Time passed little by little, Qin Xue still couldn't get out of the pain, Ling Motang accompanied her for nearly an hour, and asked, "Are you there?" ”

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Ling Motang estimated that according to Qin Xue's sadness flowing into a river, it was estimated that she would be sad for several days, she stood up from the floor and pushed Qin Xue: "The time for the sacrifice is almost up, don't you go and prepare?" ”

Ling Motang is an outer disciple, and it is useless to sacrifice her, but Qin Xue is different, she is an inner disciple, according to the regulations of the Liuyun Sect, all inner disciples must participate in full gear, Qin Xue is going to be late, and she will definitely be made a big fuss by someone with a heart.

Qin Xue came back to her senses from "broken love" and immediately got up: "If you don't remind me that I have forgotten, I will change my clothes, will you go with me?" ”

Ling Motang nodded, such a mysterious thing, how can there be any reason not to go, she has always been so lively. It's just that according to her current identity, she can't stand with Qin Xue, she can only watch from afar.

Follow Qin Xue back to the room, Qin Xue was changing clothes behind the screen, Ling Motang was waiting outside, suddenly Qin Xue poked her head out from behind the screen and asked, "Do you think today's sacrifice will be successful?" ”

Why did Qin Xue ask so much? This made Ling Motang puzzled, and she immediately asked, "What do you mean by this?" ”

"Do you think, the altar suddenly caught fire the night before the sacrifice, and all the sacrificial texts were burned, don't you think that there is a providence in the underworld, this may be the meaning of the gods." Qin Xue walked out from behind the screen after getting dressed neatly, and said in Ling Motang's ear: "I heard from the disciples of the outer gate that the gods may be guilty of something. ”

Ling Motang only felt a chill down his spine for a while, these words were full of weirdness, and he always felt that the god in Qin Xue's mouth was a devil dressed in the bright skin of a god.

"I think it could be artificial." Ling Motang slowly spit out this sentence, this matter was strange from the beginning.

Qin Xueqing's blue style dress is very good-looking, it looks refined and refreshing, she changed the red dress and took off the heavy makeup, which looks beautiful and moving, and has a unique charm.

Qin Xue fastened the buckle around her waist, and then frowned: "Why do you say that?" ”

"It is impossible for a demon beast like the Fire Light Beast to appear on an immortal mountain like the Liuyun Sect, not to mention that the Central Plains Continent is a cold day now, and the Fire Light Beast is a demon beast with sanity, how can it be possible to inexplicably break into the Liuyun Sect and set fire?" Ling Motang estimated that it should be a person with a heart who wanted to disturb people's hearts and achieve his own goals.

Qin Xue's eyes lit up, and she immediately said, "I suspect that it was Su Zhuohua, because she didn't show up at all on the day of the fire." ”

Ling Motang didn't speak, although she had a bad impression of Su Zhuohua, but she couldn't make a conclusion without evidence, and only whispered to Qin Xue: "Don't say it if there is no evidence, if it spreads, I'm afraid it will be bloody again." ”

Qin Xue is an inner disciple, even if she is out of line, she has the protection of her master, but she Ling Motang has no backing, and she is struggling in Liuyun Sect, this kind of thing can be avoided, and it will naturally be avoided.

Qin Xue's expression was a little unnatural, and after looking at Ling Motang twice, Ling Motang looked at Qin Xue's strange expression and had a bad premonition in his heart.

People like her who don't really know about the Flowing Cloud Sect feel that the infestation of the Fire Light Beast is suspicious, not to mention the old foxes of the Flowing Cloud Sect, they are probably secretly investigating the driving force behind the scenes, not to mention it.

After Qin Xue was all ready, she and Qin Xue went to the altar together, Qin Xue stood solemnly near the altar, but Ling Motang was blocked outside the altar.

A few little Taoist children also looked in curiously, and Ling Motang found a high place to sit cross-legged, waiting for the arrival of Zishi.

The elders and the head of the sect had already set up and stood up, each with solemn expressions.

The cold moon hangs obliquely, white and cold like pig iron, the cold wind blows up the white yarn, swaying in the wind, how to look like the spirit flag that summons lonely souls and wild ghosts, especially the giant bronze tripod in the center of the altar, the big one can almost accommodate thousands of people at the same time, and the tripod body is carved with all kinds of strange runes, exuding a deep chill, which is not like sacrificing to the gods, but like collecting the remnants of the soul and anger between heaven and earth.

Ling Motang wrapped the cotton clothes on his body tightly, his hands shrunk into his sleeves, and he squinted his eyes to look in.

There was still a quarter of an hour left, and everyone was calm. Shen Yuan also came, and beside him stood the slender Mu Jinlan, she and Shen Yuan stood side by side like a pair of immortal couples, no one could be more suitable than Mu Jinlan to stand beside Shen Yuan, who was like a god.

The quicksand in the timer slowly flowed down, and when the time came, the white yarn that had been floating suddenly stood still, as if a boulder was hanging from below.

There is a wind veil that does not move, which is one of the weird points.

The head elder recited the sacrificial words loudly, as if singing and not singing, the voice was vicissitudes and sharp, was this really the tone of summoning the gods to descend? There is no sacredness, only gloom and horror.

All the Liuyun disciples stood around the giant tripod at the same time, and cut their index fingers with sharp daggers, and the bright blood droplets fell into the huge bronze tripod.

Sacrificing the blood of the living to heaven is the second strange point.

After doing this, everyone silently retreated, and at this moment, a dazzling fire rose from the huge ding, and the strange runes burned on the ding's body emitted golden light, transforming into a virtual and magnificent ancient divine beast.

The illusory shadows of those radiant divine beasts continued to revolve around the body of the tripod, and finally intertwined together and ascended to the highest end of the tripod, and the thing that hovered at the highest point was a golden ball......

The white yarn suddenly flew wildly, and the light burned silently through every word on it, and the white yarn with the fire flew to the sky like a Kong Ming lantern that was expected to have good wishes, turning into stars in the heavenly river.

The head of the sect held a sword and pasted a yellow talisman, and danced around the giant tripod, and in an instant, the golden ball hovering on the giant tripod shattered, just like the large-scale fireworks exhibition in later generations, and the light from the broken golden ball illuminated the entire gray and low night sky. In the air, there seemed to be gods and people singing and chanting to each other, and the sound seemed to come from ancient times, and the sound fell on people's hearts and became solemn and heavy.

The shrill chirping of the birds covered the ancient shouts, and then the roars of the beasts, the swords and soldiers, and the battle of the iron horses, made this silent night undulating.

Fierce beasts, mythical beasts, and gods hovered high in the sky, and they were entangled with dazzling light, as if they were fighting and celebrating.

What a spectacle this is, Ling Motang's eyes widened and he couldn't believe that this was a landscape that could be made by man.

But then Ling Motang figured it out, the world she was in shouldn't be explained by science, this was a mysterious continent with gods and ghosts, this was from below.

The sky was as bright as day, and all the light returned to the golden ball hovering on the giant ding, and the golden ball that absorbed more light slowly sank into the giant ding that condensed the blood of all the Liuyun disciples......

The smell of blood spreads wildly, and this is the third strange point.