The two of them sang and harmonized, in fact, they both expressed one meaning, that is, Lin Xuanchen could only follow them back to the village for inspection. Lin Xuanchen turned his head to look at Yinchen, and the two only made eye contact for a moment before they understood what they meant to each other.

"Okay. I'll go to the village with you, my name is Lin Xuanchen, and I haven't asked for advice yet-"

"You haven't cleared the suspicion yet, and you can't know what my name is. "The Chosen One is still indifferent. Lin Xuanchen flattened his mouth a little dissatisfied, and could only follow them silently.

......

The village is really not far from here, and a group of more than 40 people only walked less than a cup of tea to arrive. It wasn't the steamed bun-shaped igloo that Silver Dust had seen at first, but a small village in a sheltered col on the back of a hill to the east.

The mountains around the small col are also similar to the mountains that Yinchen has just observed, they are all low and gentle, fluffy snow-capped mountains, and the gap in the small col is in the southeast direction, and the group spared a little road before arriving at the entrance of the village. The little village was built on a small shaggy basin.

Even in the village, the ground is covered with fluffy snow. In the village, there are almost no crops, only a huge bronze support, hanging upside down a lot of meat pieces, from a distance from the shape and structure, those meat pieces, actually ......

It's people.

Others, like mutated people, arrived at the entrance of the village, and Silver Dust could barely make out two cows from the upside-down, half-covered flesh covered in ice and snow, hanging from the highest brass frame in the village, and alongside them was a row of round fresh meat that resembled seals. The flesh, like the human flesh below, was exposed to the cold wind, and the whole thing was frozen into hard ice cubes, and it was impossible for it to rot.

In this place, the temperature at night can be as terrible as the coldest superconducting chamber in a medical freezer, and it is difficult for fungi and other organisms to survive.

Every house in the small village has a narrow and dark Gothic pointed stone house, and the whole village can't find a few pieces of wood from the outside, and the pointed roof is easier for the snow to slide down and will not accumulate on the roof, and the gravity of the pointed structure is concentrated, so it is not easy for the snow to collapse the roof.

Through the bronze fence at the entrance of the village, Yinchen saw that these delicate and slightly dignified black spired houses in the village were arranged in a circle along the mountain col, each of them was very independent, far away from each other, and it seemed that there were about forty more families, and there seemed to be no yard in front and back of these small spire houses, nor did any animals that could be called livestock, and they seemed empty and lonely, like an abandoned village. In the middle of the village was a large clearing, and in the white snow, a huge black lattice was strangely marked, and at one point of the thick black line that lay almost the only visible piece of wood in the village—a stump that had been brought from a distance and cut neatly.

On top of the stump, there was a stone slab with a slight depression in the center, probably like a small bowl.

When Yinchen approached the bronze fence, some figures slowly appeared in the village, these people were all dressed in uniform, but many people's clothing had traces of repair, and Yinchen was very keen to see that some people had a large bulge on their waists, reflecting a bronze halo in the slowly rising cold sunlight, like a bronze waist. A golden transparent interface immediately appeared in Silver Dust's field of vision, and a message was displayed there: "After using the Chosen Spear, cover the back with a living person's skin and set it on fire, and chant a spell, you can regrow your spine, but it must be reinforced with ceremonial clothing, these people's waists are more fragile than ordinary people." Silver Dust nodded and was about to go around the fence, but was stopped by the man who had blocked his back door.

"You're a slave, go in from there—" the man said coldly, pointing to a large circular hole behind the fence at the entrance of the village, with a semicircular staircase carved out of the edge of the hole.

Once again, a message appeared in Silver Dust's vision: "Underground Slave Den." ”

Yinchen stopped, just outside the village: "I'm not going in, you take her in to check, and by the way, see if the slaves in Jianzhou have done anything to her (hidden cover door)." ”

"You're a slave!" the man's tone became vicious.

"But I'm not your anybody. After Yinchen finished speaking coldly, he turned his head and walked out of the village, and finally sat down on a high stone not far away.

The whole team stopped and looked at him. The leading Chosen One girl turned her head and glanced at Lin Xuanchen: "Has he always been so unruly?"

"He was my husband before I became the Chosen One. Lin Xuanchen said this with a faint cry.

"After becoming the chosen one, all the previous ones were written off. The girl's voice softened a little, and at the same time her body trembled slightly, as if there was a great sadness and infinite darkness hidden in it. She took a deep breath, tried to calm her emotions, and continued, "You have to learn to adapt. ”

"Give me some time, okay?" Lin Xuanchen said half-coquettishly, she clearly felt that both the girl and the man who seemed to be the leader trembled slightly.

"Okay. After the girl finished dryly, she pulled Lin Xuanchen into the village, and the man stayed at the end, locking the fence in front of Silver Dust, and at the same time he didn't know where to shoot it on the bronze fence, and a thin mist of water rose up, enveloping the entire village.

The bronze fence, coupled with the arrangement in the village, actually formed a soul-gathering style.

Silver Dust narrowed his eyes, his silver pupils instantly turned purple, and the Arcane Soul Catcher Eye activated, and through the thin mist of water, he saw that in the empty square square, in the center of the white square, there were many slightly raised white snowdrifts, obviously there were round copper hidden under the snowdrifts, and those holes should lead to the slave house underground.

"Maybe it's not a slave house at all, it's a cellar for meat. Silver Dust thought so, his eyes cold.

......

The girl led Lin Xuanchen to the square in the middle of the small village, and went back by herself, in front of Lin Xuanchen, there was a stone slab placed on the stump, and there was a bowl-sized groove in the center of the slate.

The slate is pitch black and looks really bland.

Lin Xuanchen only glanced down at the slate, then looked up at the people, and at this time, some old people came out of several deliberately elevated houses in the small village, and only one was a woman.

These old people have to have white hair, most of their eyes are blue or green, they are all sturdy, obviously in this real bitter cold place, too fat or too thin people can not survive, too thin people are easy to freeze to death, too fat people can not run fast will be eaten by monsters.

These people are all people who are really fighting against nature, and there is an incomparably powerful soul qi battle current rolling in their sturdy bodies, and the huge battle current power is like an undercurrent in the deep sea, making Lin Xuanchen's scalp tingle, she knows that she is actually not the opponent of any of them.

"I thought that the battle flow of the distraction realm was enough!" she thought to herself, her demeanor showing more and more the softness and humility of a little girl in the south of the Yangtze River.

The only female elder sat opposite her with a stool, a stone slab between them. The other elders all sat down, faintly forming an arc of encirclement. Lin Xuanchen knew that this was just to increase his momentum, and under the rules of duel, one-on-one combat was still the mainstream.

The female elder sat down and did not speak, but took out a small bronze flask, the bottom of which was already black, and had obviously been simmered by the fire all the year round.

The liquor slowly fell into the pit in the stone slab, and it didn't freeze in the ice and snow. Soon, "a bowl of wine", it was poured.

"Let's bleed. The Elder's tone was unexpectedly calm, calm, and soft, just like the gaze in her blue eyes, but Lin Xuanchen could hear a dead silence after losing everything from her calm.

It was like a widow who was widowed in a young man, and her tone, demeanor, and even behavior were all dead to ashes.

Lin Xuanchen didn't ask more, she knew that it would be in vain for her to ask more, and it would never be possible to get any useful information from the female elder's mouth. She flipped the palm of her hand, and a small hidden weapon appeared in her palm, which was the feather that fell from the body of the earthquake seat, holding the metal feather, and gently slashing it on her fingertips with a sharp edge, a thin red line appeared on the white and tender little finger, and then on the red line, a crystal clear red blood droplet was condensed.

The drops of blood rolled down and jumped gently into the "bowl" of wine, as if some magic force was invisibly pushing it, and the drops of blood suddenly melted in the wine, dyeing the wine red almost without even an intermediate process. "Drip again. The female elder ordered in a flat voice, and Lin Xuanchen endured a slight stinging pain and dripped blood again, and around the bright red liquid of the "bowl", a thin red thread slowly extended.

The silk thread was too thin and too thin, almost half the size of a human hair, the red thread was too bright and too bright, it looked like black iron that had been burned red, and the thin silk thread extended from the edge of the depression filled with blood wine, like spider silk spreading towards the black stone slab, like blood flowing from the heart to the blood system, and gradually, an unconventional pattern was outlined on the stone slab, like a complex logo centered on blood wine, roughly in the shape of a cross, at first glance, a bit like a complex intelligent logic line.

"Hmm......" The female elder glanced at the intricate pattern on the stone slab and seemed to be satisfied with her nod.

"It seems that you are really not a heretic, at least not a heretic of Jianzhou Nu'er. The old and quiet female elder glanced at the red pattern flowing from the bloodstone, and then raised her eyes to look at Lin Xuanchen: "But your faith is neither firm nor pure, this is troublesome." ”

"If your faith is not firm and pure, then it's heretical, right?" another older male elder stroked his beard and said, "Although this girl is the Chosen One, it is so strange...... It can't be that the slaves of Jianzhou specially came out to target us, right? For the sake of insurance, we still ......."

"Not busy. The female elder said quietly, from beginning to end, there was no trace of edge in her tone, her tone was very soft, her expression was very calm, and her voice was like a gentle whisper among the flowers: "The faith is not pure and firm, it is because she escaped from the slaves of Jianzhou and has not yet joined the religion, we will let her join the religion now, make a blood oath, and everything will be solved." Have you forgotten that when the Iron Demon came a few months ago, he said that there would be fewer and fewer Chosen ones on our side...... Now I finally met one, and I can pull a handful. ”

She chattered, and the elders next to her were silent, and Lin Xuanchen keenly felt that none of these people really had good intentions towards her, and all of them wanted to use themselves.

Lin Xuanchen didn't say a word, and stood quietly in front of the bloodstone waiting for the verdict. Her soul at this time is all linked to the silver dust. The power of fire is being transformed into the power of petrification. She is like a summoned creature of Silver Dust, and can possess one of Silver Dust's four basic attributes at any time.

The circular clearing in the middle of the hamlet fell silent, and there was no sound except the whirring wind. After ten breaths of work, the female elder seemed to be a little impatient and said, "How?"

"Just do as you say. One of the male elders older than she agreed.

"Let her join the religion to see the aftermath, and if there is resistance, kill her. The second elder agreed.

Then, the other elders seconded the proposal, and finally it became a unanimous decision to let Lin Xuanchen join the sect.

"Joining the church?" Lin Xuanchen was quiet on the surface, but he was still very resistant in his heart, Lin Xuanchen was actually a little biased towards believing in Buddhism, and often playing meditation with Zhao Yuheng was a clear proof. At the same time, he also believes in the phrase "Zi Bu Silent Strange Power Confusion", and is reluctant to contact these gods and gods, but right now, she doesn't even know where this place is, so she wants to join the sect in a daze?

For Lin Xuanchen, this was not very acceptable, and her hands were caged in her sleeves, and a dark green light slowly emerged.

She was very careful, very careful to mobilize the power she had gained from cultivating the Nine Heavens. After having the battle spirit, Lin Xuanchen was like other chosen ones, when he cultivated the original divine skill, the vitality absorbed from the air was automatically transformed into soul qi by the battle soul, and the wind turned into water and stored in the body. It stands to reason that wind and water are two elements, and the rules of operation are not consistent, and the water element is promoted by the wind system, which can have a backlash that kills people, but in the rules of heaven, it seems that wind and water have long been combined into one element, and they are not very able to distinguish each other.