"Does a Huntian Talisman need to be integrated into a spiritual aperture? Sure enough, when I use this Huntian Talisman to control objects, it is much more powerful and can be used more freely."
Wang Chong didn't know, he felt that it was commonplace for the Huntian Talisman to be embedded in the spiritual aperture, but in fact it was not.
For example, Yuanyuan Sword Technique only has twenty-eight Hun Tian Talismans in total, but it requires one hundred and thirty-six spiritual apertures to be refined, and the mana circulates into five levels of heaven. Where can it be divided?
Even Xiao Nan did not refine all the twenty-eight Huntian talismans of Yuanyuan Sword Jue into the acupoints, but only put 12 of them into the acupoints. With each additional talisman refined into the acupoints, the spell would run faster.
On the front line, the response is like this, and the thought comes into being. When fighting, you have to take advantage of it.
Wang Chong didn't know that he was already one step ahead of everyone else.
It turns out that the words on the three stone tablets he had in mind were clearly distinct and did not interfere with each other. However, the Huntian Talisman with "the meaning of taking in and being pronounced as a hook" was integrated into the spiritual aperture, just like a mysterious nail holding the three Talismans together.
Holding firm, the three Hun Tian Talismans seemed to become slightly brighter.
Xiao Chong didn't know what it meant. He watched it for a long time and thought to himself, "I'll ask Brother Zhu tomorrow!"
He studied during the day and studied the Yuanyuan Sword Technique with Zhu Ying at night, and was very tired. At this time, his curiosity gradually faded away, and he felt sleepy, and he fell into a deep sleep after a while.
The next day, Xiaochong got up and found that Zhu Ying was not there. He was very surprised and said to himself: "Brother Zhu, why did you get up so early? You haven't called me yet?"
He tidied up a little and got up, but couldn't find Zhu Ying, so he had to go to eat alone. He asked several people in the dining hall, but he didn't see Zhu Ying, and he felt even weirder.
When it was time to go to class, Zhu Ying still hadn't appeared. Xiaochong was worried in his heart. He couldn't help but ask the teacher in Class A at noon. The teacher in Class A also said that he had never seen her. He suddenly panicked and begged the teacher to ask someone to look for her.
When the teacher in class A heard that he had disappeared in the morning, he thought Zhu Ying had gone out to play privately. How could he be willing to ask someone to search for her?
After all, Xiao Chong was young. After being scolded by the teacher in Class A, he could only come out dejected. He stopped going to class in the afternoon and looked around the academy.
He couldn't find it in the academy. Xiaochong suspected that Zhu Ying had gone to the back mountain. He followed the side door that Zhu Ying walked through last time and found Master Xiao's thatched cottage.
Xiao Chong searched the thatched cottage for a while, but still found no trace. The dust in the thatched cottage was thick and it seemed that no one had been there for a long time.
He became more and more anxious and searched around in the back mountain. Unknowingly, he entered Bailu Mountain very deep and the sky gradually became dark.
When Xiao Chong woke up, he was surrounded by mountains and forests he had never seen before. Looking around, he didn't know which direction was the academy. He was frightened and frightened, but he still thought about Zhu Ying.
"Should I keep searching or go back to the academy?"
"Maybe Brother Zhu has returned to the academy? Even if he hasn't gone back yet, I should go find his family. The academy must know where his servants live and must notify him."
"If there is something that I really can't bear to say, I have no choice but to report it to the government! If it really doesn't work, I will ignore my parents' instructions and report my father's name to the government, as I won't be afraid that the government will not do their best."
The little insect thought about it, not knowing what to do.
After all, he was a twelve-year-old child, and his body was underdeveloped. When he got tired, he fell down and sat down, and couldn't get up for a while.
Xiaochong missed Zhu Ying. He didn't eat well in the morning and didn't eat dinner. He was hungry and tired. He sat on the ground and rested for a long time, but he still didn't feel better.
He also knew that he could not spend the night in the back mountain. If he encountered a wolf, his life would be in danger, but his body was really unable to hold on, and even his anxiety was useless.
Xiaochong raised his wrist and saw the black wind bag that turned into a shallow black shadow like a birthmark. He couldn't help but think: "It would be great if I could soar into the clouds."
He got the black wind bag because he had to study during the day and practice Yuanyuan Sword Technique with Zhu Ying at night. He never had time to look at it, let alone try to sacrifice the black wind evil cloud.
"With some broken cloud horns, you can leap freely and change directions in the air. If you can sacrifice all the black wind and evil clouds of Demon Luo, you may be able to fly around like an immortal."
Just as he was thinking about this, two lights suddenly flickered on and off in front of him. Xiaochong was very happy and shouted: "Is there anyone there?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a low roar from the light, which shocked the mountains and forests and echoed throughout the sky. The young man's heart was filled with death, and he already understood in his heart: "Those are not two lights, but a pair of eyes of a hungry tiger."
Xiao Chong panicked and hurriedly took out the copper ring.
Not a moment later, a striking tiger with a white forehead and a dappled color came through the mountains and forests under the moonlight. When it saw the white and tender young man, it let out a long roar and a powerful gust of wind, which split the little insect's liver and gallbladder.
After all, he was young and couldn't care anymore. The copper ring in his hand turned into the size of a washbasin, flew out of thin air, and hit the tiger's forehead with its eye-catching white forehead.
Although Xiao Chong had opened a spiritual aperture, it had only been a day and his magic power was weak. The copper ring hit the tiger's forehead. The colorful tiger was unscathed, but the copper ring bounced away for more than ten steps and fell into the trap.
Among the trees.
Xiao Chong cast a spell to summon him again, but the copper ring was silent and motionless.
He hurriedly turned around to run away, but he heard the tiger with the eye-catching white forehead growl low and speak human words: "Little fellow Taoist, why did you hit me with the Qiankun Circle?"
Xiao Chong was shocked and shouted: "The tiger has become a spirit?"
The tiger with eye-catching white forehead and colorful forehead half roared and half laughed, shouting: "Why can't I become a spirit again?"
The little insect and the tiger with the eye-catching white forehead and the colorful one stared at each other. The young man's heart was beating wildly. It took him a while to calm down, and he said in a confused voice: "I mistakenly thought that the tiger wanted to eat people, so I
Attack randomly."
The tiger with the eye-catching white forehead and the colorful forehead roared low, but still spoke human words: "If I haven't attained enlightenment yet, and I am captured by hunters in the mountains and sell tiger meat in the street, will you know how to eat it?"
Xiaochong was frightened, but he struggled to get up, bowed solemnly, and said, "You have learned a lesson, kid."
The tiger with striking eyes and white forehead roared, half-smiling but not smiling, and said: "You, the authentic descendants of Xuanmen, are used to looking down on the demon clan. I won't argue with you, and I won't apologize. I'll give you a Qiankun Circle for nothing.
I had bad luck coming out of the cave today."
The little insect tried several times, but the copper ring suddenly matched the induction again, flew up from the bushes, rushed towards him, and was caught by him.
The tiger with eye-catching white forehead and colorful forehead looked at it again, with a hint of envy, and said: "This is a method passed down by the great god of Santan Haihui. You are very rough in practice. You can hit an old woman somersault or strong."
Han can't hurt anyone. Besides, I am also a man of virtue. This thing has been cut off by my demonic energy for twenty or thirty days, so you can go back and start the sacrifice all over again."
Xiao Chong tried it briefly and found that the magic power of this copper ring was stagnant and unsatisfactory. He really didn't know the origin of this copper ring. Hearing this, he asked out of curiosity: "Tiger, what is the Great God of the Three Altars of the Sea?"