Looking at the young man in front of him, he felt that he was no longer young.⊥

When a person feels that he is no longer young, he will always be particularly lenient towards those young lives. Golden Elephant is not a human, he is a snake demon, but he does not treat these people as aliens like other demons, let alone treat them as blood.

Looking at the expectant eyes of these young girls, he smiled and said, "Don't you have witches? Why don't you learn the Dharma with your witches?"

"Witchcraft requires blood inheritance. We don't have that talent, we can't learn it." said the young man who gave the golden elephant bone flute.

The witch is a descendant of a former innate creature. After the bloodline awakens, it has its own magical powers. This is actually somewhat similar to the demon. However, the demon transforms step by step in blood and killing, while the witch suddenly awakens from the bloodline of a mortal.

"Your thoughts are not impossible to teach you. I will teach you a magic trick. After you go back, you should practice with your heart. If you can get started, then come again. If you can't, then you don't have to come." Jin Xiangdi said.

The young and girls shouted in surprise, but quickly covered their mouths, for fear of annoying the immortal in front of them because of their loud shouts.

They call people with magic outside the tribe, and they call them immortals.

When they saw the handsome and cold face of Jin Xiangdi, there was a faint smile on their face, and they made up their minds. Several of them blushed and lowered their heads and dared not look again, but couldn't help but look at them.

"You listen quietly." Jin Xiangdi said.

As he finished speaking, the stone mountain suddenly became quiet, so quiet that even the small insects in the cracks of the stone mountain were so clear and even a little harsh. The sunlight in the sky suddenly became so hot, as if it was baking three feet above its head. They felt that their hair was about to burn, but they didn't feel painful.

The sound of the wind is in my ears, and the sound of the wind is howling.

They could hear the trembling sound, and then they heard another sound, which seemed to fall from the distant sky and sink into their hearts.

Like snowflakes, they have a sense of coolness and purity.

"In the world, qi conceives all things, all things have spirits, and they sympathize with the world..."

When the sound of the Golden Elephant sounded, the other wind and insects disappeared, and the heat of the scorching sun and the heat flow of the wind on their faces seemed to be replaced by the sound. This is the next magic trick of the Golden Elephant passed on in the form of the mysterious sound of heaven and earth. This magic trick was imprinted in their hearts, and they will never forget it in this life, unless someone with more powerful powers than the Golden Elephant will erase the magic trick in their hearts.

At the same time, the mysterious sound of the golden elephant has also given a qualitative change in their souls, making them feel a little connected with this world, as if they suddenly re-understand this world.

When these young girls woke up, the stars were already swaying in the sky. A fire dragon came towards the stone mountain at the foot of the mountain in the distance. Many people were coming with torches, and there were constant shouts. Listen carefully to the sounds from the wind, which were called their names, and they heard that it was the shouts of their own families.

The Golden Elephant Di is no longer in front of them, but they did not respond immediately, for fear of disturbing the peace of the stone mountain, and even more for disturbing the Golden Elephant Di. In their hearts, those who know magic, especially such kind immortals, are worthy of respect.

They saluted above the dark stone mountain one by one, then went down the mountain safely. After they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they responded to the shouts of their families.

For Jin Xiangdi, these are just small episodes, and he was waiting for Qingyi to wake up.

His Yuan Ling was standing in the painting wall, watching Qingyi standing there, surrounded by evil ghosts, emitting Buddha and clear light around Qingyi. The two kinds of Dharma lights intertwined, which made the evil ghosts around him extremely annoyed. They wanted to tear Qingyi apart, but they seemed to be afraid.

His Yuanling walked over, and in this painting wall, his Yuanling was covered with clear light. While walking, he recited the mantra. These evil ghosts gradually calmed down, and the hostility in their blood-red eyes gradually calmed down.

As the Qingxin Mantra of the Golden Elephant appeared, the Qing light around Qingyi's body immediately increased.

After the Qingxin Mantra was finished, Jin Xiangdi stared at Qingyi's face. Her face was very white, smooth and a little small. But I don't know if it was because Qingyi's original form was too distinct in Jin Xiang's heart. Even if she was standing here quietly and motionless, he felt that Qingyi's pretty and quiet face was hidden with a strange temperament.

When he was a little snake, he was always caught in the palm of his hand by the woman in front of him. He was panicked, and later he gradually stopped being afraid because he knew that she was just scaring himself and having fun. Later, they experienced a disaster of life and death, but they were separated in a hurry.

Seeing each other again at this time, many years later, the blue-robed man in Jin Xiangdi's heart became clearer.

He closed his eyes, and his body turned into a golden snake emitting clear rhyme in the clear light. The golden snake became bigger and bigger, winding in this dark void, and finally connected to the sky that was painted wall, and its tail was sank into the earth.

Outside the painting wall, a golden elephant stands in front of the painting wall. On the painting wall, the picture originally surrounded by evil ghosts, there is a giant snake on the painting wall that looks at all.

The painting wall was directly printed into a wall. Jin Xiangdi stood in front of the painting wall and stared at it. He knew very well that he could not stay here for too long.

If you stay for too long, you may find traces and find yourself.

He left the cave and suddenly a gust of wind blew out from outside.

Wind is a bad wind.

Come from a canyon more than thirty miles away.

There was a gorgeous figure in the evil wind, and the figure was like a paper man, illusory but not real, a bit like the shadow of Jiang Mei seen by the golden elephant. It was like a painting, but this person who came from the evil wind was much more illusory.

A terrible wind and dark clouds enveloped the entire stone mountain. The golden elephant stepped out of the cave and looked at the painted human face in the sky.

The other party didn't say anything at all, and rushed down directly. The sky was full of bad winds. There were two green lights in the bad winds. It was the eyes that could capture the soul and capture the spirit, and there was a burst of laughter in the wind.

Since the other party refused to say a word, Jin Xiangdi had no interest in speaking. He opened his mouth and a ball of spiritual light spiraled out of his mouth. The wind was turning faster and faster, like a sharp blade. In an instant, the evil wind and dark clouds in the sky were blown away by his spiritual wind. The two green lights in the wind were fluttering in the wind.

The laughter dissipated in the wind, with only the screams of horror.
Chapter completed!