8. Xuanjun
The pursuit of the group of ancient leather giants in the rear was getting closer and closer, and Yun Zhongci no longer hesitated, and directly and quickly pushed open the gate and rushed in.
The door was closed with his backhand, and the roars of the ancient leather giants outside were as if they were isolated in another world, and they could no longer be heard.
"Xuanjun, Xuanjun ......"
Yun Zhongci silently repeated these words in his heart, he always felt that this "Xuanjun" seemed to have heard it in his previous life.
He raised his head slightly, looking up and down.
Compared with the first ancient god Pure Land that came into contact, Yun Zhongci obviously felt that this Xuanjun Temple was obviously much bigger than that little seedling; The layout is also richer.
The strange pearl inlaid in the ceiling provides a light source and shines downward.
But next to him were two columns of mighty spiritual officials, their expressions were either angry or happy, some of them were holding swords in their hands, and some were pinching the Dao tricks.
In the center of the main hall, there are three statues of Taoist gods with different shapes.
The person in the center rode a pitch-black goat, with red lips and white teeth, holding a golden book in his hand, with a bewitching smile on the corner of his mouth, and his pupils staring at the main entrance of the Taoist temple.
The one on the right is a humanoid figure holding a long sword, he is covered in fairy wind bones, but his face is full of dense eyeball pupils, which makes people's hairs stand on end.
On the left, a thin old man, on crutches, his forehead bulging high as if he had a tumor. He grinned, smiling horribly forward.
In front of the three Taoist statues, there is a huge incense burner, and one after another incense sticks are tied in it, like a small jungle.
The cigarette smoke is smearing and it never seems to burn out.
In front of the huge incense burner, there was a small offering table, on which stood a gray candle, and the tip of the candle burned a faint blue flame, like a hell fire.
Next to the burning candle is a thread-bound book with an old, yellowed cover.
Yun Zhongci's gaze moved away from the three Taoist statues, and approached the offering table to take a look, the words on this book were similar to the style on the plaque outside the Xuanjun Temple, the same, although I didn't know it, but its meaning was also directly transmitted to Yun Zhongci's mind.
"Xuanjun Seven Chapters of the Secret Scripture ......" The moment these six words appeared in Yun Zhongci's mind, his eyes immediately crossed over, "...... I see, Xuanjun's seven chapters of the secret scripture. ”
There is very little information about Xuanjun, but the "Xuanjun Seven Chapters Secret Sutra" compiled by him can be said to be an oriental magic book that has left a strong mark in the Cthulhu mythology.
As the name suggests, this tome is divided into seven different chapters, each of which contains one or more powerful spells.
For example, the first chapter, "Immortal Sand Soul Return".
This article is about how to refine and use the strange thing of rejuvenating sand to resurrect the dead into ghouls who obey their orders.
"Xuanjun...... In reality, this Taoist temple established by Qiu Chuji, in the old days, was it the Xuanjun concept related to Xuanjun? Yun Zhongci's face was solemn, and at the same time, another question also came to his mind, "So what are the relics of the ancient gods here?" ”
After glancing around, Yun Zhongci finally stopped his gaze on the Xuanjun Seven Chapters Secret Sutra with a yellowed cover, "Since this place is called Xuanjun Temple, then, the relics of the ancient gods must be items related to Xuanjun......"
Under the ghostly candlelight, the volume of Xuanjun's seven chapters of the secret scripture is even more demonic.
"Do you want to touch it......
Yun Zhongci was a little hesitant in his heart, although he was inspired and not afraid of death, but in the Cthulhu worldview, or in many strange worlds, sometimes being alive is more painful than death.
However, just as he hesitantly looked at the volume of the Xuanjun Seven Chapters Secret Sutra, an old voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
"Later unknown favorites, when you hear these words, this seat has fallen......"
"Their power is greater than we imagined......"
"We failed, but we succeeded in sealing some of them away......"
"There are many things that I can't say, but you have to remember that the outer gods, the rulers of the old, the old gods...... There is no limit to their good and evil......"
"Live well, the future favored ......"
As the voice became smaller and smaller, Yun Zhongci didn't have time to think or doubt, and then the book of Xuanjun's Seven Chapters Secret Sutra with a yellowed cover collapsed into a Dao point of light, and then the point of light condensed into a thumb-sized ball of light, like an arrow from the string, and before Yun Zhongci could react, it flew into the center of his eyebrows.
Yun Zhongci was stunned for a moment, "What's going on...... That's right, the property board. He reacted instantly, and sure enough, when Yun Zhongci opened the attribute panel, he found that there was one more skill.
5. Curse Seal: Earth Secret Cult Summoning Ritual (no level, no points)
Effect: For every 100 increases in inspiration, you can summon a loyal god sealed in the Earth Treasure Urn to fight for you, and the person who holds the Earth Treasure Urn is the master of the gods, and has the right to kill and kill him.
Current number of Spirits that can be summoned: 1
"Gods?" Yun Zhongci's face was stunned, and then, in the short time he was stunned, everything around him dispersed like a flower mist.
"Wait...... The relics of the ancient gods, the secret scripture of the seven chapters of Xuanjun is indeed a relic of the ancient gods, and now that it has disappeared, then it means that ......" Yun Zhongci suddenly came back to his senses and frowned, "...... This pure land is about to disappear. ”
As soon as the thought fell, the surrounding spiritual officials, offering tables, incense burners, and statues of gods ...... It's all gone.
Under the night sky, the clouds were alone, standing in the open land.
“……”
Not far away, more than a dozen ancient leather giants sitting or standing, their heads and two eyes flashing with faint green light, all stared at the stunned Yunzhongci.
The next moment, terrifying howls came and went, and more than a dozen ancient leather giants roared angrily, their torsos and limbs exerted their strength, and rushed towards the clouds.
Like a dark tsunami.
"Try that spell mark ......" Thinking of the "Spell Seal: Earth Secret Sect Summoning Ritual of Divine Summoning" that he had just obtained, Yun Zhongci silently spoke in his heart.
Summon!
Then, the light of the eyebrows in the clouds flashed.
The point of light that shot into the center of my eyebrows is the treasure of the earth, and Yun Zhongci knows it in his heart.
At this time, the ancient leather giant that rushed the fastest had already come to the cloud three meters away, it roared and swung out a punch, and the air let out a dull roar under this powerful punch, and then ......
The space in front of Yun Zhongci distorted, and then a pale palm drilled out of the space, like a mayfly shaking a tree, and pressed on the fist of the ancient leather giant.
And at the moment when this pale hand stretched out, the bodies of all the ancient leather giants in the charging state stiffened in unison, as if the mouse saw the cat, and forcibly stopped one after another.
They trembled on their knees, knelt straight on the ground, let out inexplicable cries from their mouths, bowed their heads, and fell to the ground.
Like the pilgrims of ancient times.
Except for the ancient leather giant that was holding its fist and rushing to the front, it did not move, it should be said that it did not dare to move, or it was stopped by another stronger and more violent force.
Its gaze was filled with indescribable horror, and it had a slight mouth and gasped violently.
"Poof......
In a brief silence, the tall body of the ancient leather giant exploded, and black-green stinking blood, limb bone fragments, and so on were scattered all over the ground, leaving only the pale hand, silently hanging in the air.