Underground ruins, Yi Zhi led people to carefully search this sacred place of Mother Earth Goddess.

On the walls on both sides, Zhao Zhiwen saw many records about prehistoric civilizations.

"A thousand years ago, the battle of Mother Earth. These frescoes are all recorded before the previous generation, and are traces of the previous generation of humans. ”

On the fresco, a group of blue-skinned barbarians kneel down to the altar. On the altar, a six-armed woman with fangs stands. She was clutching the corpse in one hand and the head in the other, gulping for blood. The other four arms hold spears, bows and arrows, and other weapons.

Staring at the picture, Zhao Zhiwen suddenly felt that the painting seemed to come to life, and the woman with a bold demeanor was turning her head to look at herself.

Wrong!

Zhao Zhiwen didn't think about it, a green cloud erupted above his head, and in the clouds and mist, a statue of the immortal family wearing a feather robe and holding a wishful hand rose up.

This primordial god is the foundation of his cultivation. The innate yin and yang divine wind followed, turning into a double dragon and stepping on the feet of the immortals.

Whew......

Bursts of divine wind formed a barrier, cutting off the sight of women and Zhao Zhiwen. The woman turned back again, continuing to drink the blood from her skull.

"Is it a spirit, a shadow ghost, or an illusion?"

Zhao Zhiwen's movement on this side attracted Yi Zhi's attention.

"Be careful, this mural contains the will of the gods. That goddess is supposed to be the embodiment of the Earth Mother sacrificed by humans in the previous generation. ”

In the sacrifice of this group of barbarians, the Earth Mother is a female god of war with great martial power.

Yi Zhi carefully observed the murals on both sides, and suddenly his face changed: "Bone wall?" The witch staff lightly tapped at the blank space of the mural, and the murals on the wall suddenly disappeared, replaced by white bones built into the wall.

When the accompanying witches saw this scene, they all showed shock.

"Yigong, this-"

These were supposed to be the faithful who were built into the walls when the temple was built. Of course, it could also be slaves?" Yi Zhi muttered, "From Tumu's case, it seems that the slavery system of the natives is not even a few hundred years old, and the previous generation of humans may not even have slavery?"

Human sacrifice was prevalent in the Shang Dynasty, and people like Yi Zhi and Nu Hao both had in-depth research on witchcraft. This kind of thing is taken for granted, but other witches come from the Han Dynasty and are very resistant to human sacrifice due to the influence of the ancestors' culture.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound from the bones buried in the wall, and the movements of several white bones changed.

"Everyone be careful, it's the corpse spirited!" a wizard from the Wu Min clan said vigilantly, "Although these white bones are the foundation of the temple, they are also the 'guardians' chosen by the temple. ”

Now that he is disturbed by Yi Zhi, all the white bones have awakened, and he wants to vent his resentment on everyone.

"Don't worry, they won't wake up. Yi Zhi waved his wand again, and a streamer of light swept through the end of the wand, and black symbols emerged from his feet, forming a special witch god realm to engulf these white bones.

"It just so happens that these bones can be turned into my witch ghost soldiers. ”

The black symbols are strange and mysterious, and each symbol has the power of the Heavenly Seal of the Emperor Shi, and it is the crystallization of the witchcraft that Yi Zhi comprehended from the Spirit Palace.

The other shaman, standing to the right of Yi Zhi, looked awed and excited. He still remembered how Yi Zhi had learned all the witchcraft in the Spirit Palace.

That's right!

Yi Zhi was ordered by Ji Le to run the affairs of the Yongle Palace, and he was very busy all day, only going to Taibu one evening to borrow the key to the study. Then by himself, he learned all the witchcraft of the Spirit Palace, big and small, overnight. And with the help of witchcraft, he successfully condensed his own demigod realm.

In Ji Le's words, Yi Zhi's future direction is the god of witchcraft. Not only the witchcraft system of the Xia Kingdom, but even the spell system of Tumu and Duoya, Yi Zhi also dabbled in it with the divinity of the witch god.

His current demigod progress is a cut above that of the Shi Huang clan. has already referred to the experience of the gods left by Qu Yuan, and tried to condense his own Vientiane Godhead.

The witch symbols converged inward, forming an illusory crystallization of godhead in the center of Yi Zhi's eyebrows. When the crystallization materializes and truly understands the truth of all things in the world, Yi Zhi can step into the path of the gods.

In the realm of witchcraft, the white bones are devoured by black qi one by one and transformed into a puppet in the realm of witchcraft.

"Go!" Yi Zhi drove the white bones, letting the puppets explore the way in front, and everyone slowly followed behind.

"Yigong is worthy of the god of witchcraft. With this means, it seems that Yigong can come alone. Zhao Zhiwen saw Yi Zhi's witchcraft power, completely relieved his heart, and walked aside to follow with peace of mind.

As he walked, Yi Zhi held a witch wand and constantly explained the essence of witchcraft to the witches around him.

"The foundation of witchcraft lies in sacrifice and worship of the gods. ”

"We will prepare sacrifices and worship them to the gods and ghosts. ”

"Even if the unconscious mountains and rivers are natural, under our sacrifices, we can forcibly shape the 'godhead' and temporarily seal the heavens and the earth as gods, so as to use the method of sacrifice and borrow the power of mountains and rivers. ”

Listening to Yi Zhi's words, Zhao Zhiwen's heart moved: "Yi Gong's witchcraft borrowing method is somewhat similar to our immortal art. It's just that our original intention and concept lies in the 'imperial envoy', which is based on mana and leads the heavens and the earth for our own use. It is a method of four or two thousand pounds. The witch way is to use the art of sacrifice and trading to temporarily build a 'god altar' to complete the transaction between itself and heaven and earth, gods, and yin ghosts. ”

......

"Did you mean to tell me?"

Ji Le was sitting on the couch, sensing the situation of the underground ruins.

As the embodiment of the country, his will is the fortune of the country. Under Ji Le's arrangement, the Spirit Palace will be transferred to the Immortal Dao in the future and become the origin of the Immortal Dao.

But as a great wizard, Yi Zhi is unwilling to completely destroy the "witch". It is true that immortals are born from witches, but in the end the concept is different.

Witches, attach importance to sacrifices. Immortals, on the other hand, were more inclined to ask for immortality.

Yi Zhi taught these witches, and he was also showing it to Ji Le openly and secretly.

Wudao also has the potential to develop, and it can form another major system that is completely different from the Immortal Dao.

Ji Le placed the magic lamp in front of him, and his fingers poked the candlelight of the wick from time to time: "Well, since you have this idea, I'll give you a chance." ”

With a flick of his fingers, a flash of fire sank into the dungeon, passing the message to Yi Zhi.

Yi Zhi thought for a moment, and the wand slashed lightly at the ground. Black runes quickly emerged from the realm, forming a makeshift altar around them. And the object of his sacrifice is not the earth mother enshrined in the underground palace, but the underground palace itself.

That's right, the ruins of the underground palace are unconscious, and they have been shattered for thousands of years. However, Yi Zhi regarded the underground palace as a "god", and sacrificed the dependents and witches who had just been recruited.

To put it mildly, create a temporary godhead for the dungeon. The entire underground palace seemed to come to life, swallowing all the witch people and Yin soldiers around Yi Zhi.

"This ......"

The underground palace rumbled and swayed, and the Yongdao was like the blood vessels in the body of the "underground palace", and a cold divine power circulated throughout the ruins.

"It's kind of interesting. Ji Le could sense that the entire underground palace did not really shape his own divine soul consciousness, but at this moment, he was shaped into a temporary god by Yi Zhi with the "method of séance and sacrifice". Then, with the help of the sacrificial trade, the gods are forced to work for themselves.

"I originally thought that the Spirit Palace Witch was just a bridge between humans and gods, and it was a dependent who knelt in front of the gods. But looking at Yigong's approach, the Wiccan Cult may really have potential. ”

Canonize the gods of heaven and earth with the god of witchcraft!

Looking at Yi Zhi's decision, Ji Le's idea of leaning towards the Immortal Dao was a little shaken.

Zhao Zhiwen stood beside Yi Zhi and felt the deepest.

"This method did not exist in the Spirit Palace at all in the past. Could it be that this is the sorcery concept of the native Yin Shang......? It's not impossible. Yin Shang likes to worship ancestral spirits as gods and deify human spirits. Perhaps, this is where Yi Gong's magic comes from?"

Suddenly, Zhao Zhiwen caught a glimpse of the corner of the wall, and a strange snake shadow appeared in the blur.

He steadied himself in the swaying of the corridor, and when he looked again, the snake shadow disappeared again, as if it was his own hallucination.

"Mother Earth worships snake culture, is there any trap? Or is it the incarnation of the god of the underground palace?"

Zheng Zongbao spoke at this moment: "Yigong, you have sealed the dungeon as a god, can you let us quickly find the entrance to enter the core of the dungeon?"

"Enter the core of the dungeon?" Yi Zhi suddenly laughed, his scepter tapped slightly, and the old god was saying, "Why walk? I'll just teleport in." ”

The god of the dungeon was under his control at this moment, and with the movement of the scepter, everyone appeared directly in the temple at the core of the dungeon.

In the center of the temple, there stands a six-armed goddess. In front of the statue of the deity, there is a stone box that has long been opened.

"Empty?"

Not to mention that Yi Zhi and the others were surprised, even the three great national spirits who were secretly snooping were stunned.

Yi Zhi and the others may suspect that the other two people took it one step ahead of time. But the Three Great Spirits clearly sensed that the contents of the treasure box were not in the hands of the other two parties.

Luo Mu: "It's someone else, but someone else can catch up with us, and it's also a national spirit? No, no, it's not like a national spirit." Tumu: They shouldn't have noticed this, right?"

"Not our kind, not Mother Earth...... Then it can only be a god!" Ji Le's face was pale, and he got up and stood up, ready to summon Yi Zhi and the others back.

If the gods had come here a long time ago, then the "Fire Mountain" would have already fallen into the hands of the Heavenly King! In the future, the battle for the power of the earth will be another annoying guy.

......

Suddenly, Huo Quai's spirit flickered, and the vision in front of him changed suddenly. Countless fragments of light and shadow flew quickly in front of his eyes, forming a new piece of time.

It was when Ji Le walked out of the camp to welcome Yi Zhi and the others back, when an arrow suddenly shot from the sky.

"Enemy attack?" Huo Quai's heart was shaken, and he passively recovered from the state of "super prediction". At this moment, I saw Ji Leshi Shiran standing up: "Since the artifact has been taken away, then we are busy in vain." ”

He got up and walked out, ready to pick up Yi Zhi and his group.

Thinking of the picture he had just seen, Huo Quzhi's face changed greatly: "Ji Le, wait-"

"Huh?" Ji Le stretched out his hand to open the door curtain and turned his head to look at Huo Quzhi: "What's wrong?"

Perhaps, it was just a moment of fatigue, or maybe it was a fantasy?

Huo Quzhi pursed his lips and looked serious: "Forget it." You stay in the tent, and I'll go—" Just then, he saw golden arrows from the sky.

"Ji Le, be careful!"

Boom—the crimson flames scattered all around, engulfing the entire tent.