"The code of the Yuanxin Sect ....." Lin Sheng was upset.

In the large number of memories he absorbed, as well as in the introduction of the Soul Castle to the cult, there was an introduction to the so-called Yuanxin Sect.

Not because they're strong enough, but because the sect is cruel enough. He has caused extremely bloody tragedies many times.

"Circle Heart Sect, isn't it?" said Melissa, startled.

"That's right, I've seen this symbol no less than ten times. No memory is wrong. Lin Sheng nodded.

"But the Destiny Treasure is here, and it's normal to attract these terrorists over. "He didn't remove the hidden symbol.

"Let's go. Moving on, Lin Sheng saw the symbols of the Yuanxin Sect several times one after another, and met the wild eaters a few times, all of which he solved.

Fortunately, there were no follow-up incidents.

Back at the defense station, Lin Sheng carefully conveyed what he had encountered today to the messengers stationed here.

After that, it was not in his hands.

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Late at night.

Lin Sheng stood by the pit where the corpses were stacked, looking down.

There were a lot of wild eater corpses in the pit.

"Captain, these corpses on.... Did you find anything?" Melissa asked in a low voice.

"No .....," Lin Sheng shook his head.

"Nothing is a problem. You go to sleep first. I finally looked around. He stood in front of the pit and whispered.

Melissa and the other team members answered, making sure there was nothing wrong with them, before they turned to leave.

The weather outside was gloomy, with occasional thunder, but the pergola where the corpses were stacked was filled with a faint smell of blood, and there was a dead silence.

Lin Sheng stood alone in front of the earthen pit, turned sideways, and watched the lights in the villa behind him slowly go out.

Until all the lights are completely dimmed, and only natural moonlight is left around.

He snapped his fingers lightly.

A cloud of black smoke emerged, and the Dungeon Soldier appeared in front of him, carrying the ritual plastic paper he had used, as well as a material backpack.

Lin Sheng's face did not move, he took the ceremonial plastic paper, unfolded it and quickly spread it on the ground.

Then he took the backpack and controlled the Dungeon Soldiers to go around to keep guard.

"These flesh and blood, it's almost okay...."

He had been learning the language of evil spirits for a long time, and before absorbing the memories of many researchers in the institute, he still had some doubts about opening the ritual formation research. Don't dare to try to modify it at will.

He was worried that if he was not careful, something would go wrong, causing a riot and chaos in the ritual formation.

But after really absorbing the memories of the institute, especially after the project research that got the energy communion point.

He inexplicably recalled a ritual he had used in the first place—the ritual of sacrificing spirits.

There is no evil power, no holy power, no bloodline.

At that time, he had nothing, only a hot blood, and rushed in as an ordinary person.

Reckless, young, fearless.

Luckily, I was lucky. Nothing went wrong.

Looking back now, Lin Sheng checked and interpreted the spirit sacrifice ritual again, on the basis of being able to understand most of the evil spirit language.

He roughly understood the fundamentals of the ritual.

Ritual of Sacrifice to the Spirit, a pure, special circle that even activates energy is supported by the opposite evil spirit.

The threshold for presiding over the ceremony is so low that it is simply unimaginable. Almost as long as it is a person, as long as there is a sacrifice, and the initiation language is known, anyone can activate such a formation.

"Now it seems.... It was a really good time of luck. Ritual rituals have a high success rate, but they are even more dangerous. ”

Lin Sheng quickly rearranged the basic elements of the ritual of sacrificing the spirit.

The key point of the ritual formation lies in the elements, the formation, and the language.

He now understood the elements and patterns, and he understood most of the language. It was easy to change this basic formation.

Therefore, after arranging the formation ceremony, Lin Sheng looked at the evil spirit words on the plastic paper of the ceremony, thought about it, took out a charcoal pen, and carefully modified it on it.

'Three adults have a total body blood volume, a standard bottle of deer blood, and a standard unit of sequoia wood. Nine standard units of silver powder - ritual sacrifice. ’

This is the ritual requirement of the original.

Lin Sheng modified the keywords of the evil spirit language. The appeal of the initiator is weakened, the amount of sacrifices is increased, and the type is blurred.

In this way, the range of evil spirits attracted will be greatly increased.

The requirements are low, there are many sacrifices, once such a stupid ceremony is opened, it is definitely like attracting bees and butterflies.

Lin Sheng revised and reformulated the goal of the experiment.

Soon, under the flashlight of the mobile phone, the content of the ceremony was revised.

Once you are sure that it is correct. He stood up, his figure stretched more and more slender in the dim moonlight.

The wind howled, pulling the leaves around and shaking.

The pergola is located right behind the villa.

Because the pergola was built relatively long and large, Lin Sheng stood inside, and he couldn't see it outside at all.

"The ritual originally required adult blood, but if I try it with a monster like Wild Eater, maybe there are evil spirits who like it?"

Lin Sheng smiled, stood up, took out the ceremony materials one by one from his bag, and then placed them accurately one by one according to the steps and key positions, and prepared them.

When everything is placed correctly. Determining the vigilance of the dungeon guards around it. Once you are sure that it is correct.

He stepped into the chair, his head bowed, his lips moving slightly, and a small, indistinct voice that he could barely hear.

Now that he was extremely proficient in using the ritual formation, he already knew that the sound size didn't matter.

The key is the three major precautions, elements, patterns, and language. You can't be wrong at all.

The evening breeze howled, and the branches of the black pine forest collided and swayed.

Lin Sheng's starting voice was completely suppressed by the noise. But even so, the ritual formation was still slowly activated.

Originally, the ritual was a must to be sacrificed alive, but Lin Sheng changed the language.

He had put the flesh and blood of these wild eaters here, and the evil spirits he wanted only needed to satisfy his negligible needs, and he could take them at will.

Such a good deed is not difficult at all, it is equivalent to giving it away for nothing. Naturally, the evil spirits don't care much about whether they are alive or not.

Soon, a little hazy blood color appeared.

The originally flat plastic paper was slowly twisted and rotated at this time.

In the middle of the plastic paper, in a blank space, an anomaly began to appear.

It's like some kind of thick red grease, stirred and swirling, and clear lines emerge. In the center of the plastic sheet, a blood-colored swirl the size of a basin slowly emerges.

Lin Sheng continued to chant the starting words, his face remained unchanged, and he reached out and slowly poured out the blood in the bowl in his hand and poured it into the blood-colored vortex.

Hush...

In a trance, a vague and clear vibration sound slowly passed out from the blood-colored vortex.

The surface of the vortex began to bulge and bulge, revealing a blurred human face.

The face is getting clearer and clearer, arching higher and higher. It seems that he wants to break free from the shackles of the formation ritual.

Lin Sheng's face did not change, put down the bowl, picked up the redwood, and gently threw it at the man's face.

If all goes well, the redwood will completely fall into the vortex and disappear, and he will receive the mysterious knowledge and abilities transmitted by the evil spirits.

This is the standard flow of this ritual.

But after getting the research project of the research institute, Lin Sheng naturally would not remake a ritual so simply.

At the moment when the redwoods were about to fall into the whirlpool.

"Disaka!" he snapped open, spitting out a clear demonic word.

Rumble!!!

The redwoods plunged into the whirlpool, and suddenly caused a violent explosion on the spiritual level.