Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 1755: Seclusion
Although Yang Yiyi's martial arts level is high, she was forcibly raised by Li Chengxi using the teaching box and the Sky-lifting Stone. Her experience and mentality are not yet up to the level that matches her martial arts level.

Especially when combined with Yang Yiyi's single-threaded brain, it's simply amazing.

When Yang Yiyi heard Li Chengxi sighing and holding his forehead, she remembered, yes, I still have two treasures in my arms!

An eight-direction fan can blow wind from all directions. In fact, this magic weapon alone is enough to fan the faceless evil spirits to pieces.

The faceless evil spirit is a gathering of multiple ghosts, and the Eight-Direction Fan can scatter it.

In addition, there is a gilded white jade bottle, which can eliminate evil, collect evil spirits, and turn into elixir water.

In other words, this is specifically designed to deal with evil creatures.

And undead creatures are also within the scope of evil creatures.

Yang Yiyi quickly took two steps back and rummaged around, taking out the gilded white jade bottle.

The snuff bottle-sized bottle was placed in the palm of the hand and it grew in the wind and became the size of a vase.

Yang Yiyi injected the inner energy of the Rejuvenation Technique into it, and the gilded patterns on the gilded white jade bottle lit up with golden light.

This means that the magic weapon has been activated.

then……

And then nothing happened.

"How should this be used?"

Damn, this is indeed a problem.

The Eight-Direction Fan is just a fan. Everyone knows that you just need to fan at the target. A bottle...

How to use this?
"Try pointing the bottle at the faceless evil spirit."

Li Chengxi didn't understand the monks' methods. He learned this method from Journey to the West.

Yang Yiyi quickly did as she was told. She held the bottle with one hand and the bottom of the bottle with the other. She shouted at the faceless evil spirit through the bottle mouth:
"receive!"

Then still nothing happened.

This is a difficult problem. How should I use it?
Yang Yiyi didn't give up. She held the bottle mouth towards the faceless evil spirit in various positions, as if saying "I call you an idiot, do you dare to agree?"

But it’s useless, and I don’t know how to activate the magic weapon.

This is the magic weapon used by monks. It is different from magic items and its usage is a bit strange.

Moreover, the item descriptions are not as clearly written as those of magic items, and are always mysterious.

"Hurry up! We can't hold on any longer here!"

The fox spirit yelled quickly, and it and the capybara spirit held the flashlight and used the strobe mode. It worked at first, but then the ghosts that came over gradually became familiar with the flash, and it started to not work so well.

Yang Yiyi was also anxious. While Li Chengxi was still figuring out how to use this thing, Yang Yiyi used the gilded white jade bottle as a throwing weapon and threw it at the faceless evil spirit.

Her original intention was to take out the Eight-Direction Fan, but she had something in her hand and threw it away in a hurry.

This faceless evil spirit was entangled by Ning Xian'er and Qin Yan, and did not notice the gilded white jade bottle flying over, and was hit on the head.

—if a twisted green mass could be considered a head.

Almost instantly, the gilded white jade bottle floated up out of thin air, and the mouth of the bottle seemed to have generated extremely strong suction, and one could even see the "white frost" that appeared when the air flowed at high speed.

But Ning Xian'er and Qin Yan, who were nearby, were not affected at all, while the faceless evil spirit was sucked into the bottle like a ball of gas.

It struggled, but the green mass was sucked into a line, and with a sharp hissing sound, it was completely sucked in within two or three seconds.

Then the gilded white jade bottle fell on the sandy ground, shook slightly twice, and with a flash of golden light, it shrank back to its original size of a snuff bottle.

"What the hell! What the hell is this Poké Ball!?"

Li Chengxi had thought of many cool ways to use it, but he didn't expect that this thing could be thrown like a Poké Ball. What's going on?

Shouldn't a magic weapon shaped like a bottle be collected by just saying "recite"?

Can you monks' painting style be more normal?
Although there were many flaws, the faceless evil spirit was indeed resolved in an instant.

Yang Yiyi saw that the bottle was not moving, so she walked over and picked it up.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I feel that the gilded white jade bottle is a little heavier than before, and there is some sound of water inside when I shake it.

The gilded white jade bottle can not only absorb evil spirits, but also transform them into elixir. The faceless evil spirits are not very strong creatures, so they were transformed a little as soon as they entered.

It is obvious that this thing can only collect a limited amount of things. Besides, throwing it over is not very useful when facing a large number of ghosts coming over.

"Now, keep running forward."

The faceless evil spirit has been dealt with, but there are still a large number of ghosts behind it. Run away quickly now.

After putting away the flashlights, everyone continued to run wildly, and the feeling was similar to before.

But in fact, he didn't run very far. Less than thirty seconds had passed before Li Chengxi said:

"Stop, you can't get through ahead."

Yang Yiyi braked urgently, but because she used too much force, she still slid out a section.

After all, there is mud under the sea of ​​flowers. Although it has not reached the bottom of the swamp, it is still quite slippery.

She bumped into a golden wall that suddenly appeared in the air. This wall was somewhat flexible, not rigid, and Yang Yiyi was bounced back.

Ning Xian'er and Qin Yan quickly supported her. The three of them looked up and saw a golden light appear above their heads, and it poked towards the golden wall like a finger.

With a puff, as if a balloon was popped, the golden wall broke apart.

"Go ahead, it should be safe behind."

Normally, no one would dare to approach something so extraordinary, but Li Chengxi was an immortal here, and if an immortal said anything, then it must be correct.

So the three men and two monsters jumped over as if they were being chased by a dog.

At that moment, everyone only felt a flash before their eyes, and then their feet fell to the ground.

Unlike the muddy sea of ​​flowers just now, this time I felt down to earth. Although there was still soft green grass under my feet, it was no longer mud.

Looking back, a hole with a cracked golden edge appeared in the air. Everyone jumped in from here, and when everyone looked back, the hole was healing quickly.

"Don't worry, those ghosts can't catch up with you. You have entered a certain barrier now."

After hearing what Li Chengxi said, everyone quickly turned back to see where they had jumped to.

At first glance, it looks like a small valley, with dense bamboo forest on the left, and wet mountain walls on the right and back. From time to time, very small trickles flow down the mountain walls.

There was a layer of mist accumulated on the ground. Just like before, it was also spiritual energy, but the mist was very thin, and you could still clearly see the light green grass under your feet.

"Walk inside and take a look. I think this should be where the monks who created all this live."

Lei Lei said that this sea of ​​flowers is a filter, but it also needs an adjustment part.

For example, where should the magic circle be placed?
Naturally, this is very suspicious.

They walked forward, and when they went around a protruding rock wall, the view in front of them suddenly opened up.

There are mountains on all sides. A sparkling lake can be seen at the end of the bamboo forest on the left, surrounded by the mountains. On the right side of the lake, you can vaguely see cultivated farmland, but it is now overgrown with weeds.

Several streams flow along the not-so-steep slope and merge into the lake. At the intersection of the stream and the mountain wall, you can see a dilapidated thatched house standing there quietly.

(End of this chapter)