Thirty-six oyster arrays, also known as the ghost bureau of the oyster town, belong to the Taoist orthodox battleground.

The green ants are copper coins.

Before using the ants, it is necessary to find the star position of the star for 36 days, and then place the copper money one by one according to the appearance of the earth's atmosphere.

When the last coin is put into the formation, this big battle is even complete.

“The town of the green ants, the number of the sky, the spirit of the sky...” I looked at the situation with great interest and explained to the seven treasures: “This bureau can borrow the power of thirty-six days to suppress the wrong, if the other party is a soul, then you can directly put it into the ground, suppress it in the three feet of yellow soil, if the other party is solid, then it can be suppressed on the surface of the earth.”

“Can you stay in place?”Seven treasures are a bit of a worry.

“It should be possible.”I frowned: "Even if you can't, you can drag a little time, this situation can still count the number at home..."

At this time, the fat uncle had run back breathlessly, and it seemed that putting these copper coins would make him tired enough.

I have to say that this situation is still very useful, the past tentacles on the body of the heavy body are still twisting, but now the brushing of the stop movement, as if at rest, in a very strange state.

And not only is heavy still, but also the white hair that just twitched, so is the same, as I imagined, this situation is indiscriminately hitting the target.

As long as the living in the battle is not wronged, and the enemy is not a friend, it must be stopped.

“That’s thirty-six ants, isn’t it?”I was excited to ask.

“What?The boy has good eyes!”The fat uncle's eyes were bright, and there was a feeling of selling craftsmanship to finally meet the goodsman, and the smile was very bright: "This is what my master passed on to me, the ability to see the family, and to clean up the heavy choir..."

“Oh, hey!”

Without waiting for the fat uncle to finish his words, he only heard a sharp voice, and the copper money placed on the most side suddenly jumped up and flew directly into the bushes...

Seeing this scene, I was blinded by the seven treasures, and the fat uncle was embarrassed and did not say the words behind him.

At this time, the squatting on the ground was busy with Yi Daxiu, and asked the fat uncle without lifting his head.

“Unable?”

"I can drag, but I don't know how long it will be."The fat uncle grinned, laughing a little bitterly.

He had just said this sentence for a while, and two stings, with two copper coins flying up and not knowing where to fall.

“It may last less than five minutes.”The fat uncle laughed.

“It’s enough.”Yi Daxi smiled, "Two or three minutes more, and I'll get it done on my side."

“Grandpa Yi, otherwise I’d go with Lao Shen to help with the copper money?”Seven treasures tentatively asked, “As long as the copper money does not fly away, this situation will not break?”

Hearing this, Yi Daxie did not say anything, and the fat uncle laughed.

“I can’t stand it.”The fat uncle said: "After all, the living person is a physical child, and if you want to hold on to these copper coins, it is basically equivalent to looking for death."

The seven treasures were about to ask, and another snoring, a copper coin flew up again.

But this time, the route of its flight was toward our side, smashing through two trunks, and then disappeared into the bushes without a trace.

To tell the truth, at that time, we could not see the flight trajectory of copper coins at all, and we could only judge by the sound and the holes in the trunk.

Personally, I feel that the copper money that has been bounced back by the air should be no less powerful than the bullet.

“I fucked.”Seven treasures can not help but scold, can also be regarded as exclamation, do not turn their eyes to the hole in the trunk, the forehead is full of cold sweat: "If you press with your hands ... can't open a hole for me?" 」

Hearing this, the fat uncle just smiled, but the smile on his face was not so natural, and there was still a feeling of worry between the eyebrows.

Thirty-six ants is a relatively hard-hitting formation, it is not like most of the formation there is only one eye, want to break the oysters, then you must all 36 copper coins in the array of 36 pieces of copper to fly...

Not to mention that the power of this situation is not large, the length of the duration is definitely not comparable to the general legal array.

Meet the troublesome opponent, use this game to delay time... that is a good choice!

Thinking of this, I looked at the copper money on the ground, and glanced over the fat uncle, and I felt a little sad.

Thirty-six ants are a Taoist thing, I read the book only wrote its role, as for how this formation is laid down, there is no description, let me a descending teacher himself pondered is tantamount to white work...

With a few rattlings, the copper money flew into the forest one after another, and those tentacles on the heavy body began to slowly twist up at a very slow speed...

This should be a sign of heavy yoke breaking the 36th ants... see this situation... there is not much time left for Yi Daxiang.

“Son, your hands are all right?”My uncle coldly asked me.

I looked at my arm subconsciously, and the piece of meat that had been dissolved with mucus, which had not yet grown back, but the rotten flesh on the edge had almost disappeared, and now I could see only the reddish buds.

Before I could answer the fat uncle, Yi Daxiang took the word again, while using the anthracets on the ground to portray the spell, while saying: "His physical recovery is very strong, it should be the role of the crow in the body, you do not need to worry about him."

I didn’t squeak, I looked down.

The character of the Yi Daxiu painting is a little big, and it is no exaggeration to say that this specification is the biggest spell I have ever seen with my own eyes.

Unlike the Taoist traditional spell, the spell drawn by Yi Daxiang is a combination, in addition to opening the square spell in the middle, up and down, there is also a totem of a strange beast.

The shape of these strange beasts is different, some look like tigers like leopards, and some look like birds and animals, but the head is a personal head.

“Grandpa, why haven’t I seen this?”The fat uncle frowned tightly, looking at the Yi Daxie God picture, the concern in his eyes became more and more obvious: "What kind of formation is this?"

“Four tired of it.”The Lord answered.

After saying this, he closed his mouth tightly, no longer said another word, sulked with the middle of the spell, the movement in his hand is getting faster and faster.

“Four annoying?”The fat uncle muttered, looked up at me, and saw that my face was full of dazed, and he scratched his head: "I don't seem to have heard it."

“The four weary things are shamanic things, which are a kind of evil that they have refined in ancient times, but not used to harm people, but they are used to sacrifice and pray for the wind and rain.”Easy to laugh.

“This isn’t the fifth door of the West, is it?”I tested and asked.

“Half of it.”Yi Daxi smiled and said, "The other half, which was taught to me by my friends, he is a shamanic disciple, and shamanism has a certain origin with Xiangxi Tucism, so many of the things in the two Fa-paities can be fused together..."

I don't know why, when I heard this, I and the seven treasures have some faith in Yi Daxie God, but the expression of the fat uncle has never been so difficult to see.

“Grandpa, are you all that old, and you’re still alive?”The fat uncle whispered, “If the power of this situation is too large, can you bear it with your bones?”

He smiled twice, raised his hand, and inserted the ants in the middle of the spell.

“Don’t try how to know?”

Yi Daxi said, a bite broke the tip of the tongue, spitted a mouthful of blood on the spell, and then pulled out the oyster from the soil, like the jumping god, staggered up, reading words on the edge, should be reading the mantra.

Before the fat uncle under the thirty-six ants, it seems that it should be broken for the most part, and the copper money that still exists on the ground is no more than ten.

“Shall I come?”The fat uncle asked, looking at Yi Daxiang, the worry in his eyes was obvious.

Yi Daxiang did not make a cavity, read the mantra himself, went to the last hand, and cut the door with the anthracite very simply, and allowed the blood to flow into the grooved spell on the ground.

Another series of rattlings, specific sounds a few times, I really did not count, as if at the same time sounded...

Looking around, the copper money around the heavy iniquity had disappeared, and the white-haired corpse that had jumped on it was thrown aside by it.

Seeing this, he looked at the gods and shouted.

“You all go away! 🙂