"It turned out that the begging was coming!"

Lu Jiangxian paused slightly, and his divine sense leaped out, enveloping the entire Li family, and now the scope of his divine consciousness has greatly increased, and even the surrounding Shanyue and the Lu family can see it clearly.

Sacrifice is a big thing for the people of the four towns, the Li family has not risen when the four towns have a tradition of sacrifice, but the time is different, the Li family ruled the time is more unified, the sacrifice is raised to the highest position, even the roadside doll also knows how to chant two sentences - "the weight of all things, in the worship and Rong"

The townspeople of the towns each took melons and fruits, set up wooden poles in the yard, hung up the paper sky lanterns, and waited for the time of sacrifice, now the residents of the four towns are rich, ordinary townspeople can use sugar melons and sugar cakes to put a few plates, and then the medicine they have taken in the past few years is thrown outside the door and burned together, which is called "throwing a hundred diseases", which means beautiful.

At the foot of Lijing Mountain, the crowd was surging, and the townspeople all stretched their necks to see that the qi-level deer was tightly tied by iron chains, kneeling on the round platform made of bluestone, and the blood stains on his body were quite terrifying.

"This is the deer demon!"

"It's horrible!"

Saying this, the residents of the four towns are not too afraid, it has been almost forty years since the spiritual veins of Dali Mountain have been restored, and there are countless fetal breath monsters that have broken into the town, and they have seen it a few times, and the townspeople are used to seeing the monsters being suppressed, but they are not afraid.

The polished light of the round platform is recognizable, and the perimeter is carved with small patterns, and the huge coral-like antlers that have been cut off are stuck on the neck of the big deer, and Li Tongya presses it with one hand, making it unable to move.

On the top are several symbolic puppet clay tires, behind Li Tongya are the disciples of the Li family Xuanjing, Li Xuanxuan is one step behind Li Tongya, and Li Xuanfeng and Li Xuanling are on the next step of the round platform.

"Sacrifice with blood, and bless the gods."

After reciting the prayer of the sacrifice, the surrounding townspeople fell to their knees, and the streets and stone bridges were full of people prostrating themselves on the ground, everyone closed their eyes reverently, and the whole town was eerily quiet.

"This is the sacrifice of the Li family......"

Wan Tianqiu has seen more than one sacrifice, but every time he can be full of emotion, he bowed respectfully under the stage, the thick incense surging in his nose, the solemn atmosphere shook him to the stiffness of his limbs, and secretly said in his heart:

"Where is this like a family of immortal cultivators who have only risen for forty years, but like a family of immortal cultivators that has been inherited for more than four hundred years!"

Wan Tianqiu also participated in some rituals passed down from the clan when he was in Wanjia, but it couldn't be compared with the solemn appearance of the Li family, and then looked at the Li family's strict management of the disciples in the clan, Wan Tianqiu sighed lowly and said secretly:

"The rise of the Li family in the past forty years is not unreasonable......"

On the stage, the ritual knife in Li Xuanxuan's hand had penetrated straight into the brain of the big deer in the center of the round platform, and the monster screamed sadly, but was pressed by Li Tongya on the round platform and couldn't move, and died immediately.

Under the guidance of Lu Jiangxian's divine sense, the essence of the big deer gathered one after another, condensed with the scattered deer-shaped soul, and gushed out along the wound cut by the sacrificial knife, like a wolf smoke that was gathered by vitality, and the light golden mist that ordinary people could not perceive flowed out from the body of everyone below, and swarmed from the sky lanterns in each courtyard, like swallows returning to their nests, they all merged into the wolf smoke, dyeing the fireworks with a faint gold.

The smoke rose for a few breaths and scattered into countless gray points of light that were difficult to see with the naked eye, flowing towards Lijing Mountain.

On the mirror, the divine light suddenly shimmered, and an invisible and phaseless circle of light spread, and the bodies of the people below were light, Lu Jiangxian pinched out a gray urn, glanced at it a few times, and threw it at Li Xuanfeng.

The ash urn circled and flew towards his Shengyang Mansion, and Lu Jiangxian's eyes suddenly bloomed, and a few lines of big characters appeared.

At the top, a crimson brush is outlined, and it looks like a fierce aura is coming to the face.

"Push through the cracks."

This qi is the same as Li Xiangping's back then, and it can raise the physical fitness of the recipient to an extremely high level, with blood and qi like smoke, and its strength is similar to that of a demon.

The second line is a light blue brushstroke, revealing a touch of lightness.

"Chasing clouds and moons."

This qi is given to the recipient of the talent to ride the clouds and the wind, and it is also quite practical to be able to ride the wind at several times the speed.

The last way of "prolonging life" is to bring forty years of life to the recipient, Lu Jiangxian is the first to give up, after all, the way to cultivate immortals is dangerous, Li Xuanfeng may not be able to use up his lifespan, if he can't survive, prolonging life will be useless.

After hovering for a while between "Strength through a Thousand Jun" and "Chasing the Clouds and the Moon", Lu Jiangxian couldn't make up his mind, and with a flick of his fingers, this point of light disappeared into Li Xuanfeng's spiritual sense.

So let him choose for himself...... However, there are many more residents in the four towns, and this incense is not only condensed into an ash, but also a small half. ”

After thinking for a few breaths, Lu Jiangxian suddenly remembered that there was a secret technique since the body was repaired but had never been used, and now this incense urn has more qi, but it is not enough to condense another ash urn, but it can just be used.

Back then, Li Xiangping killed an old monk who practiced qi, and got a jade pendant from that person, and the jade pendant repaired the ability to condense the Qi Pill for the body, which was to combine this excess Qi with Taiyin Yuehua to condense into the Qi Dan, and the immortal cultivator could only take one in a big realm, and he could break through the barrier and cultivate his practice.

Taking this elixir will also secretly leave a seal in the place of the divine soul of Shengyang Mansion, increasing the speed at which the host can exhale spiritual energy, and when the host dies, it will use its essence to transform into qi to give back to the body.

Although the efficiency of the pill is not as good as that of the Xuanzhu rune bead, it can also be cultivated to two or three out of ten, but the Li family was weak back then, and this secret method has not been used for a long time, and it can only come in handy today.

"It's best to condense a few more pieces of this pill, which can greatly speed up the speed of increasing mana, if it can be circulated to the market, it can be taken by the Zhuji monks and even the Purple Mansion monks, and then recovered after their deaths...... Isn't it beautiful! ”

After thinking about it for a while, Lu Jiangxian had concerns in his heart, and muttered:

"It's just that I don't know if this pill will be recognized, and some enemies will come to the door, and then it will be a big trouble...... That's it, let's use it for the children of the Li family first. ”

The secret method was pinched, and in an instant, the light on the mirror flickered, and the light of the moon gushed out, hovering and circling on the stone platform, condensing like smoke and mist, gathering three bright and shining pills, which were painted with mysterious and tortuous lines, which looked quite beautiful.

After condensing the pill, Lu Jiangxian fell back into the mirror and studied witchcraft.

(End of chapter)