After visiting Kayako's house, Ye Xuan came back with a sigh. Sigh,
The development of things began to go out of control. Kayako had really become a female ghost again, which meant that the struggle with humans had begun to become a struggle with ghosts. But now his ability was suppressed. Fortunately, the talisman he made before could still be used, and it seemed to be able to restrain the ghosts of this world. Otherwise, he might not even have the ability to protect himself.
However, it was not safe to rely on talisman alone. Ye Xuan sat quietly by the window and meditated, trying to re-cultivate his magic power.
The curtain rustled in the wind, and nothing could be heard except the sound of the wind.
Ye Xuan sat cross-legged, his clothes fluttering. He adjusted his breathing slightly, calmed his heart, and then concentrated his spirit, sinking his Qi into his Dantian. Suddenly, the wind from his fingers intertwined, and he silently chanted the incantation, gradually entering the cultivation space. Ye Xuan could still sense his realm and did not drop. Then, he changed the wind from his fingers and silently chanted the incantation in his heart, trying to raise his True Essence.
Energy began to surge from his Dantian. Ye Xuan was a little happy, but then he was suppressed by a more powerful and unfamiliar force, almost unable to move.
Ye Xuan frowned and tried a few more times, but it was still difficult to move. At this time, Ye Xuan's forehead was already faintly dripping with sweat, and his breathing was slightly unstable. But Ye Xuan quickly calmed down and adjusted his breathing again. Holding on to the last glimmer of hope, he used all the strength in his body and suddenly exerted force, intending to break through the barrier that blocked his power. After a few attacks, Ye Xuan was almost sweating profusely, and the barrier finally loosened a little. Ye Xuan was overjoyed, but after trying to use it, the energy was probably not enough to use his magic power. It was enough to make talismans!
This world's suppression of his True Essence and superpower was too strong, and the ability he could use was very little. When Ye Xuan was in trouble, he did not even have the ability to protect himself, let alone deal with ghosts with strong magic power in the future.
At present, only talismans could be used to restrain ghosts. To make the best use of everything, it was better to draw a few more talismans for safety.
Ye Xuan methodically laid out the talisman drawing tools on the table: yellow paper, ink, and cinnabar. Then, he spread the yellow paper flat and ground the ink.
Holding his breath and calming his mind, he opened his eyes abruptly. Dipping his brush in ink and cinnabar, he aimed it at the yellow paper and lifted the brush to circulate his energy. The brush and ink scattered in one go. Finally, after finishing, Ye Xuan let out a long breath. and sensed the surrounding aura gathering towards the yellow paper. The last of the talisman flashed with a golden light, and the corner of his mouth of satisfaction. Then, the talisman drawing. with. Then, Ye Xuan took another breath. Ye, and drew. Ye. of. of of, and, of the Xuan of a., he. and. and, and, and, of the same. with. of, and, and, and, and, and, of of. of., of the of. and., and, of., and.
Ye Xuan relaxed a little when he had finished drawing. He looked up at the clock. It had taken him almost an hour. It seemed that the success rate of drawing talismans was also affected when his ability was suppressed.
Ye Xuan felt a little tired after failing to cultivate, and drawing talismans had consumed some of his energy. He carefully put the talisman drawing tools back in its original place and began to meditate to regulate his breathing.
The cool wind outside the window blew on Ye Xuan's calm face. Ye Xuan quickly got rid of the distracting thoughts, calmed his mind, and entered his own state of mind. The eyes outside were already closed, but the eyes inside were slowly opened. Looking around, the vast mind was filled with rolling clouds and smoke, as if there was a storm. It should be caused by the previous exhaustion.
Ye Xuan hurriedly breathed in and out, and silently recited the formula to calm himself. After several times, the clouds began to thin, and a clear sky appeared. Ye Xuan suddenly felt that the world was open, and his mind was clear.
After calming his mind, Ye Xuan's body relaxed, and he no longer deliberately concentrated. His brain couldn't suppress a wave of sleepiness, and he gradually fell asleep in the posture of meditation.
Unknowingly, Ye Xuan entered a dark world, surrounded by a chaotic yellowish-black fog. There seemed to be sand mixed in it, and it hit his face faintly and made him feel pain.
In an unfamiliar environment, there were unknown risks hidden. A little carelessness could cost one his life. Caution was the basic quality to save one's life. Ye Xuan's sharp eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, and he slowly moved his feet, carefully looking for a way out.
In the sky full of yellow fog, Ye Xuan saw a vague figure walking slowly in the distance. Ye Xuan didn't feel happy because of this, and it was still unknown whether it was a friend or a foe.
Ye Xuan slightly narrowed his eyes, and stopped moving forward. He cautiously sized up the figure that was slowly approaching him. It was obviously not far away, but because of the fog, he still couldn't see the person's appearance clearly. He could only see that the figure was very tall, and his footsteps were steady, but he couldn't hear the sound of his footsteps. It was like a ghost. At this time, the figure made a low and charming voice, echoing throughout the space, "Come … come quickly …"
The voice tempted Ye Xuan to walk towards him. When Ye Xuan heard this hoarse and faintly dignified voice, his mind swayed for a moment, as if he was bewitched, and he couldn't help but move a few steps forward.
At this moment, Ye Xuan quickly returned to his mind, and he faintly felt that he was tempting me to go over. This must be a trap, and it seemed that he didn't come with good intentions.
Ye Xuan furrowed his brows and quickly retreated. Unexpectedly, the figure seemed to be aware of his intentions, and immediately exerted force, and a thick black fog rose around the figure. Not good, he was going to attack.
Suddenly, the sand and stones on the ground rolled, making a rumbling sound. The rock began to crack, and with a "boom", a thick arm drilled out and grabbed Ye Xuan's trousers. Ye Xuan lifted his foot and stomped fiercely. His arm shrank slightly due to the pain, and he let go of his trousers. In the next moment, he waved his arms fearlessly, trying to grab Ye Xuan. Immediately afterward, countless arms burst out of the ground one after another, all baring their fangs and clawing at Ye Xuan as if they had eyes.
Ye Xuan jumped a few steps and dodged a hand. His right hand flickered, and a big knife suddenly appeared in his hand.
Like a dream? Not a dream?!!!
Looking at the big knife that appeared in his hand, Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows, but he didn't rush to think about it. With a wave of his right hand, the knife slashed hard on the arm.
Clang!!!
He didn't expect the skin of the arm to be as hard as gold and iron. The big knife was useless on the arm. It only left some blood marks, but it was still as lively as before. It was as if the knife was just scratching an itch.
A cold light flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes. The little bit of true essence that could be used in his body moved and condensed into the tip of the knife. He aimed at the wrist, and with a "whoosh", the tendons of the hand were cut off. The hand struggled for a while, and then it softly fell down.
The corners of Ye Xuan's mouth curled up. To beat a snake, one had to hit it where it hurt.
In the same way, Ye Xuan cut off the wrists of a few more arms.
However, these arms were not afraid at all. More arms swarmed up like scourges and ferocious beasts, as if they wanted to eat Ye Xuan.
In the face of these densely packed arms, even though Ye Xuan had killed many people, he still felt a little disgusted. However, he knew that he couldn't stop. He waved the big knife in his hand, and for a moment, blood sprayed like a water column. The scene was very bloody. Those arms struggled a few times before they were like snakes that had their bones pulled out, and they could no longer be arrogant.
After all the beheadings were finished, Ye Xuan let out a slight sigh of relief. His physical strength was excellent, and it was not to the extent that he couldn't withstand these few hours of fighting! However, he slowly looked around. There were broken arms everywhere, and blood flowed like a river. It was a mess.
The more Ye Xuan looked, the more frightened he became, and he suddenly woke up …
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