Xiao Cong returned to the edge of the pit again, for the old ghost, he still couldn't be completely assured, of course, he wouldn't immerse all his mind in the vast sea of smoke to find the magic circle about the power of the underworld, originally according to the old ghost's meaning- Since Xiao Cong came out of Tiandaoxuan, then he should have a dabbling in hundreds of miscellaneous studies, as long as he uses a celestial style based on the power of the underworld to hit this emperor's sacrifice, coupled with his hundreds of thousands of years of Taoism, it may not be impossible to saturate it and reverse, but this old ghost really thinks too highly of Xiao Cong and Tiandaoxuan, although the celestial form Xiao Cong who is based on the power of the underworld does know and has practiced a little, but with his cultivation in the middle of the star realm now, it is really difficult for a strong man, and after a little consideration, he still feels that his own magic circle is more reliable。

Entering the sheepskin tent with a hidden shadow hiding array outside, he just saw Hongxiang reaching out to inject a trace of true qi into the fire lotus, the latter raised his head when he heard the sound, his eyes were full of surprise, and he was stunned for a moment or two before he shouted "brother".

Xiao Cong nodded with a smile, walked to the side of the fire lotus and sat down cross-legged, shook his body quite ungracefully, rubbed his hands violently, and scolded:

"This place, it's too cold, the master is about to be frozen!"

Hongxiang smiled when he heard this, and said mockingly:

"When I looked at my brother's appearance before, I thought my brother didn't feel cold, but it turned out to be pretended. ”

Xiao Cong shrank and put his two hands on the lotus heart of the fire lotus hole, and when he heard this, he turned his head and rolled his eyes.

"Just kidding, this young master's graceful demeanor, how can it be humiliating with a little cold!"

Hongxiang giggled, and said with joy in his tone:

"The beautiful frozen person is fake, and the sadness is immaculate, the others are true, my brother is so happy to come back this time, but has he found a way to save the King of Hades?"

Xiao Cong squinted and chuckled when he heard this,

"You're getting smarter, boy. ”

Then with some contrived sighs,

"Alas, it doesn't matter if you successfully rescue the King of Hades, but you have finally found some eyebrows. ”

"Brother, what is that black shadow?" Hongxiang asked with an innocent look as he fanned his two big black and white eyes.

Xiao Cong's tone was light,

"What, you saw that too?"

Hongxiang nodded like a chicken pecking rice,

"Uh-huh. ”

Xiao Cong smiled and said with a little helplessness:

"It's a witch spirit who has rejuvenated the soul, and I don't know who it is. ”

Hongxiang's mouth opened slightly, in the bedroom where Lin Shuling temporarily lived that day, he naturally heard all kinds of witch spirits, so he heard Xiao Cong talk about a witch spirit in the big pit, and yesterday he saw that there seemed to be some unclear relationship between Xiao Cong and the witch spirit, and he was inevitably a little surprised.

"That brother ......"

The two have been together for so long, Xiao Cong naturally has touched the thoughts of these half apprentices, so he explained with a smile:

"How can there be absolute opposition in this world, and there is no eternal enemy, what if he is a witch spirit, if I want to bring the Hades King out smoothly, his help is indispensable. ”

"But does my brother really want to believe in a notorious witch spirit?"

Xiao Cong's eyes moved up, looking at the not very high conical canopy, and said with a warm smile:

"Don't worry, my brother has my brother's means, and I can't suffer a loss. ”

Hong Xiang pursed his lips and nodded suspiciously, Xiao Cong smiled slightly and retracted his hand from the Fire Lotus to his lap, completely immersed his mind in Mi Kei.

Following the distraction secret method, the spiritual consciousness is transformed into tens of millions, wandering back and forth beside a shelf of codex bamboo slip books, the Xiao family's nearly 10 million years of formation accumulation are all here, although this is a treasure that cannot be measured by common sense, but if you want to find a (volume) suitable for his current formation attainments and can accumulate the power of the underworld is really a technical job, and it is really a hard work, because he has to check every codex or book or bamboo slip one by one, just looking at the name, I am afraid that I will miss many fish that have slipped through the net, but it must be a waste of work and nothing, it is better to be more practical and steady in this way。

This search is half a day and a night.

In the early morning of the next day, Xiao Cong's mind returned from Mi Kei, he opened his eyes slightly, in the still hot red light of the fire lotus, a pair of eyes were black and white, and the light that could leak out of them was slightly sluggish, he was too tired, maybe from the face, he was still the young man, but the tiredness and malaise in his eyes could not be ignored.

His right hand opened upward, and a scroll tied up by a black rope appeared out of thin air, Xiao Cong was motionless, but his eyes quietly moved to the right between the half-open and half-closed eyelids, he opened his mouth and yawned a few long yawns in succession with a painful face, and for a while he was sobbing sideways, and the huge consumption of mental power made him feel that he couldn't support it, so he leaned back and fell asleep.

There was still about an hour or more before sunrise, and an hour later, Xiao Cong turned over on the felt in the sheepskin tent, and even forgot to take the scroll and rushed out of the tent, sitting cross-legged on the edge of the pit facing east, staring motionless into the distance, and in less than a moment, the hazy light sprinkled down, and a touch of purple flashed from the eyes of the person sitting on the plate.

He stood up, yawned several more times, and went back to the tent to make up for sleep!

In the year-round cloudy plain, it is never possible to talk about bright words such as "the sky is bright", about three o'clock in the morning, Xiao Cong woke up from a deep sleep, rubbed his sleeping face vigorously, felt dry mouth, couldn't help swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva, about the time to cultivate the martial arts spirit pupil, it was like a dream, so that I couldn't remember.

Hongxiang had already gotten up, probably because Xiao Cong, who had never slept lazy, must have something to do with getting up later than him for the first time, so he didn't bother, and cautiously went out of the tent and lit a fire in a makeshift stove made of stones, and put the pot full of water on the mouth of the stove, the water was already boiling, he scooped boiling water with a wooden spoon and put it in an iron kettle, and then hurriedly got into the tent with the iron kettle.

"Brother, you're awake. ”

Hongxiang put the iron kettle in front of Xiao Cong and said to himself:

"While the water is still hot enough, wash up, this place is so cold, it should be cold in a while. ”

Xiao Cong turned his head, looked at Hongxiang with a courteous face with dull eyes, and asked:

"Where did you get the wood?"

Hongxiang smiled, scratched his head and replied:

"Digging out of the ground, isn't it good that I haven't been active for a long time, just move to loosen and loosen my muscles. ”

Xiao Cong smashed his mouth a few times, didn't speak again, reached out and poured the pot full of porcelain bowls on the table, put down the iron kettle and drank it all, Hongxiang smiled knowingly, turned around and walked out of the tent.

Although Xiao Cong was too lazy to get up, he didn't want to cool Hongxiang's little heart in vain, so he got up with his arms on the ground, poured the water in the iron kettle into a basin placed in the corner of the tent, soaked the towel, folded it in half a few times and applied it to his face, through the towel, he exhaled a long breath, and said lazily:

"Well, it's been a long time since I've felt this comfortable. ”

This wonderful enjoyment is rare, because the heat is lost too quickly here, no, just after applying it for a while, I already felt that the veneer was cold, Xiao Cong pulled down the towel, sighed dejectedly, picked up the basin and walked out of the tent, a splash of water fell, and it had formed thin ice before it landed.

Hongxiang walked into the tent with a steaming face on his front foot, Xiao Cong followed in with his hind foot, and the two sat down cross-legged in front of the small table one after another, Hongxiang put the noodles in the big bowl into the two small bowls respectively, and injected a trace of true qi into the fire lotus casually, and the tent became warmer and warmer.

Because of the severe cold of the region, he is not afraid of food spoilage, and Hongxiang's previous beggar career has played a role at this time - in order to be able to satisfy his hunger after a long stream of water, he cooked all kinds of meat prepared before and salted it with salt and dried it in the wind to become jerky, which is used to eat dry food, which can add some flavor, Xiao Cong has no attention to this, and has no opinion, for him, what he eats is the same, of course, for Hongxiang, a senior foodie, it is very different.

For three whole days, Xiao Cong hid in the sheepskin tent next to the scroll that the fire lotus had painstakingly taken out of the mustard, and without saying a word, he left the old ghost alone in the big pit, and he didn't feel guilty, anyway, that guy had been in the big pit for more than 100,000 years, and he should have been used to it a long time ago, even if he wasn't used to it, in the final analysis, Xiao Cong still wanted to dry him, so that he didn't keep thinking how important he was.

Xiao Cong picked out this magic circle scroll, called "Yin Coffin", was created by Xiao Fengzhe back then, it was originally for a certain former sage to retain and transport the soul, and the stone carving formation is a perfect match, Xiao Cong will not be the method of stone carving array, fortunately, this magic circle "Yin Coffin" is separated from the stone carving formation method can also be used by the ordinary arrangement method, he has his plan, although he can not use the method of stone carving formation, but the magic circle "Yin Coffin" Cloth near the imperial puppet sacrifice, when the time comes, with the strength of his mid-stage star picking realm and the strength of the old ghost crossing the river realm, dig three zhang, and directly lift the magic circle "yin coffin" filled with the power of the underworld into the imperial puppet sacrifice, it should not be difficult to think about it, and then the power of the yin will be poured into the imperial puppet sacrifice, I dare not say that it will be broken, but there is still hope for causing a short period of yin and yang confusion to help the king of the underworld escape.

This array was created by Xiao Fengzhe in his later years, although it is not very useful only for the purpose of repaying gratitude, but it is still too difficult for Xiao Cong's current formation attainments, but in order to participate in the study of the method of carving the formation in stone, Xiao Cong has specially conducted a careful comparative study of the magic circle created by Xiao Fengzhe, and found that this guy's formation method has its own characteristics, or has a certain law and habit, which is derived from Xiao Fengzhe's thoughts and then reflected in his magic circle works, although Xiao Cong still can't figure out what this law is, but he has a vague feeling about it, so now he feels that it is right to follow his feelings。