Doom Talisman

He Jing was sitting upright, and after he breathed out, his spiritual power was full. He put his palms together, and the stone remained motionless in between. It seemed ordinary in appearance, but it was impossible to ignore the fluctuations in it.

Huo Ling was quick-witted, and obviously had a sense of crisis for the next subjugation, and didn't even make a basic disguise.The trembling of the spirit body visibly increased with the naked eye, and it was hesitating whether to run away.As the name suggests, the fire in the stone is born with the stone. If the fire spirit separates from the stone by itself, it will cause great damage to itself.

And He Jing would not give it this chance.I saw him pointing at the stone shell with his palms up, picking out the weakest point and injecting a steady stream of spiritual power, the hollow inside instantly became like a pot of boiling water, with strong fluctuations, ready to explode.

Will send out.He Jing took out the usual means of making talismans, the spiritual power in his lower palm was as fine as silk, covering the entire stone body like a net, and at the same time firmly wrapped the fire spirit inside, forming a thickened bondage layer by layer.

And from the fingertips accumulating power outward, several cracks slowly spread to the entire stone surface, and red flames protruded out of the stone-the fire in the stone was double-shackled and was about to be forced out.

Feng Yao waited beside him without blinking.

Once He Jing couldn't hold Huo Ling and was injured instead, he would not care about the rare status of this divine fire.After all, it is something that has been handed down through the ages. It has been hidden in a secret realm for a long time, without nourishment, and it is weaker than it was in its prime.All things have the principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint, the human way is upright, and he is not afraid.

He Jing on the other side was obviously not afraid either.

His gaze was firm, and his technique was precise without any deviation. After all, from the very beginning, he had no intention of adopting moderate methods.

Finding treasures and seizing opportunities requires that kind of hard work.

So when the flamboyant threads in the stone began to break free in strands, He Jing immediately put his spiritual power on his palms, forming a grasping shape to quickly block Huo Ling's castration, his movements were as swift as electricity.

He did not slack off, and was very patient, kneading with ten fingers dexterously, slowly pressing and twisting, finally kneading countless flame threads into the size of an egg and trapping them in his palm.

The sand was scorching hot, but He Jing was dripping with sweat as if he had just been fished out of the water, but he also breathed a sigh of relief.

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Suddenly, He Jing turned his gaze to the cracked stone shell.

He looked like an electric shock, mobilizing all the spiritual power in his body almost instantly, and raised his hand to smash it into pieces.A small fiery red bead shed its disguise and lay quietly among a pile of debris. He Jing picked it up and flicked it into the red light in the other palm.The flames flickered slightly and merged into one.

The old plan is repeated, and the old moves are used.At this point, Shi Zhonghuo had no choice but to try to get the golden cicada out of its shell.

The dazzlingly red little ball was tightly wrapped by the translucent red flame, floating on He Jing's palm, dancing fiercely, bright and dazzling.

Feng Yao approached and said happily, "It's yours now."

This joy turned into deep distress in the next second: "Xiao Jinger, your hand!"

He Jing didn't care, he raised his eyebrows lightly, and handed Shi Zhonghuo over: "It's nothing serious. With a lot of help, it's only right to make some sacrifices."

The man didn't have the time to watch the fire, so he directly pulled the boy's hand over and blew: "I brought burn ointment, will this thing be effective for your injury?"

Shi Zhonghuo obediently disappeared under He Jing's fingertips, he thought about it seriously: "I'm afraid not."

A small section of the ointment fell to the ground, and Feng Yao continued to breathe on the young man, while looking at him helplessly: "It hurts like hell."

I saw that the originally white and pink palm was covered with red bloodshots, which contrasted with the surrounding white, which was even more shocking.

And the person concerned seemed to be fine, and said softly: "It doesn't hurt. At most it's a little itchy, and it looks like it's just bluffing."

"Really?" It's not that Feng Yao has not been deceived by him in this regard, so he doesn't believe it very much. He just took out a clean handkerchief and wiped his sweaty head, and he was depressed and stopped talking.

He Jing inexplicably felt that this scene seemed familiar. He approached the man, and finally told the truth with a smile: "It was quite a torment when the conquest was successful, but now it's all right. Huo Ling recognizes the master and won't hurt me again." Maybe it was exhaustion, The boy's tone softened, and it sounded like he was being coquettish.

Satisfied, Feng Yao scratched the tip of the boy's nose with his index finger: "Don't lie to me again."

The two of them were not in a hurry to leave. With Shi Zhonghuo, this sandy land is suitable for alchemy no matter how you look at it.Some mysterious alchemy recipes that have escaped the mortal realm finally have a chance to be realized.

A tent, a pill furnace, and a spiritual fire are enough.The place they chose is very good, there are few people in the vicinity, and there are no evil things.

He Jing completely calmed down.With no distractions, he began to practice alchemy day and night.

Heyuan Pill for refining the spiritual power of a cultivator, Jimai Pill for connecting muscles and bones, Qingxie Pill for dispelling evil spirits and dispersing poison, and Speech Pill for making strange beasts speak human words.

With He Jing's current refining skills, it took more than a month of intensive research, and he got rid of two thousand young lotus plants grown from the wish stone, and only then did he get two ordinary-looking mid-level elixir in the Transmortal Realm.

But just imagining a big talking dog is worth the time spent.

Sometimes when He Jing was contemplating the alchemy, Feng Yao would not disturb him, so he would go a little farther to survey the terrain or search for prey, and only acted as a loyal guardian general when he was refining alchemy.

After the test was almost done, and Shi Zhonghuo's control was completely stable, He Jing put away the stove and Danhuo, and grabbed a handful of cool fine sand on the ground:

"It's all right now, it won't burn all over the place anymore."

Feng Yao was also very happy, which meant that their cultivation in the base would be more stable in the future.

In four months, they went back more than once.During this period, the small building of the Lieyang team had already been built, and Rongkang frantically went out to receive orders like an old scalper, and finally paid off the bills.At the same time, the land on the outer ring of the base was sold out, high-rise buildings were everywhere, and the population doubled.

The victory base has repeatedly strengthened the outer protection, and it can definitely support the iron wall of the first and second in the southeast.But that's not the case for the rest of the small bases.

In the past four months, the evil creatures have not stopped evolving, they have been getting stronger.Small bases have low defense capabilities and are simply unable to resist all kinds of attacks. Infections and mutations are hard to guard against, so it is better to discard them.The soaring new population in the base came from this.

The situation in the whole world has never been relaxed for a moment, and there is still a long way to go for all human beings to achieve the goal of living and working in peace and contentment.

Two months ago, the He family also moved out of the inner ring.

The land was purchased at a price very similar to that of Rongkang and the others. The outside of the small building looks no different from other houses, but inside, there is an alchemy room reserved for He Jing——

A three-story interconnected small room.

It is also to prevent accidents from happening.

So when He Jing and Feng Yao went back this time, they stopped directly at the outer ring.

When they arrived, there was, of course, no one in the house.

Father He has been promoted to be the captain of a certain patrol team, and his responsibilities have become heavier. Some urgent and difficult matters are dealt with day and night, and sometimes he even sleeps directly in the team.Not long ago, Shi Jie was recruited into the reserve support team of the monks. Colonel Ge stepped up the construction of the monks again after he was promoted to major general.

Both Liang Rui and Lao Zhang still had their original jobs, while He Feng honestly entered the autumn class in the base with Shi Qi.

The two were about to light the fire and cook when they saw a "neighbor" running over from the outside and greeted them happily:

"Looking forward to the stars and looking forward to the moon, you are finally back. Haven't you eaten yet? Go to our place."

Feng Yao patted the flour on his hands, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What did you burn in your house?"

Jiang Wan answered blankly: "Tofu with sauerkraut, a big pot." After a pause, "Would you like to eat? There is also canned sugar water."

The corner of Feng Yao's mouth curled up: "Can't you open the pot? Wait." He went to face him again.

Jiang Wan stretched her neck, with a flattering look: "Brother Yao is still rich, what year is this fine flour?"

Feng Yao slowly beat an egg into the dough. The yellow yolk and the clear egg white were all stirred into the dough, "Last year's wheat, this year's wheat can't afford it."

Jiang Wan looked straight at the eggs, and asked again: "What year are the eggs?"

"I don't know, you have to ask the chicken."

The Lieyang team ate openly against the banner of generosity and hospitality. One person held a thick egg pancake, and stopped doing formal things. Rongkang bit the pancake and sighed with tears:

"Your family's salt may really be free."