Talisman Paper

Chapter 78 Talisman Paper

The next moment, everything around him became empty.

He was still in the cave on the mountain wall, and could still see the rough stones, the narrow space, and the darkness outside, but at the same time, he also saw the entire Ranshan Sect.

This is not the feeling of "the stone has become transparent" - the stone wall is still real, but Li Wuxiang can see everything in the entire Ranshan Sect through the thick mountain wall, which seems to have nothing to do with it. "Vision" is a magical power that transcends the five senses.

From an objective point of view, the Ranshan Sect that has been put away is still roughly the same as what you see outside - Taiyi Hall, terraced houses, and a square. It's just that these things are all gathered together at this moment, upside down, left and right, inside and outside, stacked up into an extremely weird building in the dark.

When looking at them, Li Wuxiang couldn't tell where they were - they seemed far away from him, but also very close to him, as if they were completely stuffed in this cave, or they occupied an entire huge cave. of mountains.

He lowered his head to look, and the shredded paper in his hand disappeared. Then he realized that the remaining brick seemed to be a "stepping stone" and he was already in the shredded paper.

Here, the previously definite concepts of distance, near, high and low, inside and outside have all lost their meaning.

The Ranshan sect... is so weird.

He has never come into contact with the other thirty-six sects. He only knows that there are two sects near Deyang, one is called Louguang sect and the other is called Tianxin sect.

But Ranshan...the weak sect leader, the declining sect, and the weird Guangchanzi made him feel that the Ranshan sect seemed to be guarding some secret, but even Zhao Puppet didn't know it until now. .

Li Wuxiang didn't dare to act rashly, because the stacked buildings on Youran Mountain looked too weird. So he just tried to slowly take a step forward, backward, and to the left and right sides - he could move! He felt as if he had stepped into the stone wall, as if the thing was an phantom, but he could actually feel the weight and touch of the entity, as if he no longer belonged to this real world.

At this time, Xu Xianren was asking people to put fire poison into the grotto.

This feeling was also extremely strange. Li Wuxiang could smell the poisonous gas and feel the high temperature of the flames, but the two seemed to have nothing to do with him at all, and there was an impeccable barrier between them.

So he came up with a bold idea - Xu Xianren seemed to be more than ten steps away from him. Can he be touched from here?

He tried several times and found that the direction seemed to be messed up in this illusion. There is no problem near him, but if you go beyond three steps, the direction and distance will become irregular.

The group of people outside were still fussing with the cave, so Li Wuxiang didn't worry. He asked himself to calm down and speculated on a possibility - he had previously guessed that the buildings in Ranshan were like the body, and the "Ranshan Sect" was like the soul. He put the Ranshan Sect away, so the buildings were like Like a soulless corpse, it quickly decayed.

So Ranshan Fantasy Land should be similar to the outside. The reason why it is like this is probably because he put it away - like a piece of paper that was originally flat, he crumpled it into a ball, so the inside All hell breaks loose.

He thought he could try to imagine Ranshan Fantasy as a two-dimensional space. Now some aspects of this space are touching each other, so the sense of distance becomes a mess... What if we can find the pattern in this?

There are references - buildings stacked on top of each other.

He spent nearly half an hour carefully observing those chaotic buildings, and tried to mentally restore their original appearance and the distance to him. Then he tried to take a step—it seemed like he was spinning in circles, going forward and back. But after several attempts, he seemed to have gone deeper into the mountain when he took the first step, but when he took the next step, he immediately came two steps behind Xu Xianren.

Li Wuxiang tried to get closer to him, but he was almost at his limit here. The sense of direction and reference objects he remembered were very blurry. As soon as he took a step, he suddenly saw his own body not far away. On the back of his hand, he was startled and immediately stepped back, but the skin on the back of his hand had been scraped off from the golden knot. And because he took a step back quickly and took a longer step, he felt a chill on his back. A large piece of the clothes on the back was also scraped off!

Li Wuxiang stopped immediately, realizing that this illusion that had been crumpled and distorted by him was more dangerous than he imagined - the chaotic space brought not only shortcuts, but also... something? Fault? Like a tear in crumpled paper?

He didn't dare to explore anymore at this time, and tried to walk back cautiously. At this time, I realized that I had made another mistake.

The direction in the illusion is chaotic, which means that the perspective is not static. The building that I was referring to when I came here is completely different from the one I was referring to when I came back. He could only try in small steps. When he finally returned within three steps of the starting point, almost his whole body was shining with golden light - a small part of his skin was peeled off by the gaps in the illusion.

He didn't dare to act rashly anymore, and sat down where he was, letting his skin slowly recover first, and then he started thinking about the talisman.

Zhao Puppet probably doesn't have any clever skills. The reason why he can make powerful talismans must be all due to this illusion. But what to do?

Li Wuxiang carefully observed the stacked buildings again. Only then did he realize that there seemed to be something wrong in Taiyi Hall.

From his point of view, the Taiyi Hall was integrated with the buildings on both sides, and the hall was filled with criss-crossing walls. But in such a chaotic situation, the enshrined statue still stood firmly in the main hall, not overlapping with anything.

The place where he was standing before was one step away from here. The position was different, and the scene he saw was also very different. So it was only then that he discovered that there was a plaque on the head of the statue - when he looked outside into the Taiyi Hall before. , this plaque does not exist.

He tried to take a few more steps in other directions. The statues and other plaques were suddenly far and near in his field of vision, as if a person was looking at something very far away through a telescope, with just a slight shake of his hand. , immediately far away from the target.

He tried repeatedly and finally found a suitable distance and angle, so the entire statue seemed to be right in front of him, and even the texture of the wooden plaque could be clearly seen.

Everything inside was almost the same as outside, but now that he saw these two things clearly, he realized that they were the only ones that were completely different from the ones outside - this statue was not the statue of Taiyi with long eyebrows and eyes, but a handsome and elegant figure. Young image. Wearing white clothes and sitting upright, his face is lifelike and his craftsmanship is extremely exquisite. As for his people, when he was outside, Li Wuxiang thought that the seven human figures under him were the other seven gods of the Eight-Part Mysterious Sect, but now, he found that they did not look like humans.

The seven objects at the bottom are all facial features, eyes, nose, mouth, ears, densely stacked in one place, and the workmanship is extremely exquisite, which can be said to be perfect. And these seven things do not seem to be suppressed by the statue, but they all eagerly stretch out their arms with countless tiny fingers, seemingly supporting and supporting the statue above.

Li Wuxiang's eyes moved to the wooden plaque above the statue - yes, there were four words on it, "Ancestor of Wisdom".

It should be the "ancestral wishing heart" that Zhao Qi said when he wanted to summon the Stove Lord, "Ancestor wishing heart, three thousand worlds, Lord Siming, return to this world".

Why does this thing look so evil?

Is this what the Ranshan Sect really worships?

Only then did he realize that there seemed to be something else behind the raised arms of the seven humanoid things on the base.

Li Wuxiang tried to adjust his angle. Two quarters of an hour later, he finally saw those things clearly.

It's bamboo paper. When he first saw it, Li Wuxiang thought it was scattered in a few stacks, but after further observation, he found that there was actually a pattern - the stack on the left was the smallest, with only about a dozen pictures, and the stack on the side had slightly more. , dozens of sheets, and there are more next to them, about two to three hundred sheets, and the rightmost stack is not scattered, but a whole stack. The sizes and colors of the papers are also different, so they are not the same. batch of paper.

He also looked at the mulberry linen paper tied up on the outside of the knife paper. There was a seal on it, a row of small characters - "Deyang Lubaozhai Made on April 19, 3123."

Was this bamboo paper bought in Deyang City?

Li Wuxiang let out a breath and suddenly laughed. He really thought highly of Zhao Puppet. He thought that Zhao Puppet still had some means to refine such powerful things in the illusion. If I guess correctly...

He took a deep breath, quickly stretched out his hand, and suddenly reached for the thinnest pile on the left side.

His palms, wrists, and the front and back ends of his forearms suddenly appeared in different directions, as if they had been neatly severed in an instant. But three of his fingers had already touched the stack of paper, and they immediately retracted suddenly——

The entire right arm was exposed with a golden knot, and the soul in it seemed to be injured. His whole body ached. He immediately sat down again to adjust his breathing. It took a long time to slowly grow a thin and soft skin. When the pain finally became bearable, I looked at the dozens of pieces of paper that had fallen on the ground——

It is the same bamboo paper that Zhao Qi used before, but underneath, there is also a strip of mulberry paper that was originally used to tie the paper. It also has the same seal on it, but the small characters signed are "Deyang Luyunzhai 2801." July 30th of the year."

These are from three hundred and twenty-two years ago.

So refining bamboo paper doesn’t require any refining at all? Just put ordinary paper in here and wait for time? These stacks of paper should have been put in by the successive sect leaders of Ranshan, and the last knife should have been put in by Zhao Puppet.

There are only a dozen left, but... Zhao Qi had at least a hundred more before.

It should have been left to him by Zhao Puppet before he left. Li Wuxiang felt that it should be used to guard the longevity lamp. If it was because of something else, he wouldn't know what to say.

He looked outside and saw Xu Xianren sneered and shouted - "This thing is anxious just because he found his hiding place! Want to lure me away from the mountain? Ha, no matter what magical powers you have , you can’t escape from my grasp today! Go!”

This man's temper is somewhat similar to Zhao Qi's, more like Zhao Qi and Zhao Puppet combined.

Jianghu people like Lao Guo cannot develop such a temper. It seems that they are either the children of those reclusive families mentioned by Lao Guo, or they belong to some sect... It will be the two nearby Thirty-Six Sects Lou Guang Sect and A disciple of one of the Tianxin sect? Seeing that Zhao Qi is gone, come to catch the autumn wind?

Li Wuxiang continued to sit cross-legged, took out the pen and cinnabar from the package, moistened it with water from the water bag on his waist, and then unfolded the bamboo paper, intending to start making a set of organs for himself.

But as soon as he started writing, he immediately felt strong resistance - he could feel this resistance when he was painting trapped characters against Zhao Puppet in the Chen family yard, and when he was drawing hearts for himself in the Xue family. But here at this time, the resistance became extremely strong. As soon as the pen tip touched the paper, he immediately felt pressure coming from all directions. Before he could gather his strength to resist, his hand shook violently, and the entire pen was pressed against the paper. It was exposed.

He took a breath of heartache and fully understood how Zhao Puppet had felt before.

So he sat quietly, watching the group of people outside busy, while telling himself to slowly grow new skin.

After the group of people had treated the trick in the cave as a joke, and when they were tired from playing and the smoke in the cave was too choking, so they took a short rest, he tried to hit it with the remaining bricks again. Knocking the ground beneath him, he appeared in the grotto.

The remaining smoke and poison made him extremely uncomfortable, but he immediately shrank behind a stone in the deepest part of the cave, pulled out his knife, cut open his chest first, and then placed the knife on the stone.

When you put pen to paper at this time, you are completely in control. What the exercises in the True Immortal Ti Dao chapter require are the five internal organs—the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, gallbladder, stomach, bladder, and large intestines. Thanks to his work experience in his previous life, he knew exactly what these organs looked like.

He first drew the liver, spleen, and lungs, and was about to draw the pen before drawing the kidneys when he heard a man outside laughing and said: "Are you tired now? Xu Xianren will get angry after you rest for a long time! Wait for me to pee. Pour the fire poison in this hole, and let the monster get drunk, and then we can continue working!"

As the man spoke, he walked to the entrance of the cave and was about to take off his belt.

At this time, another person not far away cursed in a low voice: "There is a demon with a chicken. I think Immortal Xu has misunderstood and doesn't want to be embarrassed. He insists on doing hard work here!"

The man at the entrance of the cave took off his belt and turned around with a smile: "What else are you dissatisfied with? I have half of the thirty-six sects' exercises, so what's the point of doing some hard work? I think it's quite interesting, ha--"

He turned his face and saw an open chest deep in the cave. He was stunned again, and the pale tentacles were wrapped around the handle of the knife and flew over with a buzzing sound, and the head fell to the ground.

Li Wuxiang took the knife back and continued to draw his talisman. After a moment of silence outside, he finished drawing the lungs, gallbladder, and stomach. After Xu Xianren promised five more Huangya Pills, he pushed his chest up again. After a while, only a shallow scar remained.

At this time, he still had many scars on his body, all of which were caused in the illusion. Because most of the incense and wish power left by Zhao Puppet has been used up, he doesn't want to use the rest to make himself more beautiful. He can wait for it to be nourished slowly in the future.

Next, he had to solve the matter at hand, especially Xu Xianren.

This person knows that Ranshan's illusion is in his hands, and the best way is to tell him to shut up forever. But his news must have come from other sources. This matter will always spread quickly, and trouble will still come.

Therefore, he had to find another guarantee for himself just like the external evil promised a safety guarantee - this matter had to start with killing people.

Two chapters combined into one