old grace

Voodoo is involved in the mystical, and medicine stones are useless, so they can only rely on the true essence cultivated by Fu Chuan to fight.

Fu Chuan's practice is the true biography of the Hanjiang Sword School, and by chance, he has preserved the innate and true qi, and cultivated the pure yang qi in his mouth. In just a few years, he is far more pure and domineering than the decades of practice in his previous life.He awakened Zhan Xuanji with a talisman, and Xie Qinghe felt relieved, thinking that this matter should be taken care of.

Who knows that the next situation will take a turn for the worse.

After Zhan Xuanji woke up, Fu Chuan sank several life-protecting talismans in a row, and they all collapsed in a burst of purple air.

"Brother, Beitian Ziqi!" Fu Chuan was a little annoyed.

Chen was the most concerned, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Apart from Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan, only Tian Wen could understand the subtleties.Ziweiyuan is located in the center of Beitian, also known as Ziwei Palace, and Ziwei Star is also regarded as the emperor star.As the lord of the stars, Emperor Xing commands thousands of miles of galaxies, although Haoyue cannot compete with it.

Fu Chuan wanted to save Zhan Xuanji, but was stopped by Beitian Ziqi. With his current cultivation level, he couldn't compete with Ziweixing, so he could only stare blankly.

Xie Qinghe knew what Fu Chuan was thinking, Chen Qi and Chen Cong both had the aura of an emperor, but Fu Long was reckless, and it was not time to take off.At this time, if Chen Cong forcibly suppresses Ziweixing, it will damage the luck of the Chen family and lead the whole world to an unknown destiny.

"Worship Nandou and borrow the longevity of heaven." Xie Qinghe gave Fu Chuan an idea.

Fu Chuan immediately jumped off the bed and went out to find the stars of the Southern Dipper.

Xie Qinghe commanded the following guards: "Be careful and carry uncle out."

Chen Li was worried about letting other people do it again, so he winked with Tian Wen, and the two of them personally lifted Zhan Xuanji's couch out.

Chen Shi was completely dazed, and could only follow beside the couch in a daze.

Xie Qinghe stayed in the room for a while, picked up a string of colorful beads on the floor where the sleeping couch was originally placed, and smelled them closely, the beads had a lusty fragrance, which fascinated people.He took a wet towel from the desk, wrapped the beads inside and wrapped it up before going out.

Fu Chuan had already found the location of the stars of the Southern Dipper, drew a formation with his fingertips in the void, prayed silently, and listened to heaven.

Seeing Xie Qinghe come out, Tian Wen squatted down and asked in a low voice: "Can I find a place in broad daylight? Is it okay to be a little bit off?"

"Do you feel the sun shining on your body?" Xie Qinghe asked.

Tian Wenpin sucked out the meaning of this sentence, a little surprised: "Can you also perceive starlight?"

In front of so many people, Xie Qinghe didn't want to say something too shocking, so he just nodded slightly: "If you are interested, we can talk about it in detail later."

When he was talking to Tian Wen, he kept looking at Fu Chuan's back, paying close attention to the connection between Fu Chuan and the stars of the Southern Dipper.

The purpose of Fuchuan is to release the voodoo in Zhan Xuanji's body.

However, during Ziweixing's struggle, Fu Chuan could only cultivate for a mere few years, unable to break through Ziweixing's blockade.

Xie Qinghe came up with the idea to borrow his life from Nandou, which is to use the power of the six stars of Nandou to break the blockade of Ziweixing.On one side is Ziweixing, and on the other side is Nandou Liuxing. In fact, Ziweixing and Nandou Liuxing don't matter whether they are strong or weak. The ones who really want to compete are Fu Chuan and the mage who hides behind Ziweixing and uses voodoo.

In the current world, the Hanjiang Sword Sect is the only one, and the folk high-level cultivators have disappeared. Fu Chuan has never had the experience of fighting with others.

Xie Qinghe wasn't worried about the little junior's cultivation and knowledge, but he was afraid that he might suffer a disadvantage if he didn't have any fighting experience, so he stared at him firmly and reminded him at any time.

Fu Chuan paid homage to Tianfu Siming Star first, and then Tianliang Yanshou Star. The purple energy of the northern sky that had been lingering around Zhan Xuanji dissipated a lot. Xie Qinghe frowned slightly, and was about to remind the younger brother that the other party might show weakness and lure the enemy. Zhan Xuanji The purple light around his body was in full bloom, and he suddenly counterattacked the stars of the Southern Dipper, and directly threw back at Fu Chuan.

Fu Chuan pulled out a yin-yang fish with his left hand, and the originally sunny sky suddenly dodged a thunderbolt with a bang!

Xie Qinghe opened his mouth and silently let go.

Pray to Nandou for longevity, and worship Beidou for punishment.

Taking advantage of Ziweixing's entanglement with Nandou, he pulled Beidou Pojunxing and killed Ziweixing by surprise.

This kind of two-line operation ability is not only impossible for ordinary people, but also dare not even think about it.How noble are the stars in the sky?The monks on the ground worshiped and prayed, praying for blessings, today invited this god, how dare they invite another god?Fu Chuan's ideas are very...rebellious.

The moment the thunder rang, the purple energy lingering around Zhan Xuan's body quickly dissipated, and several life-protecting charms fell down.

Ordinary people couldn't see the collapsing purple qi, nor could they see the invisible talisman. They only knew that Zhan Xuanji woke up not long after.

Fu Chuan and Xie Qinghe both raised their heads and looked in Ziweiyuan's direction.

The Qin court is weak, and all the heroes stand together.After a few years, the Chen family will take Qin Ting's place.At this time, Ziwei Xing was already very faint.Now that Fu Chuan attacked Ziwei Star with the help of the broken army, the already bleak Emperor Star was even darker and duller.

Cultivators like Fu Chuan and Xie Qinghe could even feel the desolation of Qin Ting Guozuo being cut in half and the madness of the emperor passing away.

"I moved Ziweixing, shouldn't I suffer backlash?" Fu Chuan touched his chest dantian, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him.

However, Xie Qinghe could feel that the emperor's air in his body was much stronger. He put his arms around the head of his junior brother and said in a low voice: "Your surname is Chen." Now Qin Ting is Feilong, Chen is Fulong, and Fulong is Fulong. Of course, dragons beat flying dragons.However, Fu Chuan's use of the Big Dipper to fight against Ziwei Xing made Qin Ting's Guo Zuo weak, and crazily weakened Qin Ting's imperial aura, and the Chen family, who was under nine days, took advantage of it.

Zhan Xuanji had sat up with Chen's support, his face was full of confusion: "You two... this is...?"

At this moment, it was freezing cold, Zhan Xuanji was stripped of his clothes by Fu Chuan to check his wounds, he was not wrapped in bedding and clothes, and he shivered when the wind blew.

Chen hurriedly put on the cloak for him, and asked cautiously: "Jun'er, is this... okay? Can you find a shelter from the wind and talk again? What else do you need?... Really don't need the help of a witch?"

There were still two maidservants with poisonous blood corpses lying in the room. Mrs. Chen moved Zhan Xuanji back to the next-door conservatory. The door curtain was thickly covered, and the servants came in one after another with a brazier. The room quickly became Warm as spring.

Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan drank warm soup at this time, and told Zhan Xuanji about the past.

Fu Chuan prepared a lot of explanations, for example, how he could undo voodoo, how he could draw talismans... who knew that Zhan Xuanji didn't ask at all.

"Give over the assassin's body to Mr. Xiao Lang." Zhan Xuanji ordered.

The matter of Zhan Xuanji's assassination was very delicate. The Zhan family didn't trust Donglou very much, so the assassin's body kept procrastinating and refusing to hand it over to the guards. Even if the guards wanted to investigate the matter, they could only come to Zhan's house to inquire and investigate. Zhan Xuanji didn't allow these people to leave his eyes.

Now Zhan Xuanji finally agreed to hand over the assassin's body, and it was also handed over to Mr. Xiao Lang, not Donglou or Fuwei.

"Those two maidservants belong to my family, not from the market. Send someone to arrest their family members." Zhan Xuanji ordered again.

Chen suddenly burst into tears.

Fu Chuan stepped forward to sit beside her and asked, "Auntie, why are you crying?"

Chen wiped away her tears, but refused to say the reason for crying.

Zhan Xuanji sighed: "The two maidservants and their family members were gifted by Princess Wenyang. I didn't want to get close to her. Ashe is virtuous, so I persuaded her two times to serve in the house." He was inconvenient and laborious Grabbing Chen's hand, "You have good intentions, but it's hard to predict people's hearts."

This is another human tragedy.

Princess Wenyang is Zhan Xuanji's mother, and she gave her son a beautiful maid. In order to show generosity, Chen could only cooperate with all her strength.Who would have imagined that the two maidservants sent by the mother-in-law would have problems?

"I have to check my uncle's side carefully. It's really hard to guard against voodoo curses." Xie Qinghe said.

Zhan Xuanji grew up in the capital of the Qin court when he was young. He was already old when he came to Xiangzhou, and the family members who brought him to Xiangzhou were all from Qin court, and there were many servants from Princess Wenyang's mansion.For so many years, this group of people has not had any problems, but who can guarantee that they will not have any problems?

"I'll arrange it." Zhan Xuanji was a little tired, but he braced himself up and asked again, "I have something to ask."

"Uncle is polite, please tell me." Xie Qinghe said.

"The poison I was poisoned by was the same poison as Caiyun Liuli's poison? Did the two of them take the poison themselves or were poisoned to death? Why did they die so quickly, and I can last until you and Juan'er arrive? How did this poison come from?" Zhan Xuanji asked.

"The poison is the same kind of poison. This poison can seal the throat with blood. If it is quenched in the wound, it will be fatal in an instant. Uncle should swallow it or inhale it. The onset of toxicity is much slower than that of blood circulation, and the symptoms are relatively mild—if Brother Juan and I came half an hour late, uncle will pass away in a dream, and there will be no signs of poisoning." Xie Qinghe explained.

"How the poison was administered... I can't say. For example, I want to use poison to kill people."

Xie Qinghe suddenly looked at the maid standing in the corner, and tapped on the table with her slender knuckles.

At the same time, the maid suddenly bled from her orifices and took a step back in horror.Seeing this, Mrs. Chen couldn't bear it: "Cong'er..."

Before she finished speaking, the maid slapped her whole body in a hurry, and something fell from her arms to the ground with a thud. She strode three feet away with unusual vigor, wiped the blood from the corner of her eyes, and rushed Xie Qinghe sneered and said, "You know what to do."

Chen Li and Zhan Xuanji's confidant guard, Zhan Qiu, have already stepped forward and surrounded her.

Fu Chuan was closer to her, walked over to pick up the towel on the ground, opened it, and found a string of colorful beads.

"Whether I understand or not is a matter of two opinions, and you certainly don't understand. Seeing Jun Lang borrowing his life in the court and punishing Ziwei with the Big Dipper, you still dare to come in to serve tea and listen to the news calmly. , or those who don't know are fearless?" Xie Qinghe asked rhetorically.

"So what?" The maidservant's hands were like fluttering butterflies, pulling ghostly gestures, "You all drank my ghost wine."

Fu Chuan lowered his head and sniffed the string of beads, looking as if he was about to spit it out: "Brother put this string of lust beads on you, who do you think will fall into your trap?... Ouch, can the agate red Bao made such a stink, you are also a talent..."

The maid suddenly woke up and looked at the beads in Fu Chuan's hand: "Smelly? How could it stink?!"

She suddenly turned around and stared at Xie Qinghe: "What did you... do?!"

"This bead is not yours." Xie Qinghe saw the weakness and ignorance of this maidservant, "Where did you get it?"

Zhan Xuanji suddenly put down the teacup in his hand and covered it with a lacquer plate.This movement attracted everyone's attention.Zhan Xuanji shook his head slowly and said, "There is... a snake shadow in the teacup."

Fu Chuan took a step forward to pick up his teacup, and poured the tea soup under the maidservant's feet with a puff.

The shadow of the snake in the cup instantly enlarged, and several lifelike vipers wandered around the house, spitting snake letters.

Mrs. Chen was very afraid of snakes, so she screamed and cried, "Zhan Lang!"

Zhan Xuanji almost subconsciously protected her and hugged her tightly.

There was a hissing sound from Fu Chuan's mouth, and the snakes were confused for a moment, and then swam towards the maidservant in groups.

The maid took a step back, looked at the group of snakes that had been tamed under orders, and looked at Fu Chuan in astonishment: "Are you a descendant of the Luo clan?...No, you...where did you get the taming book?"

Fu Chuan didn't answer her question, but turned to look at Xie Qinghe: "Black Water Witch?"

Xie Qinghe nodded: "Worship Guishanren."

The Zhibao Cave of the Hanjiang Sword Sect houses all the classics of the past dynasties. Except for the inheritance that unfortunately disappeared in the world, the origin and inheritance experience of most of the cultivation methods are recorded in the Zhibao Cave.

Although the maidservant's identity is doubtful, her practice is not uncommon. After a little probing, both Fu Chuan and Xie Qinghe saw her origin.

Witchcraft itself is a way of praying to gods and communicating with heaven and earth in the first settlements of human beings. The most orthodox and most powerful witchcraft forces are usually the real power of each settlement.The Black Water Witch and Ghost Worshipers mentioned by Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan are actually the yamen of the Qin court in charge of sacrifices and prayers in this era. They were orthodox in this era, but they became heresies in later generations.

"Stand back!" The maidservant sternly yelled at the group of snakes hissing and sticking out their tongues around her.

Over there, Mrs. Chen was almost paralyzed from fright: "Hurry up and get rid of it!"

Zhan Xuanji covered her eyes: "If you don't look at it, it's all fake. It's just a shadow. How can the snake in the cup become bigger?"

"You are not allowed to say snake!" Chen was furious.

Zhan Xuanji glanced at all the people in the room, and felt that his masculinity was about to lose its dignity, but Mrs. Chen was so frightened that his face turned pale, so he could only lower his head and say softly, "I won't say anything, you're not afraid. I'll cover it for you. "

Chen was still so frightened that she burst into tears: "Quickly fork it out! Throw it away!"

Fu Chuan had never seen someone Chen who was so afraid of snakes. Seeing that her legs were limp, he was really scared, and he didn't care about intimidating the spies, so he drove away the snake shadows first.It really wasn't a real snake, but a shadow teased by witchcraft, once dispelled, there was nothing left.

The maidservant was still struggling to die, and frantically turned her hands to form seals, trying to summon Xie Qinghe and the snake shadow in Fu Chuan's belly.

Xie Qinghe picked up his and Fu Chuan's cups and showed it to the maid: "Do you understand?"

Not only the maid raised her head, but also Zhan Xuanji, Chen Li and Zhan Chou all straightened their necks, looking up and down at the two teacups.

The teacup is a white porcelain cup fired in the porcelain kiln directed by Xie Qingheci. It pursues the warmth and delicacy of suet and white jade. There is no trace of pattern on it, so it is extremely pure.A few people looked up and down, but they didn't see any tricks.

Xie Qinghe once again determined that this maidservant has extremely poor cultivation and should not be an important person: "Who is your master?"

The reason why many ancient witchcrafts are cut off is not entirely because of the complexity of practice.Mainly its practicability is insanely reduced.

Just like the ghost wine used by the maidservant, it can transform into a snake shadow in the cup. Once it is eaten by someone, it can control the subject through the snake shadow.Sounds great.However, it is very simple for practitioners of later generations to solve this kind of conspiracy, just stick a clear water talisman on the cup.

The sorcery that has been practiced so hard is solved by someone else with a single talisman. This kind of sorcery will naturally be eliminated and completely disappeared.

The situation was temporarily stalemate.

The maidservant lost the ability to control the enemy, and she refused to confess softly to Xie Qinghe, so she just kept her mouth shut.

"Her abilities are all on this string of beads." Fu Chuan gestured to Zhan Qiu, "The beads have faded, and she is now an ordinary woman. When you take her down, search her carefully. She If there is no foreign object to rely on, there will be no waves."

Fu Chuan has [-] ways to extract confessions, such as the technique of arresting souls and questioning.However, he didn't dare to do that in front of his elder brother.

Strange things happened one after another in the Zhan family today. The front Zhan family guard lost an arm because of his disobedience. When it was Zhan Qiu's turn, he was very careful. According to the legend, he wanted to search his body carefully. The maid roared angrily, "How dare you, mangzi!"

Xie Qinghe thought about it.The word Mangzi is not a dialect of Xiangzhou, nor is it a dialect of the imperial capital.

Where did he seem to have heard it?