It is precisely because of the name of the descendants of Chiyou that they will be killed by Emperor Xuanyuan if they walk outside, so the descendants of Chiyou have changed their names to hide their true identity, and this name has lasted for thousands of years, this is the Miao people.

So until now, it is recorded in the book that the Miao people are the descendants of Chiyou.

Zhang Zichen could only express his deep condemnation of what happened to the Miao people, but there was another one that surrounded Zhang Zichen's mind, and he also asked: "By the way, brother, you said that you want to resurrect the king of Dianchi and his two million Yin Spirit troops, how much human blood does it take?"

Speaking of this, the young guardian shook his head again and again: "Myriad!"

Zhang Zichen took a deep breath, his spine was cold, and cold sweat broke out all over his body, he could use countless words, this is really going to kill a lot of people, countless people.

"Just now your patriarch said that the Yin Spirit Army is about to be resurrected, which means ......" Zhang Zichen's voice trembled a little.

"That's right, we Miao people have killed countless people in the thousands of years that followed, including our own people and foreign people. After thousands of years, we have finally filled this bottomless pit. The Guardian's breath quickened, "So, we are guilty. ”

It was originally a bottomless pit that needed blood, but over the course of thousands of years, the Miao people actually killed countless humans for revenge. Originally, a huge stone was placed under the eaves, and everyone thought that the dripping water could not penetrate the stone, but as time passed, the boulder was still dripped through by drop by drop.

With this countless blood, you can imagine how many people died here.

Zhang Zichen and the young guardian remained silent at the same time, but from this guardian's body, Zhang Zichen saw a trace of unbearability. The young guardian seemed to blame himself for the dead and seemed to be dissatisfied with the actions of the king of Dianchi.

"By the way, what's your name?" asked Zhang Zichen after a moment of silence.

"I ...... My name is relatively long, you can call me Xiao Gan. "The young guardian was very polite.

"Little Gan, little Gan, good name. Although Zhang Zichen's feet were free, his hands were still tied, and he was about to be killed after witnessing the sacrifice of these Miao people, so Zhang Zichen's mood was not better, he just praised a few words casually, and then stopped talking.

The sacrifice is thrown on.

The hall is so large that it can accommodate more than 1,000 people, and it doesn't feel crowded, which is enough to show the prosperity of the ancient Dian Kingdom.

After scanning the gold jewels around and on the roof, Zhang Zichen's gaze shrank and placed it in the center of the main hall, where an ancient tree grew. The branches of this large tree were luxuriant, but it was surrounded by black air, and it swayed without wind, and the collision between the leaves made a rustling sound, as if countless yin spirits were screaming.

"This ...... Is that the ancient tree in the middle of the village just now?" Zhang Zichen said in surprise.

"Yes, this is the old tree in the middle of the village. Xiao Gan nodded in response.

In fact, Zhang Zichen didn't ask anyone else this question, he just talked to himself, a little unconvinced. This ancient tree is about twenty or thirty meters high, its trunk is huge, and its cold and evil aura is exactly the same as the ancient tree in the center of the village, so Zhang Zichen asked such a question.

And after listening to Xiao Gan's story, Zhang Zichen seemed to really see that this huge ancient tree looked like a human skeleton, and the branches of the big tree not only resembled human ribs, but even the top of the big tree grew into a skull.

It seems that the legend of the king of the ancient Dian Kingdom who turned his bones into a big tree seems to really wear it.

Coming to the side of the big tree, the patriarch led the clansmen to open their arms around the big tree, and the patriarch shouted in his hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, the king of Dianchi, the fresh blood we have sacrificed for you has been put in place, please taste it!"

"Your Majesty, the King of Dianchi, the fresh blood we have sacrificed for you has been put in place, please taste it!"

Over and over again, after the patriarch had spoken, the rest of the clan recited aloud to him over and over again, including the young guardian Xiao Gan.

Rustle!

When the Miao people kept calling for the king of Gudian, the big tree that grew in the center of the hall finally began to swing violently, and the collision of leaves and branches kept making sounds.

"It's alive! This big tree is alive!" Under Hu Yilai's exclamation, he and Zhang Zichen saw that the branches of the big tree began to stretch and writhe.

Hu Yilai is afraid and fresh, but Zhang Zichen, as a Taoist priest, has long been able to accept this kind of thing.

The tree came to life, its elongated and writhing branches suddenly reaching into the crowd, and the four women who walked in front were caught in the blink of an eye by the four elongated branches, and then carried into the air.

After the four women were swept into the air by the branch, the tip of the branch turned into a sharp knife, which instantly plunged into the hearts of the four girls. The four girls were controlled by the Gu technique and lost consciousness, and they didn't even have time to scream in pain, and the blood in their bodies was absorbed by the branches.

The four corpses as white as lime powder were thrown to the ground, and this kind of death only showed that their blood had been completely absorbed.

The tree seemed to have tasted the food, and this time it stretched out eight branches, rolled up the eight girls in the same way, and sucked the blood. The third time, sixteen writhing branches stretched out from the tree, which meant that sixteen girls were about to die.

Looking at the dozen or so women who were swept in the air, Zhang Zichen felt a pain in his heart, he had seen murder, but he had never seen such cruelty.

At the same time, Zhang Zichen, who has lost the ability to resist, is trying his best to find Mo Yifei's whereabouts, and now he and Mo Yifei seem to be unable to escape the tragedy of death.

Every time the big tree in the hall sucked human blood, the black qi emitted from its body became more and more intense, and the black qi followed the rift in time and space, enveloping the entire village and valley inside.

Quack!

Above the valley, I saw four birds flying quickly, and when the four birds approached, it could be concluded that these were four beautiful cranes.

Look closely, on the back of the crane, each crane carries this person.

But the one flying on the back of the crane in front seemed to be a beautiful girl, dressed in a black suit, with long flowing hair, and two small shallow dimples visible from time to time on her round face.

"Master, the yin qi emanates from this valley!" He Huimin stayed behind the crane and shouted back.

"Well, it's already seen. Yuan Xuanqi was unhurried, and kept following behind his apprentice, at this time he looked down and saw that in the valley below, black gas was permeated, and the excess black gas was scattered with the wind, spreading all over the forest.

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