After Shen Yi's words, Miao Jinchong's spirit became obviously excited.

"Really? Did the old man really go to the girder? ”

Shen Yi nodded lightly and swore an oath: "Of course, if it weren't for that, how dare I do it to that Xiang Xuan?" ”

"It's ...... too" Miao Jinchong nodded, and then fell silent again, not knowing what he was thinking, and I don't know if he believed it.

But these Shen Yi don't matter, the sense can't be used, the body can't move, even if Miao Jinchong doesn't believe it, in the absence of a way to obtain information, he can say that he can believe it.

But now that half an hour has passed, Shen Yi doesn't have so much time to delay, so he stretched out his paws again to observe the yellow paper tapes wrapped around Miao Jinchong's body.

This thing is very magical, don't look at it thin, it seems to be easy to tear it with a force, but in fact, this yellow paper belt is very tight, as long as you use force, it seems to become a piece of cowhide in an instant, very tough.

After Shen Yi tried, he found that he couldn't pull these yellow notes at all.

"This ......" he didn't believe in evil, and then increased his strength, and his body also made a sneer, but the yellow paper strip he grasped in his claws did not move at all.

"......" Soon, Shen Yi stopped, and Miao Jinchong next to him quietly watched him grow bigger, with a strange look in his eyes, and then said: "These runes have been blessed by the spiritual power of several spirit level cultivators, and they can't be easily broken by brute force. ”

"Easy? Is that possible? ”

Miao Jinchong didn't speak, indeed, brute force can also be broken, but the strength is strong enough.

As for how great his strength will be, it's really hard for him to say, mainly because he is afraid that Shen Yi will be desperate, and then directly give up and choose to go alone.

Shen Yi pinched the yellow paper tape again, and pulled it hard, but it still couldn't move, the texture of this yellow paper tape was actually no different from ordinary paper, but it had an inexplicable sense of toughness.

"Hey, hey." With a sigh, he looked at Miao Jinchong and asked, "Is it difficult to use spiritual power to crack it without brute force?" ”

The other party nodded in affirmation.

Shen Yi was worried, brute force couldn't be broken, he could only use spiritual power, but where did he get his spiritual power?

The old witch didn't know where it was, he couldn't find it at all.

As for the other psychics, where did he find them?

Dead cycles belong to yes.

"There's no other way?"

"Nope." Miao Jinchong shook his head, a little disappointment on his face.

But for Shen Yi, this is not good, no matter what, Miao Jinchong must be released and let him help him.

Of course, he also considered that this guy would do it to himself as soon as he was free, but Shen Yi had no choice.

And even if he really did it to himself, Shen Yi had time to prepare, so he didn't have to worry too much about it.

The first step was to stop himself, causing Shen Yi to be a little upset, and his claws were still pulling these yellow paper tapes hard again, and the next moment he saw him irritable and grabbed a piece of yellow paper tape and kneaded it vigorously.

This action was just venting, but after rubbing it, he seemed to have discovered something, his eyes lit up, his expression became serious, and he turned his back to Miao Jinchong and didn't know what he was doing.

Miao Jinchong was curious, and he didn't know what was wrong with Shen Yi, he wanted to see what he was doing clearly with his head, but because his body couldn't move when he knelt, his arms were still pinned behind him, and only his head could, so he couldn't see the movements on Shen Yi's claws at all.

This made him more and more curious, and he couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?" ”

Shen Yi didn't answer, the movements on the paws didn't stop, and the sound of rubbing kept ringing.

I don't know how long it took, Shen Yi suddenly stopped, twisted his huge body, and looked at Miao Jinchong, and the other party was too curious, so he hurriedly looked at his paws.

I saw that Shen Yi was holding a piece of yellow paper tape in his claws, and he didn't see anything at first, but when he swept it carefully, he found that there was a hole on the side of the yellow paper belt in his claws, which was very small and small, and he couldn't see it at all if he wasn't careful.

And there was still some powder left on one of Shen Yi's claws, not much, it seemed to be confetti or something, and it was finely ground.

Miao Jinchong's eyes flashed with excitement, and he shouted, "Go on!" Go on! ”

Although this yellow paper belt was only ground out by Shen Yi with a small opening, if it was kept grinding, it would not take much time to break this rune paper, and then it would be the day when he Miao Jinchong saw the light of day again!

"Quick! Come on! He urged, but Shen Yi didn't continue, he shook his head and said to him: "Keep up the fart, Lao Tzu, like you, is also locked up here, but in another cell, the time is almost up, I'm leaving." ”

With that, he turned around and walked towards the iron gate, his massive body shrinking at a rapid rate as he continued to move forward.

"Don't go! Come back! Give me back! ”

"You stupid, you." Shen Yi turned around and scolded, this guy has been locked up here for too long, and his brain is not very bright, so he thinks that he is free, and if he is discovered, he will still be free.

After staying in front of the door for a while, and when his body was reduced to the limit, Shen Yi did not delay at all, and directly drilled out of the iron gate and went towards his own cell.

The hour is almost up, and of course I have to go back.

And in the back, Miao Jinchong was still shouting frantically.

Returning to his own underground palace, Shen Yi came to the middle of the formation, and as soon as he used his strength to make the body that had just shrunk to the maximum, he waited quietly after posing.

Fortunately, he didn't come back too late, and after waiting for a while, he saw that there were guards coming down to patrol, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

But this is very troublesome, there is no way to confirm the time, if he goes out late every night, it is fine to come back early, if he accidentally gets a little late, it will be a bad luck, he has to get something that can determine the time.

In addition, the yellow paper belt wrapped around Miao Jinchong's body can be worn off, just now he was holding the yellow paper belt on his claws and rubbing it crazy and quickly, although in the end it only caused a small hole, but this can at least be regarded as a progress, if there is such progress every day, in less than a month, he will be able to wear the yellow paper tape off.

Thinking of this, Shen Yi slowly fell asleep.

Another night passed, and during the day, the little prince did not come to him, it seemed that he had earned too much sugar from his own hands, enough to eat for a while, and then he did not come.

Shen Yi doesn't care, love comes or not, it's just a little boring to stay alone in this huge underground palace.

Suddenly I miss the old witch very much, if she is in the same place with herself, I can still tease her and play with her.

At night, after being forcibly fed the mysterious elixir and fishy and smelly muddy food, Shen Yi's nostrils were bleeding, and he hated to watch the soldiers leave in front of him, and when the second wave of guards patrolled was completed, he got up and shrunk his body very skillfully, drilled out of the iron gate, and ran towards the underground palace where Miao Jinchong was imprisoned.

When he arrived, he slid to find the yellow paper strip that had been ground out by himself last night, and placed it on the front of his claws, sawing and grinding it vigorously and diligently.

As soon as Miao Jinchong saw Shen Yi, he asked a little angrily, "Why did you come now?" ”

"You're on horseback! I said you're an idiot! ”

"Don't beep Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu can only appear at this time, if the guards outside find out that I am not in prison, I will see who else will set you free in the future."

Miao Jinchong was speechless, Shen Yi spoke very politely, he would have died a long time ago before, but now for the sake of freedom, he can only hold back.

And Shen Yi is also reasonable, now the only thing that can set him free is the inhuman existence in front of him, if he is discovered, he will not even have the only chance to be free.

Miao Jinchong understood this, but he was just practicing demonic skills by himself, and under the influence of demonic energy, the whole person became very irritable and bloodthirsty.

After being silent for a few seconds, Miao Jinchong only opened his mouth to urge a few times.

"Hurry up." It's just that he never expected that Shen Yi was even more irritable than him, and he opened and closed his mouth to greet his mother.

"Why don't you come? I****! ”

Just a simple exchange, Miao Jinchong only felt that his blood pressure soared, and a wave of anger rushed to his brain.

In the past, he was the only one who scolded others, but today he was a powerful demon cultivator, not only scolded by a brute, but also scolded so badly.

"You brute!"

"You're **** dead, right? Beep me again, believe it or not, tear your ** mouth now? ”

"Brute!!"

"Is your father a brute or your mother is a brute, I see your mother ***."

"You're a mother***!"

"You said your mother? Lao Tzu is a contract beast! ”

"Holy shit!"

"Stupid! Shut up, you shit. ”

“……”

All kinds of trash talk was rushed, and the opening of the yellow paper tape in the paws was not much bigger, but Shen Yi felt a lot more comfortable after venting this time.

Looking at Miao Jinchong again, this guy has been scolded for being autistic.

He scolded Shen Yi for being a brute, Shen Yi could greet his mother ten times, and in the end, he simply fell silent and stopped talking.

"Are you talking? How? Dumb? ”

“……”

"Wasn't you quite arrogant just now? Why is it cowardly? Keep scolding! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, grind quickly."

"Hmph." Shen Yi snorted twice, his face full of provocation: "You still call yourself uncle, I think you are a grandson!" You deserve to be locked up here. ”

"You ......"

"Huh?" Speaking of Miao Jinchong being locked up here, Shen Yi suddenly remembered something and asked, "Is the old puppet you scolded Feng Dingzhang Feng Dingzhang?" ”

"That's him."

"If you can provoke the Xuanjie Venerable to do it yourself, I see that you have done a lot of immoral things."

"You know the! The old horseman only attacked me for his own selfish desires. ”

"Huh? What else is the reason? ”

"Hmph, he is a big Liang person, what does the matter of Dajing have to do with him? Although I am a demon cultivator, how is the demon cultivator different from those ordinary monks? Cultivation is all against the sky, as long as there is a little possibility of cultivation for improvement, will do whatever it takes to achieve the goal, I am so, and so is Feng Dingzhang! After speaking, Miao Jinchong turned his head to look at Shen Yi with difficulty and asked, "Do you want to know the real reason why I was arrested here?" ”

"Whatever." Shen Yi nodded indifferently.

"Then do you know the art of sacrificial clothing?"

"The art of sacrificial clothing?" Shen Yi was stunned for a moment and said, "There is really a skill of sacrificial clothes." ”

"There is no wind in the air, and the art of sacrificing clothes is indeed a thing."

"Then tell me quickly, I've only heard about it before, and I haven't understood what it's all about." Shen Yi became interested immediately, and the movement of the forelimb sawing and grinding the yellow paper belt also stopped.

Miao Jinchong glanced at him and slowly spoke out what he knew about the art of sacrifice.

The art of sacrificial clothes originated from a sect thousands of years or even 10,000 years ago, because the age is too old, and people now don't know what the sect is called, it is rumored that the sect is proficient in all kinds of spells, and the art of sacrificial clothes is born when the elders in the sect are studying spells.

They discovered that it was not just a simple contract that connected the Lord to the God of Life, but more like a signpost, a means of reclaiming the God of Life, guiding the souls of the dead God to where they should go.

The plague qi is not tolerated by the soul, which will cause the body of the psychic to decay, squeeze the soul, until the soul is released and returned to heaven.

This is often referred to as erosion.

However, the body of the contract beast is different from that of the creatures in the world, and it cannot affect its physical body, so it can only re-attach its soul and attach it to the soul of the contract beast.

The spirit is very light, light as a feather, but the plague qi is very heavy, just like a person, if the physique is thinner, the less weight can be carried, and the stronger the physique, the more weight can be carried.

The same is true for the divine soul, when the epidemic qi attached to it reaches a limit, the divine soul of the contract beast will also be overwhelmed, and finally the soul will pass away.

Interestingly, contract beasts take the plague with them when they go where they need to go after death.

And these are only the first discoveries of the elders of that sect, and the most important thing is the second discovery.

After the death of the contract beast, the contract beast that remains in the soul of the master does not disappear.

For example, if your beloved porcelain is broken on the ground, can you say that you have lost an item?

It's not lost, it's broken, it's still in your hands, but it's in pieces.

The same is true of the contract, the god of life is dead, and the god who is its master can no longer feel it after his cultivation is lost, but it does still exist, and it can even be temporarily restored to its original function through some means.

For example, let the dead god continue to suffer the plague qi generated by the cultivators of the gods......

It's a bug, but it was discovered by accident.

Of course, the question arises, the gods of life are all dead, and their masters have also become invalids, so if they can't cultivate, how can they produce epidemic qi for the dead gods of life to bear?

But where is this question stopping the monks who are trying to get rid of the suffering of the epidemic?

They came up with a way to forcibly establish a connection between a deprecated psychic and another surviving psychic through a similar method to a contract.

The former is a sacred garment, and the latter is a sacrificial garment.

When the connection is established, the plague qi generated by the sacrificer's cultivation can be transferred to the Zuo Clothed Person, and the epidemic qi received by the Zuo Clothed Person, in turn, will be transferred to the dead life god.

However, this is not without a price for the sacrificial garment party, the price is that the sacrificial garment will double the epidemic qi when cultivating in the future, it is precisely because of this that the sacrificial garment is extremely cautious when choosing a target, if you casually find someone as the target of the cloth, maybe in the end, the epidemic qi has not passed much, and the person will be tortured to death first, and his gains outweigh the losses.

Therefore, the person who wears the clothes must have a god of life or have the existence of a god of life, and the level of the god of life is high enough to allow the party who sacrifices the clothes to unscrupulously transfer the epidemic qi generated by itself.

In this way, even if the person who sacrifices clothes only contracts a D-level inferior life god, he can cultivate to become the existence of a Xuan-level Venerable in the future.

…… (End of chapter)