I have a long pupil

Chapter 47

Foggy, dark and cold.

The sky in the spiritual world is very strange, as if there is always a thick layer of lead clouds, which is both empty and depressing.

The surrounding scene is even more strange.

Those dilapidated shops are growing mildew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and decaying quickly.

Perhaps after turning around, the scene has changed drastically.

Under such circumstances, Zhang Biao naturally did not dare to leave too far, so he searched carefully in the surrounding alleys.

Suddenly, under the decayed wall ahead, there seemed to be a glimmer of light.

Zhang Biao was overjoyed and hurried forward.

It was a strange flower, growing from the sludge of flesh and blood, like a morning glory, surrounded by blue flames.

The eyes of spiritual vision turned far away, and the information flooded in:
Underworld Spark (Yellow Grade [-])
1. The dark fire is thin and the sky is thin, and all thoughts are scattered.A flower born in the spirit world, with a mysterious origin, parasitic on the souls of the dead, burning the last obsession.

2. This flower has a wide range of uses and is used as a magic material.

3. Be careful, don't be burned into an idiot by it...

Sure enough, this is it!
The trick he obtained: Underworld fire, the main material is this, which needs to be mixed with aged incense ash, saltpeter and sulfur to make a powder.

Zhang Biao was excited and quickly took out the shovel.

But he didn't rush to do it, but put the shovel under the flower, carefully avoiding the blue flame.

Like a flash in the pan, as the blue flame burns, the flower also withers quickly and produces a seed.

In an instant, the flame went out, and the seeds fell, just caught by the shovel.

Zhang Biao picked it up quickly and observed carefully.

The seeds are the size of a pill, in the shape of black glass, and there is a pale human face on it, which can be vaguely seen. It is a one-eyed man with stubble all over his face.

This is the final destination of the souls of the spirit world.

Zhang Biao carefully put away the seeds and continued to explore.

But after a few steps, he stopped.

I saw a person kneeling in front of him, dressed in prison clothes, skinny, with messy hair hanging on the ground.

As if noticing his gaze, the man suddenly turned his head, but it was a man with a long beard.

With a handsome face, he should have been a prisoner before his death.

It's just that his face is as pale as limewash now, his eyes are empty and bloody, and there is even a weird smile on his face.

suddenly!

His head gurgled and fell to the ground.

Still looking at Zhang Biao with a sly smile on his face.

Zhang Biao didn't care, especially after seeing the roots spreading behind the prisoners, he waited patiently.

Sure enough, the prisoner gradually disappeared.

And in situ,

A dark spark is slowly blooming...

Zhang Biao remained silent, took out his shovel and stepped forward to pick.

Not all dead souls will turn into ghosts.

After most people die, their souls will completely dissipate and return to heaven and earth, but some will be dragged into the spirit world due to strong emotions.

The most basic is the dead soul.

These poor guys, barely relying on strong fear to maintain, keep repeating the scene of death.

As long as you don't provoke them, you will be shocked at most.

Sure enough, after picking up the seed, what appeared on it was the face of the criminal just now.

In this way, Zhang Biao walked around and unknowingly picked seven or eight Nether Spark seeds.

The coolness on the border beams of Nuo Mian is getting weaker and weaker.

Zhang Biao knew that this was the last time he killed Shui Mei, the stored energy was about to disappear, and if he went on, he would consume his true energy.

He was a little unwilling, but he turned around without hesitation and walked in the direction he came from.

Today's cultivation base can't be too risky.

After digging out the wooden box from the ground and opening it, Zhang Biao was overjoyed and heaved a sigh of relief.

I saw that all the Yin Talisman Beads had a chilling chill at the moment, as if they had been coated with a film of water.

This is a sign of successful refining.

Suddenly, Zhang Biao's heart moved, and the fear of dying came to his heart, as if he was being targeted by something.

Puff puff!
Without hesitation, he ran the three yang meridians, ignited the three yang real fires on his head and shoulders, and jumped back holding the box.

A huge attraction came.

His eyes darkened, and he had returned to his physical body.

Open your eyes again, it is already inside the real charcoal shop.

What was that just now?

Zhang Biao's eyes were full of surprise.

At the last glance, he only saw a furry human-shaped black shadow, with red eyes shining, and a ghostly face.

It seems that the entrance of the Ghost-headed Willow is not as safe as imagined. Fortunately, an enchantment has been formed, and those things cannot come out...

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao put away his things without hesitation, went back to the warehouse after leaving the charcoal store, and waited for the dawn while crossing his legs and adjusting his breath.

.........

The next day, the sky was overcast.

Not long after getting up early, the autumn rain began to fall, bringing with it a chilly feeling, making the ground muddy.

Even so, the West Market is also very lively.

"How come food prices have risen again!"

"Although the increase is only three Wen, but it has been raised three times in a row recently, do you still want to live?"

"A profiteer who suffers from the plague, the Bureau of Approval and Approval will sue him!"

"Don't go, the Bureau of Equalization and Appraisal is also paying the same price."

"I'm afraid you don't know it. Cangzhou and Chenzhou have had torrential rains and cold waves for several weeks, and the grain harvest has not been harvested. Naturally, the price will rise. Fortunately, the people moved quickly and rushed to harvest some..."

"Natural disasters can't be helped, bear with it, and it will be fine next year."

The Autumn Stove Festival is approaching, but such an incident has happened, and the people will inevitably discuss it, but they pay more attention to it, and pray for good weather in the coming year.

In the crowd, Zhang Biao was silent while wearing a bamboo hat, then shook his head, turned and left.

He knows more.

In those states, not only was there a shortage of grain, but there were no grains left. In addition, the grain hamsters were reselling, and they could not even raise food for disaster relief, and famine had already occurred everywhere.

If this matter is not resolved, it will probably lead to chaos.

This is the way of the world. In the past, those rats who sold them privately could still fool them, but when natural disasters came, they revealed their secrets one after another.

The group of people last night should not be stealing grain, but transporting grain to the warehouse to make up for the loss in the past.

After all, if Changping warehouse is in chaos, the entire capital will be in turmoil, and the emperor will kill people at that time...

……

Back home, Zhang Biao cleared the wooden table before taking out all the materials.

The Yin Talisman Bead has been completed, using this thing can absorb the resentment of ghosts, it can not only suppress it, but also cast spells...

The ecstasy still lacks materials, but he has a ecstasy mirror, which can be repaired with the charm powder left over from last time, which can also increase its power...

As for Shadow Escape, forget about it for the time being.

After Zhang Biao finished his day's qi-refining exercise, he put away all the distractions in his mind, and started the operation in front of the wooden table.

The first step is to grind those dark spark seeds, and then mix them with aged incense ash and saltpeter sulfur powder...

This is the material for the underworld fire technique.

To refine this thing, there is no need to go to the spirit world for sacrifice, but to use seed powder to ignite the remnants in the incense ash and turn it into a ghost fire.

In the end, a skin powder was obtained.

Zhang Biao held back the excitement in his heart, twisted a pinch carefully, came to the courtyard, and aimed at a stone.

I saw a strange "cluck" sound from his mouth.

This is the sorcerer's spell, which imitates the last breath of a hanged person and the sound from the throat, also known as a ghost spell.

With the operation of the method, the true energy in the body surged up, matched with the ghost curse in his mouth, and then he blew suddenly.

Call ~
The powder whizzed out, and turned into a blue fireball in a blink of an eye, enveloping the stone.

crackling...

In the blue dark fire, the stone was first covered with a layer of frost, and then cracks appeared and shattered.

Zhang Biao looked shocked.

The power of Minghuo far exceeded his imagination.

Although this technique is mainly used to deal with evil spirits, if it falls on people, no matter how strong the martial arts are, it will be useless.

Of course, casting a spell requires a process, and if a master with agility is on guard, he can escape.

Zhang Biao held back his excitement, turned around and returned to the room, mixed Meiyu with incense ashes, and mixed chicken blood until it became a thick paste, and carefully sewed up the cracks in the ecstasy mirror.

This is just an expedient method, but it can also increase the power of the ecstasy mirror.

It took a whole day to do all of this.

He can already use three of the four tricks left behind in Nuo Mian's border beams: ecstasy, dark fire, and Yin curse.

Although the practice is still shallow, but with the protection of the three yang real fire, it should be enough to deal with the ghost ghost A Guang.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao hurried out, and while the gate of the workshop was not closed, he left a picture of a lotus flower outside Jing'an Square...

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It's night, Jinganfang, Tiandimen.

"Master Liu, this matter is troublesome."

In the main hall of Tiandimen, Zhuge Shenzhang gently put down his teacup, and said with a gloomy expression: "The Lotus Blossom Sect is hidden in the ground and needs a lot of food, so there must be outsiders to meet it."

"When it comes to secret activities in the city, Tiandimen is number one, and no one else dares to say it's second."

"Master Zhuge was joking."

An old Taoist on the opposite side smiled wryly: "In terms of information, Guimen is second to none in the Jianghu. Besides, those people must be prepared, in case there is food stored underground..."

"No case!"

Zhuge Shenzhang's face was gloomy, and he got up and said: "The emperor attaches great importance to this matter, if the thief is not found for a day, no one will be able to live in peace!"

"Master Liu, please do it yourself."

After that, he turned and left.

"These eagle dogs are too much!"

Not long after he left, an old man dressed as a storyteller in the main hall cursed angrily.

Taoist Baixu shook his head and said: "Chaotang Jianghu, although the well water does not violate the river water, but they have to make things difficult for them. Many disciples of my Tiandimen, I am afraid that life will be difficult."

Under the hall, a woman dressed as a bustard sneered and said, "Six Doors is not easy to mess with. Could it be that Yi Chong is easy to bully?"

The old Taoist shook his head, "According to the information we found, the matter is mostly related to them, but the Yi Chong Society has been heavily guarded recently, and it is very mysterious..."

"Brother, leave this matter to me."

Down the hall, there was a weak voice...

(End of this chapter)