Spring and Autumn Immortal

The black parchment scroll is spread out in the hand, with strange and twisted fonts. The hieroglyphics are not hieroglyphics, and the oracle bone inscriptions are not oracle bone inscriptions. What came to his face was a patch of red, as if he could see a figure covered in red scales, with ribs and fleshy wings, and a sharp tail raised behind his back, dancing like red phantoms in the red. This vision soon disappeared, and it became pictographic but not hieroglyphic, and oracle bone inscriptions were not oracle bone inscriptions. I couldn't understand it at all at first, but now I understand everything immediately. Practice magic: transform into a demon!