Qiu Shaohu didn't plan to join the resting place just like that, but there was no suitable opportunity to leave at the moment, so it was better to stay still.

The people of the resting place come and go all the time, never stopping. When the green and red bonfire reached its peak, they began to add other things to it one after another.

Qiu Shaohu saw that some of them threw snow-white pearls into it, which were newly caught clam beads near Chaomen, which were not enough to form in a hundred years; There is also a piece of snow-white mink, which is a unique white sable in the forest of Langguoda, known as the king of mink.

There is also a short horse, which is unique to the southern Zhaoyuan country, with a black body without a single miscellaneous hair, a stocky body, and is good at running in the mountainous terrain of the Zhaoyuan country.

This good southern horse was slaughtered in public at this time. The man of the resting place stabbed the horse open the belly of the horse, dug out the horse's heart alive in the neighing of the horse, and threw it into the campfire.

The other led a tall horse, slender and tall, in contrast to the previous Hunnan Li. This is another military horse raised by the Beiguan camp in the northern Dingguo, and it was also concocted as a sacrifice at this time.

Later, in order to make the flames stronger, the men pulled the rope and pulled a huge mechanism. Under the linkage of ropes and winches, a huge copper ring made of a divine gate slowly fell from above, covering every bonfire. The flames burst out from above the brass ring, like a giant dome.

In the middle of the process, the people of the resting place threw countless precious things into the fire, and it was roughly estimated that they were worth at least ten thousand pieces of silver. The wealth that ordinary people had been asking for all their lives was burned in flames, and they became worthless for this strange sacrifice.

It's just that unconsciously, Qiu Shaohu's eyes became solemn.

He clearly felt that in the dark, a unique aura appeared here. It's like opening a door with a key, revealing a little gap, and the light outside the door is enough to shine in and make the whole interior visible.

The stars outside are twinkling, and it seems to correspond to them. Above the stars, there seems to be some unique perception that has crossed a long distance and is projected above the other side, revealing the secrets of chaos in a higher place.

Faintly, in the flame of the furnace, a phantom of a tumbler appeared, I don't know what it represented.

The face of the tumbler is neither sad nor joyful, the posture is upright, and the heaven and earth are falling, and it cannot change its eternal immobility.

Under its base, chaos and clarity are more distinct.

And those palaces are vaguely about to change from "fetus" to "raising", and further become entities.

I thought that these were just tricks to fool people, but it seems that the resting place, as one of the Three Spirits, is not completely untargeted. They are indeed trying to communicate above Chaos, although no one knows what will be there.

In this way, if they can really succeed, then the countless wealth that is now spent will seem cheap compared to it.

But why choose to be here?

Does the Lingchuan Sect also have any secrets?

"Wait for you in a moment, all you need is to throw the primers into the fire. There is no need for too many movements, prayer, prostration, meditation, all of them. The thin man reminded him, "We don't worship gods, and red tape means nothing to us." Purify your body and mind and feel the origin of your resting place. ”

Qiu Shaohu's face was expressionless, but he couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, saying that you have burned so many things, and he actually said "There is no need for red tape".

"But then you can wait a little longer and see if you can hear anything." Skinny man.

"Hear what?" Qiu Shaohu didn't know why.

"We are looking for a resting place for our souls, and it is thanks to the guidance of our ushers in the darkness that we are getting closer to the right track." The thin man said this with a bit of piety and respect, "And the day before yesterday, the usher gave us a clear indication that within this day, there will be a holy relic that will guide us to find the way to the holy land!" ”

Today? Relic?

Is that why the resting place has gone and returned, and is it here today?

But who is the "usher" in his mouth?

Looking at the thin man's attitude towards him, it was almost the same as the feeling of the sect disciple towards the sect.

The people on the periphery came and went, and they had already walked round and round, and finally arrived at Qiu Shaohu's place.

Qiu Shaohu only felt a strong damp air coming from the side, and when he turned his head, another one came over with a buffalo. This buffalo is more than twice as big as ordinary cattle, with a green hat and eyes as big as a bell, and it is also a unique species in Jingchang in the southwest.

Because the size of this cow is too large, it attracted almost everyone's attention as soon as it appeared, and it also covered Qiu Shaohu beside him.

Qiu Shaohu took advantage of this opportunity and quietly walked out when the thin man was not paying attention.

There are few people outside the door, but there are still people coming in and out from time to time, so walking outside at this time is not noticed by others at all.

Some people's whispered conversations also entered Qiu Shaohu's ears one after another.

"Lang Xing, where did Zhongchi go during this time?"

"The whereabouts of the final pool are unknown, and I can't find ......"

As soon as he heard the word "final pool", Qiu Shaohu subconsciously looked at the other party who spoke.

And it happened that the other party also felt something, and looked back at Qiu Shaohu who was walking over.

The eyes were opposite, and both sides were shocked.

Qiu Shaohu recognized this Lang Xing as the man in black who had been with the old Dao of the Final Pond in the Phoenix Heaven Pavilion before!

Seeing that the other party also recognized him, this is really a big deal!

Lang Xing, the man in black, didn't expect Qiu Shaohu to dare to blend into their core, and he was shocked and opened his mouth to shout.

They were at the gate, and one of the bonfires was burning next to them.

Qiu Shaohu turned over and kicked him, and in the middle of the bonfire, the raging fire was kicked away by him, and it was overwhelming towards Lang Xing in an instant.

began to probe like a fire dragon, and then like a spark in the sky, Lang Xing was caught off guard, in a hurry, while dodging and defending, the black knife in his hand appeared, surrounding himself. Although he was not injured, after all, some Mars avoided him, and most of his black shirt was lost.

The jet-black concealment on his face was also burned, revealing a face full of scars.

Lang Xing was teased by Qiu Shaohu and was very angry. At this time, seeing that Qiu Shaohu was unable to give in after winning a blow, and rushed towards him again, he was naturally even more excited.

The black knife in Lang Xing's hand was like a halberd, and he suddenly stabbed forward. The long blade of the black knife suddenly crumbled like a rope, and then flung out again.

"When-" Suddenly, Lang Xing only felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and this time not only did not hit the other party, but it seemed to hit a heavy thing. The dust suddenly dissipated in front of him, and Lang Xing saw that it was not Qiu Shaohu just now, but the copper ring on the bonfire that smashed towards him.

And the real Qiu Shaohu had already flashed to the roof at this time, far away.

Under the pressure of authority, let the other party see what they want to see, and then manipulate the opponent. Qiu Shaohu has mastered all the power of Jiaosu in the past few days, and named this trick - Baidai Wenzong.

There is no first, but superior. The ability of a hundred generations of Wenzong naturally makes all the literati in the world bow down to their orders.

After a successful blow, he heard an uproar behind him, and Qiu Shaohu did not drag his feet and immediately decided to get out of here.

Not to mention that there are at least two people here who are on par with him, it is difficult to deal with so many minions next to him, and it is not known if there are more powerful characters in the resting place here.

It's better to leave quickly.

Hearing the "whirring" wind in their ears, several people also jumped onto the eaves and chased after them. Qiu Shaohu did not hesitate, and as soon as the box touched, a flying claw flew out, hooked on another eaves, and brought himself over in the air.

Of the four claw chains he made, two were worn on his arm, and the other two were mounted on the trap box behind him.

As soon as Fang fell steadily, Qiu Shaohu only felt that the sky was spinning, and there was a harsh wind around him for some reason. The sound of the wind is like crying and roaring, and it makes people's hearts sway. The white flags planted around were swaying even more at this time, like struggling ghosts asking for their lives.

Feeling that someone was approaching, Qiu Shaohu stabbed him with a backhand and scattered it directly. The white debris flying all over the sky, and there was a paper man's face under the scattering, without sadness or joy, as if mocking him.

It's actually a paper man.

Qiu Shaohu was slightly stunned, the sound of the wind in his ears was more obvious, and under the white flags, one white paper figure after another walked towards him in turn. They are unconscious, and there are many of them, and Qiu Shaohu keeps chopping, but it is always to no avail.

Seeing with his amber gaze, Qiu Shaohu saw an unnatural existence, and the palace he was in suddenly became "dead", and immediately took refuge in another place.

Just where he was standing, a flash of light flashed, and the paper figure turned into a large knife, and then a short shadow hidden behind the large knife appeared. The short man manipulates the paper figures, and has the ability to shift into their shapes. Presumably, he also used this method to cut off that person's arm before.

Qiu Shaohu touched the box with his backhand, and two thunder beads appeared in his hand, and suddenly came out with the power of punishment and punishment.

Thunder, the power of the explosion accompanied Qiu Shaohu's knife light, and the surrounding paper figures were swept away, and everything was avoided.

The thin man didn't expect Qiu Shaohu to make such a domineering mastery, and he also gave in again and again for a while.

The power of hyperactivity, like the anger of the dragon, brings the auspiciousness of sweeping away all evil spirits. This style was named by Qiu Shaohu - Thunder Fury, as a nemesis of evil.

However, after a great delay, the rest of the resting place gathered around. Seeing that Qiu Shaohu was tricky, of course they didn't dare to come up and face it directly, but used the method of wheel warfare to advance in turns, constantly consuming Qiu Shaohu's vitality.

Qiu Shaohu dealt with them one by one, the blade of the Yanling knife was like snow, cold and bright, and it was like a shadow hanging high in everyone's hearts. What surprised them was that Qiu Shaohu not only did not show any exhaustion, but became more and more courageous, and seemed to have endless strength.

Qiu Shaohu took the central Juntian as the foundation of his cultivation, and after many days of enlightenment, he finally exerted the power of Juntian's last third night, the power of Di Su. It is the root of heaven, the foundation of heaven, and it is endless. This kind of power has given Qiu Shaohu an unimaginable effort.

He named it "Wisdom Spring". If the literati writes, if they are inspired, they are full of ideas, and they can be written in one go without pause, which is in line with his current situation.