Chapter 392: Possible Corpse Transformation (1)
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Now, after Master's explanation, she began to identify it carefully, and finally found the seal pattern on the willow tree in the southeast corner.
Yuqing stepped forward and took a closer look. Sure enough, it was hidden in the depths of the willow branch, no wonder he couldn't find it.
"Master, will this five-star ray formation be very powerful? You tell me how to solve it, and let me do it." Yang Zimei was worried that Master was weak and tired, and if he used his true qi to break the formation again, his vitality would be greatly damaged.
"This little Japanese thing is just an unpopular side branch passed down from our Chinese Taoism. Master is more than enough to deal with it." Yuqing said with a slightly disdainful expression.
He had participated in the Anti-Japanese War in his early years and had witnessed various crimes committed by Japanese soldiers in China. Therefore, he did not have much affection for this country.
Yuqing took out the cinnabar pen from the bag he was carrying, recited the mantra, moved the finger with his left hand, and swiped with the right hand. With a large stroke of the pen on the original knot pattern, he wrote another pattern, which happened to be The original knot was covered.
Amazingly, Yang Zimei noticed that as soon as the word was covered, the barrier that originally displayed the pentagram suddenly lost a corner, the mana weakened a lot, and the surrounding magnetic field suddenly changed.
"Master, what are you doing?" Yang Zimei asked curiously.
"This is the broken word of the mantra." Yuqing explained.
"This barrier can be broken by writing a word?"
Yang Zimei also began to really feel that Xiaoriyi's stuff is really a little bit of pediatrics. The way of restraint is so easy, how can it be used to mix?
"It's not just a word that can be broken. You must also have a certain way of doing things and skills. For example, if your uncle writes it, he will only be attacked by the enchantment." Yuqing explained.
"Then I can write it too?"
Yang Zimei's childish temperament picked up, "The other four have characters, Master, let me write them."
Yuqing didn't stop it, handed her the pen, and taught her the formula of broken characters.
He knew that Yang Zimei was extremely talented and had an excellent memory. She had written a broken character just now, and she must have remembered that look.
Yang Zimei drew a gourd, swayed a big brush, and wrote the mantra like a dragon and snake on the other four willow trees. The skill and momentum are better than Yuqing's, and the light of the enchantment is like being cut by a knife. Go to general, gloomy.
Sure enough, as soon as I finished writing, the white barrier that originally shrouded the tomb disappeared...
The wind all around started to blow in...
Yang Zimei looked at the tomb, and found that a thick black resentment began to emerge from it, and it was about to move, as if something wanted to break out of the ground...
"Master, it's not good, there may be a corpse inside!"
Her heart froze, she hurriedly shouted, holding a writing brush, she stepped forward and began to draw a corpse-suppressing talisman around the void of the tomb!
Yuqing also took out a piece of yellow paper from his arms and stuck it directly on the tomb!
The black smoke that was about to come out, Fang reluctantly retreated and regained his tranquility.
"The corpse...changed? Daoist priest, this...what does this mean?" Yue Qing, who had been watching the movements of the two masters and apprentices, asked horrified, "It won't be like a TV, crawling out of a zombie from a grave or something. Bar?"
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