Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 68 My brother’s spiritual flag is broken!

"Your temper of getting into fights when you disagree with something hasn't changed at all!"

"What's wrong? Are the great witches who collected the essence of the five elements all old men? They finally caught a little one, and their maternal love overflowed?"

cute?

This word would never have come out of Jin Jingqingming's mouth in the past.

Snapped!
Qingming snapped his fingers, and the golden light remaining on Bifang's wound exploded violently. Spikes shot out in all directions, lifting the blue bird's body high up.

"Why did they start fighting?"

Yan Huan stood up and walked over from under the small sycamore tree.

"This rude guy deserves a lesson."

Yan Huan smiled bitterly and sat down on the stone bench.

After searching for so long, he never expected that the spiritual bird Bifang recorded in the book would be such a chatterbox.

Fortunately, he was just a little rude, and his magical powers were exactly the same as recorded in ancient books.

"By the way, sister, let me show you my new trick."

Yan Huan covered his face with his hands, kneaded his facial features, adjusted the size and position, and the spliced ​​together faces became another one.

"It's better than the Disguise Technique. Plus, my soul is protected by the Teng Snake, so I can do things without leaving any trace."

Qingming raised his head and asked, "How can I change back?"

"I used Qi to memorize all the angles and ups and downs in advance, so I can pinch it back at any time."

As soon as Yan Huan let go of his hand, his appearance returned to normal.

As long as you use Qi to remember your original appearance, let alone a stranger's face, even if you make a dice or wear mahjong on your head, you can still turn back into your handsome self.

Qingming held his cheeks with both hands and looked him up and down. "The changes in his appearance, the adjustments in his meridians and organs, plus the illusion, the means of surviving are increasing..."

"How's the practice of the Flowing Light Gold Escape going?"

“A small achievement.”

Yan Huan clenched his fists with full confidence. He could not be killed and could not be caught. How free he would be in the world in the future.

There are also the sandalwood Buddhist beads given by Guan Shihua and the bone ring given by Chang Lao. I have a support for both big and small matters. Nothing can be more reassuring than this.

Yan Huan collected his thoughts and shifted his focus to the Bifang that was pierced by the golden thorn.

When old friends meet, they are particularly jealous of each other, as if something is wrong.

The five elements counteract each other and circulate to each other. In front of the gold essence, the wood spirit really has no power to fight back. In other words, the five elements' essences cannot be killed by ordinary methods, otherwise this chatterbox would have been beheaded countless times.

"Forget it, forget it. We will get along well in the future."

"Sister, Bifang, come back first."

Mr. Chang took his family out for a walk and might be back soon. It would be bad to see this kind of scene then, after all, Mr. Chang still has some connection with "spirits".

As for the bone chain, Yan Huan had also made up his mind. He would borrow a Bifang Qingyu and integrate it into it, so that Chang Lao would be immune to all diseases and enjoy his old age.

"Wait a minute." Bifang broke free from the golden light, "You're not going to throw us together, who have conflicting five elements, are you?"

"I can't accept it."

Ugh!
What a troublesome thing...

Yan Huan sighed, took out the spiritual flag from his waist, and unfolded it in the center of the courtyard.

"Then I'll just have to let you stay here for a while."

Wow!
The soul-calling flag greeted the cool summer evening breeze, but it did not move at all.

“It’s an old item that’s a bit old, but it looks pretty good.”

A bird cry passed through the air, and Bifang flapped its wings and flew into the flag.

Yan Huan was worried at first that this magic weapon could not withstand Bifang's status and power, but it was obvious that he guessed wrong.

As soon as the blue bird entered the banner, it disappeared without a trace, and the soul-calling banner standing tall in the courtyard did not move at all.

A wisp of green smoke floated across the spiritual flag space. When Bi looked down, he saw Big Head lying in the air with a bored look, and next to him was Black Tai Sui playing with colorful bubbles.

"These days there are still sorcerers who raise big-headed ghosts. What is that thing? It's something I've never seen before." Bifang glanced around and found that the space of the spirit flag was monotonous and empty, with no distinction between up, down, left and right.

Boring, so boring!

"You two youngsters, just tell me what you want, and I'll give it to you as a reward!"

With a flap of its wings, six pitch-black shadow walls emerged in the space where it was impossible to tell east from west, south from north, and gradually moved toward the center where Datou and Suisui were. When they gathered together, they had turned into a perfect cube.

Big Head blocked it with his hands and felt like he was run over by something, but when he opened his eyes, there was no change around him, it was still empty.

The construction of the black wooden box and part of the spiritual flag space were handed over to Bifang.

"Really...really anything is possible?" Datou was so excited that his voice trembled. "Brother, I want a wife!"

Bifang frowned, "Change it."

It's not impossible to construct a fake spirit, but it's really impossible to watch two big-headed ghosts being affectionate with each other.

"I want to eat candied haws." Sui Sui said.

"can."

A few candied haws dipped in sugar fell from the sky and were firmly caught by the small tentacles.

"Can you help me find my parents?"

"Tell me what they look like."

"I...I forgot..." Sui Sui said timidly.

"Tsk! Both of you have quite a story!" The dry and withered old face smacked his lips, flapped his wings and soared into the sky.

Green feathers fell, and mountains spread out from all directions, surrounding the center where Bifang was. Then there were mountain streams and clear streams, and the sounds of birds and cicadas appeared among the lush vegetation.

"Get up, everyone get up!"

Tender, warm green grass poked out from the ground, supporting the place where Big Head was lying. The grass leaves were soft and comfortable enough.

"The sun, the moon, the stars, the seasons, come out!"

Bifang was in high spirits, soaring into the sky, and all the thoughts in his mind came to light one by one.

Outside the black wooden box, the spiritual flag space began to fluctuate, and fragments seemed to fall off from the chaotic and unclear sky.

quack!quack!
Yan Huan was guarding in the yard. Before he put away the spiritual flag, he saw bursts of explosions coming from the smooth and narrow pole, as if something had shattered.

Snapped!
A sharp object flew out, but Yan Huan raised his hand to stop it and held it in his palm.

It was a small fragment of bone.

The spiritual flag is made of human bones. The space inside the flag cannot withstand Bifang's tossing and turning, and there are signs of collapse.

"Bifang, what are you doing? Come out first!"

Yan Huan shouted, and heavy, solid invisible chains dropped from the sky in reality, tied up the still-running Bifang, and then violently pulled it out.

The Covenant between Heaven and Earth is the strongest oath between witches and elves, and even the spirits of the five elements cannot easily disobey it.

Blah blah blah!

The chained Bifang blinked, "Why? I still have to make a clay figurine for that ball of black meat tentacles later!"

"Sister Qingming, please help me teach it a lesson." Yan Huan ignored Bifang's words. A golden light flashed behind her, and the blue bird's chain broke, and it was pulled directly behind Yan Huan.

"After collecting the magic tools of all ghosts in the world, will they be harmed like this?"

Yan Huan touched the shrunken spirit flag. The cracks on the flag's shaft looked like they were carved into his heart.

Boom!

It would have been fine if I hadn't touched it, but once I touched it, the fragile part in the middle broke directly.

Two strange creatures shouted from the spiritual flag space: "Brother (Brother Yan Huan)! The sky has split open, and the earth has split in two!"

"I have roughly calculated the limits of this magic flag weapon. It's quite big inside!" Yan Huan gritted his teeth in hatred. It should be said that it is worthy of being the essence of the five elements. With the power of just one "essence", it can overwhelm hundreds of ghosts. It is really terrifying.

It's just a pity...

My brother's spiritual flag is broken.

(End of this chapter)