Poverty

Chapter 69 Royal seal, black and white world.

After dark.

Li Yanchu sat cross-legged in the Taoist temple, and the copper coins collected from the people during the day were placed on the ground.

Of the 500 copper coins today, more than [-] were exorcised by talisman papers.

The rest of Wu Baiduo was brought back by him.

He wanted to use these blood-stained copper coins to attract the things behind them.

If you want to kill people, absorb the three souls and seven souls, and the essence of living people, then there is only Qingyun Temple left in Weicheng.

Just in case, he took out the Lingguan Invitation Talisman.

"Edict!"

As Li Yanchu imitated the sound of the grand avenue, the tide of the avenue appeared on the spiritual official invitation talisman.

A dazzling golden light flashed, and the Spiritual Official Invitation Talisman exuded a majestic divine aura.

This spiritual official invitation talisman was carefully selected by Li Yanchu from hundreds of talismans, and it has the strongest aura.

The last time he also relied on him to kill the fake City God.

"Sure enough, it can be sealed a second time!" Li Yanchu's eyes showed joy.

He checked the merits and found that this time, two thousand merits were directly reduced.

"The first imperial seal is one thousand, then the second imperial seal is two thousand, and the third is three thousand?" Li Yanchu thought to himself.

He put this Taoist orthodox treasure talisman close to his body, and suddenly a warm divine breath still nourished his soul.

Compared with the previous edict, it was more than twice as strong. Li Yanchu's fatigue from the day suddenly disappeared, and he became more lively.

He immediately smiled, and took out a Five Thunder Talisman.

"Edict!"

The tide of the avenue appeared, and the Five Thunder Talisman immediately gave off the aura of pure Yang thunder law, and the evil energy in the whole room seemed to be eliminated.

Lei Fa is the supreme yang of heaven and earth, suppressing all evil spirits and filth, carrying the five thunder talisman of the second imperial seal, ordinary lonely ghosts, even if they are stared at by Li Yanchu, they are in danger of being scattered.

This time it also consumed two thousand merits.

Li Yanchu thought about the leftover Five Thunder Talisman that was used once, but he was not in a hurry to seal it.

There are still two things that can be sealed by him, namely the dragon-cutting knife and the lightning-struck wooden finger tiger.

The Lightning Strike Wood contains the power of thunder, it is extremely rare, Li Yanchu only has such a small piece in his hand.

He couldn't make a wooden sword either, so he had a brainstorm and made a finger tiger.

However, Li Yanchu temporarily dismissed the idea of ​​sealing the lightning strike wood, and chose to seal the Five Thunder Talisman that was sealed for the second time just now!
The Five Thunder Talisman is extremely heavy-handed, and it is very suitable to be used as a hole card.

Li Yanchu took a deep breath: "Imperial seal!"

Boulevard Tides appear.

This time was longer than the previous two times combined.

When everything returned to calm, Li Yanchu suddenly felt as if endless thunder pools appeared before his eyes.

The pure yang aura on the Five Thunder Talisman continuously infiltrated Li Yanchu's soul, making his soul more condensed.

It is only in the soul of the master of the soul that you have the pure yang breath, and you can travel in the daytime. Of course, Li Yanchu does not have that state now.

But this Five Thunder Talisman has the function of condensing the Yang God. So far, it is a rare Taoist treasure talisman!
This time a total of seven thousand merits were consumed!

"Merits are indeed like money, no amount of money is enough." Li Yanchu muttered to himself.

Li Yanchu practiced until late at night before getting ready to rest.

After nightfall, Weicheng was exceptionally calm, and the recent blood money extortion made the people of Weicheng panic.

Li Yanchu vaguely smelled a faint scent of burning incense, which soon permeated the whole room.

As the smell of incense in the room became heavier, Li Yanchu seemed to be sucked into the abyss vortex.

Vaguely, Li Yanchu heard an ethereal voice, the voice flickered from left to right, making it unclear where it came from.

Li Yanchu opened his eyes suddenly, but found that he was not in a Taoist temple, but in a black and white world.

woohoo-

slam-la-

The sound of water came from next to his ears, Li Yanchu looked down, and saw that there was water under his feet, boundless.

"Where is this?" Li Yanchu's eyes darkened.

He touched his chest subconsciously, and found that the three treasure charms were quietly placed next to his bosom.

Before falling asleep, he was holding the Flood Dragon Saber in his arms, and the Flood Dragon Saber was also in his hand at this time.

His heart settled down a little bit.

Instead, focus on this black-and-white world. Black-and-white usually means the world of the dead in folklore.

Whoa, whoa, whoa—

The low-lying water he was in was not calm, but beat on Li Yanchu's ankles like waves one by one.

"The water is so icy." Li Yanchu's expression changed.

The surroundings were shrouded in thick fog, and only a faint area of ​​three feet in front of him could be seen.

Even if Li Yanchu's nerves were like cast iron, he couldn't help being a little moved at this moment.

"Li Yanchu!"

"Li Yanchu!"

Suddenly there was an unfamiliar voice calling his name, the voice was shrill, like calling a soul.

Li Yanchu ran over following the sound of the soul shouting, pat, pat, pat, he stepped on the water and made a sound.

In this black and white world filled with thick fog, Li Yanchu couldn't tell the direction at all.

Suddenly Li Yanchu stopped suddenly, because he suddenly heard the same footsteps behind him.

Someone is following me!
Li Yanchu didn't turn his head immediately, he just stood there, someone kept calling his name in his ear like a ghost.

When he stopped, the sound of pattering footsteps behind him also stopped.

There are folk rumors that there are three yang fires on the body, if when walking in the middle of the night, someone suddenly patted the shoulder and called his name.

Never look back!

Otherwise, the ghost will take the opportunity to blow out the Yang fire on the shoulder.

This folklore has been passed down from generation to generation, and it actually has some truth. When people are extremely frightened, their yang energy is weak and they are easily frightened.

It was invaded by evil spirits.

Therefore, there are also rumors among the people that when encountering unclean things, they will swear dirty words and be vicious. This is also the source of the saying that ghosts are afraid of evil people.

Li Yanchu is not a villain, but he has killed the most vicious people, and his evil spirit is even heavier.

Especially with the Taoist orthodox treasure talisman and dragon-slaying knife, ordinary evil spirits dare not get close at all.

Because of this, Li Yanchu became more vigilant.

This weird and gloomy black and white world of the dead seems to be able to suppress the evil spirit of blood in him.

The footsteps behind him stopped, but Li Yanchu suddenly heard a strange hiss.

There was the sound of burning fire, the sound of struggling into the water, and the dull sound of dripping water, as if it came from the invisible ghosts whispering in the ear.

People who are not determined can easily fall into the great terror and cannot extricate themselves.

Suddenly in this black and two-colored world of the dead, there are strange footsteps behind him, and ghosts whispering in his ears.

It's more terrifying than death to make people's tailbone blow out.

It's just that Li Yanchu's expression is solemn and his gaze is firm. The more danger he encounters, the calmer he becomes.

However, Li Yanchu frowned, because he not only felt these terrifying scenes, but also felt that his neck seemed to be sore and heavy.

(End of this chapter)