Chapter 154: The Mother and Son Well Water, the Lord of the Ten Feet Radius

Wow!

The water below vanished, replaced by a vast space.

The sky overhead was pitch black, and there was a high platform in the center of the earth, and at the top of the high platform was a sun-like night pearl, illuminating the place, constantly too bright to be able to see.

Tang Ping saw the whole world as it really was.

This place is a bit like the underworld, and the earth has a small ten-zhang lake.

In the center of the lake, there are many strange-shaped inhumans and humanoids, the lake is not deep, these people are chained to the lute bones, and half of their bodies are submerged in the black water.

Most of these people are ordinary people, as well as feather people, bird-headed people, beast-headed people, and human-headed beast-headed people.

These people were dying, their eyes closed, as if they had fallen asleep.

There were many men on the land, dressed in robes, covered with bearskins, with spears and shields, and with golden eyes on their faces, patrolling the land.

There were about four or five thousand people, and when these people passed by Tang Ping, none of them could see him, and even took the initiative to give way.

This is the moon-covering method, the moon-covering method is not an illusion, but it is stronger than the illusion, directly changing a person's cognition, obviously Tang Ping is here, but they feel that there is no one in their cognition, at most it is an obstacle.

The water dungeon has become a territory, and casting spells on this territory is one level higher than the outside world.

For example, Tang Ping is now in the realm of manifestation, if he releases a spell, the power can reach the world, and he doesn't need any pills or secret methods, so these people naturally can't see clearly.

Tang Ping's eyebrows opened his eyes to see the origin of these four-eyed people.

"Human, incarnate."

"It turned out to be a metamorphosis ......"

Metamorphosis is a person who does not have to go through the early stage and is a mature person as soon as he is born.

Tang Ping carefully looked at the appearance of these strangers, and suddenly became alert.

It's kind of like an ancient Inhuman Look.

Fang Xiang was an ancient deity, and his portrait was usually carved into the tomb as a way to guard the tomb and ward off evil spirits.

Fang Xiang also has four golden-like eyes, which represent seeing through all false demons.

These people should be the descendants of Fang Xiang, or Fang Xiang.

Ancient myths usually can't tell whether a person or a group is different, and it is possible that the god Fang Xiang is a tribe.

Tang Pingyun had great eyesight and looked at the center of the earth.

Under the dim sky, there is a complex of palaces.

Different from the stilted buildings of the Daxi people on the ground, these palaces have the color of the Yellow River Basin, faintly past, and there are many figures.

A red, translucent tortoiseshell-like hood covers the palace complex.

This place is isolated from the outside world, and Tang Ping thought for a long time, thinking that it might be a place where witches are held.

Then he walked over slowly, and when he got closer, he saw that it was really where the witch lived, and he saw a group of women living in it from a distance.

Tang Ping's heart moved, and he passed through the turtle shell cover.

On the Yin Earth controlled by the gods, any formation, any prohibition, even if you can't control it, has the highest access authority, and can even make these things invalid.

Of course, Tang Ping would not act rashly now.

If he didn't find out the situation clearly, he would never be able to expose his existence.

Tang Ping has always been curious about one thing.

That's how these witches have bred over the years?

There is an ancient well in the center of the palace complex.

At this time, a group of young women surrounded the well, and there were about five or six of them.

All of them have graceful postures and beautiful appearances. The face is painted with various colors of oil paint, which is quite exotic.

The witch at the head looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, petite, full of white hair, and delicate and lovely facial features. In this group of women, it looks like the little sister of everyone.

"Your magic power is about to fade, while you still have a little strength, drink the water from the well and reproduce your offspring."

"Priestess, why do we drink this water? If we can't get out, we might as well destroy the well water, so that these people on the ground will not have a chance to humiliate us. ”

Some people are puzzled.

They are like caged birds here, and from time to time sisters are pulled up as sacrifices.

"The witch communicates with the human god, the inheritance of the harlequin cannot be lost, on the contrary, we must protect the harlequin god until the day when the god awakens, we will be saved." The priestess said reverently.

The earth beneath their feet was buried the corpse of the harlequin.

Guarding this place for generations is precisely for the idea in my heart, in order to turn the tables one day in the future.

Of course, this hope is indeed slim, but it is the only hope in their hearts.

The daughters drank the water from the well.

The priestess watched from the sidelines, her eyes uncertain.

Passed down from generation to generation, sacrificed from generation to generation.

In order to keep these hundred witches alive, she can only keep lying, constantly deceiving everyone, and at the same time hypnotizing herself.

Witches can only be held by the purest and purest women, once broken, most of their power will be lost at once, and there is also a kind of that as they grow older, their hearts will gradually become polluted, and their power will be weakened.

These people are not good in terms of spirituality, and in this case, according to the regulations, they can only drink well water to breed offspring.

If you drink the water from the well, you will get pregnant, and you will definitely give birth to a woman.

This is where the proliferation of witches comes from.

In addition to the palace, there are many farmland and vegetable fields, as well as indispensable water sources.

Except that you can't go out, the rest of the world is similar to the mortal world.

And when they came to the main hall, there was a high platform in the hall.

The priestess changed into the costume of the gods, spread her hair, and covered her face with her hair and sleeves.

The gods are noble and generally cannot be seen by people, and witches can see each other's true faces; But it is also impossible for a witch to look at the gods.

The priestess sat on the throne of the idol and remained motionless like a stone.

She whispered to herself, a small voice, but easily heard everywhere.

After a while, a group of costumed witches came to the place and sat down opposite the priestess, reciting ancient sacrificial poems in a low voice.

The dim hall sometimes appears with electric light, sometimes with wind, rain, frost, fire, resentment, and yin.

These witches absorb one or more kinds of essence, and their cultivation methods are extremely rough, directly accepting all rivers, and washing away their bodies and souls as if they don't need money.

Wu is a kind of monk with a very high threshold and easy cultivation.

Once you become a witch, you don't need any skills and exercises, you can directly communicate with heaven and earth to absorb it.

You must know that the vast majority of human beings are born without these essences, and rashly absorbing them into the body will not be beneficial, but will harm the body.

So there is such a thing as exercises, even so, the exercises are not perfect, and there are many strange-shaped monks in the world, most of which are caused by unqualified exercises and pills.

But any monk who is a normal person is generally regarded as a master.

The witch's practice stirred up the storm, and the priestess absorbed all kinds of essence, and her body was full of colorful markings, which was a sign of the convergence of essence in the flesh.

If it weren't for the Ten Turtles and Stone Drum to suppress them, I'm afraid they would have rushed out long ago.

The way the priestess played the deity was called "corpse", and later generations generally called it a deity.

The corpse of so-and-so in ancient mythology is sometimes not a corpse, referring to this method of cultivating by playing the role of a god.

After a long time, the spirit gradually dissipated, and the women returned to their original state.

The priestess also came out of the state of mystery and mystery.

"Whew, Travel......"

The priestess sighed deeply.

It's not much off, but it's just a little bit close.

This is determined by this heaven and earth.

Wow!

At this time, the outside world was stormy.

When the women went out, a group of people wearing demon masks fell.

The leader saw that the people were so together, and his eyes under the mask showed a mocking and playful smile, and said, "Tsk, that's good, but it saved a lot of effort, hey, the priestess is also there." ”

This person is the head of the three divisions of Yun, named Yunbo.

"Who am I, it turns out to be you dog minions." The priestess sneered.

The Daxi tribe used to be the slaves of the witch clan, responsible for logistics and collecting sacrificial materials, but after tens of thousands of years, the two levels were reversed, and the former slaves became masters.

Although the priestess had never experienced such a thing, she also knew this from her ancestors, and coupled with the persecution of witches over the years, she was naturally extremely resentful in her heart.

"Well, you can help me pick one as a human animal. It stands to reason that I would pick three, but if I pick it myself, I can consider reducing the number of places by two, otherwise...... Hey hey ......"

Yun Bo can be described as a murderer.

"You!" The priestess's eyes were blue.

Rumble!

Dozens of purple lightning bolts fell.

Before it could fall on everyone's heads, a red light fell from the turtle shell cover, canceling out the thunder and lightning.

"It's useless, do you choose or not? I don't choose the old man to do it himself. ”

The priestess looked at everyone with a puzzled expression, and finally made up her mind and said, "I'll come." ”

"Priestess!!"

"No, I'll do it!"

When I heard that the priestess had come out in person, none of the women agreed.

Each generation of high priests is a god representing the harlequin, and if the high priest is put in danger, what is the meaning of their subordinates' life?

Seeing the women arguing, Yun Bo was irritable, flicked his sleeves, and said impatiently: "The old man regretted it!" ”

After that, three people were photographed and disappeared here in an instant.

Only the priestess with a humiliated face remained.

Everyone was silent for a while, and the priestess looked at the sky, with bitter resentment, and said word by word: "Bear the burden of humiliation, today's revenge, he will avenge it every day." ”

The same is true of the rest of the shrine maidens.

The hatred between the two sides has reached the point of no solving.

Of course, now I can only talk about it, and I don't know how many hundreds or thousands of times I have said this sentence.

In the end, I endured it.

The witch went back to rest, but the priestess still couldn't calm down for a long time.

After tens of thousands of years, the Wu clan has been inherited for many generations, and it still has not been able to go out.

They can only be trapped in this small world.

The so-called sun, moon, and stars can only be known by word of mouth in front of them.

For the Wis, many people only see the sun and moon before being sacrificed.

The people above are very vicious, they do not prohibit the existence of the high priest, usually the high priest cultivates to a certain level, and he will get to kill him.

The reason why the priestess is still alive now is probably because there is no need for this for the time being.

"Is this the end of my generation?"

The priestess's white hair was scattered, and her starry eyes were no longer beautiful, but full of confusion.

The previous female relative passed on herself, and she was high-spirited and determined to change the status quo, but now she has become a female relative who is in a mess.

"No, this god is here to help you."

At this time, a gentle male voice sounded.

The sound was not loud, but it was like thunder in the ears of the priestess.

"Who?" The priestess turned her head and saw that it was a man, and she subconsciously thought that this person was from the Daxi tribe.

"Don't worry, this god is not an enemy."

Tang Ping showed a little appearance, his face was black and white yin and yang lines divided by yin and yang, and his eyebrows and three eyes were surveyed through the past and present.

The priestess only reacted at this time, judging from her breath, this person was indeed not from the Daxi tribe, and she did not trust it because of this: "Who are you?" ”

"I am the Lord of the earth, the Lord of the One, the Lord of Shinto."

The priestess sneered and said, "You are so funny, you lie without blinking your eyes; I don't know where you're from, so run away before the Daxi people find out. ”

Taiyi and the monks said that the Tao, the God of the Shang Kingdom, and the Haotian of the Western Zhou Dynasty can also be understood as the universe.

Someone who doesn't know the sky and the earth jumps out and says that he is the master chosen by the universe, what is this not a madman?

Tang Ping shook his head, and when the priestess couldn't react, he reached out and put his hand around her shoulder.

Wow!

The figures of the two flashed.

It actually appeared outside the turtle shell.

"It's ...... How do you do it? The priestess was so surprised that her eyes almost popped out.

"Can I go back......"

Boom.

Going in and out several times, the priestess found that the people around her could not find her.

"How is this done?"

"If the owner doesn't let outsiders see it, he won't be discovered."

Subsequently, Tang Ping summoned the earth snake, the water snake, the snake of plants and trees and other essence incarnations, and even took her to the Cloud Cave Mansion.

"The Witch is saved! Thanks to the gods, the little woman made a cow and a horse to repay the gods' kindness. ”

If you say that the ability to enter and exit the formation can also be regarded as a special supernatural power, but this ability to manipulate the essence of heaven and earth at will, I am afraid that only gods can do it.

"Don't worry, I need you to lurk for a while, just a little longer." Tang Ping said, "By the way, where is the clown's body?" ”

"Under the location of the well water, the forbidden cave built by the joint efforts of the ten turtles."

"Not in the world?"

"No, but I can sense the location, but there is a Ten Turtle Formation blocking it, if it is sensed from the outside, it may be better."

This formation isolates the internal divine consciousness from going out, but it can't block the outside world from penetrating, after all, those people still have to be monitored from above.

"Can I wake up?" Tang Ping thought to himself.

If the harlequin is resurrected, coupled with the goddess of Xiangshui as an external support, and she occupies the entire Wushan by herself, then the Daxi clan can die.

"Okay."

Tang Ping took the priestess to the edge of the turtle shell formation.

"This god canonized Er as the lord of the ten zhang radius. Chin this! ”

The land was half inside and half outside, enough for the woman to go in and out.

This kind of magical means once again shocked the three views of the priestess, the ancient witch clan has never recorded such a miraculous thing, and it is impossible for the harlequin to have such a means, is it the Taiyi King?

Although the lord of ten zhang is a bit funny, but if he can seal ten zhang, can't he seal ten thousand zhang?

Only then did the priestess be convinced, and began to look at Tang Ping with the attitude of a witch serving the gods.

"If you find it, remember to tell me."

"Yes." The priestess agreed, then looked up cautiously, "Does the god need a shrine maiden to sleep?" ”

"What? Bedchamber? ”

"Yes, Squire, it's our pleasure."

"Let's get down to business first, and we'll talk about it later." Tang Ping waved his hand and refused, he didn't have the mind for the time being, and went back after explaining, and then he had to deal with some things.

The priestess stayed where she was, blinking suspiciously, wasn't that the right thing?

(End of chapter)