The beautiful and graceful look was beautiful, and the beautiful eyes were rippling. When he was burned by the compassionate and compassionate eyes, Wu Ming could not have any thoughts of rejection.

After such a battle between heaven and man, he had to grit his teeth and take it.

"Hey, Concubine Ming, we can say it's okay. You can't do anything, there is no need to force it." Wu Ming was eager to get a vaccination.

"This is natural." Mingfei whispered at Diyin again, and the strong man like an iron tower beat the mountain sound.

"How to use this sacrificial gu?" Taking a deep breath, Wu Ming asked Beigong Ying, who was smirking in his face, "Can you even swallow it?"

"No." The barbarian girl shook her head like a rattle, "It's not parasitic, but it means to hold her body in this way."

Wu Ming nodded, "In other words, we hold our souls in this pupa and then turn into butterflies, right?"

"Yes." Beigong Ying nodded like a chicken carving, "The ghost butterfly in the underworld is tangible and shadowless, and it is its secret skill. This ghost butterfly has been raised for a long time and is connected with my heart. There will be no mistakes. Please give me a hundred hearts."

"There is another problem." Wu Ming thought about it and still felt that it was inappropriate. "If we all turned into butterflies, how should we communicate with people even if we entered the mirror?"

Beigong Ying curled her lips and smiled: "As the saying goes, the moon in the water and the flowers in the mirror. No matter what method is used, as long as it is included in the treasure mirror, you will naturally be the original you."

"Mirror." As soon as you go, Wu Ming nodded, "A normal mirror can reflect human images by standing in front of you, and such treasure mirrors must be developed through other methods, and the so-called other method is to use ghost butterflies in the underworld."

Looking up again, Beigong Ying had already begun to prepare witchcraft.

The performer is called a witch and a male is called a witch (Xí), and it is reported from the Emperor Shun tribe. It has magical powers such as gods, spells, witchcrafts, etc., and can perform spells, witchcrafts; formations, contracts; soul capture, spirit communication; seals, divination; puppets, god-serving gods; and many other means.

However, with the rise of Buddhism and Taoism, cultivation was prevalent, and ancient witchcraft gradually disappeared, and the nine provinces were rarely circulated, and they were only preserved in some wild and uncultivated places.

Seeing the female captain dressed up, you will know that she was born in the Miao area in southern Xinjiang. It is very common to be proficient in witchcraft.

What the woman is practicing at this time is the art of soul-catching and spiritual communication.

But I saw a woman taking out a can of green ointment, muttering it, and applying it to Yintang's cheeks, and painting various ancient spells on the table imitating Heluo frame.

As the woman recited the words, the spell gradually shone. As there was or there was no place, the intermittent mist was born from the spell, rising, gathering in the center of the magic circle, hanging three feet in the air, rolling into a small ball of fog.

The woman waved her hand, and Wu Ming and Concubine Ming each stepped forward and let her apply ointment on her face.

But I felt a rare coolness, wandered around the Yintang, passed my facial features, and gathered into my eyes, and a faint blue color gradually rose in my eyes. Wu Ming blinked and found that he had seen some things he had not seen before!

It feels like it is not transparent, but it is all about fluorescent human figures and objects!

Especially the stupid barbarian woman, she swam all over her body. From the shape of the fluorescent light, Wu Ming identified dozens of kinds of poisonous insects such as snakes, scorpions, spiders, centipedes, and other poisonous insects! But what's so annoying is that the convex spots on her body are actually missing!

The same is true when I turned to Mingfei again. I only saw the graceful figures of fluorescent lights, but I could not tell the true shape.

Unlike Wu Ming, who gritted his teeth and scratched his head, Li Zhitian smiled happily and said, "Can this be the psychic eye?"

Nodding, the barbarian woman exhaled the turbid air, gently dissipated her skills, and began to write and draw on the butterfly chrysanthemum of the Underworld.

When Wu Ming looked at it again, the fog had grown to the size of his fist!

Just as she was surprised, the barbarian girl had placed the drawn chrysanthemum directly under the fog ball, and stabbed the water-drop-shaped chrysanthemum toward the edge of the fog ball bit by bit.

The moment the tip of the pupa came into contact with the fog, the fluorescent light suddenly swayed. But the layers of surging mist were like white lotus blooming, opening in sequence!

At the tip of the pupa, a wisp of white mist was being sucked in by the constantly swelling pupa body. The mist slipped away, the white lotus retracted, and disappeared in a moment, and they all entered the pupa shell!

The chrysalis that swollen as a ball erupted suddenly!

The fluorescent light shook, and a fog butterfly emerged from the cocoon, hovering back and forth, extremely agile!

"It was actually a fog." Everyone was really eye-opening.

"Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies. If it weren't for a psychic object, how could he fall into a dream?" The barbarian woman was proud.

Wu Ming was curious and reached out to pinch his hand. Unexpectedly, with a puff, the ghost butterfly exploded into a mass of fog. When Wu Ming retracted his fingers awkwardly, the fog gathered again and turned into a butterfly.

"So amazing." Wu Ming Chong raised the barbarian woman who rolled her eyes at him and gave a thumbs up with a smile.

Mingfei smiled and said, "Female donor, how can Zhuang Zhou dream of a butterfly?"

Beigong Ying hurriedly changed to a smiling face, "Mingfei only needs to fall into her dream and it will be natural."

"Since that's the case, you should cast the spell." After saying that, Concubine Ming turned to Wu Ming again and comforted her softly: "Little Spirit Tong, this is a rare opportunity. Not all practitioners have the opportunity to use this method to "get out of the dust". Although there were difficulties during this period, they gained a lot."

Wu Ming had a sudden inspiration, "Did you mean jumping out of the dust mirror and forgetting your state of mind?"

Concubine Ming nodded, "That's right. Dual cultivation is also a kind of outstributive. Although it can help practice, it is of no benefit to merit."

Wu Ming could see through it at once, "Can you still gain merits when you are so extraordinary?"

Mingfei smiled and agreed, "All treasures are spiritual, you think they are just objects, but in fact they have already had spirituality. They are mostly arrogant and noble. If you give them kindness, they will definitely be rewarded."

"You will repay your kindness..." Wu Ming stomped his feet suddenly, "This business is done!"

Ming Fei was not surprised, but Bei Gong Ying, who was performing the tricks on the side, widened her eyes. How could a good merit turn into a business in his mouth? No wonder everyone in the Fantianmen is thick-skinned, ruthless, and demands money. Even if you want to say that even if you don’t have a lot of me...

Beigong Ying's thoughts changed drastically, but it did not prevent her from completing the art.

Wu Ming, who was beautiful and beautiful, had to enter into meditation, but Wu Ming, who didn't know what "butt" was, was angry and tilted his head to fall asleep. Di Ting, who was guarding the side, was completely sleepy, and was staring at the gong and protecting the two of them. The old shopkeeper who was in a deserted business also closed early, regaining the demeanor of the Brahma master, his eyes were like torch, and he stood beside the door...

The ghost butterfly suddenly trembled all over, and the mist spreads from the abdominal cavity, and time and space seemed to be stirred by it, causing ripples.

Wu Ming just thought it was just a sleep.

When he was awakened by a sharp mouth, he stretched his waist with sleepy eyes but almost turned over, he suddenly woke up. He looked down and hung on an old pine branch. He looked around and looked even more lush and green, not like he was before going to bed!

He drove away the birds that were pecking, turned over and sat down, subconsciously raised his head, and suddenly opened his mouth!
Chapter completed!