The Second Immortal Road

Looking at the lifelike jade sculptures of children in front of him, the word "Yuan Ying" popped out of Han Ming's mind. These three jade sculptures are too similar to the Yuan Ying described in the classics! If it wasn't for the three jade carvings that didn't have a trace of vitality, he would have thought that these three jade carvings were the monks' primordial infants.

Han Ming got closer and looked at the three jade sculptures carefully. He remembered the three paintings that Qiao Yushan had seen on the attic of the island in the Jiaoku Lake. One monk, one scholar, and the three young children. They were dressed exactly the same, and after a closer look, they found that the faces of these three young children were 50% similar to that of the monk!

　　 "Is it related to the third son of Tai Lun Yuan Ying?" Han Ming muttered to himself.

After looking around and making sure that there was no danger, Han Ming waved his hand and wanted to put the three small jade carvings in the storage bag, but the light flashed, and the three jade carvings still quietly landed on the table. Did not move!

"Huh!" Seeing the three jade sculptures staying on the spot, Han Ming was surprised and couldn't help but leaned closer, with a faint smile of joy on his face. Generally, things that can't be put in storage bags are a lot of things. Things of origin!

　　 waved his hand again, letting out a burst of spiritual light, and wanted to absorb the three jade sculptures into his hands, but the aura of light brushed over the three jade sculptures, but it didn't work at all. The three jade sculptures still stayed quietly on the stone table.

Han Ming's face was more heterogeneous, he couldn't help but leaned closer and observed it in detail, and then tested it more. He immediately found that when the magic spirit touched the jade sculpture, it was instantly converted into a mana and absorbed by it. Go in.

　　 "Weird!" Han Ming murmured, and after a little thought, he was holding the formation token in one hand, and leaning toward the jade carving with the other hand. Since the mana is useless, he can use it with his hands.

　　 He picked up the jade carving of the Taoist robe in the middle, and there was a little weirdness in Han Ming's heart. It was so simple to take it up. The jade carving looked thick and heavy, but it was light and light in his hand, and seemed weightless.

　　 put the jade carving in front of him, looked up and down, left and right, but found nothing special, this jade carving seemed to have become an ordinary jade carving.

Han Ming probed his spiritual power towards the jade sculpture, but frowned slightly. This jade sculpture was actually isolated from the spiritual power. His spiritual power only detected half an inch away from the jade sculpture, and was blocked by an invisible force. Can't move any further!

Picking up the other two jade sculptures and putting them together for exploration, they found that the attributes of the three jade sculptures were exactly the same. Apart from being able to absorb mana by themselves and isolate the mental power, there was a faintly oppressive atmosphere, and there was no special touch anymore. Place!

　　 "It's really weird! Is it a magic weapon? Then try it!" Han Ming knocked on the jade carving, muttering to himself somewhat depressed.

Han Ming sat on the ground, placed three jade sculptures in front of him, cut his index finger, pulled out a trace of blood, and cast a spell to condense the blood into a golden talisman, slowly flying towards the jade sculpture, a pair The posture of intending to sacrifice on the spot.

In fact, Han Ming himself is not willing to sacrifice these three jade sculptures now, but the jade sculptures cannot be put in the storage bag, and each size is not small, a full foot, if he does not sacrifice, he does not know where to go. Where to put it, it's not easy to carry it on your back. Anyone will pay attention to such a big package, and it will also affect his physical strength!

But the result of the sacrifice made Han Ming a surprise. As soon as the golden talisman seal square touched the boy in the Taoist robe, he was suddenly absorbed into the jade sculpture. After that, the crystal-clear boy jade sculpture instantly turned blue. , And floated on its own without being controlled.

　　 Two other statues of boys also floated immediately. The boy wearing the robes exudes a burst of golden Buddha light, and the boy wearing the Confucian shirt shows a burst of silver light.

Looking at the three statues slowly turning in a circle, Han Ming’s face was full of surprises. He just dripped a drop of blood, and he hasn’t been sacrificed yet. Why did these three statues change in this way? It's like having spirituality at once, are these three jade carvings the treasures of the legendary spirits!

Han Ming entangled his spiritual power towards the three statues, trying to draw the three statues over, but as soon as his spiritual power touched the Dao-robed boy in the middle, the Dao-robed boy seemed to come to life in an instant, and he twisted slightly. Moving his hard head, a pair of emotionless eyes stared at Han Ming.

　　 At the same time, the other two boys also turned their heads slightly and looked at Han Ming.

A horrible feeling rushed to Han Ming's heart instantly. He felt as if he was being stared at by some wild ancient behemoth, his hair exploded, and he was about to pull his legs and flee subconsciously, but he was horrified to find that the surrounding air seemed to be It's all frozen, he can't move at all.

The three jade sculptures looked at each other and disappeared. The next moment they appeared next to Han Ming, holding hands in a circle, and then a strange wave rippled away. The three statues seemed to be waxed by heat. Slowly it melted into a large cloud of spiritual mist that shone with three lights of green, gold and silver, covering Han Ming's entire body, and constantly seeping into Han Ming's body.

　　 Han Ming frantically mobilized mana to prevent these green, gold and silver three-color spiritual fog from penetrating into his body, but he was horrified to find that it was useless. This three-color spiritual fog seemed invisible and innocent. He couldn't touch it with mana, so how could he stop it! Although mental power is also invisible and innocent, it can't be stopped either. These three-color spiritual mists seem to be innately restraining spiritual power. When Han Ming's spiritual power touches these spiritual mists, it is instantly swallowed and digested.

　　 That spiritual mist penetrated into Han Ming's body, and then ran along the meridians up and down his whole body, like Wan flowing into the sea, rushing towards his head, and the mental power he encountered along the way was instantly swallowed by him.

Seeing the three-color mist that specializes in dissolving mental power hits his mind, and then recalled that the three jade sculptures turned around like spiritually, Han Ming instantly had a bad idea. Could it be that those three What kind of remnant soul exists in the jade carving that wants to seize him?

　　 These three-color mists are too weird, but with a few breaths, Han Ming has more than 30% of his mental power swallowed.

　　 Realizing that he might be being seized, Han Ming didn't dare to hesitate anymore, he immediately made a decision, withdrew all his mental power, guarded his mind, and guarded the soul. If his soul was destroyed, he would be dead.

At the same time, Han Ming continued to draw Chun'er's spirits, and wanted to summon Chun'er to help him resist the three-color fog, but Han Ming's heart was chilled, and there was no response in the sac. .

Unable to get in touch with Chun'er, Han Ming had to gather all the remaining mental powers together, vainly trying to resist a wisp of three-colored spiritual fog that had reached his mind, but the result was a burst of despair for him, just this wisp of three. The color mist dissolves all the mental power that was blocked along the way, and the forward speed did not slow down.

Ignoring the spiritual power along the way, the wisp of three-color spiritual mist rushed directly to Han Ming's side, twisted slightly, and turned into a big mouth~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It swallowed Han Ming's trembling soul in one mouth. Down.

　　 Han Ming instantly lost consciousness.

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On the inner light curtain of the dojo, the girl in the black dress closed her eyes slightly and did not move. If it weren't for her holding a middle-grade spiritual stone in each hand, a faint aura flashed on her arms, saying that she had gone to sleep. It's not that no one believes it.

"Crack." Cracks suddenly appeared inside the two middle-grade spirit stones, and then there was a slight flash of light, which turned into powder with a bang, falling from the fingertips of the black skirt girl, and at the same time the black skirt girl was slightly closed. His eyes opened abruptly, and his clear eyes were quite agile.

The girl in the black dress looked at the tentacles that had shrunk by nearly half, and then she let out a cold snort. Two strong demonic qi bursts out of her body instantly, turning into two dark magic hands, grabbing a certain light curtain tentacles with one hand. One end, violently pulled to both sides, and it broke the tentacle without much effort.

After tearing off a tentacle, there was no unexpected color on the face of the girl in the black dress, but a slight pinch in her hand. The dark magic hand twisted again, grabbed the other tentacle, and yanked it again, unexpectedly again. Root tentacles ripped off.

　　In a quarter of an hour, the girl in the black dress screamed, and the surrounding demonic energy suddenly retracted into her body, but after two breaths, she burst out suddenly, instantly smashing the remaining three tentacles.

　　 With a leap, the girl in the black dress got out of the light curtain, raised her eyes and glanced at the palace group, her two small hands squeezed vigorously, and a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes.

　　 "Han!" The girl in the black dress gritted her teeth and released her top flying magic weapon and flew towards the central stone hall.