had been stroking the markings on the sickle blade, but turning a blind eye to the edge of the sickle blade, and couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Xu, is there anything special about these markings?"

Seeing that Hunter was happy, Mr. Xu looked straight at the sickle blade and said, "Little Yuan'er, go get pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the blade arm and pulled it.

But he found that Song Yuansi didn't let go.

Mr. Xu immediately glared at him: "Let go!"

Song Yuansi was speechless for a while, but thinking of Xu's age, he reluctantly let go of his hand.

The sword arm was not light and Mr. Xu could hardly hold it. Lin Yan quickly went up to help her hold it together.

Chen Yuan soon returned with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Mr. Xu used a thick pen dipped in ink and traced the markings on the side of the blade arm in detail.

Song Yuansi opened her mouth and wanted to say, this is mine! Do you have my permission for your graffiti?

After tracing the dark green patterns with pen and ink, Mr. Xu immediately pasted several pieces of yellow and white paper on top of the patterns while the patterns were still wet, and rubbed the patterns on the yellow and white paper.

After the ink was completely rubbed, she directed Lin Yan and Chen Yuan to carefully tear off the yellow and white paper and spread it out on the ground.

As for the blade arm, she discarded it like a pair of old clogs and threw it on the ground...

This is my blade arm...

Song Yuansi walked over silently and picked it up.

Mr. Xu was leaning on a cane with a happy face, looking up and down at the yellow and white paper on the ground.

Lin Yan also looked carefully and saw that the lines on it were rubbed out, showing a rather complex pattern that was repeated left and right, up and down.

If you only look at one of the unit structures, the strokes are crisscrossed, and it looks a bit like...a word?

"I thought I saw it wrong, but I didn't expect it to look like the same word." Mr. Xu said with a smile.

"Mr. Xu, do you recognize what word this is?"

"Recognize, this is the word 'Om'!"

"ong?"

"This is one of the six words of the Buddha's mantra. I have also seen it in a miscellaneous journal. The six words are 'Om Mani Padme Hum'. It is said that each word contains the true meaning of the Buddha."

Om Mani Padme Hum?

Although Lin Yan could not recite these six words completely, he seemed to have heard the so-called six-word mantra in his previous life.

The insect monster's body is actually repeatedly painted with markings similar to the word "Om"?

"Mr. Xu, can you also write down the remaining five ancient characters?"

"It doesn't matter."

Mr. Xu wrote down six words, which formed a mantra. Lin Yan quickly scanned them and remembered them in his mind. He seemed to have seen similar patterns on other insect monsters.

Thinking of the curved bun on the head of the insect monster and the sarcoma beads wrapped around the waist, this insect monster is inseparable from the Buddha?

Lin Yan's heart moved, and he quickly described the specific image of the insect monster to Mr. Xu.

After hearing this, Mr. Xu frowned: "I seem to have seen this description somewhere. Hey, I'm old and can't remember it... I'll check it out!"

After that, he turned around and walked towards the camp: "Xiao Yuan'er, come and help me!"

"Grandma, please slow down!"

Chen Yuan turned around and nodded to Lin Yan, then helped Mr. Xu into the tent.

Only Song Yuansi and Lin Yan were left standing in the yard.

Song Yuansi thought thoughtfully: "Little brother, where did you get this blade arm?"

Lin Yan pointed in the direction of the poisonous fog and said solemnly: "There are countless insect monsters like this in the poisonous fog."

Song Yuansi took a breath of cold air: "How many are these insect monsters?"

"There are so many, like a tidal wave like the sea. If they had not been able to leave the poisonous fog, I am afraid that the entire Guangchuan Mountains and even Ding'an City would have suffered."

Song Yuansi was doubtful and asked tentatively: "So, little brother, you can get poison in? Have you also found the formula for the antidote?!"

Lin Yan shook his head: "Mr. Song is disappointed, I don't have an antidote. It's just that in my early years, I once took a kind of natural treasure, and I have been immune to all poisons since then."

This is also the rhetoric he thought up, and he has the strength to back it up, regardless of whether others believe it or not.

There was a hint of disappointment on Song Yuansi's face.

"Mr. Song, aren't the Kong Fist Sect and the Song family related by marriage? Now that they have discovered the antidote, won't they share it with you?"

Song Yuansi sneered: "These guys forget their loyalty at the sight of small profits. They threaten us with antidote and ask our Song family to contribute, but they want to monopolize 90% of the harvest. I am very angry, so naturally I don't agree."

He suddenly glanced at the black cloth wrapped in the sculpture at Lin Yan's hand, and changed the topic: "Little brother, since you can enter the poisonous mist, I wonder if you can gain more? As long as there are strange things that are different from today's , I can pay a big price to buy it!”

Lin Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and pointed at the blade arm in Song Yuansi's hand: "Is it the same as it?"

"The more the merrier!"

"Mr. Song, although this blade arm is sharp, it is just a collection for you and of no great use, right?"

Song Yuansi smiled helplessly: "I'm not afraid that little brother will know. It's not that I need this thing, but..."

He stretched out his hand and pointed at it: "There is someone else."

Lin Yan's eyes suddenly condensed, and in his mind unconsciously, the appearance of the young man with round glasses outside Ding'an City that night appeared.

No wonder, it was quite different from what he had guessed.

The ruins are in the barren mountains and wild forests. Ordinary people can just look for treasures and make a fortune, but for these big families, it actually doesn't have much appeal.

But if there is a higher level of pressure, everything will make sense.

In this case, this business can be done well.

Lin Yan said: "Mr. Song, since I want to buy it, what price can you offer?"

"The little brother has the final say regarding gold and silver."

Lin Yan shook his head: "Mr. Song also understands the current situation in Ding'an City. Gold and silver are useless."

Song Yuansi narrowed his eyes: "What do you want, little brother?"

"Two things. First, martial arts skills! Second, spiritual essence!"

Song Yuansi's face froze: "Little brother, you are a lion's mouth. Martial arts skills are extremely precious, and every book is the foundation of a family's power. And the spiritual essence is also an extremely precious thing, even if I am so big The Song family has only collected less than one hand."

Not enough? This number was more than Lin Yan imagined.

A trace of doubt flashed in Lin Yan's eyes: "May I ask, where did you get this spiritual essence?"

“Although this is secret information, with my little brother’s strength, it doesn’t hurt to know it.

“Every year and a half, several strange and ferocious beasts will suddenly appear in the depths of the Guangchuan Mountains.

"The tiger with four eyes, the black panther with wings, the bear with horns...

“They have different shapes, are huge in size, ferocious and warlike, as if they have become spirits.

"If you are lucky enough to encounter it and hunt it down, you can get a piece of spiritual marrow. Of course, this kind of thing can only happen but cannot be sought. It only takes a few years to accumulate a few spiritual marrow.

Lin Yan's eyes widened, there was such a thing?

Is it like this naturally, or does it have something to do with the deep cracks in the ground?

"Why have I never heard of it?"

"Spiritual marrow is precious. There are several wealthy families who pay attention to it all the year round. As soon as such monsters appear, they are hunted down by them. Naturally, it is difficult for outsiders to know about it."

Lin Yan was thoughtful. It seemed that the spiritual essence was more mysterious than he thought.

But since there are stable output channels, the number of spiritual marrow in the entire Ding'an City should not be small, right?

As his strength grew, his vision gradually changed. Looking back at the beginning, the Hong family took out the spiritual marrow and only sent one to guard it. It can be seen that the spiritual marrow is not an extremely rare thing in the higher levels of the rigid realm.

"What about waiting for a genius to fight? I heard that if you fight for a waiting to be a genius, you can also get spiritual essence?"

When it comes to the battle of waiting for geniuses, Song Yuansi's expression showed a touch of worry and urgency, and he forced a smile and said: "The battle of waiting for talents can indeed obtain spiritual marrow, and also have the opportunity to use the spiritual marrow perfectly.

"But on the one hand, we must be strong and strong, on the other hand, we must completely leave the lower cities and never come back. Therefore, the spiritual essence of my Song family is obtained from the mountains and forests."

Seeing that Song Yuansi was in a bad mood, Lin Yan changed the subject, and immediately removed the black cloth package on his back, revealing the white jade female sculpture, and pushed it between the two of them: "Since Mr. Song wants to purchase it, let's take a look. Let’s set a price.”

"This is……"

Song Yuansi raised his eyebrows and was attracted by this lifelike sculpture.

At this time, Mr. Xu and Chen Yuan came out of the camp: "Found it, found it!"

Mr. Xu held a withered ancient book in his hand and was supported by Chen Yuan as he walked to Lin Yan.

Lin Yan quickly supported her.

Mr. Xu pointed to the handwriting on the ancient book and showed it to Lin Yan: "Look, there is a record here:

"There is one insect among all the ghosts and bugs, which is called corpse Buddha cockroach.

"Also known as the Buddha's insect and the dead Buddha's mantis, he is both a child of the Buddha and the mortal enemy of the Buddha.

"According to legend, there was no Buddha in ancient times. People tried to build a Buddha but failed. The sky and the earth were filled with wrath, and a dead Buddha was born with gnats on his bones.

"It has a bun on its head, Buddha beads wrapped around its waist, feeds on ghost-faced giant fish, and lives on the shores of Lake Nagawa, never entering the human world."

Lin Yan couldn't understand the handwriting in the ancient books, so he just listened to Mr. Xu pointing out each word. While listening, he used his strong memory to forcefully remember more handwriting.

"So, the name of that insect monster is the corpse cockroach?

"Is the ghost ghost referring to the poisonous fog?"

Lin Yan's mind was shaken. Just the words "a bun on the head and a Buddhist bead around the waist" were enough to determine that this insect monster was the corpse cockroach recorded in the ancient book!

"Mr. Xu, what is this ancient book about?"

"This is actually just an ancient Buddhist scroll, mostly scriptures. This paragraph is just an explanation of the dangers of the Infernal Ghosts, and it just mentions this kind of insect monster called the corpse cockroach."

Lin Yan held his breath unconsciously. Even so, it was enough to shock him!

There are endless ghosts and monsters, and the sky is in wrath...

These words are obviously created in a mythical tone, but unfortunately, the corpse cockroach they describe actually exists!

Is that still a myth?

What does this mean?

For a moment, several people were silent, and the world around them seemed to be suddenly filled with grand secrets.

Chen Yuan and Mr. Xu noticed the sculpture beside them: "What is this?"

Lin Yan suppressed the shock in his heart and briefly explained the six and a half pictures he saw in the palace ruins.

Song Yuansi's beard was blowing, and his eyes were full of disbelief: "So, you are saying that this woman was originally a real person? Then she became a sculpture? Are you sure?!"

Lin Yan nodded. After what happened with Xiaozhi, he had only guessed at first, but now he was sure.

"Little brother! I bought this sculpture! A piece of spiritual essence. If you agree, we will seal the deal!" Song Yuansi said eagerly.

Lin Yan glanced at him in surprise, then shook his head: "Mr. Song, if one is not enough, I want ten."

Song Yuansi suddenly choked up: "Ten? Little brother, is it inappropriate for such a lion to open his mouth so loudly?"

"Ten pills, no child can be deceived."

Lin Yan signaled Song Yuansi to wait for him for a moment, then jumped out.

Not long after, he came back again carrying a bigger and longer package.

Ding-dang-dang.

A string of cut and complete sculptures, as well as the remaining three sword arms, fell on the ground.

Looking at Song Yuansi's eyes that were about to bulge, Lin Yan said calmly: "Such a large sculpture, completely complete, with three sword arms and ten spiritual essences attached. The price is the same, so it was sold at a low price!"