Shi Yi walked in the noisy crowd, playing with the black stone in his hand.

Shi Yi's original purpose was this stone, but in the stall, if he only bought a black stone, it would inevitably make people a little suspicious.

Shi Yi once read in ancient books that people in the primeval period would often seal them with ink and stone in order to preserve some precious things, but now it is rarely seen.

And he just observed with his heavy pupils, and found that there were many golden lines on the surface of the stone, and there was a faint treasure light flashing inside, so he dared to draw conclusions.

After a while, the square was noisy: the silver-white moonlight was faintly sprinkled, and the priest in the center began to swallow the moonlight, which looked quite strange.

The crowd around them looked at the worship spirits even more eagerly.

The starlight in the sky became more and more bright, and the three crystal flowers had a terrifying aura, and the purple embellishments above were faintly shining;

The misty flower heart faintly emitted the sound of the avenue, as if it could resonate with the heavens and hear the chanting of the gods and Buddhas.

The dots of bright white light emanated from the body of the priest and blended into the bodies of the people around them, but there were more people and fewer people.

Everyone felt the fusion of the light, and they were intoxicated, as if they were listening to the mantra of the Great Dao, and the obscure parts of the treasure art they had learned in their daily lives began to become simple and easy to understand.

Most ordinary people choose to integrate with five or six points of light, and some Tianjiao only have a dozen points of light at most.

However, the light spots around Shi Yi's body were dense and extremely bright, making the local people stunned and unbelievable.

However, Shi Yi's heavy pupils were slightly glowing with runic light, and he actually excluded all these dense points of light from his body.

Shi Yi frowned slightly, and looked at the extremely strange sacrificial spirit bathed in the moonlight and starlight in the square, and a very bad feeling came to his face.

At this time, the moonlight and the starlight converged in the sacrificial spirit, and gradually lingered on the bud that had not yet bloomed, and these buds trembled slightly, and the petals slowly stretched.

The moment the flowers bloomed, it was as if they were dreaming of reincarnation, as if there were creatures whispering in Shi Yi's ear, telling that everything in the world was vain, tempting people to indulge in it, and to be compatible with the Great Dao.

Something is wrong, something is so wrong. Shi Yi's hairs stood up slightly, and the bad premonition became more and more intense, but the expressions of the people around him became more and more intoxicated, as if they were indulging in it and couldn't extricate themselves.

Shi Yi opened his heavy pupils and looked at the surrounding crowd and sacrifice spirits, but this look couldn't help but make his scalp tingle.

The expressions of the surrounding crowd gradually became pious and fiery, and they actually bowed down to the priest spirit in the middle.

In the cool moonlight, a transparent light spread out from everyone's head, this light was large and small, but in the end it all converged on the body of the priest.

And the moonstar vine in the moonlight, where there is still a little miraculous: black black lines spread in its vine, and four scarlet flowers bloom on the vine;

In its core is a dense circle of sharp teeth, greedily swallowing the transparent light beams coming from the heads of the crowd, which is extremely eerie and terrifying.

Shi Yi was a little frightened, and recognized that it was not the Moon Star Vine, it was clearly the Fortune Snatching Vine! It was also a kind of devil vine that was judged to be extinct in the legend and could devour luck.

Legend has it that this devil vine once multiplied in a heyday and devoured the luck of a heyday dynasty.

Because this kind of vine is so fearful, that back then, many masters jointly cut down this kind of vine to the roots.

Shi Yi couldn't help but wonder: How many years has this vine lived here as a sacrificial spirit, and how much luck has it devoured?

Thinking of this, Shi Yi only felt a chill rush to the back of his head.