On the outskirts of the North District, this time, for the sake of insurance, Meng Xuan still did not choose the tannery last time, but chose an abandoned factory that was waiting to be demolished.

According to the usual practice, Meng Xuan first checked the surroundings of the factory, and after making sure that there was no one, he walked into the factory.

A smell of discarded engine oil came from the pavement, valuable machinery had long been dismantled and transported, and the remaining broken copper and iron had been bought by scrap dealers, and the factory was empty, except for patches of blackened stains from engine oil, scattered on the walls and floors.

Meng Xuan did not choose the location of his ceremony in the factory building, because the factory was too empty, and both sides were open, and if something happened, there was no room for reaction at all.

He walked to the side of the factory, there were a few smaller rooms here, which looked like they were used by the factory staff, and before they could be demolished, Meng Xuan found the slightly larger one, walked in with his own large bag of things, and closed the door of the room by the way.

He took out a small brush and swept the dusty ground first, and then took out the ritual materials in the bag, sorted them and placed them neatly on the ground, waiting for the follow-up treatment.

Meng Xuan, who had experience in two ceremonies, was already very familiar with the process of holding the ceremony.

He took off his coat and long sleeves first, took a deep breath against the winter cold, and methodically began to process the ritual materials.

First, take about 5 taels of gold powder and half a tael of Haitian amethyst powder and pour them into a container, then add 500 ml of adult Roserona black cat blood and an appropriate amount of water, and start stirring.

When the powder and liquid in the vessel were all stirred evenly and turned into a viscous paste, Meng Xuan stopped his movements, picked up the small brush that was placed aside, dipped it in the viscous liquid in the vessel, and began to paint the ritual pattern on the ground.

Bright red lines with glittering gold and purple powder particles slowly appeared on the ground, and this time it only took about five minutes for Meng Xuan to completely paint the ritual formation on the ground.

The ceremonial pattern on the ground is a pattern of two ovals superimposed on each other, one horizontal and one vertical, like two superimposed narrow pupils, which look a bit like Nelson's Eye.

After doing this, about a third of the viscous liquid in the vessel remained.

Meng Xuan didn't pour them out, but took out a brush for painting, and a mirror, stained with the viscous liquid in the vessel, and began to paint the ritual array pattern on his body against the mirror.

This formation pattern is based on the location of the five internal organs as five nodes, then through the neck, spread to the face, connect the location of the two pupils, and finally converge and end at the center of the eyebrows.

Meng Xuan was a little in a trance by the pungent blood of the adult Roserona black cat.

This black cat is said to be a symbol of psychic, a rare breed, and has an important position in ancient sacrificial rituals, and the witch in the TV series will always carry one by her side to show her mystery, and this liter of blood cost Meng Xuan tens of thousands of yuan.

Meng Xuan took a deep breath with a mysterious pattern and began to continue the next steps.

Put a small stove, stuff in purple Borneo wood blocks, light a fire, set up a small black pot, pour all the remaining Roserona black cat blood into the black pot, add an appropriate amount of water, chop the monkey brain into a paste on the cutting board, chop the pig heart, chop the bezoar, and chop the eyes of the owl······

After a busy process of chopping up all the animal organ materials, Meng Xuan took out a few plant materials.

Omega grass, Konar bark, zero-core dried flowers······

These things have the effect of tranquilizers when taken in small amounts, but these things that Meng Xuan is using now feel that they have far exceeded the dose of normal tranquilizers······

Meng Xuan took a deep breath and threw these plant materials into the black cauldron as well.

"Gurgling ······"

The inexplicable liquid in the black cauldron began to boil, and sticky bubbles bubbled out.

Then, Meng Xuan lit and placed a red candle at each of the four ends of the two ovals of the ritual pattern, and after sterilizing it with a slightly scorching knife, he stood up.

He stared at the middle of the ritual and began to circle around it.

Three circles on the left.

Three circles on the right.

Then he sat down, pricked his finger with a knife and dripped a drop of blood into the boiling viscous liquid.

“KA！ SHA！ XI！ WA！ KE！ WO！ ZHI！ XI！ HA！ YA！ ”

Meng Xuan recited the starting words in a dull voice.

After the activation words were finished, the liquid in the black cauldron seemed to boil even more.

Meng Xuan picked up the black cauldron and drank the liquid in it in one gulp.

Airplanes!!!

A strong feeling of vertigo and trance hit him.

"It's hot!!"

Meng Xuan, who felt cold just now, actually began to feel that his body was hot at this time.

The room was filled with heat, and he saw that the walls around him were beginning to melt like candles.

Not only the candles, but he felt as if he was melting!

The skin and flesh are as if they were made of wax, and they have turned into wax liquid and are constantly falling.

At the same time, a gaze with a strong malice was placed on Meng Xuan's body.

He subconsciously raised his head to look at the roof.

Originally, the roof of the room had long since gone to a black chaos, and in the chaos, a huge eyeball about five meters long opened and looked at Meng Xuan quietly.

“HA！ YA！ XI！ A！ YI！ SK！ AL！ DA！ ”

A wave of frantic babbling poured into his mind, bombarding what was left of his sanity almost like a bomb.

"Turn... Meditation Formation Pattern··· Close the door in 10 minutes... No... Dead ·····"

Meng Xuan gritted his teeth, stubbornly guarding his sanity, and kept repeating the steps and warnings of the ritual in his mind.

Within ten minutes, turn the Meditation Ritual Wheel for at least a week, manipulate the ritual pattern, and completely block the Alien Eye projected from the Otherworld, otherwise, the recipient will be transformed into a Distorted Eye Demon under the gaze of the Alien Eye, completely losing their mind and life.

This is a warning to the recipient in the test log.

Turn !!

Meng Xuan took five minutes, and after failing three times, he finally controlled his mental power to outline the ritual wheel of meditation with difficulty in a frantic whisper, and his spiritual power was wildly concentrated, pushing the ritual wheel slowly with all his strength.

His body was almost half melted, and his body had even lost consciousness.

But with the slow turn of the wheel of rituals.

With the formation pattern depicted by Meng Xuan on the center of his eyebrows as the center, the cross-pupil formation that hooked the ground began to rotate slowly.

It's like a delicate mechanical gear.

One formation after another extended and spread, entangled the dark hole above Meng Xuan's head, and kept tightening it.

The power of the ritual caused the dark hole to shrink and shrink.

He finally turned the ritual wheel for a week.

The ritual array emitted a bright light that dispelled the darkness.

The giant eye in the darkness, which seemed to have a trace of unwillingness, was finally completely blocked by the light and disappeared.