Although the art of sacrificial clothes is the same thing, there are many complicated steps to actually carry it out, and one of them seems to be to use a large number of living souls as a guide to open a passage to draw the souls of the gods into the place where the souls return.

To put it simply, it is a blood sacrifice, which is very inhumane, and the person who is sacrificed by blood will also suffer unimaginable pain and suffering, so at the beginning of the birth of the art of sacrificial clothes, the sect that studied this technique was exterminated by countless famous and righteous people who claimed to be righteous and knights.

Miao Jinchong finally said that those who wear clothes are clothes, those who sacrifice clothes are people, and the hateful epidemic is dirty.

When a person is dirty, the first thing to get dirty is the clothes on the body, which is why this technique is called the art of sacrificial clothes.

"You were caught and not killed, because of the gods?"

"Hmm." Miao Jinchong nodded.

"Then what is the grade of your life god?"

"Thunder pattern treading wind, grade A lower grade."

"Grade A inferior!" A flash of surprise flashed in Shen Yi's eyes, the contract beasts above grade A were too much, from last year's birth to the present, the highest grade of the contract beasts he encountered was also the top grade of grade B, he had never seen it above grade A, and now it was the first time he heard it.

"Your contract beast is really Rank A?"

"Hmph." Miao Jin snorted coldly, listening to him as if he was very dissatisfied, but with a smug smile on his face.

He contracted a first-class god of life, and only he knew how beautiful he was on the day of the Ming Law Festival.

"What about Nima? What about Grade A? Your father is a first-class top-grade, and your thunder-patterned wind beast is a ** in front of me! ”

"Nima!"

"Yo, have you learned to lie in the groove Nima?"

"Nima!"

.

"That's right! I've learned this, Nyima! ”

"......" saw that the swear words he scolded had no effect on Shen Yi at all, and every word he scolded himself could set off a monstrous anger in his heart, and seeing this, he simply closed his mouth.

I've never been so aggrieved in my life.

"Stop talking? Served? Hurry up and release your Thunder Pattern Wind Beast after taking it, I've been here for so long, and I've never seen any other first-class gods. Shen Yi urged.

But Miao Jinchong sneered and asked, "Do you think I can release my fate now?" ”

"Uh......" Shen Yi was stunned for a moment: "You can't even release the contract beast?" ”

"Hmph."

"Hmm...... Okay. Shen Yi could only nod, feeling a little regretful in his heart, but he turned his head and swept around, this Miao Jinchong's cultivation is at the peak of the spirit level, so his contract beast is at least in the middle stage of the juvenile stage, plus it is a first-class life god, and his body is extremely large, I am afraid that this underground palace will not be able to accommodate it.

But regret is regret, and soon Shen Yi realized something and began to get excited again.

The main reason why Miao Jinchong, a demon cultivator, was arrested was because he had contracted a first-class god of life, and Feng Dingzhang arrested him to make him a Zuoyi person, and now, with a Zuoyi person with better conditions than Miao Jinchong, Feng Dingzhang would give up for no reason.

From this point of view, it is very likely that the old witch is also in the barren sand ping, but she is locked up in another place.

Thinking of this, Shen Yi was a little worried, if the old witch was also here, his escape plan would have to be changed, not why, because before that, his escape plan was only about himself, and he didn't count Tsurumi Hatsukumo.

But now with the addition of a Tsurumi Hatsukumo, things get a little tricky and troublesome.

Shen Yi fell silent suddenly, and his paws grabbed the yellow paper belt again, thinking about something while grinding.

Not long after, he asked out loud: "Then who is Feng Dingzhang going to make a sacrificial robe for you?" ”

"That old man made sacrificial clothes for his illegitimate son, and I heard that after the Ming Dharma sacrifice a few years ago, his waste boy contracted a Ding-grade mid-grade god of life." Miao Jinchong spoke with a thick disdain on his face.

"A few years ago? How long have you been here? ”

"Three years."

"Three years! I've been holding you here for so long, why did you still start doing the art of sacrificial clothes? ”

"Hmph, what do you know?"

"Yes, yes, I don't understand."

Miao Jinchong licked his dry mouth and continued: "That old puppet wants to use me as his son's Zuo Yiren, how can it be so simple? The cultivation of my spiritual level breakthrough stage is only one step away from the Xuan level, as long as I can move, he won't want to get his wish! Speaking of this, a cruel smile appeared on his face: "If I come by force, not only will I not let him succeed in sacrificing clothes, but I can also make the old horseman's son become a complete waste!" ”

"Oh." Shen Yi nodded, he probably understood, although the art of sacrificing clothes is powerful, the process is extremely difficult, if the person who sacrifices clothes does not cooperate, in the end, the sacrificial clothes party will only steal chickens and rice.

When the art of sacrificing clothes is carried out, the people who choose Zuoyi seem to be the kind of boys and girls who have just signed a high-grade life god and do not have a strong identity background, the reason is also very simple, there is not enough identity background, and there will be no trouble that cannot be dealt with after sneaking around to abduct people, and the reason why young boys and girls are chosen is because they have low cultivation and are easy to control.

The demon cultivator in front of him, a cultivator at the peak of the spiritual level, could not hold any means to resist when he held the sacrificial clothing ceremony, which led to the failure of the sacrificial clothing technique.

This is too risky, and Shen Yi is Feng Dingzhang can only wait.

"Since they arrested you and can't perform the art of sacrificing clothes, what are they doing here all the time?"

"Lonely and unheard!" Miao Jinchong snorted again, Shen Yi was not happy after hearing it, and said angrily: "Lao Tzu has only been here for a few years, the ghost knows so many things, ask you what's wrong?" It's not bad for Lao Tzu to save people and not let you kneel and shout great kindness, what about your ** words about Nima? ”

"Hurry up."

"They want me to regress in my cultivation so that the final sacrificial art can go smoothly."

"Cultivation is a step backwards? If you don't cultivate all the time, can you still fall into the realm? ”

"Of course not."

"Then how did they make you cultivate...... Oh~" Shen Yi suddenly wanted to understand something, in fact, it was not difficult to cultivate to fall, as far as he knew, there was one kind, that is, eating the Boiling Blood Pill, and the Boiling Blood Pill would have the risk of regression in cultivation.

In the next second when he had just suddenly realized, Miao Jinchong opened his mouth and spit out three words.

"Elixir of Absolute Spirits."

"Huh? What Dan? ”

"Elixir of Absolute Spirits."

"Elixir ...... What kind of elixir is this? ”

"This is an elixir that can make psychic cultivators fall quickly."

"You eat every day?"

"Hmm."

"Then your cultivation has regressed?"

"Yes."

"How much backwards?"

"It's not as good as before, now I only have the cultivation of the Spirit Rank Condensation Stage."

"This ......" Shen Yi rubbed the yellow paper tape for a moment, and the look in his eyes became weird.

His purpose in rescuing Miao Jinchong was so that he could hold Feng Dingzhang back then, so that he could have time to escape, not to mention the peak of the spirit level, facing a Xuan Rank Venerable, he should be able to carry it for a while.

But now that the other party says that his cultivation has regressed to the spirit level condensation stage, is this still a hair?

Don't even be able to deal with a few spirit level psychics here.

Seeing Shen Yi's movements stop, Miao Jinchong frowned: "What's the matter with you?" ”

Shen Yi didn't reply immediately, stared at his eyes for a while, and then asked, "Then your life god is okay, right?" ”

Miao Jinchong was a little puzzled: "It's me who eats the elixir, how can anything happen to my god of life?" ”

"Oooh." Shen Yi breathed a long sigh of relief.

It's good if the god of life is fine, as long as Miao Jinchong can resist the beating at that time, it is enough.

Thinking about it, he picked up the yellow paper tape again and continued to rub it.

……

After a while, Shen Yi remembered the dark purple elixir he ate every day, and asked Miao Jinchong, "By the way, those guards outside will give me some purple elixir every day, do you know what kind of elixir it is?" ”

"Purple elixir? That's the elixir ......"

“……”

"Wait, you're also eating the elixir?"

"That's right."

"How long have you been eating?"

"A month......" Shen Yi said with some uncertainty.

"Then why are you still moving?" Miao Jinchong looked at Shen Yi, who was full of energy, with suspicion on his face.

"What's so strange about that? I can't move? Eh...... If you eat the Absolute Spirit Pill, your cultivation will regress, so what is the effect of the contract beast eating the Absolute Spirit Pill? I haven't cultivated, so I shouldn't have said that my cultivation has fallen, right? ”

"Of course not, if you eat the elixir, the elixir will hurt your soul, damage your true spirit, and finally turn you into a walking corpse."

"Oh, so what are they going to do with me the elixir?"

"I don't know, but I guess they want to refine you into a puppet, a high-grade contract beast, which is rare."

"Oh, that's right." Shen Yi nodded, acting very indifferent.

Eat the elixir, there is nothing else on your body, your mouth is invincible, no matter what enters your mouth and can't affect yourself, either it will be transformed into red gas, and if you can't transform it into red gas, then wait to be wiped out by other red gas.

Miao Jinchong still looked at him, and the expression in his eyes became more and more confused.

"The effect of the elixir on contract beasts is extremely strong, even if you just eat one, you are mentally weak and weak, then if you eat it for a month, it stands to reason that you should not be able to move at the moment, why do you ...... Could it be that you didn't eat the elixir? You lied to me? ”

"Isn't it weird? Lao Tzu is a grade A top grade! What can a little elixir do to me? Amusing. ”

Miao Jinchong stopped talking, the first-grade contract beast is a legendary existence for many people, and it doesn't seem strange that it can be invasive......

……

On the third day, the little prince came to find him once, it should be that the sugar was finished, and as soon as he found Shen Yi, he couldn't wait to ask him questions to answer.

Shen Yi also asked some irrelevant questions, and then asked the little prince to find something that could calculate time.

In this way, Shen Yi exchanged ten pieces of sugar for an hourglass-like object, and according to the little prince, turning this object over, the liquid inside was just equal to an hour.

After that, Shen Yi lived a repetitive life every day, pretending to be dead in the dungeon during the day to show the guards who came down to inspect, and at night he felt a little bit to drill out of the iron gate to help Miao Jin Chong grind the yellow paper talisman that sealed his cultivation, day after day, day after day.

One day, when the sun was shining and the sun was shining through the dense leaves, the idle little prince was holding a reed picked from nowhere in his hand, waving it while walking aimlessly.

I don't know how long he walked, he saw a young man in front of the stone table in the distance who seemed to be sorting out something, the moment the little prince saw this person, his face was happy, and he immediately greeted happily.

"Brother!"

Although his voice was not loud, it was logical that the young man should be able to hear it, but he didn't know what he was busy with, and he was so attentive that he didn't even hear anyone shouting to him.

The little prince was stunned for a moment, a little doubtful that his brother was deaf, but he still got closer and shouted again: "Brother! ”

This time he shouted much louder than before, and the young man finally heard it.

Strangely, instead of turning around immediately, he hurriedly packed up something and finally covered it with great speed.

But his reaction was still a step slower, and the little prince saw clearly, it was a basket, but the moment he saw it clearly, the basket disappeared on the stone table, obviously being included in the storage space by his brother.

At this point, the other party turned around and looked at the little prince with a frown.

"Qingheng, what are you doing here?"

"I'm just going to look around, and I want to ask what you're doing."

"I didn't do anything, I still have important things on me, so I'll go first, you go back quickly, if Mr. says you're wrong in front of me, you'll feel good!"

"Humph! I had just finished reading the book and came out to play for a while, and then my husband agreed! ”

"That's good." The young man nodded, flicked his sleeves, and left.

The little prince sniffed, smelled a very strong aroma of food, and thought of the basket on the stone table in front of his brother just now, and knew what was in it without thinking about it.

The gluttonous worms in the stomach were hooked, and the little prince originally wanted to shout, "What is in the basket, I also want to eat." ”

But in the end, curiosity prevailed.

It's not what the basket is loading, it's where this brother of his own is going.

Looking at him like that, it seems that he is going to bring food to someone?

Thinking of this possibility, the little prince himself was extremely surprised.

It's the first time I've seen such a thing.

In the entire barren shaping barracks, in addition to his father's land, the highest status is his brother, who has lived here for several years, and the little prince has always seen others bring food to his brother, and he has never seen his brother send food to anyone.

I was really curious, the little prince looked at the reed stick in his hand, although he felt a little pity, but he threw it again, and quietly followed his brother who had gone away.

He wanted to see where the other man was going.

And the little prince's brother didn't expect that someone would follow him, so he never looked behind him, and he didn't notice the little ghost behind him at all, the pace was as rapid as before, just tidied up his clothes as he walked, patting the dust that couldn't be seen on it.

…… (End of chapter)