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Seeing this, Chen Yang hurriedly flipped his palm, and a delicate jade bottle appeared in his hand, and as soon as the mana urged the bottom of the bottle, a ball of blood-red liquid flew out slowly, dripping and turning, suspended in the air. (Please search, the novel is better and faster!)

Chen Yang's face was solemn and he rushed at the blood ball, a thin blood line flew out, his fingers kept delineating in the air, and the blood line drew an unpredictable trajectory, and suddenly converged inward, condensing into a mysterious blood-colored rune, which fell on the animal skin, and the blood was released, and the bulge was suppressed instantly, but in the blink of an eye, the vibration was more violent.

Chen Yang's complexion changed slightly, his fingers moved faster, and one by one the mysterious and difficult blood-colored runes were drawn out by him in the air, and under the traction of the invisible silk thread, they disappeared into the animal skin.

The blood on the animal skin also became more and more abundant, and with a silent dragon roar, the blood suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, and then suddenly retracted, disappeared without a trace, and the animal skin was also restored to peace.

Chen Yang secretly exhaled a long breath, wiped his sideburns, stretched out his hand, and the animal skin obediently fell into his palm.

This is not over, Chen Yang immediately stretched out his hand, took out a talisman pen, and took out several bottles and cans, the talisman pen probed into one of the bottles and dipped it, and drew more than ten runes in a row on the animal skin, before changing to a kind of spiritual liquid and continuing to sketch.

In the blink of an eye, layer after layer of runes appeared densely on the animal skin, flashing with various colors of brilliance, looking extremely extraordinary.

With the last stroke, the animal skin flew up without wind, and the long whale sucked up the water, sweeping away the aura in the secret room, pulling the nearby aura slowly to come, pouring into the secret room, and being absorbed by the animal skin.

At this time, Chen Yang had no intention of thinking about whether this aura fluctuation would alarm others, and he closed his eyes and breathed again.

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Soon Chen Yang recuperated and opened his eyes. After a little groaning, he took out an incense burner from the storage bag, took out a half-burned residual incense, and inserted it into the incense burner.

Immediately, two fingers rubbed, and a flame suddenly appeared, and a flick of the fingers. The flames flew out and hit the head of the residual incense, and after bursting into a cloud of sparks, the residual incense was ignited, emitting a faint smell of sandalwood.

This "requiem incense" is obtained by Chen Yang from the space in the painting, which has the miraculous effect of calming the nerves and calming the mind, and may be able to come in handy when used here. For the sake of the natal yin talisman, Chen Yang has already spared no expense.

He sat cross-legged. Began to follow the secret techniques recorded in the Yin Runic Sutra, trying to split the divine consciousness.

A low incantation sound came out immediately, Chen Yang only felt that his head was buzzing, as if he had been smashed by a sledgehammer, and immediately a burst of unbearable pain came out, with his tenacity, he couldn't help but snort.

As the secret technique was cast, the pain became more and more intense. It was as if someone was holding a large saw, and it was sawing back and forth towards his head.

Chen Yang endured the torture of headaches. While using means to compress his memories, emotions, and experiences about him as much as possible, so as not to be taken away by the split of his consciousness.

And at this time. Chen Yang's face faintly revealed a strange green light, and as the sound of the incantation became more and more urgent, the strange green light gradually flourished, and seemed to be able to suck people's souls, making it almost impossible for people to look directly.

Suffering from severe headaches. Chen Yang's consciousness gradually became a little blurred.

His heart sank, and he inhaled hard, and a faint sandalwood breath was immediately inhaled into his nose, and his spirit couldn't help but be lifted, although the pain was still severe, but it didn't seem to be so unbearable.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Yang quickly recited a few spells, and shouted loudly, and the green light flourished, and then disappeared without a trace, and a large ball of green light flew out of his mouth.

Chen Yang endured the discomfort in his brain, and secretly urged, the green ball of light flashed slightly, flew into the animal skin and disappeared.

The natal yin talisman has been refined!

After playing with this talisman in his hand, Chen Yang couldn't bear the drowsiness in his brain, opened his mouth and inhaled it, sucked the talisman into the dantian, and then put away the incense burner, futon and several arranged magic circles on the ground one by one, and walked out of the secret room.

Back in the guest room, Chen Yang fell straight to the bed, and soon there was a slight snoring sound, this sleep, until he fell asleep, it took two days and two nights to wake up.

After waking up, Chen Yang sat on the edge of the bed in a daze for a while, only to remember the events of his previous life, and couldn't help but be afraid in his heart.

This time he was a little bit bigger!

Relying on the strength of his divine consciousness comparable to that of the Yuan Infant Cultivator, in order to refine the natal yin talisman perfectly, he split out too many divine senses, almost one-third of the size, and almost led to the failure of the secret art. Fortunately, he had lit the requiem incense by the ghost messenger before, and the spell was successful.

However, this adventure was not in vain after all, due to a variety of rare materials, Chen Yang did not hesitate to invest in it, the quality of this natal yin talisman is so high, I believe that even in the Yin Fu Sect is extremely rare, of course, this refers to the first sacrifice of the natal yin talisman.

Chen Yang looked inward for a moment, and looked at the natal yin talisman in the dantian happily, this talisman was quietly suspended above the golden pill, and the golden pill slowly rotated, and from time to time spewed out a stream of spiritual air, shooting into the talisman.

After admiring it with a smile on his face for a while, Chen Yang hurriedly checked his divine sense.

Soon, he let out a light breath and patted his chest.

This spell casting, although a lot of divine consciousness was split, which greatly reduced his divine consciousness at this time, and it could no longer be compared with the Yuan Infant Stage Monk, but it was still above the ordinary Jindan late stage monk, and it was enough to use it for the trip to the forbidden land.

As for the large amount of divine consciousness consumed by refining the natal yin talisman, Chen Yang thought to himself that he had cultivated the secret technique of forging the divine technique, and the degree of divine consciousness recovery was naturally far from that of ordinary people.

Moreover, according to the information provided by the purple-robed man, there is still Yin Soul Grass growing in that forbidden place, and this rare spirit grass is the most important material in the Divine Cultivation Pill Formula.

For this kind of magical elixir that can increase the divine consciousness of monks, Chen Yangke's eyes have been hot for a long time, and he has suffered from the extremely harsh growth environment of the Yin Soul Grass, which only grows in the land of the Highest Yin, so he has not collected it.

If you can take this opportunity to collect some Yin Soul Grass in the forbidden land and refine the Divine Cultivation Pill, then it will not be a problem for the Divine Consciousness to recover.

In this trip to the forbidden land, it is really uncertain who will be the biggest winner.

Chen Yang's eyes flashed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then, he silently calculated the time in his heart, and the day was not far away, he simply stopped cultivating, and went all out to refine the natal yin talisman, striving to increase the power of this talisman a little before the trip to the forbidden land.

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In the blink of an eye, another seven or eight days passed, and as early as two days ago, the purple-robed man sent someone to inform Chen Yang of the date of his release.

So, early in the morning, Chen Yang packed up and stopped, immediately left the guest room, and flew towards the outside of Fang City.

After a while, Chen Yang rushed to the entrance of Fang City, the purple-robed man was already standing there with a smile, and next to him, more than ten Terran monks and demon clans were faintly divided into two piles, each standing there with a cold face.

Seeing this, Chen Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he walked to the Terran monk silently.

Sweeping his gaze left and right, there was a slightly strange thing, the number of Terran monks was actually a few more than that of the Demon Race.

But after thinking about it, Chen Yang suddenly realized.

The fighting method of the demon clan is different from that of the human monks, and they do not rely much on magic weapons, and they are not good at alchemy and refining magic weapons, so their enthusiasm for the trade fair has always been inferior to that of the human monks, and the threshold of this trade fair has been artificially raised, so it is not surprising that the number of people is slightly smaller.

After waiting for a while, no one came.

"It seems that the remaining two fellow Daoists will not come. Okay, it's almost time, let's get out. The purple-robed man said aloud to everyone, and then with a wave of his hand, a delicate mini flying boat flew out.

The mini flying boat swelled in the wind, turning into more than 20 zhang in the blink of an eye, and a faint blue light was emitted throughout the body.

"Although Luofeng Mountain is not far from the forbidden land, it can also save some leg strength for all Taoist friends with this boat. As soon as the purple-robed man explained, he took the lead in boarding the flying boat.

Everyone looked at each other, and they also followed the purple-robed man and landed on the flying boat.

Then, as soon as the flying boat broke through the air, it shot away into the distance.

What a fast degree!

Chen Yang looked at the floating clouds outside the flying boat shield, and looked thoughtful.

But soon, he lost interest in the monotonous scenery outside the flying boat, and sat silently with his eyes closed.

Along the way, except for the purple-robed man who needed to control the flying boat, the rest of Chen Yang and his people were scattered all over the flying boat, cultivating the cultivation, pranayama of pranayama, and some people silently looked out of the boat, and had no intention of talking to each other at all.

Even if the speed of the boat was no less than that of the Jindan monk, it took two days to approach the destination of this trip.

A black dot first appeared at the junction of sea and sky, and as the flying boat approached, the black dot gradually grew larger, and a huge island appeared.

And above the island, a huge light shield, emitting dazzling spiritual light, turned the entire island upside down. The light mask was gray and filled the sky over the entire island.

Chen Yang's eyes burst into light, and he used enough eyesight to look through the prohibition outside the island and look towards the island.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze with a little disappointment.

Flying close to the giant island, the flying boat turned in the direction of the flying boat, and flew hundreds of miles around the light mask outside the island before stopping on an island and reef three or four miles in size.

At this time, there were already five other flying boats on the island and reef that were exactly the same as those that Chen Yang was riding, and it seemed that this kind of flying boat was still the standard flying boat of Blue Horn Island, and it was indeed a big force that even the two clans of the shemale clan would not provoke lightly.

Chen Yang thought in his heart, and habitually looked around, dozens of demon and human monks of different forms stood in front of the flying boats they were riding.

"Yo, isn't this Lord Shi's business, your Hailan Pavilion is the closest to here, but it turned out to be the latest. Isn't it a little disrespectful to the envoy!" A thin old man in front of the flying boat on the far left smiled and said with bad intentions. (To be continued......)

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