"However, the senior brothers in their inner gate are all led by the master to collect spiritual objects, and no one cares about our outer disciples." Ji Xuan said dejectedly, "Without a spiritual object, what's the use of just practicing spirit control techniques, you can't even control a little monster." After speaking, I realized that I had missed my mouth, and I couldn't help but close my mouth.

"I don't know what to do!" Master Pu was so angry that he had an unteachable expression on his face, "The spirit control technique of our Guiyuan faction is not the kind of evil art that drives away spirits and tames demons!" Refining Liu Linglang needs spiritual objects to recognize your strength, and he is willing to become your protector, not the spirit capture you think in your head! ”

"All the bells and whistles, no wonder our sect is getting more and more depressed, and no one is coming," Ji Xuan couldn't help but complain......

Bai Ling stood by and listened, with a rare recognition in her heart. Isn't that what the sacrifice is all about? How much of a difference can it make.

After a moment of wandering thoughts, Master Pu finally paid attention to her, "Why did you come out too?" Although he still had a straight face, his tone was much softened.

"I was upstairs." Bai Ling explained matter-of-factly, "But suddenly I felt that it was very windy downstairs, so I came down to take a look and found that the door was open. "Quietly added fuel to the fire.

When Ji Xuan heard this, he was stunned, and then stomped his feet angrily, "Nonsense! How can you possibly feel the wind downstairs upstairs? He saw that it was clear that she had slipped away, and he actually put the blame on him!

"You monkey boy, make trouble for me." Master Pu had no doubt that the anger that had just dissipated a little bit came out again, grabbed his ears and carried it out, "Go!" Come with me to Yaotang to receive the punishment! ”

"Ahhh It hurts! Ji Xuan wanted to cry without tears, "Bailing! You scheming weirdo! You wait for me! ”

"I also threatened the same door, if I don't punish you well today, I can't do it today, first copy the door rules for me three hundred times!"

“…… Lao Pu ==! ”

The shouting and scolding outside gradually weakened, and it was far away. Bai Ling breathed a sigh of relief, ran upstairs with a little impatience, then closed the door and carefully dropped the padlock.

Then he walked to the window and carefully placed the willow branch that had been hidden for a long time on the table.

The willow branches were faintly fluorescent, as if the "thing" trapped inside was trying to send out a signal of communication. Bai Ling only felt that this lost spirit seemed to be very spiritual, and couldn't help but comfort softly, "Don't be afraid, little spirit thing, be my Liu Linglang, I will always be good to you." I promise. ”

Zhu You Blood Sacrifice Technique, which is a secret art that only wizards at the level of the high priest of the witch clan are qualified to practice, is similar to the evil art of "exorcism and demon taming" in Master Pu's mouth - to give a contract to the spirit body with the blood of the eyebrows, and then feed it with blood every seven days, so that it can become a spiritual pet for people to drive. It's just that Bai Ling, who has never been exposed to secret art before, has no personal experience and doesn't think it's evil art.

She was not sure, so she could only rely on her long and extraordinary memory, recite the spirit mantra of the service according to the gourd, and then pick up the willow branch and pierce the center of her eyebrows.

The fluorescent willow branch seemed to tremble violently, and the next second, a dazzling and treacherous red light erupted.

A feeling of dizziness forced Bai Ling to stop reciting half of the jerky incantation, and the willow branch in her hand could barely hold it. With a "snap", the willow branch fell to the ground, and a terrifying aura suddenly vibrated out, and at the same time, a blood-red curse mark disappeared into the center of her eyebrows.

The wound in the center of the eyebrows healed quickly.

Bai Ling shook off her sudden heavy brain, and when she felt better, she found that the willow branch was shrouded in a blood-colored veil that seemed to be nothing, faintly revealing a bit of gloomy and cold aura, without evil intent, but it seemed to contain infinite killing intent, making the air cold in an instant.

What's going on? Failed the Sacrifice?

Bai Ling's heart chuckled.

It's not that Liu Linglang, who hasn't seen an inner disciple at the Dao Festival. Among them, even the most humble monsters with low spiritual power are full of pure vitality. And the spiritual objects that were sacrificed by blood, although some of them could still feel the evil intentions and resentment of the spiritual objects themselves being suppressed, they were also living breath.

And the willow branch in front of her, covered with a strange red light, made her feel an unprecedented ...... Ghostly.

That is, dead air.