Chapter 122: The Relic Fish
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After walking in the sacrificial ground for a long time, Qi Lin found that something was getting more and more wrong.
The surrounding scenery is as if it has not changed, and it remains the same as before, mountains, rivers, plains, fields, a quiet landscape painting, Qi Lin has an illusion that he is not in the wrong place.
It stands to reason that there is a path to the final sacrifice in the sacrificial ground.
But looking around, Qi Lin couldn't find any existence that could be an entrance.
The two stopped to rest, Su Xuesha cultivated, Qi Lin took out the diary given by the witch aunt, the ten witches of Lingshan did not really enter the sacrifice to the heavens, and they also seemed to have encountered a problem, the diary was recorded as follows: 'Ze has no water, sleepy. The gentleman is fatal. This is a trapped hexagram, which is one of the four great evil hexagrams in Zhou Yili, and those who get this hexagram are in trouble and everything is not satisfactory, so it is advisable to stick to the right path and wait for the opportunity.
In the end, the Ten Witches did not have the patience to wait for the opportunity, and then dispelled the idea of entering the Heaven Sacrifice.
"But this time, the Ten Wizards of Lingshan moved the crowd, I'm afraid there is something mysterious in it......" Qi Lin sat down and thought carefully, sorting out the context of the matter, and calculating all the details in his mind.
"Sleepy hexagram, sleepy hexagram ......" Qi Lin muttered to himself, his thoughts ethereal.
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At the same time, the Ten Witches of Lingshan also stopped moving forward, in front of a wide sacrificial building.
The other seven witches, led by Wu Xian, all stood on one side, forming a formation around the empty platform of the sacrificial building.
"Isn't there something unusual about things, are you going to rush to worship the heavens? What are you doing here?" Yang Jian frowned, not understanding what they were selling. "Shouldn't you hurry to find the entrance?"
"There is a world of difference between the earth and the heavens, and there is no entrance. Wu Xian opened his eyes and spoke indifferently.
"No entrance?"
"There is a fierce spirit in the sacrificial land, and the image of the trapped hexagram is trapped, and the only way to solve this hexagram is to wait for the opportunity. Ze has no water, sleepy. The gentleman is fatal. Wu Xian said slowly.
Yang Jian showed displeasure and said human words.
"This place is a sacrificial place, if you want to go to the heavens, you must offer sacrifices, we have attracted so many monks, as long as these monks who cultivate the true qi of the desolation die here, their true qi, the soul will merge with the fierce elephant, and when the time comes, we will use the 'dream feather' to exert supernatural powers, and we can enter the sacrifice to the sky. Wu Peng explained.
"Are you sure?" Yang Jian still didn't quite believe Kanyu.
"The Wu clan is all over the world, Yang Jian, don't underestimate it. ā
Yang Jian pursed his lips and shook his head: "The Ancient Dragon Clan likes Xuanzhi and Xuanyu, but what's the use of this." ā
The Ten Witches of Lingshan were silent.
Yang Jian sat aside and looked at them quietly: "No wonder you are so bold and dare to make the Dream Feather public, it turns out that you already know that others will not be able to enter." ā
"Of course, those greedy monks are just sacrifices to the White Emperor. Wu Xian smiled faintly.
Yang Jian was indifferent to the life and death of others, but it was this long stay that was so grand and mysterious that made her very curious, there are layers of mechanisms here, many traps, and mysteries, if it weren't for the big witch clan who knew something about Kanyu, I'm afraid no one would be able to crack it.
Back then, the White Emperor Shaohao was also the world-famous Five Emperors, wearing white armor and frost in the snow, ice and jade, peerless beauty.
The light in her eyes could freeze the world's amazement.
Yang Jian really couldn't understand why she would build such a complex ruin in the corner of the West Sea, was it just to hide the world's unparalleled mount 'Dream Flying Snow'?
Faintly, Yang Jian felt that there seemed to be something more mysterious inside.
This mystery was even beyond her interest in hunting Monkey King.
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In a sea at the sacrifice site, the West Sea God Tiz is quietly suspended on the surface of the sea, and she, the guardian of the seawater dragon and Jiaojiao around her, is swimming beside her. Fu Yunzi, the deacon of the West Sea God Sect, and others watched from a distance.
I saw the disciples of the West Sea God Sect hurrying back and forth, conveying all the messages of the sacrifice land.
"How is it, how are the Ten Witches of Lingshan?"
"Tell you, they seem to be ready to wait for their time. ā
"Hmm. ā
"Divine Lord, can't the entrance to the Heavenly Sacrifice be broken with the divine power of the Divine Lord?" asked Fuyunzi.
"It's too mysterious here, using the secret technique of the primeval dragon clan, it will take time for this god lord to comprehend this realm now......" After a pause, the West Sea God Tizi said: "But it doesn't matter, as long as you enter the sacrifice to the sky, this god lord will be able to penetrate this trace of divine power...... Hum. ā
"The Lord of God is wise. ā
The others stood respectfully and aside.
"Prepare the 'idol'. ā
"Yes. ā
......
I don't know the flowers blooming, I don't know the flowers falling, I don't know the passage of time.
In the long thinking calculation, it was like a blink of an eye in the past century, Qi Lin slowly opened his eyes - the upper hexagram is the exchange, the exchange is the ze, the lower hexagram is the kan, the kan is the water, the water seeps into the bottom of the river, and the middle of the river is dry, which is the hexagram of the trapped hexagram. The gentleman looks at this hexagram, self-encouragement in a difficult situation, poverty and strength, and sacrifices his life to carry out his long-cherished ambition.
I see, the hexagram is related to water.
Qi Lin comprehended this, and with a hundred tricks, first the true qi like a stream entered, and then turned into river waves, and he saw that the fourth hexagram of the round golden pill behind him was as mellow and complete as flowing water.
"You have already refined the Yuan Ji Dan and cultivated the fourth hexagram. Su Xuesha was a little surprised that Qi Lin comprehended this realm so quickly.
"Hmm. ā
Qi Lin nodded, the 'Ze' hexagram in the Jindan gossip had been successfully refined.
Qi Lin opened the diary in his hand, this diary was very detailed, in addition to the entry route of the Ten Witches of Lingshan, it also recorded some elixirs, ores and rare birds and monsters. However, for these elixirs, ores, rare birds and monsters, since some of them are from the Chaos Heavenly Court period, the records of the Ten Witches are also limited. Just as he was flipping through the pages, the name of a fish came into Qi Lin's eyes.
"Ran Yi!!"
Ran Legacy.
The mountain of Yingluo, the water flows out of the Yan, and the north flow is poured into the Ze of the Lingyang. It is a fish with many relics, the head of the snake with six legs, its eyes are like horse ears, and it is useless to eat.
"No, the Classic of Mountains and Seas says that Ran Yi can defend against evil disasters...... Since this place is a great evil qi and a sign of sleepiness, perhaps this kind of reliction may be helpful. Qi Lin had a flexible brain, and quickly thought of a way to crack the sacrificial passage.
And according to the image of the trapped hexagram, the upper and lower rivers are related to water, and Ran Yi happens to be in the water.
"Su Xuesha, let's go to the river. Qi Lin discovered this mystery and couldn't hide his joy.
"What are you doing by the river??" asked Su Xuesha.
"Well, let's go take a mandarin duck bath!"
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