What is puzzling is that the fortune and merit of the dynasty lost one-tenth in an instant, that is, a thousand zhang of luck and a thousand zhang of merit. Such a huge amount of luck and merit was consumed in an instant, how could Your Majesty need to consume so much luck and merit?

Astonishingly, those luck and merits soared to the sky, and then disappeared strangely, as if they had entered two worlds from this world.

"Your Majesty, it is becoming more and more mysterious. Cui Tianming sighed secretly.

......

Sacrifice to the heavenly pavilion, at the top of the altar, the shepherd boy Yu sat cross-legged. The sea above his soul was once again filled with a sea of golden merit and purple luck.

"Sacrifice spirit, are these enough?" Shepherd Boy Yu did not dare to be negligent, once the luck and merit were not enough, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Not only will the Silver Demon not be able to change his life, but the curse will break out in advance, and at that time, the Gu Feng Dynasty will be destroyed, and even Shepherd Boy Yu himself will die.

"Don't worry, if it's not enough, I'll help you. "Sacrifice to the spirit.

"That's good. Hearing this, Shepherd Boy Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, after all, this change of life is to make a name for himself, and Shepherd Tong Yu must do it himself, and the sacrifice spirit will play an auxiliary role at most.

Of course, without the secret assistance of the priests, Shepherd Boy Yu would not be able to complete the change of life alone.

"Let's get the sacrificial text out first!" suggested the priest.

"Hmm. Shepherd Boy Yu nodded, his hands were sealed, and the luck and merit were guided out of the Soul Sea by Shepherd Boy Yu like a stream.

Then, the shepherd boy feathers his index finger and middle finger together and writes out of thin air. Subsequently, a piece of talisman diploma was born. The rune was extremely supernatural, showing a purple and gold color, exuding a mysterious aura.

It's as if it could turn things around!

As the shepherd boy feather continued to write, the runes gradually increased, dancing out of thin air around the shepherd boy feather, forming a purple and gold light curtain.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

About two hours later, Shepherd Boy Yu's face was pale, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he was panting violently.

"Sacrifice Spirit, why are you so tired?" asked Shepherd Boy Yu suspiciously.

Recently, Shepherd Boy Yu has also changed his life several times. However, at that time, it was the spirit of sacrifice that ruled everything, and he only needed to seal the altar and then dance to guide the spirit of sacrifice, but he didn't find it that difficult.

Today, the shepherd boy feather has almost dried up after only one-tenth of the initial preparation stage.

"How can it be simple to collect merit, fortune, and change one's life?" said the priest in a serious tone, not without a warning.

"Don't be so serious, I'm taking it for granted. Shepherd boy Yu said with a smile.

"The truth is harder than you think. The sacrificial spirit snorted coldly and struck, "If it weren't for your cultivation ceremony, it would never have been possible to do this. ”

"More difficult?ritual?" Shepherd Boy Yu couldn't believe it, was it really that difficult for a spellcaster?

"Have you ever wondered why Divine Spell Masters are so scarce, and why are ordinary Divine Spell Masters so precious?" Seeing that Shepherd Boy Yu didn't seem to believe it, the Sacrifice Spirit asked, "Have you ever thought about it, why are only mortal-level Divine Spell Masters being regarded as guests of honor by the major forces?"

"And the ritual you cultivated was enshrined as a holy text by the Divine Spell Master, how could it be ordinary?" the Sacrifice Spirit sighed.

"It turns out that the festival is so strong!"

Hearing this, Shepherd Boy Yu was shocked, his mouth opened unconsciously, and his heart was full of joy.

The priest fell silent and did not speak. After resting for a while, Shepherd Boy Yu continued to condense the sacrificial text and prepare for the usurpation of his life against the sky.

The night passed, and the sun slowly rose, ushering in the day. Then the sun slowly set again, sinking into the depths of the sky, and night fell again.

Dozens of hours passed, and Shepherd Boy Yu repeated more than ten times before all his luck and merits were consumed, and the condensed sacrificial texts were about hundreds of millions of pieces, which had already filled the entire Sacrificial Heaven Pavilion.

"Dance!"

Shepherd Boy Yu snorted, the seal in his hand, his posture showed a strange posture and writhed, as the shepherd boy feather danced, one by one the sacrificial texts flew, and then rushed into the various inscriptions in the Sacrificial Heaven Pavilion and the altar under the shepherd boy feather.

One by one, the sacrificial texts escaped into the array and altar, and immediately, those arrays and altars began to exude purple and gold, and the sacrificial pavilion was filled with a mysterious and mysterious atmosphere.

After about half a tea time, the shepherd boy Yu stopped dancing.

At this moment, the Heaven Sacrifice Pavilion was filled with purple and gold, and the array was running slowly, brewing a majestic force. The mysterious runes on the altar were outlined, exuding a golden luster, which was extremely mysterious.

"Whew!"

Shepherd Boy Yu looked at everything in the Heaven Sacrifice Pavilion and breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction.

"It's finally good, just wait for that moment to come. Shepherd Boy Yu's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he thought to himself. Immediately, he crossed his knees and ran the meridians of life and death, slowly pranayama.

......

Mao time.

The sky is not yet bright, gray and heavy, and the outside of the Heavenly Pavilion is already crowded with people, lively and extraordinary.

"Ahh Suddenly, a woman screamed.

Crash!

In an instant, there was a commotion in the crowd, like a knife cutting tofu, and the crowd dispersed to both sides, revealing a passage more than five meters wide.

A figure in a black robe with a silver mask slowly walked forward. His eyes are cold and vicissitudes, his steps are well-proportioned, and his silver hair is casually placed on his shoulders, fluttering in the wind, presenting everyone with a mysterious and uninhibited feeling.

"This is the Silver Devil?"

"It's so pitiful!" someone was swept away by those cold and vicissitudes of life, and couldn't help but feel compassion.

"It's so manly. There are also female nymphomaniacs who say to themselves.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the silver demon slowly walked to the door of the Heaven Sacrifice Pavilion and stood quietly, waiting for the Heaven Sacrifice Pavilion to open. As time passed, people continued to converge towards the Sacrifice Heaven Pavilion, and the empty passage was gradually filled again.

But the Silver Demon was empty, leaving a large space in the air.

Maybe the legends of the Silver Demon are too terrifying, so that everyone is afraid of it, and they dare not approach the Silver Demon.

Time passed slowly until the hour came, and with a sound of branches, the door of the Heavenly Pavilion opened. The slightly tired figure of the shepherd boy Yu appeared in front of everyone.

"Contrary to fate, I'm coming. "Silver Demon Dao, simple and straightforward.

"You've been here for a long time, haven't you?" saw that the silver demon's silver hair was still stained with a little drop of water, and couldn't help but ask.

"Soon!" the Silver Demon shook his head and said, "I've been waiting for countless years, so how can I care about this few hours." ”

"That's good!" Shepherd Boy Yu didn't know what to say, he was quite speechless, can the two be compared? Shepherd Boy Yu really wanted to ask if it was a thousand years and didn't care? After all, compared to the time of those dozens of lifetimes, thousands of years are also very short!

"When can we start?" asked the Silver Devil, apprehensive and excited.

"Come in with me!" the shepherd boy feather turned and walked inside.

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