Chapter 164

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Seventeen hundred people gathered to look at the impassioned head of the family standing on the high platform and the white-robed young man who was detained on the altar.

The emotions of the tribesmen were different, some were full of enthusiasm by the patriarch's speech, some maintained a wait-and-see attitude, and some felt unbearable for a foreigner who had no grievances and hatred to be treated as a victim.

However, no matter what kind of mood he was in, no one raised objections in the face of family revival.

As for Lu Tianrou and Lu Qi's sisters and brothers, they were both grounded and guarded by the clansmen, and they were not allowed to step out of the room for half a step.

Wu Moxie didn't resist at all during the whole process, because he didn't want to waste his strength, this was the other party's base camp, even if it was pressed, it could crush him to death, not to mention that all the people in the human family were dispatched, and there were more than twenty people who cultivated beyond the Soul Fusion Realm.

I believe that if it weren't for the depletion of the Mingsheng Pond that led to the reduction of cultivation, there might be more strong people in this group.

Since this is the case, he didn't make any struggling moves, but just glanced at the Lu family members under the high stage with a condemning gaze, hoping that someone would find out and stand up against it.

But this is obviously impossible, and some people do have some uneasy conscience at the moment, but choose to express their opinions in silence.

Then all Wu Moxie could do was to pray that the girl had informed the people who should know the news.

Lu Meichen made a big move, and let the clansmen press Wu Moxie towards the top of the white stone altar.

The higher you go, the more you can feel the wafting of multiple soul breaths, although these breaths are already in a state of exhaustion, but they are extremely pure, like the breath emitted by the soul of a newborn baby, clean without a trace of impurities.

It turns out that the altar is the Lu family's Mingsheng Pool?

Wu Moxie clasped his hands and climbed the stairs step by step, coming to the hexagonal carved stone house in the center of the top.

Soaking yellow paper covered the beams, obscure runes curved like earthworms, and several ancient characters were outlined in vermilion.

It seems that when I was waiting at the entrance of the Taoist temple, I had already started to prepare......

There was an old man with a strange face guarding the door, his eyes were yellow, he was dressed in a pure black embroidered robe, holding a blood inkstone, looking at Wu Moxie as if he had discovered a new continent.

This is the person who came to refine the soul vein of the Moon Clan in his body? Wu Moxie looked at it in his eyes, and his heart was a little numb.

It's not that he wants to choose someone else to do this, it's that the aura on this person's body is too weird, as if there are no living characteristics of life. It's hard to imagine what will happen to you at the hands of this person, I just hope that I don't have to do some strange experiments.

When he came to the house, the Lu family behind him loosened his bindings.

"Please. ”

The yellow-eyed old man squeezed an ugly smile from his stiff face and pulled open the heavy curtains, revealing the dim light inside.

At this time, Lu Meichen also walked slowly and said, "I'm sorry for you." ”

The yellow-eyed old man bowed his head without a trace, and when he saw that Wu Moxie was still rubbing at the door and refused to go in, he stepped forward and grabbed him, dragging the latter inside.

Wu Moxie stepped forward hard, and found that the air inside was extremely turbid, and only one breath made him feel drowsy.

He bit the tip of his tongue to sober himself up, and walked with bated breath, breathing for a while.

There were also a few scrawny children on the rooftop, who seemed to turn a blind eye to anyone who came in, and just hurriedly placed various Horcrux sigils.

Wu Moxie's heart sank, and his steps began to slow down again, one step as three steps.

"Hmph, do you think you can make this ceremony fail by delaying time?" Jiuyuan Gong pushed Wu Moxie from behind, it was hard to imagine that such a thin old man had such great strength.

In front of him was a stone trough suspended in the air, the smooth surface divided into countless uniform compartments, each of which was engraved with the name of the clan.

"This is Mingsheng Pond?"

Wu Moxie looked up, a little distracted.

He could feel how many soul breaths were mixed in it, like water and milk, and there was no rejection between them. Perhaps, if it weren't for the soul imprint at the time of birth, these breaths would not have been able to combine so perfectly.

"Can this be considered a pool? at most a stone basin......" Wu Moxie observed for a long time and complained secretly.

"Lie down. ”

A voice without a hint of emotion came from behind, and Jiu Yuangong pointed to the rough wide stone slab in front of him.

Wu Moxie stepped forward gently, his palms covered the stone slab, and he suddenly felt a rich rune fluctuation coming from within, and it was only a moment before his palms penetrated his whole body.

Wu Moxie's face became more and more solemn, and his heart became struggling.

After all, even if he knew that he couldn't escape, if he really lay on the stone slab, he would lose all initiative.

Once the ritual goes smoothly at the end, he will surely die.

The ancient aura condensed on the stone slab made Wu Moxie suddenly realize that if this stone slab with the blessing of runes was destroyed, would it be able to delay more time.

Thinking of this, the law seal quietly condensed in Wu Moxie's hands, and the Xuanshui beads with amazing power suddenly shot out.

The predictable explosion did not occur, and the surface of the rune-blessed stone slab was actually engraved with a touch bomb array, and the Xuanshui beads did not hurt the stone slab, but instead catapulted to another part of the room, causing several children to flee in panic, and the jars placed all over the ground shattered.

Wu Moxie turned his head in embarrassment, only to see an expressionless old face.

Jiu Yuan Gong snorted coldly, his five fingers flexed and grasped, and his soul power was revealed, as if condensed into an invisible big hand, pushing Wu Moxie down violently on the stone slab, and the blood-colored thread of the Dao Dao rushed out from the stone slab, entwining the latter's limbs to death.

Wu Mo wanted to struggle, but found that he couldn't operate his soul power, and the meridians in his body seemed to be blocked.

"Hey, hey, accept your fate, boy, in front of the old man, you can't play tricks. Jiuyuan Gong suddenly swept over like a ghost, and laughed strangely.

The garcinia yellow eyes rolled, and Jiu Yuan Gong took out a large cup filled with silver vermilion juice from the bottom and placed it beside him.

After taking off the white robe on Wu Moxie's body and leaving only his trousers, Jiuyuan Gong held a wolf pen in his hand, stained it with blood juice and outlined the runes on the former's body, and kept chanting obscure incantations in his mouth.

With each recite a word, those strange runes are a burst of light on them, as if they have some kind of spiritual response.

Wu Moxie watched his body full of ghost talismans, and his heart was getting colder and colder.

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Two hours later, the runes on Wu Moxie's body were already dense, and the lines twisted like thousands of blood snakes, and as time passed, his perception of the soul power in his body began to gradually weaken.

It didn't bode well, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Finally, all the runes required to refine the soul vein of the Moon Clan had been described, and Jiu Yuangong stood up, and the thin pen in his hand seemed to be unable to withstand the long-term injection of soul power.

Jiu Yuangong wiped the sweat on his forehead, and his eyes showed a little tiredness.

But his movements did not stop in the slightest, and after throwing away his pen, he took out a plain-edged aper knife, passed the cleaned blood groove, and prepared to bleed.

Wu Moxie's heart froze, and he cried out in pain.

In this regard, Jiu Yuangong's face was full of black lines, and he said: "I didn't touch you with my knife, you hurt a fart." ”

Wu Moxie hurriedly said, "Then can I ask a question?"

Jiuyuangong's face was expressionless.

"After refining the soul vein of the Moon Clan, can the clansmen associated with your Mingsheng Pool immediately resume their cultivation?"

Jiu Yuan Gong shook his head and said: "The soul vein of the Moon Clan can make the soul of the clan more refined, and the level will be higher, whether it is the spirit demon summoned or the cultivation speed will be greatly improved in the future, but it can't let our fallen cultivation recover immediately." ”

"Oh......"

Wu Moxie said with a serious face: "That can be said to be a pity." ”