Chapter 52: The Conjuring
When all the runes of the scripture culture were sprinkled into the large array, a puff of black smoke rose from the earth, and finally formed a humanoid shadow on the ground. Whenever the shadow is completely formed, a black energy will appear on the pages of the golden stone, and it will be poured into the shadow from afar.
"Sha, sha, sha!"
After the shadow absorbed enough energy, one by one the corpses broke through the ground, overlapped with the shadow, and after merging into one, they began to absorb the blood and water in the corridor.
This process proceeds very slowly.
Three days later, the amount of blood inhaled reached saturation, and the coincident body showed signs of life.
"Knock! knock!"
It's the sound of the heart beating.
In the first batch, there were twelve coincidental bodies.
The twelve coincident individuals had vital signs, but they still didn't open their eyes.
At this moment, the black light of the golden stone page flashed, and a ripple visible to the naked eye spread out in all directions.
The lonely soul led the direction, and there were three figures floating, which were the three commanders of the previous temporary alliance, Yuwen Wangtian, Liu Feng and Wan Zhengxiong.
Yuwen Wangtian was as domineering as ever, and Liu Feng had been promoted to the middle stage of the Purple Mansion Realm, and his strength was several times stronger.
Wan Zhengxiong, who lost an arm, has regrown a new arm. It's just that the look on his face is like a mournful woman, and it is not difficult to see that he has consumed a lot of family resources in order to recover his arm.
"Brother Liu, they have captured so many captives, is it really as evil as Brother Yuwen said?"
In this place of ghosts, Wan Zhengxiong felt a little uncomfortable all over his body, and looked for something to say from time to time.
Liu Feng looked up at the sky, and then said in a deep voice: "It's just that they are arresting monks, why do they still arrest mortals? You must know that the two add up to millions! What is the use of so many people? The only possible explanation is blood sacrifice!"
"Blood sacrifice?"
Although the cultivation realm is an abandoned place sealed by the formation, there are still many ancient books that have been handed down. Therefore, Wan Zhengxiong is naturally no stranger to the blood sacrifice.
"That's right!"
Liu Feng clasped his hands to his chest, observing the changes around him and in the sky from time to time.
"I heard the pavilion master say that in ancient times, someone created a formation, called the Sacrifice Heaven Great Array. This array needs to consume the blood of millions of living beings, wash and preserve the intact corpses, and then supplement the "Sutra of Death" to summon the souls that have not completely died, and use them to live the second life. ”
"Second life, Brother Liu is saying that this Heaven Sacrifice Great Array was created for the Immortal Realm?"
Wan Zhengxiong asked.
Liu Feng nodded, and then said, "Yes! At the beginning, it was indeed created for the immortal realm. The people who created the formation have experimented on many people, but unfortunately, none of them have succeeded. He was unwilling, and found a monk under the immortal realm, but it turned out that only a very small number of dying people in the Spirit Infant Realm had won hundreds of years of life from the sky. ”
Hearing this, Wan Zhengxiong was shocked in his heart, and he was full of yearning for the Heaven Sacrifice Array. His qualifications are not as good as those of other figures in the sect, and he can have the strength of the early stage of this Purple Mansion Realm, and he has exhausted his lifelong potential.
When the time limit comes, if he can use the Heaven Sacrifice Array to live for a few hundred more years, not to mention millions of corpses, even if he slaughters the world, he will not hesitate.
As soon as he saw Wan Zhengxiong's expression, Liu Feng knew that he was fighting the idea of the Heavenly Sacrifice Array, so he poured a basin of cold water and said: "Brother Wan, can you hear clearly?
The implication of these words is that without the cultivation of the Spirit Infant Realm, even if you get the Heaven Sacrifice Great Array, it is useless, it is better to cultivate honestly, maybe one day you will be able to become a high Spirit Monarch powerhouse!
Wan Zhengxiong is not a three-year-old child, how can he not hear Liu Feng's words? However, if there is only a glimmer of hope, he can't give up, right?
So, he continued to ask, "After becoming a Spirit Monarch, what are the chances of success in using the Heaven Sacrifice Great Array?"
Liu Feng glanced at Wan Zhengxiong, disdainful in his heart, and did not answer for a while.
At this moment, Yuwen Wangtian spoke: "Less than one in 100,000! Moreover, even if the Heaven Sacrifice Great Array is successful, if you want to live for a few hundred more years, you still need one thing!"
"What's that?"
"The Book of Corpses!"
In fact, after Li Sheng got the "Corpse Sutra", in order to promote to the Purple Mansion Realm, he did not hesitate to harm the sect and the descendants of the bloody blade, and did not fully understand the true role of the "Corpse Sutra". It is no exaggeration to say that he doesn't even know the origin of the "Book of Corpses".
When it came to "The Book of Corpses", Wan Zhengxiong became more and more shocked in his heart, and then figured out the key to some things.
At the beginning, when Li Sheng got the "Corpse Sutra", he once handed it to Uncle Taiyan. Uncle Tai didn't destroy it because it was an evil scripture, presumably because he knew something.
Later, Li Sheng brutalized his fellow sect and escaped from the Sword Sect, but the Sword Sect did not pour the power of the sect to eradicate such a sect rebellion, it should be to see how far a person who forcibly cultivated the "Corpse Sutra" in order to promote to the Purple Mansion Realm could go.
What a deep scheming!
For a long time, many people in the cultivation world have believed that the reason why the Ask Sword Sect can be as famous as the Taihang Sect and the Wind and Rain Pavilion, and it is called the two sects and one pavilion together with it, is because of the powerful sword path of the Ask Sword Sect.
Now it seems that this idea is too superficial! Ask the Sword Sect is not only powerful in the way of the sword, but also has unfathomable means!
Wan Zhengxiong wanted to ask something, but at this moment, a chanting voice came into the ears of the three people: "The fisherman is in the abyss, thinking of the water, the hungry is chasing the deer, the wings of the envy of the bird, my husband, the sun and the moon, the fierce warrior of the past, returning from the past!"
Although the voice was vague, with the forehead cultivation of the three people, they really heard every word clearly.
After the chanting sound drifted, the wandering ghosts around suddenly stopped, and all of them looked in the direction of the rest mound with dull eyes.
"Oh no!
Liu Feng drank in a hurry, turned his hand and took out a bronze measuring stick, aimed at the ghost in front of him, and killed.
"It's too late to explain! Come with us and slay these ghosts!"
Yuwen Wangtian also knew the seriousness of the matter at this time, and without his previous calmness, he followed Liu Feng and rushed into the ghost pile.
Wan Zhengxiong did not dare to slack off and also joined the battle.
After a few hours, the nearby ghosts were cleared by the trio. However, the Lonely Soul Territory is very large, and this is just an area.
Let's talk about the rest of the hill, after reciting the "Sutra of Death" for the second time, several ghosts floated in the direction of the lonely soul and attached to the reborn body.
After a few people breathed, the six coincident bodies opened their eyes, and they came back to life!
Six had just been resurrected, their heads blank, and a blood general took the opportunity to punch a memory into their minds.
Since then, they have only one memory, that is, they are soldiers of the Chopping Army, and they only serve the general alone.
The blood soldiers were instructed to settle the six slashing soldiers, and after the three blood generals discussed, one of them led five hundred blood soldiers to the direction of the lonely soul leader.
Of the twelve overlapping bodies, only half of them were resurrected, and eighty percent of them were orphaned souls.
Sure enough, as soon as I came to the Lonely Soul Territory, I saw Yuwen Wangtian, Liu Feng and Wan Zhengxiong who were on a killing spree.
"Destroy our plan, kill!"
The high-ranking blood general rushed to Yuwen Wangtian, and five hundred blood soldiers and blood commanders besieged Liu Feng and Wan Zhengxiong.
"Enemy attack!"
Yuwen Wangtian reminded him and fought with the blood general.
Liu Feng and Wan Zhengxiong are both in the Purple Mansion Realm, and it is not difficult to deal with this group of blood soldiers and blood commanders at all, it just takes a little more effort.
Soon, five hundred blood beads were pocketed by the two of them.
His subordinates were killed, and the high-level blood general had no expression on his face, just pestering Yuwen Wangtian like this.
After fighting for a long time, Yuwen Wangtian reacted and yelled at the two: "He's stalling for time! I'll pester him, you guys go hunt down the ghosts!"
Yuwen Wangtian and the high-level blood generals cultivated to the same level, and the two were not worried, so they began to continue hunting ghosts according to their words.
A few hours later, another area was swept away.
The high-level blood general who was fighting with Yuwen Wangtian was anxious and sent out a message for help.
Not long after, another high-level blood general arrived and caught up with Liu Feng and Wan Zhengxiong, who were fighting.
Liu Feng's cultivation is more than Wan Zhengxiong, and he first sensed the danger.
"Brother Wan, be careful!"
"What..."
Wan Zhengxiong was excited, and when he heard Liu Feng's reminder, he just wanted to ask what to be careful about, but he was gouged out of his heart by a high-ranking blood general.
Liu Feng saw that the situation was not good, and he couldn't take care of it, so he ran away.
I have to say that in addition to being good at finding out news, the disciples of Wind and Rain Pavilion are best at running away.
Within a few breaths, Liu Feng ran away.
After eating Wan Zhengxiong's heart, he lost the trace of Liu Feng, and the blood general did not chase it, but walked towards the location where Yuwen Wangtian was.
is also the peak cultivation of the Purple Mansion Realm, Yuwen Wangtian quickly sensed the arrival of the second blood general, and at the same time, the ending of Liu Feng and Wan Zhengxiong may not be too good.
He immediately stopped fighting, quickly got rid of his opponent, and withdrew from the Lonely Soul Realm.
Thousands of miles away in the lofty mountains, there is a thousands of meters high snow mountain, called Taihang Snow Mountain.
It's a magical place, with verdant greenery at the foot of the mountain and birds singing at the foot of the mountain, and snow-capped peaks with freezing temperatures.
At the top of the snow-capped mountain, there stands a white tower, towering into the sky. Around the mountainside, surrounded by ancient palaces, it looks quite immortal in the misty clouds.
This is where the mountain gate of the Taihang Sect in the two sects and one pavilion is located.
The history of the Taihang Sect is not very long, it was established at the end of the refining period more than 20,000 years ago.
Chen Taihang, the patriarch of Taihang, had practiced on the snow mountain for decades, and later founded a sect here, and named the snow mountain Taihang Snow Mountain according to his name.
In the depths of the ancient hall, in a courtyard, an old man in white was playing the piano on the pavilion. Around the corridor, there were some white-clothed disciples standing in turn.
On the chest of their clothes, there is a small tower, which is the disciple uniform of the Taihang Sect.
Before the sound of the piano fell, a disciple of the Mortal Realm hurriedly ran into the courtyard, and saw that the old man was stroking the qin, and wanted to speak, but he stopped abruptly and stood not far from the pavilion and waited.