Chapter 1007 Eight Secret Talismans, Divine Talismans of Billion Tribulations

"No, they have strengthened the four demons to this level, which is definitely something that ordinary people can deal with."

Qian Chen's thoughts changed and a thought arose: "I also have to nurture the secret history and strengthen the three gods who vaguely restrain the four demons."

After reciting, he immediately called the three remaining deacons in Luo Temple.

Under the altar of the three masters of creation, three deacons in black robes knelt down. Qian Chen stretched out his hand and the three secret talismans of heavenly demons appeared on their bodies. They saw that the talismans were made of human faces pinched by Tai Sui’s flesh.

, Thousands of faces are overlapping, like countless lifelike faces...

This talisman is called "The True Talisman of Hundred Faces and Thousand Faces".

Another talisman is made of countless knots, densely wrapped around, like a net covering the world.

This talisman is called "The True Talisman of Yijie Wanxuan's One Heart to Desperate the True Talisman".

The last talisman was a piece of rotten meat. It almost rotted into dark blood, and it was so terrible that it could not tell what organ the piece of meat was originally.

It is like mixing countless eyeballs, countless limbs, and countless internal organs together, smashing them into meat paste, then digging out a piece, placing rotten maggots, and then kneading countless maggots and worms on it.

Chaos, disgusting, rotten, that's the first impression it gives.

But this is Qian Chen's "Infinite Death Sea of ​​Death" created by Qian Chen after witnessing the creation of the Demon Ancestor, containing the fruit of life, and the incredibly prosperous sea of ​​blood!

These three talismans, together with the "Taishi's Unmoving Golden Bell Talisman", "The Eighteen Mill Plowing Way", "The Secret Talisman of the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Moon Demon Embroidered Skin", "Taiyan Tian"

Shang Oracle Bone River Map》.

And the last one is like a living fetus, and even the umbilical cord is connected to the uterus.

It is Qian Chen who wrote the real talisman of the Heavenly Mansion - the Eight Talisman of the Heavenly Demons, which was written by him in order to draw the "Supreme Heavenly Demons Secret Talisman"!

"The four demons are coming, and the sublimation of the secret history has reached a critical moment. If the four demons gather together, the Xingtian disaster will be reduced. Fortunately, there are three monks from Zhigu who practiced, and their methods are vaguely restraining the four demons, and they also have the most energy.

.But this disaster comes from all Si Chen, and with their means, they may not be able to respond to that fate."

"You go and hand over these three talismans to them to deal with the four demons!"

Under the steps, the three deacons looked up in fear: "Master!"

"Go!" Qian Chen waved his hand: "Zhou Lang is already trapped in the plot of the Empress of the Heavenly Queen. You have no chance to face Si Chen. This is the only one you can help me!"

Hearing Qian Chen say this, even though the three people under the steps were unwilling to accept it, they could only nod and respond: "Yes!"

The first of the three gods, Cui Buer, was found on the North City Gate Tower.

He was still in the old Taoist robe. He was just passing by, but his relaxed and comfortable expression had disappeared. On the contrary, he looked down at the Sancha River estuary on the city gate with a serious face. He made a gesture with one hand and made a calculation with the other hand.

Smack your thighs.

When the deacon of Xuanzhen Sect appeared in front of him, Old Dao Cui was not surprised at all, but just disgusted Ba's mouth.

"It's bad luck, it's bad luck! Going out to hit Tai Sui, the passing year is unfavorable!"

"No, it's Tai Sui coming to the door, it has nothing to do with Liu Nian, it's just that the horoscope is too hard, too hard!"

Cui Buer shook his head and looked up to see a rope made of rags tied up his hands.

Listen to the deacon of Xuanzhen Sect, "According to the order of the leader, I will give you this talisman!"

"symbol?"

Cui Buer raised his tied hands and said in surprise: "You said this is a talisman? There is no cinnabar, no yellow paper, no talisman, what kind of talisman do you draw?"

The deacon smiled a little stiffly: "If you are really the god mentioned by the leader, then you will definitely see that this is Zhang Fu!"

Cui Laodao struggled with his hands, trying to use martial arts methods to get rid of the rag strips that tied him up, but just opened his arms and he was stunned.

The knot that tied himself was not untied as he wished, but Old Dao Cui lowered his head but was fascinated.

"It's amazing! It's so mysterious, it's really a talisman!"

Cui Laodao untied the knot bit by bit. The cloth strips were so messy that they had tied many knots. Some of them seemed to be human skin ropes, while others were yellow and white tendons. The only thing Cui Laodao saw was how many of them were.

The red rope is the kind of doll tied in the Heavenly Queen's harem.

"The red rope used in the Tianhou Palace is of average material. The only extraordinary thing is that it is used by the Tianhou Palace to tie dolls, representing the umbilical cord for the birth of life. But these red ropes look very old and should have been tied to the dolls.

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"Yes, how can the umbilical cord be knotted?"

"Can't you become a dead doll?"

"But the red rope that fell off the old doll means that people have no relationship with heaven and earth, and the knot on it is a person's life..."

Cui Buer touched the first knot of the red rope, and he was slightly stunned.

Because it was an old knot, it looked like the knot was tied to the clay doll when the red rope was still tied to the clay doll.

"There is a disaster in the womb! This is a strange baby!"

It was obviously two threads, but Cui Buer touched the third thread, like a small tail, and was attached to this knot.

The entire knot was like a golden toad that had not completely lost its tail, but Cui Buer groped through the knot and did not find a square and round inner knot like copper coins, but intermittent knots.

"The six relatives are shallow, and they are born with three legs. They are originally a golden toad that attracts wealth, but they lost their lives when they were still a tadpole and never had the chance to turn into a toad in their entire life!"

One by one, one knot, one after another.

It was not until he touched a new knot that Cui Buer paused slightly.

"This is a catastrophe that has been newly defeated... No, it's not a catastrophe! It's a knot!"

Cui Buer seemed to see a three-legged doll placed on the Doll Mountain in Tianhou Palace, gently invited her to come down. Together with nine equally weird dolls, they pulled a red rope together, and gave birth to a new life.

Holding a heavy iron ship.

These dolls were taken to a temple, and a young man who couldn't see his face clearly took them over and said with a smile: "Defying the heavens and changing fate?"

"There is no life in this world! But you have also helped me with Xuanzhen Sect once, so I will make an exception and re-renew your fate so that you can be a human being again."

As he said that, he took the red rope from the clay doll and tied it to a huge network of countless ropes.

Cui Buer's hand that untied the knot became slightly stiff when he arrived here. He already knew who the person he felt was!

It was the mysterious Xuanzhen Sect Leader.

Following the knot tied by Xuanzhen Sect Leader, Cui Buer finally touched the snare made of countless knots and countless ropes...

"Is it fate?" Cui Buer's heart sank?

Master Xuanzhen ties the fate of sentient beings into knots and weaves a huge snare that makes people unable to escape?

It seems to be a little bit, but it doesn't look very similar.

Cui Buer could sense that the clay man corresponding to the red rope had an amazing transformation after the knot tied to the Xuanzhen Sect Leader.

The body of the clay sculpture seemed to transform into flesh and blood, and its innate incompleteness gradually became complete. As the leader of Xuanzhen weaved it casually, the nine clay dolls transformed little by little, and their "destiny" changed.

If you really have a destiny, then the luck of a clay man is to become a decoration and experience life in a specious way.

And it can be called "fate" but it is a certain ending that can never be escaped.

Just like when a person sees a chicken and a duck, he can tell his life at a glance.

Bowls are used to serve rice.

Chopsticks are used to pick things up.

Scissors are used to cut...

In this world, most things are destined to end, and this is their "destiny".

But between the fingers of Master Xuanzhen, the "life" of the clay man changed...

This is also the first time Cui Buer saw that "reverses the will of heaven and changes fate". The clay body of the clay doll, the river mud fished out of the Sancha River estuary, was filtered, beaten, shaped, and pinched, and was destined to be destined.

',The transformation took place.

The mud turned into flesh, the water turned into blood, and a living body, a fat white doll was born in the knot flipped with fingertips.

"Is this knot 'desy'?"

Cui Buer shook his head: "No, it is still history. A secret history!"

Cui Buer felt that as he untied the knots, he seemed to touch the past fate of the mud doll on the red rope. As the knot was untied and re-tied, he could even touch, change, and shape that section.

history.

Knotting things is the earliest history recorded by mankind.

Cui Buer touched the knot upwards, as if he was following the infinitely spreading snare to trace the oldest history. The fate represented by those ropes, and the snares formed by the knots, seemed to have woven into a trap.

The big net, this net name is 'History'.

"Fate, history, secret...this is the string!"

Cui Buer suddenly realized the secret of this 'talisman'.

He pulled out a silk ribbon from the cuff of his Taoist robe and tied it to the snare.

Accompanied by the silk ribbons, one after another.
To be continued...