"Impossible..."

Baoshu was probably affected by ghost crying. He held his head and cried with great grief and anger, "I learned a lot from my brother. This spell is one of the most difficult ones. I have a foundation, and he also mentioned it. It took him half a month to learn it before he could touch the edge. You don't know anything, how could you learn it immediately... Ahhhh! It's hateful, why is God so unfair, why is I a body with all kinds of leakage... I don't accept it!"

"Hey, you'll give up on yourself and see the occasion!"

I endured the grief imposed by ghost crying, gritted my teeth, and wiped away the blood and tears from my face.

Although the next moment it surged out again and blurred its vision, it was enough to let me see clearly what I was doing:

As my dehydration becomes more and more serious, my skin is even more wrinkled, which makes me feel like a disaster is coming!

I grabbed Baoshu and shouted, "You just need to discipline me. Do you care whether I can learn it or not! Anyway, it's a death if I don't learn now! Don't you think you're going to be aware of it?"

"Yes, yes, it's a death if you don't fight. Fight with it!"

Perhaps awakened by my words, Baoshu finally raised his head, stared at his pair of rabbit-like red eyes, and shouted viciously, "I not only want to teach you magic, but also use it with you. What's wrong with the body of leaks? Even if it doesn't work, at least I can give you a demonstration!"

Unfortunately, he looked fierce while crying. He really had no deterrence, but instead seemed a little funny.

But I was almost embarrassed and had no right to laugh at him, and I didn't have the time, because after making up my mind, Baoshu tore off the broken clothes on his body, dipped them in blood, and quickly outlined strange runes on his naked chest.

"According to my paintings, this thing is not industrial drawings, the requirements are not that strict, and it is almost as good as the charm is!" Baoshu said while crying.

"Okay." After hearing his words, I felt worried about the poor painting.

But when I was selecting the "ink" for drawing talismans, there was another small episode. At first, I wanted to use the blood from the wound of the treasure tree, but I was slapped away by him: "Use your own!"

"ah?"

"This spell is used on you, of course you have to use your own blood... Fuck! I don't have time to explain the principle, so I will do it if I don't want to die!"

"I understand."

I took my hand awkwardly, raised my hand and looked around, feeling that the blood and tears that just cried seemed pretty good.

But before he could do it, Baoshu rejected it again: "This is not OK!"

"Why?"

"These seem to be blood, but in fact they are all curses of ghosts. They contain their resentment. Do you think you are not dying fast enough?"

"hateful!"

This is not OK, that is not OK, I can’t do anything, I put my heart on, put my right index finger into my mouth, and bit it hard!

"ah!"

A piercing pain broke out, making me scream. Under the stimulation of the pain, even the groggy cry in my mind was not so harsh.

"Damn it!"

I took out my fingers and saw that although I could still instinctively close my mouth, I still had a big hole in my fingertips.

The bright red blood flowed out, which was indeed different from the blood and tears that looked a bit illusory.

But no matter what, the raw materials for drawing talismans are finally available.

I also drew strokes and strokes on myself, just like the figure that was almost completed on Baoshu's chest.

"The spell I want to teach you is called Yang Dianzhi. It is an emergency technique that ignites one's own essence and blood, and creates yang energy to burn ghosts..." When I was drawing talismans, Baoshu kept teaching magic knowledge in my ears.

"Don't you say that time is tight and you don't have time to explain the principles?"

"Am I telling you the principle? I want to tell you the side effects of this spell!"

Baoshu was still crying, but the mottled blood and tears on his face could not hide his serious expression. "Don't look at how I said just a few words now, but when it comes to igniting the essence and blood, you will feel that the blood in your body is boiling like boiling water. You have not conducted basic training in advance. None of the pain can be overcome in ten people, and even if it is done, you will be weak and seriously ill afterwards. Are you sure you still have to bet on this?"

I just woke up a little a little bit because of the severe pain of biting my fingers, but as ghosts cried, the inexplicable feeling of grief was quickly making a comeback. And I had a premonition that once it completely controls my emotions and wants to break free, it is not that simple.

So I could only resist the urge to cry loudly, squeeze out a slutty laugh, and asked, "Nonsense, I still have to choose now?"

"You're right. It's time to kill the death. Let's chant the curse with me!" Baoshu took a deep breath, but the blood and tears at the corners of his eyes were even more intense.

Baoshu's mantra was as difficult as ever, and he was rude and rude, and was not much simpler than the spiritual mantra taught me in the hospital. He recited one sentence, and I learned one sentence, and finally recited it thoroughly.

boom!

The moment I finished chanting the spell, I was shocked suddenly, and a terrifying heat suddenly felt, as if it suddenly burst out from the depths of my soul!

"Ahhhh! Baoshu, I'll go to your sister's boiling water! You mischievous me!"

When this torture-like heat wave suddenly fell on my mind, I couldn't bear it at the first time and started to curse incoherently!

I finally understood why Baoshu said that there were no one out of ten people who could survive this spell...

Because, he used the boiling blood to describe this burning heat, which is not an exaggeration at all. On the contrary, he said it lightly! He said it lightly! He made me mentally prepared less!

My real feeling at this moment was completely like being poured into my blood vessels by red magma!

The heat from the inside out not only makes you feel that your body fluids are about to be steamed dry, your flesh and blood are about to be roasted, but even your heart is tortured in the indescribable heat!

I seriously suspect that as long as I can't control myself, even my consciousness will be burned by this heat wave. In that case, even if my body survives the prelude of this spell, I will become a fool who only knows "Aba Aba"!

"No! No! No! I will never admit defeat! I want to live!"

I held my head, let out a trapped beast-like roar, and fought desperately with the heat current that was rushing in my body.

I don’t know how long this time has been, but in my feeling, it’s like a century has passed!

Finally, my efforts achieved results, and this hot stream gradually surrendered to my will.

In a trance, it seemed as if a cold wind was blowing. I was shocked and realized that the heat flow in my body that had just tortured me to death had disappeared at some point.

Instead, a fuzzy twisted band like hot air above the flame appeared on my body, and it kept jumping with my movements.

"Is this Yang Qi?"

I looked at the twisted airflow on my body curiously and felt its existence.

However, it is worthy of being one of the most difficult spells of the Treasure Tree Association, and it seems to have a miraculous effect in restraining the Yin Qi.

It is like a barrier protecting me.

The ghost crying, which was originally extremely demonic, became very little after passing through this barrier that should be formed by the so-called yang energy, and it sounded like the ordinary "双双" cry. The remaining little influence can be suppressed by my own will.

The skin, which was originally dry like old bacon, returned to normal at some point, just like the previous dehydration and wrinkles, all happened in hallucinations.

It was not until this time that I finally stopped crying and could calmly look at the changes around me.

I looked at Baoshu first. He and I cast spells together, and at this time they survived the initial stage.

But when I saw his status, I realized what it means that he said that he might not have any effect when he used this spell.

The yang energy that was stimulated by him was actually only a thin layer, and it also showed a sense of illusion that sometimes didn't exist. It was completely different from the thick yang energy layer that wrapped the whole body like me.
Chapter completed!