Not far away, a bald man stood.

He was nibbling on a bloody skull with festering flesh, munching on it, his mouth full of blood, and his fat cheeks were full of satisfaction.

Seeing this man, Tao Qingshan couldn't help but say coldly: "Clam Thirteen, even if you don't borrow the power of Lord Swallowing the Sea King, Lao Tzu can kill you, a toad!"

Fuji Yong quickly whispered to Su Yi: "Immortal Master, this is the Thirteenth Clam of Poison Sand Ridge, a blue-eyed toad that has become a fine spirit, a self-proclaimed fire poison demon king, his strength is extremely terrifying, he is especially good at using poison, he has used a poison pit to kill grandmaster figures, and his temperament is extremely domineering. ”

Su Yi ignored it.

Ning Xi's clear eyes flashed with undisguised disgust.

This monster is worthy of being a toad, and it looks extremely disgusting.

"Huh. ”

Clam Thirteen stretched out his scarlet tongue, which was a foot long, and first licked it around his fat face, licking the blood stains and meat residue away.

Then, he retracted his tongue and said with a clattering mouth, "Yes, when Brother Wuhuan's Dongtian Festival is over, do you dare to fight with this king?

Tao Qingshan snorted coldly: "Why not? However, Lao Tzu doesn't want to be a toad's grandfather, and Lao Tzu doesn't want to have such a grandson!"

Clam Thirteen laughed, and his pupils were full of fierceness, "Tao Qingshan, let's see!"

With that, he swaggered off into the distance.

"Tao Shanjun, do you know why this clam thirteen is so arrogant?"

Suddenly, a hoarse sigh sounded.

I saw an old man with a cane in his hand and blue eyes walking in front of a stall selling all kinds of bloody minced meat not far away.

Su Yi and Ning Jiwen glanced at each other and recognized that when they were on the bank of the Dacang River, they had also seen this old man turned into a spirit.

"Why?"

Tao Qingshan frowned.

The old man smiled slightly and said, "Give me some benefits, and I'll show you a clear way." ”

Tao Qingshan stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance, and said expressionlessly: "Get out." ”

The old man didn't care, and sighed: "In this case, just like what Clam Thirteen said just now, let's see." ”

He walked slowly into the distance on crutches.

"Who is this?"

Ning asked her sister-in-law.

"An old weasel, who has been wandering around the grave all year round, digging graves and stealing the relics of the dead, calls himself Huang Shanjun, and it is said that he first stole the oil of a bronze lamp in a tomb, and then awakened his wisdom. ”

Tao Qingshan made no secret of his disdain.

Fuji Yong couldn't help but say: "Tao Shanjun, it seems that something is wrong, this clam thirteen and this weasel seem to be eyeing you." ”

Tao Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and then said disapplausively: "Everyone knows that I am guarding the Pure Yang Peach Tree for the King of the Sea Swallow, and they don't dare to mess around." ”

He added another sentence in his heart, what's more, with the immortal master by my side, I'm afraid of a ball!

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Cave Heaven Festival is about to begin, please come with me. ”

The girl in colorful clothes said, and went straight forward.

The group followed.

After passing through several long streets, everyone's eyes suddenly opened up, and they saw that in the distance, the lights were raging, and it was actually a huge dojo.

In the center of the dojo, there was a nine-foot-high black altar.

Around the dojo stood eight bronze pillars, each covered with strange twisted earthworm-like runes.

Further out, there were densely packed desks and seats, and when Su Yi and the others arrived, there were hundreds of figures sitting on those seats. There are ghosts with a strong yin atmosphere, monsters with churning evil spirits, and even a lot of spirits that maintain their original shapes, strange shapes.

All kinds of breaths are intertwined, messy, and smoky.

Laughter, roars, whispers, all the noise and noise.

It's like a scene of demons dancing wildly.

"Fellow Daoist, that black altar is a bit weird, it seems to be an evil magic weapon. ”

Ning Xi'ao said softly.

From a distance, she sensed the aura emanating from this black altar, which was extremely bloody and evil.

"This dojo is built in the direction of the Nine Palaces, embedded with eight golden lock arrays, and the eye of the array is the black altar. ”

Su Yi said casually, "In my opinion, this should be a sacrificial formation." ”

"Sacrifice?"

Ning Xi's eyes condensed slightly.

The art of sacrifice is mostly known for its weirdness and mystery.

The purpose of sacrifice is often to summon some kind of power, or to exchange a sacrifice for something.

When making sacrifices, there is a clear and unique object of sacrifice, so that the other party can communicate with the other party as soon as possible during the sacrifice ceremony.

However, in the eyes of real monks, sacrifice is a "crooked way" and cannot be put on the table.

As far as Ning Xi's wife knew, even ghost cultivators and demon cultivators who embarked on the path of cultivation rarely used sacrifices to gain power.

There is no other reason, once sacrificed, it is equivalent to reaching an invisible contract with a certain evil force in the underworld.

It's like worshipping an evil god, although you can get the power given by the other party, you also need to keep giving tribute in exchange.

If the sacrifice is interrupted, it will be punished by the evil gods.

"Aren't you a little curious, who is the object of this Wuhuan Water Monarch's sacrifice?"

Su Yi said softly.

"Could it be that Daoyou has seen something?"

Ning Jiwen couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"I don't know who the other person is, but I don't think it's a big deal. Otherwise, how can these indiscriminate ghosts be sacrificed?"

Su Yi had a hint of disdain in his eyes.

While they were talking, the female ghost in colorful clothes had already led them to the seat on the side of the dojo.

"Two Immortal Masters, please take a seat!"

Tao Qingshan invited Su Yi and Ning Xiwen to sit down one by one, and then sat down with Fuji Yong.

On the case, there are things such as wine, melons and fruits, all of which are strange things, not precious, but quite rare.

As time went on, more and more guests sat down, and there was a group of gloomy female ghosts playing suona, beating gongs and drums, playing a strange tune, like a mourning tune in the world.

"Tao Shanjun, it's been a long time. ”

Suddenly, a palace lady with a pale complexion and a burning pupil came over, holding a plate in her hand with bloodshot eyes.

"Mrs. Shanxiu, I didn't expect you to come too. ”

Tao Qingshan frowned.

"Wuhuan Shuijun held a Cave Heaven Festival, how could I not come to watch the ceremony. ”

The palace lady smiled and said, handing over the plate in her hand, "These are the eyeballs of six pairs of boys and girls, I just dug them out alive, they are not broken at all, the taste is extremely delicious, do you want to taste it?"

Tao Qingshan stiffened, as if he was afraid that Su Yi beside him would misunderstand, he slapped the case suddenly, and said sharply:

"Since Lao Tzu awakened his wisdom, he has never eaten such dirty blood food, but you deliberately brought it in front of me, what is your intention?"

The palace lady was stunned for a moment, and snorted coldly: "Tao Shanjun, I treat you warmly, it's okay if you don't appreciate it, and you still scold me like this, how rude." ”

As she spoke, as if deliberately provocative, she took out an eyeball and stuffed it into her scarlet mouth, chewing it gently, and a look of satisfaction and intoxication appeared on her face.

Then, she swept her eyes around, and said delicately: "Tao Shanjun actually said that this kind of delicacy is dirty blood food, do you think, is this a bit excessive?"

There was a commotion around, and many demons and ghosts came to see it.

"Tao Shanjun got the 'immortal guidance' and embarked on the road of cultivation, so he thought it was different from us. ”

Not far away, the bald-headed and blue-eyed Clam Thirteen sneered, "What's more, he still has the support of the Sea Swallowing King behind him, and he has long stopped treating us as fellow believers!"

Tao Qingshan's face sank, and he was keenly aware that there was no lack of ill intentions in the eyes cast around him.

"Immortals show the way......"

The palace lady muttered, her flame-like eyes glowing with different colors, "Tao Shanjun, since the immortal has shown you a path of cultivation, can you show me the way?"

The eyes of those who looked nearby also became hot and greedy.

Most of them had heard that Tao Shanjun had been taught by an immortal master and embarked on the path of cultivation in the true sense.

This is an irresistible temptation for these monsters and ghosts.

Who doesn't want to be a true practitioner?

"Don't worry, in my opinion, at tonight's Dongtian Fa Conference, with Tao Shanjun's mind and personality, he will definitely take out the cultivation method, let me wait and observe them one by one. ”

Not far away, the old man "Huang Shanjun", who became a weasel, smiled and spoke, and a pair of green eyes flickered.

"Really?"

"That's great. ”

"Haha, then I'll thank Tao Shanjun first. ”

There was a burst of laughter nearby.

This made Tao Qingshan's face extremely ugly, angry and annoyed, and he was just about to refute.

Seeing Su Yi shaking his head slightly, he said: "Pifu is not guilty of his crimes, they have already set their eyes on you, and it is futile to say more." ”

Tao Qingshan was silent for a while, and only said bitterly after half a sound, "It's also my fault for being careless, I was too happy at the beginning, and accidentally leaked the matter of the immortal master teaching me the cultivation method, so that I would provoke such an unwarranted disaster." ”

"No problem. Su Yi said with a flat expression.

He kept looking around, his expression was calm, and he didn't pay attention to those demons and monsters at all.

And Ning Xiwen realized that this Tao Qingshan had been "enlightened" by Su Yi!

"Tao Shanjun, who are these two friends, and why have they never met before?"

The palace lady who was standing not far away asked with a smile.

Tao Qingshan saw that the other party was not pleasing to the eye, and immediately slapped the table and said sharply: "What does it have to do with you, get out of Lao Tzu!"

There was silence in the commotion nearby, and many eyes looked at it.

The face of the lady in the palace costume was ugly and changeable.

At this moment, a loud laugh rang out in the audience:

"Tao Shanjun, your temper is getting bigger and bigger now, okay, everyone is my honored guest today, don't argue anymore. ”

The sound spread throughout the audience, and all eyes were drawn to it.

In the distance, a man wearing a silver python robe and a feather crown walked step by step to the black altar in the center of the dojo.

He was covered in black air, his pupils were scarlet and indifferent, and he stood at that moment, the evil qi was surging like a tide, and his power was extremely intimidating.

It is this Jiuqu City Lord "Wuhuan Water Monarch"!

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ps: Well, if there is no accident tomorrow, I will make up another five more~