Chapter 10 The Beginning of Chaos

The internal Qi can draw about three pieces of talisman paper.

But it may not be possible to draw three pieces, after all, the success rate is a bit low.

After a while, Xu Xuan picked up the brush, dipped a little cinnabar, and wrote on the yellow paper.

The talisman must be completed in one go.

And concentrate, infuse the Qi into the tip of the pen.

Puff!

Just thinking about it, the yellow paper burned.

The drawing failed.

After several experiments, one of the three was successful.

The Qi was exhausted, Xu Xuan took out the spirit crystal, held it in his palm, and absorbed the energy.

Fortunately, it is a talisman method, which can store spells, otherwise it would be too wasteful.

"We have to ask Li Qingshi and others to offer more spirit stones. I don't know what's going on over there."

Xu Xuan looked over through the mirror. These people were still preparing for battle and practicing the secret art of driving corpses.

"Forget it, it's estimated that there are still three to five months."

There are three ways to increase the success rate of talismans.

The first is to improve proficiency, which requires persistent practice.

The second way is to improve the realm.

The third way is to start with materials.

For example, use the finest cinnabar mixed with fox blood, use fox tail pens, and paper made of high-quality materials.

Xu Xuan decided to start with materials.

Accumulate more talismans, and when the number increases, release them all directly, the effect will be amazing.

"By the way, there are also secret methods and magic weapons from various sects."

Whether they are used or not, true or false.

They can all be exchanged with Li Qingshi.

The skills are not something that can only be seen by one person.

"That's about it."

Wu Xiong went back.

"Brother, I am willing to give up the position of pacification envoy."

Wu's house.

Wu Ying was confused by this sentence.

Is his brother crazy?

"Are you sure?" Wu Ying thought there was some conspiracy.

"Of course I am sure! I will tell my father tomorrow." Wu Xiong said sincerely.

At this point, Wu Ying had to be serious.

Barbarians fight for interests very straightforwardly, and they are always careless and do not hide their thoughts.

Once the head of the family is told to give up, the head of the family will really agree.

"As long as you give up, I will agree to anything you want."

"I want the control of the underground forces in Chenzhou City and the position of Chenxi County Magistrate."

Wu Xiong has no idea about fame and fortune.

Now he just wants to practice Qi and blood martial arts. It is said that he has extraordinary strength, which is still a prerequisite for practice.

What is the position of the head of the family?

If you practice immortal arts, you can even become a duke, who would look down on the position of a mere chieftain.

"No problem." Wu Ying agreed immediately, thinking that this brother's pattern is really outrageous.

Underground forces?

If he wants military power, he really can't agree. What is a mere underground force? Can it defeat the elite soldiers of the Wu family?

After that, Wu Xiong officially integrated his forces and summoned refugees to become thugs for the underground forces.

At the same time, he inherited the position of Chenxi County Magistrate, and suddenly had 300 more elite soldiers.

Xu Yong controls the financial power and collects materials for cultivation in the market.

Wu Xiong asked various forces to go and inquire about the secret method of cultivation.

The tentacles have been extended, and the results are eager to come out.

Half a month later.

In the yard.

Xu Xuan basked in the sun and flipped through the materials in his hand.

At present, he has mastered the detoxification talisman and hemostasis, and the rest will be practiced slowly.

As for the corpse-driving and corpse-fixing talismans, as well as the mysterious corpse-driving bell, there is no clue yet.

Perhaps his own ability is not high.

The books in his hand are history and immortals.

Xu Xuan roughly sorted out the thread.

Before the Qin Dynasty, there were a few official records of magic.

Later, almost all alchemists were charlatans.

"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth probably disappeared completely during the Qin Dynasty, and the art of alchemy was completely extinct. Before the spiritual energy disappeared, the status of this world did not seem to be that high."

There has never been a huge number of true immortals. Most of them are still invisible, passing through walls, spitting fire and smoke.

The status is not too high.

"Then these are fake at first glance."

Xu Xuan glanced at the "secret arts" on the table, such as the North Pole Great Law, which can summon millions of Tianpeng soldiers, and the Ninety-Nine Days Ascension Secret, which summons the thunder and lightning magic of Lei Gong.

Xu Xuan discovered one thing, the more famous the Taoist temple is, the more such fabricated spells there are.

And gradually began to stop practicing the law and turned to metaphysics.

Opening his mouth is the avenue, and the universe is always.

And the skills and spells will be improved from generation to generation with inheritance, becoming less and less reliable.

On the contrary, there are many real inheritances in the barbarian areas without culture, or in the countryside.

Because they have no culture, or even illiterate, they can only memorize according to the inheritance.

For example, these two prescriptions.

Jinsha Peiyuan Dan, Daqinglong San.

"A bunch of heavy metals, forget it, let Li Qingshi and others try it out."

The lead and mercury content of the elixir is frighteningly high. Ancient Taoists died of poisoning because of it, but they regarded it as a punishment from heaven and never thought that there was something wrong with the elixir itself.

Xu Xuan guessed that it was probably because the predecessors did not have true qi and could not dissolve the poison of the elixir.

The mirror world.

The backyard of the Li family.

The fog was gusting and the wind was howling.

There were ten coffins in the mansion. The coffins were open and had no lids. There was a skylight on the roof, and the moonlight shone on the corpses.

The corpses had their eyes closed and a piece of yellow paper on their foreheads.

This is the corpse-fixing talisman.

It can fix the corpse and prevent all the essence from leaking and decaying.

After many days of refining, the surface of the corpse was gray-brown, with long nails and fangs, which looked particularly creepy.

A mirror was enshrined in the spirit tablet in front of the coffin.

"Finally, the walking corpse was refined. The walking corpse is as strong as an ox and invulnerable to swords and guns. It is not afraid of certain water and fire, but it is more difficult to control."

Li Qingquan said.

These zombies are not afraid of death, and have no vital parts; exchanging injuries for injuries, or even death for injuries, is a win.

"Practice more, and when we have 20, we will start the army tonight."

Li Qingshi asked the idlers to leave.

Then he took out a small box, which contained another lower spirit stone.

"Offer it to the mirror fairy, we need more secret methods." Li Qingquan said.

The situation is getting more and more critical.

More powerful secret techniques are necessary.

"... Respectfully invite the fairy, I hope you will enjoy it!"

The spirit stone disappeared, and another line of text appeared in the mirror.

"Da Qinglong San... Strengthens the foundation and nourishes the qi, nourishes the qi and blood, and can replenish the qi and restore the essence."

In general, this method can speed up the cultivation of true qi, the recovery speed, and replenish the body's essence.

"Good stuff, another family recipe."

They have a special way to drive corpses, and a good family recipe to ensure talent training.

At least they can control a county.

...

Wupo Village.

At this time, the two groups of people met up. One side was led by Xu Wang, with 30 family guards, all of whom practiced the Iron Armor Skill.

The other side was led by Wu Xiong, with 300 county soldiers.

"It's time to attack the mountain."

"Wupo Mountain is easy to defend but difficult to attack. I'm afraid we'll return empty-handed..."

"It's okay. Today is different from the past."

"Kill!"

A bloody night.

The people who practiced the Qi and Blood Method were more agile, and since it was a night attack and they were armed with bows and crossbows, all the fierce mountain bandits in the past were captured.

There were more than 150 captives in total.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a prominent hooked nose.

"Kill me. I won't surrender to you bunch of dog officials." The leader Ghost Partridge roared.

"Haha, lock him up first." Wu Xiong told everyone, "Don't leak the news that Wupo Village was broken."

"Yes!"

The next day, Xu Wang returned to the village to report, and Xu Xuan took the time to go down the mountain.

Three days later, Ghost Quail surrendered.

So far, Xu Xuan's forces have formed a tripartite situation of Chenzhou underground, Chenxi, and Wuposhan.

Outsiders don't know all this.

Even the closest Lihu Xu Yong knows only a little about it, and the people in Lizhuang don't even know that Xu Xuan can cast spells.

These people are different from Wu Xiong and Ghost Quail. He can coerce and bribe, even pretend to poison and control, and kill people when necessary. It's hard to say for the people in Lizhuang.

It's not too late to show your cards when the time is right.

Time passes slowly.

Changes occur in the outside world.

Refugees appear in the west, attacking several provinces in a few months and wandering around.

Warlords in various places have their own troops and gradually break away from the court.

The chieftains in Chenzhou also have different intentions.

Xu family.