snake coffin

Chapter 994 Blood of Root
I vaguely guessed that the strengthening of my divine sense might have something to do with that piece of colorful scales.

Originally, when exploring memories, one had to do it bit by bit, but now He Shou seemed to see it in an instant.

In other words, all my memories were injected into He Shou's mind in an instant.

If I use modern technology to describe it, whether I used to inject my spiritual thoughts into things or search other people's memories, the speed of the Internet was low, but now the overall speed is extremely fast.

But at this moment, my mind sensed that He Shou’s mind was full of thoughts: Impossible!Impossible. I know Ah Wen best. How could I not know that he was taken away from his body?impossible……

But I aroused my spiritual thoughts, and quickly replayed the two scenes in which Ah Wen asked me to draw in my spiritual thoughts, and played them back in He Shou's mind again.

The sense of denial in He Shou's mind slowly dissipated.

Then he grabbed the underwear tightly, stared at me, and said in his mind: What should I do then?
I pointed to Mingxu on the side, and then without saying anything, I was ready to use my spiritual thoughts to pour in and tell him what I was going to do.

After all, there is no guarantee that Ah Entropy can hear what is being said here.

Mingxu quickly closed his eyes, still afraid that it wouldn't work, so he stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.

He quickly threw something out, and as soon as it hit the ground, it was a huge turtle shell.

He whispered to us: "This is the black turtle shell I made. As long as you go in, you will be like a real black turtle for a moment or three. Taoist Master He Shou should know the function of the black turtle shell. It can definitely isolate the sound and Perception of the outside world.”

He Shou snorted coldly and got in directly.

At this moment, he didn't even bother to look at the recorded turtle shell, which showed how much he attached importance to this matter.

After Mingxu and I walked in, He Shou pointed at Mingxu: "What are you going to do? With him? He is the one you brought to confront Ah Entropy and ask about the Emperor Taiyi, right? You will bring him here because you want to What can I borrow him for?"

"I can tell you, He Yue! I don't care if you use your black hair to suck the vitality of others. Even if you have the ability, whether you really eat Hua Xu, the master of Hu Yise, or Houtu, the master of Mu Qi, I I don’t care! But Ah Wen, no!” He Shou looked at me with unprecedented severity.

He said coldly: "No matter what, let Ah Wen's body, consciousness, and soul be complete! Ah Entropy lost half of his blood, and he can still take away Ah Wen. If you can't do it, don't act rashly. Think slowly."

"But if we can't control the soul of Ah Entropy in Ah Wen's body, and it harms you, Mo Xiu, or your dolls, don't blame us." He Shou stared at me with deep eyes.

He said softly: "You should pay back the kindness we asked Tianzong to help you for more than a year. No matter what, you must save Ah Wen! I won't let you hurt Ah Wen, even...even... "

When he said this, he seemed to grit his teeth, his eyes were fierce, and he stared at me closely.

He was even more protective of Ah Wen.

The body, soul, and memory are not allowed to be harmed.

What I didn’t finish later, I’m afraid I just wanted to say, if Ah Entropy used Ah Wen’s body as a disaster, if I wanted to get rid of it, he would stop me, so let’s save Ah Wen.

But it is true, these three things, no matter which one is missing, is a person still a complete person?

Those three things are indispensable!
I glanced at Mingxu next to me: "I heard that my ancestors' ether magic can record the gods of heaven and earth? You can record the turtle shell, what else can you record?"

When I was born in Chaozhou, I drew Bi Fang, just like the real thing.

Although the time is short, the more powerful the opponent, the more powerful the enemy, all in an instant.

As long as I can hold Ah Entropy for a while, I will be a little more sure.

Mingxu heard another big story now, and the confusion on his face became even more obvious.

Hearing my question about recording gods, he pointed to the black turtle shell next to me with an embarrassed look on his face: "I was able to record this with the help of a drop of blood from Taoist Master He Shou just now, and with the consent of Taoist Master He Shou."

"The gods recorded by the ancestor Ming Chongyan are not Taoist gods, but some dragons, phoenixes, etc., and those low-level gods and beasts. It is even more impossible to be..." Mingxu had a perplexed look on his face It's heavier.

Stretching out his hand, he pointed upwards carefully: "A god like Queen Houtu who has the merit of creating the world."

He Shou snorted coldly and glared at me. His eyes told me that Mingxu was unreliable.

Just now, I used my divine sense to infuse him with the memory of several encounters with An Entropy, so he knows the horror of An Entropy.

There are only a few of us, plus Hu Yise who doesn’t know who to help.

There is also Mu Qi who will come at any time if Mo Xiu doesn't hold him back.

There is no chance of winning at all.

Seeing us all looking at him, Mingxu coughed guiltily: "He family leader also saw Chaosheng recording Bi Fang, and wanted to borrow Bi Fang's tail feathers. Everything cannot be fabricated out of thin air."

"The ancestors were able to record the gods of heaven and earth because there was a volume of "Bai Ze Tu", which was not a painting, but was made with the scales, feathers and horns of various exotic animals, so when recording, they were taken from the above. It's fine." Mingxu looked at me seriously.

Then carefully take off the things you just folded on your body.

Those broken things were either small turtles, xunmu, or even a nine-tailed fox.

Only then did I realize that there are quite a lot of things hanging on Mingxu's body, most of them are animals, and there are also some weapons.

Seeing that the creases on Xunmu and Little Turtle have not been compacted yet, it is obvious that they were folded just now.

Perhaps it was borrowed from He Shou's blood essence just now, and then borrowed the Xunmu planted by Ah Wen by the stone bed.

Seeing that I was still sizing up, Ming Xu said in a low voice: "After the ancestor was assassinated, the volume of "Bai Ze Tu" was nowhere to be found, and the "Bai Ze Tu" that was circulated among the people gradually disappeared, so my family just... At once……"

Mingxu touched those small origami pendants hanging on his body, feeling like he couldn't put it down.

The origami things hanging on his body were probably collected bit by bit over the years.

He Shou glanced at him, let out a cold voice, and knocked the black turtle shell outside hard in anger.

He said to me: "If I had known, it would be better to bring in Xiao Chenqing's Bi Fang, strip off the Bi Fang's hair, and record hundreds of Bi Fang. If there are too many ants, they will bite people. Even if Ah Entropy is really It’s troublesome to face hundreds of Bi Fang here.”

"Otherwise, how did Mu Qi's master die in the first place? It wasn't a battle of the gods, and they attacked him together. I can't guarantee that you and Ah Entropy even made a knife to kill him." He Shou because of Ah The reason for asking is still on the side of Houtu.

But whether Mu Qi's master is Hou Tu or not is another matter, it is just a nickname proposed by Hu Yise.

"I know where the volume "Baize Tu" is." I looked at Mingxu and said softly: "If you help me solve the problem here this time, I can give you the volume "Baize Tu"."

This technique of recording gods is probably not that easy.

The "Baize Picture" made of scales and feather horns is probably the one hidden in the study room when Gu Yu met.

"If there is one now, I still have some ideas, but..." Mingxu's face showed joy.

Then he said helplessly: "Not now, I don't know what those strange beasts look like, and second, there are no scales, feathers and horns, so I can't record them at all. I am afraid that even Suzerain Bian Awen will find it difficult to control, let alone Not to mention Ah Entropy."

Anyone who can practice spells is very smart. Mingxu already knew what we were going to do from the conversation between He Shou and me.

"I can tell you what it looks like with my divine sense." I stared at Ming Xu, and slowly raised my finger: "What if I use the root blood that created these strange beasts? Is it okay?"

(End of this chapter)