The remnant rain is slanting and the sun is shining, and the birds are still flying at sunset.

The smoke and rain in Nanfu County did not stop for a whole day.

Outside the Ling Xing array, the little Taoist priest Jing Wen woke up from meditation for the second time today.

The first time was in the morning, not long after my uncle entered the battle with the three seniors, there were several loud noises in the north of Chu County, Nanfu County.

The roar of the formation and the roar of the behemoth were mixed in one place, and they were quite close to here, and it seemed to be two or three miles away, which was really terrifying.

Will my uncle be okay?

These few strange noises made Jing Wen feel a lot of worries in his heart.

She condensed her qi on her little finger, made a soft "snort", and sacrificed half of the blood-stained nails that had been peeled off, using the "burning sacrifice" in a sacrificial technique.

In the smoke derived from the firelight, the little Taoist priest saw that the soul and body of Jing Zhi Lao Dao were still intact, standing next to a boulder, and there were also four foundation building seniors around him, so he was relieved a lot.

If my uncle sees me and secretly uses the sacrificial technique, I guess I will be trained again, right?

Thinking of this, Jing Wen let out a long breath, quickly re-settled, and ran the qi machine again.

She plans to regrow the half of her nails that she had just peeled off before she finishes today's practice.

At this moment, as the sun sank in the west, the little Taoist priest began to collect his merits according to his previous practice habits.

All her qi was subsumed into the lower dantian, and it no longer overflowed on the surface of her body, and the drizzle immediately wet her robe.

Jing Wen screamed "ah", complained about his carelessness, and lifted the qi of Xia Dantian to his whole body, isolating the invasion of rain, and then stood up and looked around.

Raindrops gathered from the leaves of wild jasmine, accumulating into droplets the size of fingernails, shaking their chubby bodies and crumbling on the leaves.

After a gentle breeze, the raindrops eventually fell to the ground.

The sunset is infinitely better.

It's just that he still doesn't see his uncle, which makes the little Taoist feel very uncomfortable.

More than a year has passed since the "Luchi Change" set off by General Xie Long, and Jing Wen's heart is still resisting being alone.

She still remembered clearly that night when she was still called Jing Min, the night when the fire burned down the sacrificial sacred tree, the spiritual altar, and the people of the Jing clan in the palace-

That night, the king ordered himself to leave the secret passage of the palace alone, and not to linger, and within a pillar of incense, he had to complete the dark and oppressive secret passage that was ten miles long.

As the corpse of King Zhuo, it is not difficult for Ah Niang to pretend to be decisive and domineering;

As the daughter of the king of Zhuo, Jing Min pretends to be strong and understands current affairs, which is also simple.

She finally took a deep look at Ah Niang, as if she wanted to engrave this figure firmly in her heart.

The latter wore a plain royal robe peculiar to the corpse of a king, and the blood jade crown blocked the look of the leader of the country.

The two of them were speechless like this, like strangers.

After five breaths, Jing Mintou did not look back into the long dark passage, and quickly used the sacrificial technique to cut off all the 100,000 troubles, leaving only a very short stubble.

Sacrificial art, "Yin Sacrifice"!

In the Taiyi Period, there would be no sacrifice required to perform such sacrifices.

And in today's Dao Xingji, not only does it require a certain amount of sacrifice to launch the sacrificial technique, but the effectiveness is also greatly reduced.

The strands of her severed hair vanished into thin air, and a few white candles suddenly appeared beside her, suspended in mid-air and able to accompany her movements.

Its speed and sensitivity under its feet have been greatly improved.

When she runs, she seems to have the help of the yin wind, and between moving and moving, she can easily avoid obstacles on the ground.

All in all, her skills at this time are still on a higher level than those in the rivers and lakes.

Just after half a pillar of incense, Jing Min rushed out of the secret passage unharmed and met his long-awaited uncle Jing Zhi at the dark passage.

She hadn't seen her uncle for five years, but she still remembered his appearance.

I heard that the latter is the same as himself.,Have a very high talent for sacrificial arts.,It's just that he can't inherit the throne because he's a man.。

This uncle was also free and easy, and went straight to Dali to learn Taoism under a certain immortal sect, and was the only cultivator in the Jing clan.

Jing Zhi saw the miserable white candlelight on his niece's side, and the short hair like a dog's gnaw, and then glanced at the fire in the distance, and forcibly endured his sadness, and took out a pill from his arms:

"Child, take this pill, and in the future, you will be called Jingwen, a little Taoist priest who practices with me......"

Suddenly, Jing Wen pulled his thoughts out of his memory.

She felt something stirring in the southwest direction.

The little Taoist priest raised his eyes and saw a lump of flesh covering the ground in the Ling Xing array.

It is more than ten zhang long and wide.

The epidermis is white, like the delicate skin of a twenty-eight woman;

Inside it was bloody, like a mutilated animal in the butcher's house.

If you look closely, this lump of skin and flesh is like a worm, arching, flattening, and crawling forward.

And as he went, the flesh was torn apart and closed, leaving a trail of blood like a stream in its path.

What is this?!

Jing Wen was secretly disgusted in his heart, and was about to use the sacrificial technique to get in touch with his uncle again, but he heard a scream from the monster in the array, and he immediately saw the sea spinning for a while, and he lost consciousness.

……

Nanfu County, Yitai County.

"Jade cage?" Qiu Hengliang smacked his lips, as if he was measuring how much qi he needed to consume, "How big does the junior brother need?" ”

"The length, width, and height should be two feet."

The boy pondered for a few breaths and reported the size.

"Well, it's not too difficult, it can be made tonight," Qiu Hengliang agreed, coughed lightly, and sneered, "Then Senior Brother is only responsible for making this thing and sitting in the Formation Heart?" ”

Zhang Xu bowed his head and said: "This is nature. ”