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This young god is no one else, so he is naturally Ao Yan.

Since Ao Yan has gone south, looking and playing, the more lush the Shuimu Mountains are becoming, and the more people in this village are becoming more and more sparse.

Sleeping in the mountains and rivers, you can hear the howling of wolves and beasts at night.

Occasionally, when you experience the hot summer, you can still see the dark forest under the moonlight of the river. The trees are like dark phantoms, and the floating green fireflies float by in groups like galaxies.

I also saw the warm and steamy lakeside of the lake where the snow in Nanhu Lake was flying, the crimson and prosperous bloomed like a brocade year, and the snow was beautiful.

Of course, I also passed by the rare bleak autumn, which was lonely and refreshing.

But no matter what, the south is always so colorful, and no matter how it is, it cannot hide its vitality in spring.

As he walked by, Ao Yan felt that he had temporarily put down the Crystal Palace and his mood was much more relaxed and open.

After a year, Zhiran did not practice diligently, but his own cultivation had reached the level of a top-grade level of transformation. The two auras in his body gradually condensed into shape. The color began to be hazy and white and showed that there were scales and clearness. Occasionally, he comprehended the two magic weapons he brought, and his understanding in his heart was much deeper than that of ordinary people.

After reaching the top level of Transcendence, the five-color jade scales on Ao Yan's body also grew up on his body.

Ao Yan didn't know what kind of results he would have if he was promoted to half a step of magical power, and would he have scales all over his body and turned into a monster.

Maybe, maybe not, these scales Ao Yan can control them to hide under the skin.

But since he left his territory, Ao Yan's Fu Zhao began to remain silent. The feeling of being the only one in the territory was gone, but all the magical powers he deserved could be used, which would not hinder Ao Yan's methods.

As for Xin Shi and Changming, they are also making progress.

The two of them obtained the cultivation method given by Ming Xuanchen, and their cultivation level increased much faster than Ao Yan. They rose rapidly and have now reached the peak of one point of supernatural powers. The difference is only a chance to break through to two points of supernatural powers. This is just the result of two people playing and practicing.

After receiving Ao Yan's order, they would be invisible by his side on weekdays and would not show up when there were people.

As Sun Changgong said, he happened to meet the villagers who met the tiger all the way. He saved them. In the past, he used to do good deeds purely for the sake of merit and incense, but after walking along the way, he found that doing good deeds has become a habit of doing good deeds and making good deeds. Although there is not much merit, there is no incense, so I just want to have a clear conscience.

"immortal……"

"I, Hongchenzi, since the donor's mother has something to do, please." Ao Yan made a fool of himself and had already prepared a clear water talisman on his cuff.

The clear water talisman can relieve all poisonous disasters.

What kind of illness can a mortal have is just a small disaster. With the power of the clear water talisman, it is easy to capture.

In fact, Ao Yan still enjoys the feeling of respect from the people around him.

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"Immortal... Taoist priest, please come here."

It was related to his mother, and Sun Changgong was not very polite, so he invited the young Taoist priest named Hongchenzi to walk home.

After turning a few small roads in the village, he arrived at the gate of a small yard. Sun Changgong opened the door and walked straight in. When he entered the inner hall, he saw that the white-haired old man on the bed was indeed lying.

The old man's hair was gray and his face was not painful. He seemed to have a peaceful expression. His face was pale, motionless, and his breath was weak, as if it was no different from being dead.

Sun Changgong suddenly became anxious. It seemed that his mother was very ill.

At this time, a noisy sound came from outside. It seemed that they were all spread from one to another. The villagers and neighbors came to visit, but it was not ruled out that some of them were watching the fun.

"Master, please save my mother!" Sun Changgong could not care about those things, and he was confused when he was concerned. He looked anxious.

"Take a bowl of water, throw this talisman into the water and melt it, and give it to your mother to drink it." Ao Yan handed out the talisman of clear water, and said calmly without looking at the old man on the bed.

"Thank you, Taoist priest." Sun Changgong's eyes lit up. Without saying a word, he hurriedly took it, hurriedly took a bowl of water and threw the talisman in, without any doubt.

As for those villagers and neighbors, they looked at them with a charlatan.

Although I don’t know what the magic method is, it is obviously drinking talisman water. This method is not what those fake Taoist priests in the town are tricked and tricked. What is it?

"fraud……"

"The Warlock..."

"Fake……"

"This kid Sun Changgong is so worried!"

A small number of people became extremely contemptuous there, and some people wanted to go up and dissuade them. Because Sun Changgong was really concerned, it was messy. The talisman water had to be burned and melted into the water before it could be kept in the water. How could it be left in the water like this? Take the useless thing quickly, so you can drink it without any illness and get sick.

Sun Changgong also regretted it because he also remembered that the talisman paper needed to be burned.

So when he approached the blind date with kindness, he also reached out to catch it, but he didn't expect that a magical scene would happen at this time.

After all the yellow paper was soaked in water, it began to turn black, as if it was all burned. Then the long black strips of the black strips melted like ink, dyeing the bowl of water black.

Then, the water bubbled, as if it was boiling, and a smell of mud dispersed.

Sun Changgong felt that the bowl of water, which was already cold, suddenly became extremely cool. The coolness spread to his palms through the bowl, making his head, which was sober that he was very concerned about and became hot.

Because he was sober, he noticed that the water in the bowl was said to be water, but in fact, the black mud was much better than this one.

This...can this thing be drunk?

If it is mud, you will get sick even if you don’t get sick after a bowl.

"Chang Gong!" The neighbors around hurriedly winked. Even those who watched the fun couldn't stand it anymore. Although they thought this method was incredible, but damn it, even those with noses knew that drinking this thing would kill people!

Sun Changgong shook his head and instantly strengthened his belief. This was a talisman given by the gods, so naturally there was no problem.

He has seen the magic tricks with his own eyes. He can't beat the tiger. He can't train the tiger to the point of being obedient. Not to mention using any tricks, even if you use a spell to kill the whole village, it's not easy. Why should you harm them like this? Besides, if you want to harm them, why should you be without grievances?

Sun Changgong often goes out for business and often hears stories about immortals.

At the end of the story, there is always a saying like this: People in the world are foolish, blinded by the naked eye, and do not recognize the true meaning.

When he thought of this, Sun Changgong did not care about any of the neighbors' dissuasion and poured mud-like talisman water into my mother, and the rest was waiting.

While waiting, Ao Yan looked at his eyes and his nose and his heart, stood still, silent.

As for the villagers and neighbors on the side, they blocked the door and stared at him, for fear that something would happen to happen, the guy wanted to escape, so he would join forces to take down the warlock.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

The house was quiet.

Until a cup of tea, Ao Yan was already frowning secretly, a soft hum came into everyone's ears, followed by Sun Changgong's happy and shocked voice.

"Mom! Are you okay?!"

"Son……"

"Son is here!"

"What's wrong with me..." The old lady only felt that she had an endless nightmare, and she woke up leisurely.

"Don't you remember? Uncle Second said you suddenly fainted..." Sun Changgong said before and after the incident. Finally, when he said that his mother was saved, he suddenly remembered that he had put his savior aside. He felt nervous and hurriedly introduced the immortal Hongchenzi to his mother. The old lady's eyes were still a little turbid and could not see Ao Yan clearly, but she still asked her son to help her up and thank her.

"Thank you for saving your life, old man..."

"It's not me who saved you, it's you." Ao Yan frowned and shook his head, his eyes exuding a charm, and he stared at the old lady in front of him, as if he wanted to see something.

When the villagers and neighbors saw the effect, they believed in the real skills of the people in front of them. They knew that they were real laity. They were both ashamed and embarrassed. They wanted to go up to apologize but were afraid that they would ignore them. They stared at each other. In the end, there were a few people who were tyrannical with their old faces to apologize and chat with them. Ao Yan just nodded slightly, not angry or close, giving people a feeling of being a fairy-like person.

Everyone just regarded Ao Yan's polite words as a hermit to say, "It's not me who saved you, but you are yourself."

Actually, it wasn't true. Something was wrong with this old lady.

"Wait, don't be busy with thanks." Ao Yan couldn't stand Sun Changgong's enthusiasm.

After letting the old lady lie back on the bed, Ao Yan looked left and right, his eyebrows getting deeper and deeper.

"What's wrong with the benefactor, but what's the secret..." Ao Yan didn't say anything, and the other villagers and neighbors didn't breathe a lot. Except for Sun Changgong, who was too concerned about his mother's condition, couldn't help it and asked.

There is no hidden truth, but it is really wrong.

Ao Yan glanced at Sun Changgong and signaled him not to speak, but he held his chin and fell into thinking.

The effect of the Qingshui Talisman can remove all poisonous miasma and cure all kinds of diseases and injuries. If this yellow Talisman is used, even an ordinary person will jump up immediately. No matter how much wound he suffers, it is because this Talisman is not a street stall product, and it does not carry the magical power that people call, but the power of incense.

The fundamental reason for the power of incense is the power of wishes in the heart.

This kind of power is pure, clean and powerful than spiritual energy, blood and energy.

Therefore, the clear water talisman can achieve an effect that surprises everyone.

But... But now I have been treating an old lady, but I just woke her up, and the rest of the effect is not achieved. The old lady is still so weak. The most important thing is that the three yang fires on her shoulders are like candles in the wind, dying. According to Ao Yan, this old lady can live for at least seven or eight years, and now it is estimated that it will only be two or three months.

What's going on? Qingshui Fu just helped her sort out her constitution and let her have the ability to wake up by herself, but she couldn't cure her at all!

This goes against Ao Yan's expectations.

Suddenly, Ao Yan, who was looking at the old lady with his eyes, smiled because he finally saw a hint of clue, and a lot of fun appeared on his plain face.
Chapter completed!