Before going down the mountain, I had two ideas, one was to worship the spirit, and the other was to sacrifice to the spirit. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Feng Ling: I had wanted to find help from Qing Luo and Elder Qiu He, but now I can't do it.

As for the sacrificial spirit, the sacrificial spirit array of Xingyanzi, I don't know that method, and the rare materials required are not something I can get my hands on, so I can only come here to find the most extreme method.

It is not easy to attain the Tao in the world, once they attain the Dao, their fame will almost reach the sky in one step, they have immortality, they have strong cultivation, they are not easy to get sick, they are not easy to be frustrated, and they are not easy to suffer.

But in the end, it is not easy to be a blessing or a curse, such as a pure sect Taoist, such as the old man of Huguang, such as the Sect Master of Fuyun and Elder Zaiyang.

If those people unfortunately pass away, even if there are no bones left and their souls are scattered, they will have the best funeral and sacrifice array.

These sacrificial arrays are not said to be eternal, but they are enough to survive for a hundred years and a thousand years.

I don't know how to sacrifice spirits, but I know how to sacrifice ghosts.

It is said to be a sacrifice to ghosts, but in fact, it is a ghost refining.

The soul of the soul, the soul of the soul.

Right now, sacrificing the array and refining the ghosts, not only using the array technique to serve my living beings, but also stripping my body with the snatching of the soul, is very extreme, but it is my last method.

"Who's buried here?" I asked.

The female elder was silent for a moment and shook her head: "I don't know." ”

"How many people?"

She raised the small bead in her hand slightly, sealed her left hand, and used the pearl light to hit a light array towards the tall stone tablet under the mountain wall in the distance.

The light array collided on the stele, exploding the green light and illuminating the rubbing words on the stele.

It was too far away for me to see clearly, so she counted it and said, "Eighty-three." ”

"It's a little bit." I whispered.

She looked back at me, her eyebrows slightly raised in confusion.

I took a few steps in the direction of the stele with the Seven Stars Cup, knelt down on both knees, put down the Seven Star Cup, and bowed solemnly, bowing and kowtowing.

She paused, came with me, and knelt down as well.

The snow particles gradually drifted in, and the icy wind from the northwest quickly swept through.

I bowed my head and looked up at the stele.

I don't know who is buried, I don't know why I died, and I also understand that if the identity of these masters happens, once something happens, it is very likely that the soul will be scattered.

But I still hope, I still hope that in this darkness, someone can help me help me and fulfill a long-cherished wish before I die.

Even though as a wizard, I know it's ridiculous.

I stood up and looked at the big bird behind us, "Can it lend me one?" ”

This time she didn't ask anything more, and nodded: "Okay." ”

She motioned to the big bird, and the big bird flew over, she raised her hand and stroked the big bird's neck, and whispered a few words, and the big bird leaned sideways and bowed next to me.

I walked over and raised my hand to stroke its neck like an elder: "I'm going to work hard for you." ”

It nodded slightly.

With some difficulty, I climbed onto its back, sat sideways, and pointed to the west: "Go there." ”

It got up and flew away, and when it was near, I said, "Stop twenty feet away, don't land." ”

It obediently did so and stopped in the air.

I hugged the bird and looked down.

The topography of the square, the square circle, the high platform of the sacrificial array, the offerings, and finally found the hidden sacrificial array lead.

The entire sacrificial array is more than thirteen zhang wide, not in the formations I know, but the technique is not unfamiliar, and the array is similar to the Yang Xing and Xing Dignified Array that I am familiar with.

After looking at it for a while, I asked the big bird to go back, and the elder stepped forward: "Young Lady Yang." ”

I looked at the stone bridge where we passed, and the snow particles turned into wind and snow, blowing long, and the flags on both sides were fluttering, which was very ghostly.

I stretched out my finger and asked, "Can the elder chisel through there?" ”

She followed my finger and said, "Where?" ”

I said, "That row of white stones, a whole row." ”

She frowned: "What's the difference between this and ruining the tomb?" What are you doing? ”

I was about to speak, but I looked at the canopy with some feeling, and my heart tightened: "There is no time, Elder." ”

Several large black figures leaped down from the cliff, their figures hidden in darkness, and sometimes lit up by the firelight.

My vision was blurry and I couldn't recognize it clearly, but the elder beside me was visibly panicked: "Wolf soldier! ”

"Elder." I hurriedly said, "Let's chisel quickly!" ”

"But ......"

"You'll know when you chisel it, hurry up!"

She paused, raised her hand and condensed the long sword, the sword move was like electricity, and the light was around.

She flew up and rushed towards the stone bridges, and several fierce formations smashed to the ground, lifting up the large boulders on the ground, and slamming into the direction of the river one by one, flying sand and rocks.

The water surface stirred up high waves, splashing in all directions, she turned back, put away her sword and stood: "Okay." ”

I made the big bird fly away, and the pungent smell rushed to my face.

A long canal appeared along the edge of the river, and the black water in the canal was churning and stenching because of the agitation.

The boulders on both sides of the long canal were torn alive, as if there was an abscess-covered wound on the intact skin.

"What are these?" The female elder asked with some shock.

"Soil oil slurry to prevent any ghosts and demons from growing in the cemetery on the other side, disturbing the sacred purity here." After a pause, I added, "They're so pathetic. ”

The female elder looked up, and I couldn't see her expression.

I raised my hand and stroked the big bird, and whispered, "Bird, can you help me with something?" ”

It didn't make a sound, it was in the air, and it flapped its wings all the time.

"Wait, no matter what happens, protect my body, if I am still alive, you will take my body back to the snow-capped mountain that picked me up today. If I die, you take my body to Elder Qiuhe and ask her to smash me to pieces with the Eight Transformations of Blazing Thoughts, and sprinkle my flesh and blood where they want to seal the catastrophe, please. ”

It remained silent and unresponsive.

I looked up at the wolves who had fallen into the nearby mountains and began to frantically search for our wolf soldiers.

No time.

I narrowed my eyes and looked back at the sacrificial array in the square.

Stretching out his right arm towards the river, he gently tapped his ring finger and drew his spirit on the pond with the mark of the vermilion flower.

It's the last time, so let's have fun if you can.

The spiritual breath is not strong, slowly condensed at my fingertips, and rolled into a ball.

I whispered that the heavens were over, and the spiritual breath in my hands gradually gathered, and I sealed my hands, and rushed all the spiritual energy towards the sacrificial array in the square.

A circle of rings with a high platform as the axis, spread out in all directions, and condensed on the ground into a long sacrificial light array, on which the purple smoke was ethereal, like smoke clouds and water vapor.

The elder rebuked angrily and flew his sword towards my right.

Immediately, a rough and low roar sounded in the air, from far and near, as thick as a muffled thunder and a lake.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the black shadow of the wolf warrior rushing in the distance, I frowned, and the spiritual thread in my hand was tightly entangled, not daring to relax.

The aura gathered and floated, and after a long time, I gathered the true qi around my body again, gritted my teeth and rushed again.

The big bird suddenly flew up, leaning sideways towards the south.

A war wolf pounced on the air where we had just stopped, and after landing on the ground, it looked back quickly, looking at it with a fierce look.

I quickly withdrew my gaze, not daring to be distracted any longer, and looked at the sacrificial array with full attention.

The big bird flew up again, dodging the simultaneous attacks of the two wolf warriors.

After a wolf pounced in the air, it raised its head and let out a long howl, attracting more and more companions.

The Elder flew in to help us fight off the Wolves.

I tried to hold myself on the big bird, which dodged the wolves around the high platform on all sides, and my ears were only filled with the sound of the wind and snow, and my eyes were almost blind.

The spiritual breath on the sacrificial array has never changed, like an immortal pool, I was angry and withdrew my hand, and took the initiative to abandon the spiritual line.

The light that had finally condensed on the array was gradually dissipating.

I formed the seal of the vermilion flower, used all my strength to absorb the spiritual breath, and then, like a charged blow, gritted my teeth and rushed the spiritual energy back towards the sacrificial array.

The long light is dazzling, and the ups and downs of the spiritual breath on the array finally return to tranquility, attached to the sacrificial array, with the fine lines flowing in the array, the color gradually brightens, purple and nearly blue.

I wiped the blood from my nose and mouth and propped myself up on the bird's back.

It wasn't a difficult sacrificial array in the first place, but now it's so laborious to even make a sacrificial array.

I turned around and looked at the soil and oil slurry in the long canal, a little scared and a little expectant.

This is the only way to give my life.

The big bird was still hiding from the wolves, and I wiped my nosebleed again and looked at the elder.

"Elder!" I shouted.

She split a wolf and looked back: "Mrs. Yang, you!" ”

"Put those dirt oil slurry into the formation, and don't stop no matter what happens!"

She raised her sword again and swung away the wolf, shouting, "Good! ”

She swirled around with her sword, and with a wave of her long light, she slashed against the ground.

The earth oil slurry in the canal stirred up several feet in an instant, and she condensed and gathered them into a trap formation, rushing towards the sacrificial array like a black dragon.

The oil slurry slammed into the sacrificial array, pouring an even more pungent stench and hot steam.

"Birds," I said, "please." ”

It still doesn't respond.

I didn't say anything more, let go of it and jumped down.

If it doesn't help, is it a pity?

It's a pity.

But are there fewer regrets in this life?

Nothing.

My body fell heavily into the soil and oil slurry, and the sharp pain penetrated into my skin with the spiritual breath of the array, like countless dense poisonous insects biting me wildly, painful, itchy and spicy.

At this time, there was an angry shout in my ears, I wiped the stains on my face and turned back, and several war wolves jumped into the formation with me, and they jumped in pain by the formation.

I scrambled myself up and ran to the high platform where the Sacrificial Circle's spiritual breath was strongest, and they chased after me.

The sight was really poor in the black smoke, and I stumbled up to the high platform, and a wolf suddenly pounced from the right front.

I didn't dodge, I rushed to the high platform with all my strength, and quickly chanted the Flowing Moon Refining Ghost Trick in my heart.

The high platform was full of light, and I stepped up dozens of high steps and rushed in.

My eyes were as open as blind, and the sky was filled with hot white light, and I fell to the ground, my body as if to be torn apart, and my limbs were like pins and needles.

My fingers were embedded in the cracks in the stones, almost scratching the stones, and I tried to endure the pain all over my body, repeating the Flowing Moon Refining Ghost Technique.

"The mourning arc is temporary, the submersion is reversed, the line is long, and the soul is gone. Summoning the moon back to the clouds, leading the division to the fire, tasting blood with thin bones, and being ruined. Those who go, those who stay, those who leave, the two worlds. ”

As if I was in dire straits, the pain became more and more intense, and my fingers began to twitch uncontrollably.

I burst into tears, and I kept reciting the secret of refining ghosts.

The wolf that chased me into the light screamed and rolled on the ground, gradually dying of strength.

I'm still struggling, either I'm going to die alive or I'm going to die and come back to life!

The pain was like a tumbling snowball, gradually getting bigger, and the light array was also in full bloom to the extreme, but those wolf warriors kept coming without knowing whether they were alive or dead.

I don't know who is biting my legs, and they try to drag me out, but what kind of pain I suffer, they are the same, maybe even worse, after all, it's dirt and oil.

I clung to the crack in the stone, holding my breath as I chanted the incantation faster and faster.

It was like a spark bursting through my body, and I couldn't contain the pain anymore, and I looked up and screamed in pain.

A huge aura rushed out from all around itself, and another strong light rushed straight into the sky, standing like a pillar of light in an instant. (To be continued.) )