Stone steles stand tall and towering, one after the other, as if there is no end. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Each stone tablet is engraved with handwriting, but it is a pity that the potholes are full of pits, and they have long been eroded by the years and are very blurred. The words that can be read occasionally cannot be recognized, because those words are simply too old, and they are frighteningly old.

In the center, a giant statue stands, and its three legs fall deep into the hard rock, stepping into a three-zhang square space. The cloud and thunder patterns on it are decorated with Watanabe, wrapping the mysterious carvings below, but most of them are covered by mottled rust.

A few primates in the ding stand upright, seemingly immortal, continuing to this day, exuding a barren atmosphere.

"The place of sacrifice?"

Qianjue muttered to himself.

Since it is a place of sacrifice, who will be the object of sacrifice?

He looked down at a high earthy yellow platform behind the giant ding. The platform was inconspicuous, like it was made of ordinary yellow mud, and it had also been peeled off by the power of time.

"That's ......"

Suddenly, Qianjue saw an object offered on the high platform, but it was not real, and he took a step forward and looked carefully, only seeing a little red.

But then, Qianjue's pupils shrank sharply and quickly retreated!

Just when he took a closer look at what it was, a red blood light smashed in, pouring infinite coldness, making him sweat all over his body, as if the moment he saw that thing, his soul was drained!

"Don't look!"

Seeing Qian Jue's reaction, the Sword Sect Ancestor immediately waved his sleeves and threw out a huge force, cutting off the line of sight between Qian Jue and the Yellow Clay High Platform.

Qianjue's face was pale, and it took a long time to come to his senses, and he was shocked in his heart.

It's full of weirdness! Especially the thing enshrined on the high platform is simply weird to the extreme. Of course, just a moment ago, he still saw that thing.

That's a piece of meat.

A piece of fresh meat.

Blood continued to seep out of it, and every drop of blood was like a netherworld, pouring out of infinite desolation, and then falling on the yellow mud platform and disappearing.

"The coercion in the depths of the Demon Refining Cave comes from it, right?" Qianjue asked in shock.

Although I didn't feel much oppression when approaching this object, the extremely cold aura was definitely it!

The Sword Sect Ancestor nodded, but warned Qianjue: "With your current cultivation, you can't look directly at him yet." It's so weird, I don't even know what it is, so you'd better not be tempted. ”

Even the Sword Sect Ancestor didn't know what this thing was!

Qianjue nodded.

It was extremely quiet, windless, silent, and the air seemed to freeze, not flowing, giving the illusion of deafness.

The Sword Sect Ancestor circled around the high platform, his brows furrowed, as if he sensed something unusual, and sighed. "I knew that this thing was unknown, but I had to sacrifice it."

"What's the use?" Qian Jue was curious: "Why is there such a place in the depths of the Demon Refining Cave?" ”

The Sword Sect Ancestor smiled helplessly, looked at the towering stone tablet of this heaven and earth, and said, "I don't know." ”

"Don't know?"

Thousands of eyebrows raised. He subconsciously suspected that the old guy must be holding back his bad and not telling himself, but looking at the other party's expression, it didn't look like he was lying.

Don't you really know?

"So, why do you want to sacrifice this object?"

Qianjue spoke again.

The Sword Sect Ancestor pondered for a moment, opened his mouth, but closed it obediently, as if the next word he was going to say was taboo, and he had to be cautious.

"Sacrifice can last long." The Sword Sect Ancestor finally spoke: "The strong oppression in the depths of the Demon Refining Cave is beyond the power of man, and it all comes from that object on the sacrificial platform. And that object will slowly fade over time. ”

Of course, the dilution that the Sword Sect Ancestor said was only relative to the object itself. And for ordinary people, a low-level monk like Qianjue almost died at a glance, and he was still an untouchable supreme existence.

"Therefore, only by continuing to sacrifice can we exert a strong oppression and deter the eternal."

Qian Jue naturally understood the cause and effect, and continued to ask the Sword Sect Ancestor: "With the help of the oppression of this object, the Demon Refining Cave naturally wants to deter something, what is it?" ”

To Qianjue's disappointment, the Sword Sect Ancestor shook his head, not knowing if he couldn't say it, or if he didn't know at all.

But judging by the other party's expression, the latter is more likely. Perhaps, he still didn't know why he was sacrificing.

Next, the Sword Sect Ancestor asked Qianjue to meditate and breathe here, while he himself took the little guy into the depths of the stele forest and disappeared.

The world was once again dead silent, so quiet that it was frightening.

Sink your mind and concentrate on your body. The runes in the Purple Mansion are condensed, traveling along the twelve Yuan veins, repeating the cycle, more and more. His strength is growing at a rate unimaginable to ordinary people.

Of course, there is also a stone that always presses on his heart: Immortal and martial double cultivation, what will happen?

According to the speculation of the Sword Sect Ancestor, it may not be a good thing that the Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation does not have abnormalities at the beginning, at least if there is an abnormality, it can be controlled. If it is as the cultivation is improved, the realm is increased, and then it is ominous, then it is dangerous.

"However, since there is nothing, there is no need to worry about it."

There is no fear in the heart, and the soldiers will block it. When he died on that battlefield, he didn't care about anything.

He stood up, very interested in the stone tablets, not knowing what age these ancient objects had been.

It's just that at this time, Lao Dao didn't know where to return, his face was full of exhaustion, and on his shoulder, in addition to the little guy, there was one more, it turned out to be the turtle!

Hardly any prelude, the Sword Sect Ancestor began to sacrifice.

The old man's right hand flipped over, and several jade bottles appeared out of thin air, and a few drops of blood full of rich aura flew out of it, and wisps of golden light bloomed in the blood red.

That was the price paid by the elder of the sect in Xiling to take advantage of the absence of the ancestor of the Sword Sect to break into the Sword Sect, and it was taken out by the ancestor of the Sword Sect at this moment.

The Sword Sect Ancestor's withered hands condensed a series of mystical trajectories, and jerky golden runes dotted the void, sucking those few drops of essence blood.

The Sword Sect Ancestor manipulated a few drops of essence blood and flew towards the high platform, and just after crossing the giant ding, the blood-red object on the high platform suddenly bloomed, and in a flash, it sucked those few drops of blood into it.

Then it turned into darkness.

"That piece of meat is still conscious?" A chill rose in Qianjue's heart.

Seeing this, the Sword Sect Ancestor frowned slightly, but he didn't make much of a move, but also took out a drop of essence blood from the little guy and the turtle, and hit the high platform again.

This time, the object shone again, sucking the two drops of blood away, but instead of retracting the light, it shone brightly!

Rumble!

In an instant, this piece of heaven and earth was shrouded in blood, and the thick smell of blood made people feel suffocated.

At the same time, the coolness was overwhelming, so that Qianjue couldn't help but shiver. Even if it's the breath of the Yin Soldier, it's just that, right?

At this time, the Sword Sect Ancestor sighed: "Sure enough, it's still a lot worse, but it's a pity that Xiao Qingling's girl hasn't reached the conditions for cultivation yet, so she can't come here." ”

Xiao Qingling?

Qianjue's heart moved, is there anything special about that girl?

Kindness? Qian Jue suddenly felt the gaze of the Sword Sect Ancestor turn to him.

it!

"Don't even think about it!"

Qian Jue immediately guessed what the Sword Sect Ancestor wanted to do, and his eyes suddenly widened: "I said old fellow, if you dare to sacrifice Lao Tzu's blood to that ghost ......"

Before the word "thing" could be finished, Qian Jue saw the Sword Sect Ancestor smile embarrassedly, and then beckoned to him.

Qian Jue froze suddenly, feeling that he couldn't control himself, the power in his body churned and roared, condensing a drop of blood, turning out from the center of his eyebrows, and flying towards the Sword Sect Ancestor.

"Boy, the old man will remember your favor."

The Sword Sect Ancestor smiled, but it looked so weird.

Nima! Is this old guy crazy?

But then, when Qianjue's blood was sucked away by that piece of meat, Qianjue's brain "boomed", and in front of him, in the infinite blood light, a very blurry picture appeared.

It was a battlefield that had been crippled, with smoke billowing out, shattered battle flags, corpses and rivers of blood. And in the mountain of flesh and blood, a tall skeleton is like a puppet that has lost its mind, shuttling through it, and in the skeleton of his right hand, he holds a ...... Meat.

It's this piece on the high platform!

The difference is that the flesh in the skeleton's hand seems to have life, expanding and shrinking in an instant.

Heart!

"It turns out that the piece of meat on the sacrificial platform is a heart." A thousand shocks. Obviously, the heart on the high platform is not complete and has lost its breath of life.

In the hands of the skeleton, however, is a complete heart full of infinite vitality!

"What the hell is this!"

Qianjue only felt his heart pounding, rising and falling as the skeleton moved, as if what the skeleton was holding in his hand was his own heart!

Uncanny.

It's so weird.

After a long time, the blood light disappeared, and the space fell silent again, and Qian Jue slowly regained his senses.

"What just happened?"

His heart was still beating fast, and he looked at the Sword Sect Ancestor, hoping to get an answer.

Seeing the drastic change in Qian Jue's face, the Sword Sect Ancestor wondered, "What did you see just now?" ”

"No, it just feels like the piece of meat on the high platform is eating my heart."

Qian Jue didn't tell the Sword Sect Ancestor what he saw, because until now, he couldn't tell what this old guy meant to him.

The Sword Sect Ancestor was a little disappointed, glanced at the objects on the high platform, looked at Qian Jue, and then looked at the two small things on his shoulder, and sighed heavily. "It's still too slow to grow."

Really!

Qianjue's heart moved, this old guy is really holding his fart! If his own cultivation is enough, and the strength of the little guy and the turtle is also extremely strong, wouldn't the essence and blood add up, wouldn't they be able to feed that heart?

And if that heart absorbs enough sperm blood...... What will happen?

Unthinkable!

It seems that in the future, we will be more cautious about this old immortal.