Wu Li raised his head and saw clearly that the person who was coming was wearing a black hundred ghost offering robe, handsome and gloomy.

"See the god of the land. Wu Li stood up and knelt down to salute, although he still had the pride of the Wu clan in his heart, he hid it very well.

Ying Su took his hand behind him, and calmly accepted Wu Li's gift, and only after Wu Li finished worshipping, did he say: "I have something for you to do." ”

The tone was not at all discussed, as if he was ordering his subordinates, Wu Li did not raise his head, nor did he get up, but replied quickly and simply: "Please ask the land god to command." ”

"You find a reason to sacrifice to the mountain god of Sword Peak that day, and sacrifice the soul cup in this box into the river. Wu Li looked up at a black box that appeared in Ying Hu's hand without knowing where he appeared, and the black talisman on it actually made him feel a thrilling feeling.

Although he was not able to refine qi, and the wizard's refining method had been lost, his intuition told him that the existence in this black box was extremely powerful.

And this kind of thing is the witch of the witch clan, although he is not proficient in this way, but he also knows that this thing is extraordinary, and his eyes can't help but look at the black box with some heat.

Suddenly, he felt a murderous aura, looked up at the eyes of the land god Ying Su, cold and indifferent, he quickly lowered his head, but heard Ying Su say in his ears: "Have you heard of the soul cup?"

Wu Li was silent for a while, and said cautiously: "Xiao Wu once heard my grandfather mention it. ”

"Oh, what did he say?" Ying Su's voice didn't seem to contain any emotion.

Wu Li didn't look up, but said quickly: "Grandfather once said that the soul cup can follow a person's spirit and breath, silently enter the body, and wrap around the soul, thus controlling a person's mind. ”

"Well, do you know how to sacrifice this soul cup?" asked Ying Su noncommittally.

"The inheritance of the Wu clan has been severed, and Xiao Wu does not have the slightest mana, and he cannot sacrifice the soul cup. Wu Li replied.

Ying Su raised his chin slightly, his eyes were condescending, he seemed to want to see through Wu Li, to see if he was lying in his heart. After a while, Ying Su said: "You just have to hold a sacrifice, the soul cup in this box will naturally come back to life after being sacrificed, and you don't need to do anything about it, just sacrifice as usual, and then put this soul cup in the mountain." ”

"Yes, Xiao Wu will do it, the third day of the next month is the Mountain Worship Festival, and Xiao Wu will explain that the people of Linjian Village will hold a sacrifice. Wu Li replied respectfully.

"Well, there is still nearly half a month to go, so you can go and prepare well. When Ying Su said this, his voice became more and more distant.

Wu Li looked up and saw that Ying Su's figure had gradually faded away, so he stood up. Looking at the extra black wooden box on the bed, although he knew that there was a cup that could be called a powerful cup in the heyday of the Wu Clan, but he didn't dare to open it, because he knew that as soon as he opened this box, Ying Su would definitely know.

Although he always believed in his heart that the Wu clan would definitely regain the glory of heaven and earth, so that the gods and cultivators would prostrate at the feet of the Great Witch, and at that time, the land god and the mountain god did not even have the qualifications to prostrate, but now he did not dare to have the slightest disrespect for Ying Su.

Chen Gong naturally couldn't know that someone was going to do something to him, even if he knew, what could he do, with his current strength, it was okay to protect himself, but it was obviously not enough to kill the Land Temple. So the only thing he can do now is to practice and continuously improve his physical body and mana.

Now that black stone has been refined into a black seal by him, he named it the Sin Sword Seal, and took a word between the Heavenly Sin Peak and the Heavenly Sword Peak, and now this Sin Sword Seal is placed in the Divine Soul Talisman to recuperate, and once it is used, it can borrow the power of the two peaks, and the power is naturally great.

In addition to cultivating the Xingchen Technique to refine the physical body, absorb the true fire of the sun, and replenish the total amount of spiritual power in his divine domain, Chen Gong has been cultivating the Gu Xiao Sacrifice Divine Mantra.

Now Chen Gong can only temporarily put his beloved wife and relatives and friends aside, and make every effort to improve his strength. He didn't know what the mana of the three hundred and sixty-five righteous gods in the Heavenly Court of the Void Immortal Continent was, he only knew that he could only be regarded as one of the countless little hairy gods on the earth now, so he didn't know how much a god like himself could exist, and whether he would eventually turn into a void and disappear in the sky, but he knew that he could not get rid of the fate of being a god of the Void Immortal Continent now, even if he wanted to pass it on to others, he would be scattered.

When Chen Gong was reciting the Gu Xiao Sacrifice Mantra, no sound came out, but Zhu Toushan and the mysterious shell in the Heavenly Sword Peak could be sensed, and there was a spring breeze-like breath that swept through their bodies and minds, allowing them to be soothed.

Zhong Shanxue hadn't seen the mountain god who had been saved by herself and her father for a long time, whenever she looked up at the starry sky, she always remembered Chen Gong lying in the mountain temple, in her opinion, only Chen Gong at that time was real, and the current mountain god Chen Gong was always too mysterious and distant.

When Chen Gong fought with the huge turtle demon that day, she was also standing in the crowd, but at that time she was still tied, and the people in the village and town were preparing for Chen Gong's lost training and took her to sacrifice, but then things changed abruptly, and everyone was making wishes and praying to cheer for the mountain god.

When she heard Chen Gong ask if she wanted to kill the demon, she shouted loudly in her heart, but she didn't know why she couldn't make a sound in her mouth, and when she thought about it later, she would always laugh at herself for being too cowardly, and she would be so frightened that she couldn't speak.

She didn't know that after Chen Gong's questioning, the first answer was extremely important, it was generally difficult for ordinary people to open their mouths, and Mr. Ye in the school and the Taoist who told fortunes on the street were not ordinary people, one belonged to a Confucian disciple and cultivated a body of Haoran Qi, so he could answer. The other Taoist priest is a Taoist lineage, which naturally has its mysteries.

But in the final analysis, as long as the heart is clear, the courage and blood are strong, the will is strong enough to answer, but on the square in front of the mountain temple, hundreds of people did not answer, not because they did not want to answer, but because they were not bold enough and their minds were not strong.

"It turns out that there is still such a wonderful thing in this world, do I want to marry a wife, have children, and work hard for an ordinary life?" Zhong Shanxue looked at the endless night sky, but his mind was already swimming under the dark clouds, lightning and thundering sky, and he was swimming in the scene of Chen Gong killing the turtle demon with a sword.

"It would be great if one day I could ride the clouds and clouds, step on the moon and chase the stars. Zhong Shanxue couldn't help but think.

She lay on the windowsill, looking at the starry sky, and couldn't help but feel a little distracted. At this time, she suddenly heard someone say to her father in the night: "After three days, bathe and change clothes, prepare incense paper, and prepare to sacrifice to the mountain god." ”

The voice was far away, like a hallucination, she seemed to hear the sound of flying sand and rocks in her ears, and saw the fog between the mountains and forests, and a person wearing the cloth clothes he gave stepped on the mountain fog, wielding a sword to slash the demon.

The autumn is high and cool, the sky is high and the clouds are white, the mountain wind is moist, and the Tianjian Peak stands quietly, but the heaven and earth outside the Tianjian Peak are like a big wave, and the gods and ghosts, monks and demons within a thousand miles gather.

The sky is cloudy, and the four directions are full of clouds.

On top of a lonely cliff stood two people quietly, one was a man with white hair and black robes, with an old face, a slender body, and an indifferent expression. The other is a woman, dressed in white and with white hair, with a purple hairpin on her head, with a tranquil expression and pure eyes, just like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

Centered on the lonely cliff where the two of them stood, they were surrounded by dozens of people from far and near, some on top of the mountain miles away, some in the air in the near future, and some directly standing on the cloud head in the sky.

These people have demons and demons, gods and Taos, or stand on the seal, or look at the sword behind their backs, and there are even those who have nothing in their hands, but their aura is very powerful.

These people looked at the two people on the cliff with intent, but they didn't speak, but their expressions were extremely solemn.

The sky was full of wind and clouds, dark clouds were rolling, and the world suddenly darkened, and there was only the sound of whistling wind and flickering electric sparks.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt broke through the clouds, and the thunder shone brightly, illuminating the earth.

At the moment when the thunder flashed, the two people on the lonely cliff rose into the air one after another, as if they were going to meet the thunder and lightning that fell from the sky.

As soon as they moved, people from all directions moved, like moths to a fire, and they braved the wind and rain one after another to soar into the air.

In front of the mountain temple under the Heavenly Sword Peak, the wind and the sun were beautiful, and hundreds of people gathered in front of the mountain temple.

This is the most solemn sacrifice since Chen Gong became a mountain god, Chen Gong naturally sensed that he did not appear, he still sat on the spiritual eye of Tianjian Peak, his body was like a rock, but his heart moved with the spiritual vein, and the spiritual consciousness melted into the mountain peak, extending to the front of the temple.

Wizard Wu Li stood in front of everyone, holding a sword covered with strange rune paper and jumping back and forth, his mouth was full of words, and the sword in his hand was constantly changing postures. If someone understands the arrangement of the stars in the sky, he will find that every step he takes changes in response to the stars, and the sword in his hand also points to the direction of the stars.

In the land temple twenty miles away, there was a temple above Ying Su's head, and the image of a temple was clearly visible, and the slightest faint light hung down, making Ying Su sitting on the altar even more mysterious.

There was nothing in front of him, but he could only see his void scribbling, his mouth chanting strange incantations, and the little white light overflowed from his fingertips and then disappeared without a trace, as if he had penetrated the far void and gone to some mysterious realm.

The three animals in front of the mountain temple were driven into the mountain, and the people in Linjian Village watched happily, and when they saw the three animals disappearing by the fog in the mountain forest, they cheered one by one.

Wu Li still watched calmly, the soul cup had naturally been sacrificed into the mountain by him.

The soul cup that has been sacrificed by the incense wish can hide the perception of the mountain god, integrate into the spiritual veins of the mountain, and enter Chen Gong's soul with the breath of incense, even if he dies, he can't get rid of it, this is the terrible thing about the soul cup, the middle one can't escape, and it can't be prevented.

Wu Li looked back at the statue in the temple of the mountain, and he didn't know if it was because he had done something wrong, or what, but he felt that the eyes of the statue of the mountain were extremely sharp, and he seemed to be able to see through people's hearts and everything in front of him.

He immediately lowered his head, not daring to look again, his back was cold, and he was already in a cold sweat.

In the Land Temple, Ying Su was a little empty, and the white light from his fingertips shone out, and he shouted softly: "Break!"

The void exploded, and a mountain range appeared in the broken void, and there was a spiritual vein under the mountain range, and there was a transparent insect in the spiritual vein that was swimming up the spiritual vein and swimming towards the spiritual eye position on the top of the Heavenly Sword Peak.