The river was surging and meandering into the distance, like a huge black dragon, entrenched above the earth, rolling and roaring.

In the night, Ji Yuan turned back to the martial arts arena, wanting to check on the corpses.

I saw more than a dozen people in iron armor lying straight on the water-milled green bricks of the martial arts arena, without any breath, like a human chrysalis with sucked dry vitality.

"These people are shriveled all over, with only a layer of skin wrapped around the bones, as if they have been sucked dry!"

Ji Yuan felt shocked, and the middle-aged man pushing the giant wheel and running the fist of life and death came to his mind.

"This person's style of action is vicious and domineering, ignoring everything, and he is afraid that he is comparing himself to the gods who enslave heaven and earth!"

At this time, several people dressed as small servants came unhurriedly from a distance.

Ji Yuan's body moved, like a phantom, and he hid, secretly observing them carrying the corpse.

These people packed more than a dozen fluttering corpses in sacks, and actually walked towards Feiyun Village.

"They didn't throw away the corpses, but had to transport them back to Zhuangzi, could it be that these corpses were of any use?"

Ji Yuan followed them all the way to the outside of a wooden attic.

This loft is deep and quiet, built in the middle of a bamboo forest, and the breeze blows, and the fragrance of mahogany wafts out of the building.

"Young Master! We're here to send you the ingredients for making incense. ”

They knelt on the ground respectfully, sincerely afraid, as if the young master was some kind of man-eating monster, for fear of losing their lives.

In the attic, a boy in brocade clothes walked out slowly. He nodded slightly, looking intently towards a small courtyard on the east side of the village, with a hint of a smile on his face, as if he was in a good mood.

Ji Yuan hid on the roof of the attic, his eyes stared: "It turned out to be him!" ”

Then, the boy motioned for the people to bring in the bag containing the body.

The men were familiar with the road, and entered through a secret door, and there was a secret room under the attic.

The secret room was dark and deep, with a faint firelight, illuminating the gray-brown color of the walls like iron, and painted on it with blood-red talismans that were hideous and sharp, like dragons and snakes.

In the center of the secret room, a dark blue fire is slowly burning, and a huge stone tripod is erected on it, with blurred patterns, as if it has been weathered and corroded by time, simple and mysterious.

Brother Gongzi ordered someone to step on the ladder and dump more than a dozen corpses into it.

When he had done these things, he retreated from the crowd again, jumped on the edge of the stone tripod himself, lifted a stone pestle more than one person high, and smashed it hard.

"Squeak!"

These corpses were all masters of bone training in the fetal realm before they were alive, and their bones were as hard as iron, and they were grinding by the stone pestle at the moment, making a piercing sound of gold and iron rubbing, echoing in the dark secret room, like a scream.

Brother Gongzi held the stone pestle and slammed it back and forth, and the dark blue ghost fire in the ground shook, rising with a grimace-like light flame.

The bones in the tripod were almost all turned into powders like gold and stone.

He sniffed hard, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face: "The stronger the corpse before its death, the stronger the murderous aura and resentment condensed on it, and the better the effect of the soul dementor incense produced!" ”

Brother Gongzi jumped off the stone tripod and threw a handful of black mud into the fire: "Uncle's kung fu in the cycle of life and death has grown to such an extent that he can swallow the vitality of thirteen bone refining masters at one time, but I am afraid that I will soon step into the immortal realm of iQue Taixu!" ”

The black mud, like flesh wriggling, burned violently in the dark blue flames, making a ghostly crying sound!

For a moment, the entire secret room became blue, and there were flying grimaces everywhere, like a ball of flame, scraping against the wall, inspiring blood-red talismans, which were bounced back fiercely.

It turns out that this secret room is a peculiar solitary shape dug out of the ground, which is made of special steel, which can make the heat and air flow swirl and cannot be dissipated.

Combined with the talisman on the wall, the murderous aura and resentment in the corpse are locked, and the incense is made into a fragrance that hurts people's souls.

Brother Gongzi wore long hair and chanted a spell in the light of the fire, his expression gradually excited, like a terrifying demon.

"Refining ghosts and turning into gods, protect my true soul! Hate the sky and hate the earth, I am the only one! ”

The sound of the ghost crying and howling was like a tsunami erupting, and the ghost fire swirled wildly, erupting with bibi phosphorus, the color of blood jade.

In the air, a fierce stream of sulfur, flames, and the breath of hell of death came out, and the group swirled and split into two streams.

One smashed down fiercely into Shi Ding, and the other got into Brother Gongzi's body.

I only heard Brother Gongzi's body up and down, and he burst out with an extremely comfortable moan, as if he was fluttering like a fairy, and all his wishes were fulfilled in an instant.

His eyes were also glowing with bibi phosphorus, a luster like ghost fire, and his aura was gloomy, like a ghost god from the underworld.

"The soul incense kills people in the air, without a trace, it is the power of naked ghosts and gods, used to intimidate the world, it couldn't be better!"

Ordinary people are most afraid of ghosts and gods, and they are often superstitious about the horror of dreams, thinking that it is a bad omen, so they will go to the temple to burn incense and pray to the gods and Buddhas to digest the disaster for themselves.

Brother Gongzi brewed in his heart, and the expression on his face was wonderful: "I have never believed in anyone, only my own strength is real!" Sooner or later, I will rely on my own people to establish the way of ghosts and gods, monopolize faith, and condense into gods! ”

Ji Yuan hid above the attic, and the aura of the gods behind his head shone, like a mirror, reflecting the terrifying scene of the blue fire in the secret room: "It turns out that he is also a madman who wants to bewitch the world and gather faith!" ”

He jumped out of the attic, and a few of them returned to their small courtyard, and finally could rest for a while: "One kills people to practice, and the other uses corpses and bones to refine ghosts, it is indeed too similar to Yun Tianpeng's style!" This Feiyunzhuang must have a lot to do with that birdman! ”

Ji Yuan lay on the bed, turning over and over: "It's just that where the birdman is hiding, he hasn't even shown a shadow, and there is no trace in the city!" ”

"I don't know how long the ginseng fruit will last."

"There are also Nie Pan, Manghu, and a ...... of smoke"

He was a little irritable, and he planned to find out the mechanism of the martial arts arena first, and see what was hidden under the big river.

......

Early the next morning, when Ji Yuan was still asleep, he heard the door kicked open, making a loud "bang"!

"Stinky boy! The horses are awake, you are still sleeping, do I want you to raise horses, or do you raise you? ”

A clear and beautiful scream pierced Ji Yuan's ears, as if a thunderclap had exploded.

Ji Yuan jumped up from the bed with a "puff", and with soft sleepy eyes, he saw Yun Luoying standing at the door menacingly, and the huge head of the black demon scale horse also poked in.

"Miss, stop your anger! I'll get up and feed the horse for you, and take it around a few more times to get rid of it!" ”

Ji Yuan hurriedly put on a smiling face, thinking about how to support Yun Luoying, and then go to explore the mechanism of the martial arts field.

Yun Luoying's willow eyebrows were upside down, and the more she looked at Ji Yuan, the more unhappy she was in her heart, angry at how could a god like a black demon scale horse follow such a lazy thing.

She snorted coldly, and her smooth face revealed a plump flush, looking youthful and moving: "No need! Today I'm going to ride out of the city to hunt, and you come along!" ”

As soon as Ji Yuan wanted to open his mouth to refuse, he saw Yun Luoying's cold eyes and the horsewhip raised in his hand.

He sighed, and he was afraid that he would show some horses and feet, and he would ruin a big deal: "Miss! Since I'm going out of the city to hunt with you, where is my horse? ”

Yun Luoying showed a wicked smile, threw out a thick rope, tied Ji Yuan firmly, and then drove the black demon scale horse to rise in the dust: "Aren't your legs a ready-made horse?" ”

Ji Yuan was dragged by the huge force, and the whole person flew up, and the surging cold wind poured into his mouth: "I@%#"

The black demon scale horse dragged Ji Yuan all the way, galloping like lightning, and the girl's unbridled laughter came from his back.

This scene happened to be seen by the void trace who walked out of the attic, and found that Ji Yuan was dragged by a black dragon-like horse, making a lively call on the ground.

Void Trace's face changed greatly, and he was shocked and angry in his heart: "How is it possible! The little beast didn't die! ”

He looked at Yun Luoying's distant figure, and his fists turned white: "Yun Luoying, could it be that you protected that kid!" Well, really good! I'll see how long you can protect him! ”