The leaves of the two giant trees rustled, as if they were shivering from the all-pervasive cold wind. At this moment, only the full moon above was unaffected, like an eye staring at the earth, laughing at these things in the world of mortals.

The insignificance of man.

After pushing Si Ling into the divine realm, Fang Muzhi immediately cut open his palm, poured cinnabar into his palm and let them fall to the ground along with the blood, and drew a restriction between the two giant trees.

Whether it is a talisman or a magic circle, the most basic drawing method is cinnabar yellow paper. Although many Feng Shui masters can already draw talismans in the air with their bare hands, without physical objects, it is often not applicable for the magic effect to take effect immediately. The first choice is yellow paper.

Because it is easy to carry, and moreover, it is more flammable and easier to connect with yin and yang. It is better to use the mountains and rivers as the basis, but it is cumbersome and the area is large. The power of other items or talismans written out of thin air will be greatly reduced.

Then there is the cinnabar used for writing. It is strong and bright like blood. It is not easy to wipe off after drying. It is the first choice of most Feng Shui masters. A more effective magic circle is to use blood instead of cinnabar, but blood is not as bright as cinnabar.

, and it is easy to open, making it very laborious to write.

There are also Feng Shui masters who have thought about mixing blood and cinnabar in order to increase the stability of the talismans, but very few people have succeeded. The blood used to make talismans and formations must have just flowed out of the body to have the best effect. Wait until the blood and cinnabar are in the container.

If it is compatible, it loses its original intention of enhancing the effects of talismans and formations.

"Then just hold the cinnabar in the palm of your hand." The first time Fang Muzhi did this, he was chased and beaten by Fan Yan all afternoon. In the end, Director Fang came forward to plead for him, and the matter was settled.

In the past, when he was a child, he did not know that cinnabar was highly poisonous, but since the prophet had predicted that he would die at the age of twenty-six, what did it matter if he was poisoned now?

I still remember that night, he secretly sprinkled cinnabar on the wound and drew a few talismans...

It's been a long time since I've done this.

He paused and looked up at the giant tree. The branches were swaying, and the dark green leaves were turned over by the wind, like curious little heads poking out from the crown. Fang Muzhi smiled silently and tightened his grip.

Then he lowered his head and finished drawing the entire prohibition in one breath with full concentration.

Finally, he finished the entire restriction before the troublemakers arrived. After sealing an entrance, the divine realm was completely isolated from the world. He also told Sling how to pass through the divine realm. Now as long as this uninvited guest is dealt with, everything on the island

That brings it to an end.

The moment he felt the violent fluctuations in the air behind him, he raised his hand and attacked. It didn't look like he had just used his body to block the opponent's full blow.

"Are you not injured?" Fake Zhang Qi couldn't dodge and couldn't help but exclaimed. He originally thought that Fang Muzhi was seriously injured and would definitely enter the divine realm first, but he didn't expect that he stayed behind and let Si Ling go in.

No, Fang Muzhi just came from the direction of the God's Realm. It means that he has already entered the God's Realm once. Did he turn back again and discovered something was wrong in the God's Realm?

Fang Muzhi just smiled and did not intend to answer. He easily jumped over and attacked the opponent's life gate again. Fang Muzhi learned the authentic Taoist Zhou Tian Kung Fu from Fanyan, but when fighting, he didn't look like a Feng Shui practitioner at all.

Sir, although every move is neat and tidy, it still conveys a desperate attitude.

Fang Muzhi was completely different from when he had just blocked a blow for Si Ling. At this time, he was attacking hard and straight at the goal, with no intention of defending at all.

Under such a dense offensive, Zhang Qi seemed to have no backhand power and could only keep dodging. He tried to escape and ran between two giant trees, but he passed directly through them. When he was surprised, he discovered

He broke the prohibition painted with blood under his feet.

Was it because he was afraid that she would be in danger? "You are pretending to be the same. Do you want to trick Siling into feeling guilty about you?" Zhang Qi pretended to roll around on the ground twice in embarrassment, and his entire sleeve was burned clean.

But he still had a cynical tone. He had already retreated out of the opponent's attack range, but he still had to risk another blow. He leaned into Fang Muzhi's ear and said pitifully: "It's a pity, she

Much better than your acting skills."

Fang Muzhi locked the fake Zhang Qi's neck with his backhand and pushed him to the ground.

"Cough cough cough..." Fake Zhang Qi was strangled and coughed for a long time, but he couldn't help the smile on his face and continued: "You like that girl, right? If you like her so much, why can't you see her?

Has someone changed inside the shell?" Sure enough, before he finished speaking, the force on his neck was relieved by three points. As soon as Zhang Qi raised his hand, he was severely suppressed again.

He smiled wantonly, and when he turned his head, he had already turned into Fang Muzhi, but there was a chill in his eyebrows that was so cold that he could feel his bones. He lightly opened his thin lips and said, "What's the point of guarding a body whose soul has died?"

What? Just keep her shell? Then it’s better to let me live in your place. Anyway, one of you is already fake, so it’s better to let you pretend to be a couple. You also know that you don’t have much time.

But you're alive. Staying in this world for another year and a half will only make you see more of the evil in people's hearts. It's better to banish the immortal and return to his throne earlier, and still retain a trace of compassion for this mortal world, and not become a cold-blooded iron man again.

God. I owe you a favor. In the future——"

Fang Muzhi, who had always been disdainful to answer him, finally spoke. He interrupted the fake Zhang Qi's words, and the strength of his hand almost broke the fake Zhang Qi's neck: "What do you mean there has been a new person in the shell?"

Fake Zhang Qi patted his locked elbows, with a face exactly like Fang Muzhi's, and his smile grew wider. He raised his hand and shook the red twin ring on his wrist: "Did you see it? You should remember,

She also has an identical one on her wrist."

Shaking off Fang Muzhi's restraint, he lazily leaned against the giant tree, as if he wasn't the one who was nearly wiped out in ashes just now. It wasn't until Fang Muzhi's face turned gloomy that he said leisurely: "Twin rings, this thing, at your age now

It’s normal if you haven’t heard of it.”

"No, I know. Legend has it that they were made from Chi You's blood. There are only three pairs passed down. They are called twins. They actually absorb the luck from one and use it to make up for the evil of the other." Fang Muzhi looked away,

The Forbidden Office glanced at it and slowly added four words: "Until death."

"Hahahahahaha..." Fake Zhang Qi was amused by his last four words, "Until death? Hahahaha... Which book dares to write that? Hahahaha... That's right, that's right!" He burst into tears laughing.
Chapter completed!