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

Chapter 82: Spirit Flag Repair, Three Car Bones

Yan Huan searched the top of the mountain for a while with his phone in hand, and finally found a place with a barely acceptable signal.

A phone call came in and Ma Xianhong's voice came through.

"If it weren't for the peregrine falcon delivering the message, I would have thought you had left without saying goodbye."

"There's a spiritual flag there, are you afraid that I'll run away?"

Ma Xianhong paused, "I invite you to join Biyou Village sincerely, and I can also give you this 'Divine Machine Hundred Refinements' as a gift."

"Old Ma, but I refuse to join sincerely!"

The two of them argued back and forth about this matter for a long time. Yan Huan took the opportunity when Lao Ma took a breath to change the subject.

"What kind of work did Kui'er do for me? The 'immortal family' behind me had a good meal."

"I'm right here. Generally speaking, she has set up a hall for you." Ma Xianhong turned around and looked at the house where the Liu brothers and sisters were temporarily staying.

After deciding to leave this place, the main hall of the house was set up as an altar for offerings.

Liu Wukui leaned against the door frame and shouted loudly: "You have all seen the strength of the immortals I worship. Don't say I didn't give you a chance. All your bad luck and diarrhea can be solved!"

"Incense is five yuan for three sticks, yellow paper and paper ingots are extra, but those who bring their own offerings are free of charge!"

There was a constant stream of people coming and going to offer their worship, but ironically, almost all of them had some grievances against Yan Huan.

"Master Liu, I really can't bear it anymore. Do you think there is any hope if I pray?" A man covered his stomach and came over in a panic.

"Sincerity is the key to success, sincerity is the key to success!" Liu Wukui shouted.

As they were talking, a man and a woman walked out of the hall with refreshing looks.

"Damn, it feels so good. My whole body is now cleaned up!"

"This is a mysterious thing. I'll have to put one up at home as well."

Liu Wukui pointed at the two people who were walking away and said, "You saw it, didn't you?"

"Yes, Master, I will offer it right away."

“Scan code or cash?”

"Everything is done!"

The man paid the money, took the burning incense, knelt hurriedly on the spacious sponge mat, bowed, and looked up to see Yan Huan's name on the offering board.

“This is not…”

No!

Sincerity is the key to success. Sincerity is the key to success!
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Yan Huan saw that the black smoke that filled the sky above Biyou Village had dissipated a lot, but the smell of incense was still pouring in.

This is easy to understand. Firstly, Yan Huan was far away from Biyou Village, so the power of the evil spirit gradually decreased. Secondly, when he prayed in front of the hall, his mind moved, and his resentment towards the owner of the name on the tablet dissipated a little. When the physical abnormalities completely disappeared, the malice turned into awe.

Once rumors start to spread in a small village, it only takes a few minutes for public opinion to reverse. Of course, this is also the inherent bad nature of people in small places. They just follow the crowd and believe everything they hear.

Liu Wukui accidentally did something very beneficial to Yan Huan.

Seeing that the village was much more stable, Yan Huan had no intention of going back. The mountain was quiet, peaceful, comfortable and leisurely, much better than Biyou Village, especially without the series of polite greetings coming and going, which made him feel a lot more relaxed.

For the rest of his days, Yan Huan continued to hone his "life" in the mountains, and occasionally tried to improve his innate skills, but unfortunately he gained little in this regard.

With Jin Jing Qingming's reminders and guidance, and Bifang's unique breathing aid, Yan Huan's practice progressed very quickly. At the beginning of autumn, he was able to control his overflowing magical powers freely. In the past few months, "Little Fire God" Hong Bin and Huo Dezong's trial "Fire Master" Li Shuyu visited from time to time, and brought Yan Huan some news about the alien world.

What Yan Huan was most concerned about was that the "mad dog" Lu Ci had an extra "old" in front of his name. The great-grandson of the "old mad dog", Lu Liang, inherited the name of "little mad dog" and joined Quan Xing.

Lu Ci's madness was the result of his relentless and ruthless nature when his family's interests were damaged, but Lu Liang's madness was real madness. After all, he could not withstand Teng Snake's gaze and chose to compromise with his palpitations and nightmares. It is said that he escaped from the mental hospital, broke back into Lujia Village, killed his sister Lu Huan, and then fled everywhere.

"This boy is really tough."

Yan Huan thought that according to the original story, he was cut into a human pig after guessing the truth of the Soul-Clearing Technique, but he survived from the desperate situation and realized the dual-handedness. Later, before breaking into the Tang Sect, he walked with the Three Corpses Tu Junfang and learned the means to control the Three Corpses.

As the only descendant of the Three Demon Sects, Tu Junfang said that Lu Liang's Three Corpses were a structure that had never been seen before and were more violent and ferocious.

From another perspective, apart from the series of messed up things he did, he is definitely on the path of a proper protagonist.

"The suspicion about Lu Huan and the fear that Lu Liang felt about him provided a very favorable environment for the incident to occur."

Yan Huan sat cross-legged in front of the cave, looking down at the mountains and forests. In autumn, the lush green mountains did not fade, but became even more verdant.

"It's useless to think too much, they are all external things."

It's time to go down the mountain.

Yan Huan said to the two Huode Sect disciples behind him, "Please wait for me to get the luggage, and then we will set off for Sichuan."

After saying hello to Hong Bin and Li Shuyu, Yan Huan walked straight down the mountain road.

Yan Huan's vacant cottage has never had a new owner. Ma Xianhong would send Ruhua to clean it every day. Even after several months, the place is still spotless.

When I returned to the room, Lao Ma had been waiting for me for a long time.

The repaired spiritual flag was placed on the table. The broken parts were repaired perfectly without any unnecessary traces.

That flag looks brand new.

"Old Ma, judging from your level of control over the 'Divine Machine Hundred Refinements', this spirit flag must have been repaired for many days already, right?" Yan Huan picked up the spirit flag and was about to raise it when a soul-calling banner suddenly opened up in the room.

The magic weapon recognized its master, and the connection between him and Yan Huan became deeper.

Ma Xianhong smiled proudly, "The reason why I didn't tell you earlier is that I thought you would be able to think things through after staying in the mountains for a long time. Who knows, maybe you will join my Biyou Village in the end."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. Also, you've been too nice to me. I almost wanted to smash your stove." Yan Huan sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Ma Xianhong was stunned and returned the Eye of Horus.

"You really can't take this. If you don't take it, I will really smash your furnace." Yan Huan held the flag in his hand and was about to insert the shrunken magic weapon into his waist when he saw a flash of spiritual light and the spiritual flag floated lightly beside him.

Ma Xianhong rubbed his forehead, "No, why do you always want to smash my self-cultivation furnace? Don't you sorcerers really need some protective magic tools?"

"At least I don't have to." Yan Huan stood up and walked out of the house. "Old Ma, sometimes people really need to learn to be flexible. Being too stubborn is not necessarily a good thing."

"Let's not talk about this!" Ma Xianhong followed him out, "Do you know what else is missing from the middle of the flag besides human bones?"

"It is the backbone of a sheep, a deer, and a tiger. When the weapon refiner forged the spirit flag, he had some thoughts on his mind. I made up for what he didn't do. Compared to the previous weapon, this one has a few more tricks to explore."

Excuse!
Good guy, Che Chiguo, three cars of bone strength.

"Old Ma, just explain it to me directly!" Yan Huan glanced at the spiritual flags surrounding him.

"You will soon find out that this thing is absolutely rare for you wizards, and it is also a major discovery for us weapon refiners. You don't need to be grateful to me. This thing has helped me a lot! Also, the door of Biyou Village will always be open to you."

(End of this chapter)