Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

All three options are problematic.

Also very attractive.

The inheritance of Fengshui masters in Weizhou City may be there, and they can also receive the inheritance of the land god.

The middle of Shu in the picture of Tianmu Banquet.

Lin Feng is going to the deep mountains in central Sichuan now.

Let's first go and see what's in the deep mountains of Sichuan.

Hong Ni went out to prepare the equipment. She is an equipment enthusiast and has her own circle.

It's easy to find the special gear you need.

It just takes some time, some cutting-edge equipment needs to be pre-purchased first, and then purchased.

In the hotel at the moment, Lin Feng was the only one.

Lin Feng searched Bai Maofeng, and as expected, Bai Maofeng and Lin Feng thought the same thing.

It is the precursor of the white disaster.

White disasters, that is, blizzards, the omens of white disasters, are also the prelude to blizzard disasters. At that time, the cold air from afar will turn into strong winds, and snow foam will fall from the sky.

In an instant, low temperature can kill cattle, sheep and herdsmen on the grassland.

It is one of the most terrifying disasters on the grassland.

White disasters will also appear in the desert, and the vast desert is covered with a layer of white snow.

It's a pity that this layer of snow will not change the nature of the forbidden area for humans in the desert.

According to Wuzang Yepang's words, when Baimaofeng appeared, the ruins appeared.

That's an extremely dangerous thing.

Falling into the white hair wind, within a moment, you will lose your direction in the pouring snow.

Unless you are a master of cultivation, otherwise, you will be frozen stiff.

Become a frozen corpse.

What on earth is there in the desert that can surprise even Wu Zang?

Worth his search?
The game has no more hints.

"The game, the Song Dynasty seems to be a point, a dividing point."

Lin Feng thought seriously.

He sat cross-legged on the spot, and with the movement of his fingers, a bronze chessboard appeared in front of him.

Take out the phone.

There is a civilian satellite image on the mobile phone. According to the civilian satellite image, Lin Feng displayed mountains, rivers, and cities on his bronze chessboard, vividly.

The other hand is pointing on it.

Every time you point your finger, a small flag will pop up on it.

This is the "Dagu Town Magic" learned by Lin Feng himself.

He is simulating.

Try hard to transform into a "big 鼍".

At this moment, someone came in from outside.

Lin Feng knew about it, but he didn't respond.

Hong Ni opened her mouth wide, and looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief. Lin Feng observed carefully and confirmed that the town magic of this big man had little effect on the simulated compass.

Lacking a sub-momentum, no matter how well he learns it, he still can't clearly see the "Qi" brought out by this sub-momentum.

No matter how it looks, it is also dead.

Simulating this spell on dead objects is useless.

He took the object back and asked, "How's the preparation going?"

Before this.

Lin Feng also took a look at the guest house, the people in the guest house were all sleeping soundly.

Did not show any abnormalities.

As for the assassin who was imprisoned, he was honest and powerless.

"They all became Professor Han."

Professor Han became an adjective, and Hong Ni didn't quite understand the meaning of these words. She explained: "The courier is on the way, and it may take some time."

She took out her phone and looked at it: "About three days."

Lin Feng nodded and said, "Okay, I just want to make a few magic tools, so it's good to delay for a few days."

"The magic weapon?"

Hong Ni was very curious. Lin Feng bought a big piece of brass. He bought and sold it very easily. As long as he could meet people, there would be no problem.

Exchange the refining method of the mother-in-law.

Nanyang Jianmu is not as expensive as a material, and it is less than ten taels of luck.

Lin Feng is in the suburbs, blocking his perception here.

No one can refuse Lin Feng, strong willpower, even without condensing into "will", can drive others and attract others.

You can see this situation in some big businessmen.

high spirits.

When he speaks, he is more trustworthy than others, he is more trustworthy than others, and he is willing to give him benefits.

"Cyber ​​Daji".

One cannot reject such a "leadership" character.

Naturally, Lin Feng couldn't be rejected, and Lin Feng's "meaning" was highly condensed.

What he said can be compared to "Fa Tie".

He put a piece of brass in front of his eyes, and borrowed some of the incense and popularity of Prince Zhuan.

The magic weapon refined in this way is of higher quality.

Lin Feng at least wanted to refine an eighth-grade magic weapon.

The flame turned into a thick, "intelligent" fire like fierce oil, mixed with the popularity, and began to refine the big urn.

In the midst of the raging fire, the brass began to change, and inscriptions were engraved on it.

Melting brass is a breeze.

With the other hand, Lin Feng also made the cover by the way.

Use one mind and two tasks, and the hands are very fast.

This time, Lin Feng did not intend to seal the big brass urn.

Not watered with copper juice.

On his other hand, there are many seals, and he did not use the Taoist or Buddhist seals.

He just condensed his "meaning" on the strokes of his pen.

Four of the six tones of land.

Without words, he wrote the "true meaning" he understood on it, which naturally had the effect of a seal.

Python skin and forging method, python skin is much more expensive than forging method.

Lin Feng glanced at Qi Luck.

There is no urgent situation of luck for the time being.

He still has more than 4 luck, which is enough no matter what. After this game, he will choose to play with more luck next time.

Wealth, law and earth couple.

Which one is missing, Lin Feng will choose which one.

While refining, he stroked the dzi bead in his hand.

Hong Ni was not wary of him, Hong Ni gave Lin Feng the dzi bead, and she was very happy.

The Kaishan general in the Zhuanwangye Temple Department came out with left and right meritorious officials as Dharma protectors.

In general, they can handle it.

If they can't handle something, it's useless to ask the rest to come out.

Watching the flame automatically temper.

He took out Gammaran's psychic potion, felt the aura of the meteorite dzi bead with all his heart in his hand, and the aura of his whole body spread out along with the perception of the dzi bead.

It seems to have entered Xiaohan.

caught in a grand scene.

Before Lin Feng entered the deep mountains in central Sichuan, he needed to know what kind of existence his master was.

Behind him, Jianmu of the Gamalan tribe appeared, and on top of these buildings were Gamalan sages who had lost their heads.

These sages hid in Ye Zi's time and observed Lin Feng secretly.

Their aura mixed with Lin Feng and spread further away.

Lin Feng seemed to have entered a zone of "ignorance, no self, no emptiness, no omission", and mastiffs with the blood of "Hua Dou" appeared, but this time, these mastiffs with the blood of "Hua Dou" did not rashly attack.

They were just running around Lin Feng.

The master also appeared, his eyes were still like black holes, and his skinny hands spread forward.

Under Lin Feng's feet, a bull blew in the darkness.

In the sound of the cow bleating.

The master took his hand back, there was no need for Lin Feng to continue to focus on it.

The big brass urn is still being refined by himself, Lin Feng has refined his "will" into it, and the inscription is being carved by himself.

The master's black eyes were withdrawn from Lin Feng's body, and he looked at the big brass urn again.

A bull's head mask entwined with a trace of incense, the guardian of the altar of witchcraft came out of the darkness.

His whole body was bathed in an extremely strange aura.

Around him, paper money was scattered everywhere.

Lin Feng's previous actions were not in vain. Obviously, as he used the altar of witchcraft in the scattered villages, the villages became orderly.

At this moment, this bull head is the "village head".

He began to grasp a little power of the treacherous village.

As a strange village, there is no difference in "time" when it is not actually conquered by Lin Feng.

Just like many deep underworlds, it has no concept of time, so in the treacherous village, people can see today, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow.

Or all three stacked together.

After making a wish, Xie Shiba even had "remnants" to look for Professor Han.

This is not a good thing.

Because it represents a kind of confusion.

A change that "may lose logic and regularity at any time".

So the reason why weirdness is called weirdness is that it cannot be understood and cannot be observed.

Even ghosts are not very able to fight against weirdness.

Because ghosts have rules.

The deeper the underworld, the more weird, incomprehensible, indescribable, and distorted body without time distinction. Some existences who have fallen here, unless they are "prosperous and blessed", with profound mana, otherwise, they will also get lost in it .

Some are deeper, incomprehensible, and may not even have a spatial difference.

In such a situation.

This kind of lack of any rules is also a prison for Weird.

They are not qualified yet, ignoring the constraints of space and time.

Occasionally some changes occur.

Some weirdness, through the emergence of human beings, reorganizes, and obtains time and space in the understanding of human beings.

Otherwise, it would be like the Great Elder of the Ji family who had succeeded.

Be a fly in amber.

Standing in front of Lin Feng, the paper money around the gods of the Tau Tau Witch Cult began to fall continuously. On the paper money, there appeared many words. These bloody mantras were densely pasted on the master's body.

The Tauren Witch Cult deities curled up their hands.

These paper money also began to tighten, making a "crackling" sound.

Guru before confronting these.

The mastiff with the blood of "Huo Dou" sensed that the master was being attacked, and felt a little ready to move. The master shook his head, and he stretched out his hand to point.

When it reappeared, a big golden retriever appeared here.

It has blood on its mouth.

It looked like it had killed its master and ran over.

The white paper on the master's body completely turned into blood, and penetrated deep into the skin texture.

This made the master quite painful. He sat on the ground and turned into a bigger mastiff with flames all over his body!
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