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

Chapter 201 The first step in the wizard's training: using spirits properly
"It seems like he picked the most difficult one."

Lu Shanjun muttered to himself, but he was not scared by Meng Qi's nine arrows.

He suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a thick white mist, followed by an unbearable sour and rotten smell.

The white mist spread rapidly, blocking the surrounding vision and also covering Meng Qi's sense of smell and hearing, which he was proud of.

Lu Shanjun sneered in his heart. As an animal, he knew better that the so-called wild instinct was nothing more than a reaction produced by the combined action of smell and hearing. As long as these senses were blocked, the advantages of the wild men in the mountains would no longer exist.

After thinking about it, Lu Shanjun spat out the last few treasured ghosts from his mouth.

The ghosts each stationed in a corner of the white fog, holding branches and stones in their hands, and began to knock to create bursts of noisy noises. These noises were disturbing and made it difficult for Meng Qi to concentrate.

Meng Qi felt a stinging pain in his nose and had to raise his hand to cover his nose, trying to resist the sour and rotten smell. This smell was obviously from the tiger's mouth, and the thought of it made him feel a little sick. At the same time, the white mist gradually blocked his vision.

"Drop holes in all directions!" Meng Qi held four bamboo nails in each hand and fiercely inserted them into the surrounding asphalt ground.

As soon as the bamboo nail touched the ground, it created a pit, and then young leaves emerged from above, forming a false road surface. In this way, the trap was set.

Suddenly, amid the noisy sound, Meng Qi noticed that the bamboo thorns in front of him on the left suddenly grew and shot straight into the sky.

Without any hesitation, Meng Qi raised his bow, aimed, and quickly shot out a rocket. The flame instantly ignited the bamboo thorns and also illuminated Meng Qi's sight. He stared at the object nailed by the bamboo thorns and discovered that it was actually a white tiger skin with white and mottled patterns.

"Want to fight with me!?" Meng Qi clenched his teeth, feeling extremely angry.

This tiger spirit is very aware of its own methods, or it is naturally extremely cautious and smart.

Faced with the gradually spreading sour and corrupt fog, Meng Qi had the idea of ​​continuing to escape. However, as soon as he turned around, the white fog had already enveloped his back, and his sense of direction was greatly weakened.

"Am I going to be in trouble this time?" Meng Qi's heart tightened as he recalled the last time he suffered a loss at the hands of an animal. It was that time when he encountered a yellow fox smoking a big pipe in Changbai Mountain. He was beaten so badly that he had no power to fight back.

"Damn it!" Meng Qi cursed inwardly, "You want to compete with others in your thinking?"

Meng Qi moved swiftly and methodically as he continued to set traps around him. Pitfalls and animal traps were cleverly placed in various hidden corners, leaving only an unobstructed path in front of him.

He thought to himself: "Since you are so smart, let me use this little trick for my own benefit!"

Just then, a slight "puff" sound came from the right, and obviously something stepped into the trap he set.

Meng Qi remained unmoved.

Immediately afterwards, the bamboo thorns in the front left also made a slight sound.

Meng Qi remained calm and waited patiently.

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps coming from the front. Meng Qi's ears moved slightly, and he said to himself, "Here they come!"

He already had a plan in mind. If the other party wanted to hurt him, he would have to choose the seemingly only way out in front of him. Once he stepped into this path, there would be no way back.

Meng Qi calmly drew his bow and chanted, "Nine Shots of the Golden Crow!"

Nine arrows flew out one after another, instantly turning the figure in the mist into a hedgehog.

As the arrow hit the target, a howl of pain was heard in the mist.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The voice was so familiar that Meng Qi couldn't help but be stunned. His heart trembled and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

Sure enough, a figure covered in flames and blood holes slowly emerged from the fog. It was Monk Huijing.

Huijing struggled to take a few steps, and finally fell heavily into the bamboo thorn trap next to him. The barbs shot up from the ground like sharp blades, hitting his Vajra Power hard and pushing his body out.

"You baldy fool, why are you here!?" Meng Qi was shocked when he saw this scene. He never expected that he would accidentally hurt his ally.

However, before he could react, he suddenly noticed two bright full moons reflected in the white-robed monk's eyes. Even more strange was that a pair of slender fox hands emerged from the monk's eye sockets. These hands crossed left and right and covered Huijing's eyes.

The illusion of a fox spirit?

"Did you trick Huijing into coming here by making a fake out of the real thing?"

Meng Qi was sweating profusely, but even though the situation was full of dangers, there was only one way forward, and Lu Shanjun could only break through head-on.

Click!

While he was thinking about his next step, the bamboo thorn on his left was suddenly broken with great force, and the huge figure of Lu Shanjun rushed out.

He broke through the trap by force, but the price he paid was not small.

The thick bamboo thorn pierced his front leg, and Yin Qi continued to pour out. His body was shaking with pain, but his fierce eyes were still full of murderous intent.

Without any hesitation, Lu Shanjun suddenly opened his bloody mouth and bit Meng Qi's neck.

In an instant, blood gushed out, splashing like a torrent.

Meng Qi immediately controlled his Qi to protect his body. The Qi he released condensed into the shape of thick rhinoceros skin. However, Lu Shanjun's fangs were as sharp as steel knives and had already penetrated into his flesh and blood. At this time, even if the mountain savage used all his strength to control his Qi, it was of no avail.

There was a horrifying "crack" sound, and Meng Qi's neck was bitten off, and his head fell down helplessly under the huge force.

"Humph!"

Lu Shanjun snorted coldly, opened his mouth and roared like a tiger, the sound waves shaking the heaven and earth. He then swallowed the sour and rotten white mist that filled the surroundings, and the remaining three ghosts also crawled back into his mouth and disappeared without a trace.

Turning around and looking back, Lu Shanjun saw the fox ghost Hu Yan'er stepping on the corpse of Monk Huijing and performing etiquette gracefully.

"Tiger is really courageous."

Lu Shanjun habitually licked the Yin Qi gushing out of his wound and said calmly, "It is only because I rely on Master Youhuan's soul flag to nourish my spirit that I dare to risk my life like this."

"But you, your magic is so amazing that you can even fool a monk who has practiced Buddhism."

Hu Yan'er smiled slightly, and said softly, "After all, I don't have the means to break his Vajra Skill, so I can only use Fox Sacrifice Moon's illusion to trick him here."

"Alright, Mr. Shan, go back and report to the Master."

Yan Huan was chatting with Yan Yu when he suddenly saw the ghost thief Xuhua coming back dragging Cao De's body, followed closely by Hu Yan'er and Lu Shanjun. Da Hu had two broken bodies in his mouth, which were obviously the remains of Meng Qi and Monk Huijing.

"Sir, everything has been handled." Hu Yan'er said softly, bowing.

"Thank you for your hard work. Let's all go to the Soul Banner and rest." Yan Huan waved his hand lightly.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner swayed in the wind, taking the three spirits in.

The soul flag then turned into a small spirit flag and returned to Yan Huan's waist.

"Brother! Too strong, too strong!" Yan Yu's eyes sparkled with excitement. As he spoke, he shook Yan Huan's body. "This is much more powerful than our family's inheritance!"

"But, I heard that brother likes elves very much, how can he bear to let them go? What if he encounters magic targeting elves?" Yan Yu blinked curiously.

Yan Huan slid his finger across the spirit flag and said, "In the end, it all depends on how the sorcerer uses the spirits."

If it is just to invite spirits to possess the body like the spirits of the shamans, then the road that the elves and wizards have gone is too short.

The first step in a sorcerer’s practice is to understand the elves and use their power fully and reasonably.

The second step of a sorcerer’s practice is to understand and communicate with heaven and earth.

The reason why Yan Huan dared to release a few ghosts was because he had already expected that they would win.

For example, Cao De is outspoken and seems smart but is actually a simple-minded person. It is most appropriate to deal with him with a ghost with mechanisms like the thief ghost, because it is difficult for a straightforward person to adapt in a battle, and it is normal for him to be killed by wasted advanced talents.

As long as he noticed the abnormality of his body for a moment, Xu Hua would have no chance of stealing successfully.

As for Monk Huijing, there is no need to mention him.

What a bunch of bullshit “cultivate your mind but not your speech, abstain from sex but not lust”, most of the people who say these words in a high-sounding manner have not even cultivated their minds enough, such people will never be able to get out of it even if they use some illusions.

As the saying goes, "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Buddha remains in the heart." Yan Huan only knew of Master Dao Ji, the 50th patriarch of Zen Buddhism, who could reach the level of Monk Huijing.

As for the wild man Meng Qi in the mountains, Yan Huan was thinking about Xiu's Hundred Beasts Show, so naturally the king of beasts would have to deal with it.

"Well···"

Yan Yu seemed to be thinking about something, and nodded as if she understood.

Snapped!
"You are worthy of being my brother. The title of Witch King is well deserved." Yan Yu clapped his hands.

Yan Huan rubbed his forehead in annoyance, "These names and such are shouted out the loudest by the younger generation in your alien network."

"I heard from grandpa that my brother beat up my senior?"

"Who is Xiaoyu's senior?"

"Senior Qing from the Wuhou faction!"

Zhuge Qing graduated from the Performance Department of Shanghai Theatre Academy, several years older than Yan Yu. He had made his debut before and became somewhat famous for his role as the Ninth Prince in "Pretty Oppa with Long Legs". Unfortunately, he was later blacklisted because of a (failed) attempt to rape someone and ended up getting beaten up.

"That's true." Yan Huan said.

"Hehe~" Yan Yu smiled maliciously, "That's it, because Senior Qing is also a celebrity in the circle, and he is also a warlock. In the eyes of his peers, his strength is unfathomable."

"There aren't many famous people in the circle, except for Master Lingyu and Senior Qing. Since I was able to beat him, it's natural that I'll make a splash in the circle."

Yan Yu stopped his act of acting as a god, and the defensive midfielder Xuan Huafu disappeared.

Then, she carefully leaned next to Yan Huan and nudged his side with her elbow, "Brother, do you know who the president of your fan club is?"

Yan Huan naturally didn't pay much attention to such mundane matters and just shook his head.

"It's Yan Yue, it's Xiao Yue!" Yan Yu suppressed a wicked smile, "I know about my brother's affairs, but my family has been hiding it from Xiao Yue, so I denied the rumors on the Internet. The 28th of the twelfth lunar month is her birthday, and I'll give her a big surprise when I get back!"

Yan Huan thought about it and realized that she had discussed this with Xiaoyue’s roommate Li Ziyuan before, so this surprise would be in vain.

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