The dance of the witch festival, which is a very ancient ritual.

The sacrifices are generally made to the heavens, or to some god of nature.

Of course, there will also be cases where mountains and trees are worshipped, and they will be able to get feedback from this sacrifice, which may be a kind of protection or some kind of power that can be invoked.

Speaking of which, these things seem to only exist in the pile of old papers, which are ancient methods and methods of elimination, but in fact, in these modern spells, there is still the shadow of the ancient witch sacrifice method.

This kind of sacrifice is like a formula, a set of processes, from drumming, singing, dancing, sacrifices, sacrifice objects, etc.

And this time the sacrifice is obviously Chen Xiaoxi in the ancestral hall and the Kui Lin in the murals, and the object of the sacrifice is the tongue-pulling hell, and the altar is the ancestral hall.

Chen Xiaoxi's face was already flushed, her heartbeat intensified, and this firelight seemed to be unable to stop the sound of the drum.

The figures outside were all dancing to the sound of the drums, at first slow but powerful, accompanied by shouts, but after a while, their movements began to distort a little.

If there was a masculine male dance before, now it is a feminine dance, and soon, that feminine dance turns into twisted, crazy, fanatical, devotional.

She looked at the dancing outside the door, as if the lights were writhing together, and there seemed to be dancing shadows in the lights.

The drums poured into the ancestral hall with this sacrificial dance, and she had a gut feeling that the enemy outside was not targeting herself, but Kui Lin who was still in the mural.

In the depths of the mural, in the boundless darkness, a red light was swaying, and a person seemed to appear in the darkness.

Kui Lin felt the devouring power of this darkness.

In the depths of the darkness, it seemed that countless roots were about to rush into this red light, not only to devour the primordial spirit of Kui Lin as nutrients, but also to swallow this firelight, and follow the firelight to devour the octagonal palace lamp.

This is the power of sacrifice, offering heaven and earth with all things.

In the darkness, Kui Lin Yuanshen seemed to have a feeling of disintegrating into this tongue-pulling hell, and a powerful and strange consciousness rushed into his consciousness.

In his eyes, he saw an old man who looked like an old peasant beating his waist drum beside him, and let out a vague hehe-hey laugh, and a voice came: "Ah, yo, hey, hey!"

Kui Lin's firelight condensed into the darkness, as if it was being torn apart, impacted.

It's like a giant beast digesting what's going into its stomach, and the drum or something?

"Hehe, the youngest sixth-order successor of the Yuan Shen lineage in the Xia Kingdom, but that's it. ”

The old witch man was already confident, and in his experience, no one who had been put on the altar to this point had escaped, and no one had survived.

Although Kui Lin has always been willing to use his Yuan Shen to feel all kinds of spells, but at this moment, he felt a strong danger, and even that kind of danger would not only cause his wisp of Yuan Shen to collapse, but also implicate the body of the deity.

So he decisively stopped feeling it? The deity used the induction in the underworld, the primordial spirit went out of the body, and leaped into the void, and in one step, it already coincided with the wisp of the differentiated primordial spirit.

The dying red light in the mural surged violently, and the humanoid fire shadow swooped down into the darkness, as if waving his hand through the void.

The darkness suddenly stopped at this moment, and there seemed to be a crack in the void, which made the darkness pale, and there seemed to be an unwilling wail in the depths of the darkness, and the prison cell in front of him also collapsed in the fire.

Kui Lin didn't stay here, the firelight quickly retracted, came to the door of the hell corridor, and quickly poured out.

Chen Xiaoxi outside only felt that the fire around him was surging, and then the light seemed to be pulled up by a powerful force, rushing towards the darkness outside the ancestral hall.

The reason why she felt was such a verb was that at this moment, she really felt the strong breath of life in the firelight and the strong murderous consciousness of the subjective consciousness.

The original light was not very bright when it came out of the ancestral hall, but at this moment, she saw a scene, and the fire had already hit the opposite roof in an instant.

"Smack!"

Chen Xiaoxi vaguely heard the sound of the void exploding.

And in the light of the fire, she saw the void on the roof, and a vague figure disappeared into nothingness.

Someone is on the run there.

This kind of escape is like a fish burrowing into deep water and being blown away by a powerful force, revealing the body of the fish underwater.

I saw a strange human face suddenly appear on the back of the figure, the face was pale, the hair was scattered, but the eyes were blood-red, and the same threw himself towards the firelight.

The firelight paused slightly, and the grimace let out a scream.

The man with a man in his hand disappeared completely.

At the same time, Chen Xiaoxi's afterglow also saw that at the moment when the firelight rushed out to reflect a piece of sky, strange people appeared in the darkness in front of the ancestral hall, including the captain and other garrisons she had seen during the day.

They all became inhuman beings and corpses.

That is, when there was a 'pop', they all fell, as if they had been dissipated by the light of the fire.

It was all a blink of an eye, a matter of moments, and when the light of the fire retracted from the roof into the ancestral hall, the men had not yet completely fallen to the ground.

Seeing that the human form around him was no longer pure light, but seemed to be a flame burning, Chen Xiaoxi knew that Kui Lin was back, and it was very different from before.

"You, who was that just now?" asked Chen Xiaoxi.

"A general criminal, the former director of the Shanghai Jingye Bureau. Kui Lin said.

Chen Xiaoxi was very surprised, in the big sensational incident in Shanghai, she also participated in a limited time, but she had never had a confrontation with this director of the Shanghai Jingye Bureau.

"There is also someone who should be practicing ancient witchcraft. Kui Lin said: "Be bold, don't know whether you live or die, don't be met by me again." ”

In fact, Kui Lin really wanted to chase and kill just now, but here is just a primordial out-of-body appearance, and the lights of the imperial octagonal palace lamp are more than mysterious, but they are also a little weak.

The Yuan Shen can incarnate all kinds of mysteries, but that Duan Chun's Golden Silkworm Gu doesn't know how to sacrifice it, and it has a strong immunity to all kinds of spells.

Kui Lin's primordial spirit hooks up heaven and earth, and the spells that can be quickly formed are nothing more than the method of borrowing, leading the sun, Taiyin, and thunder to burn, freeze, and use the current to burn, freeze, or suppress with the meaning of mountains and rivers, but these kinds of magic have little effect on the murderous Golden Silkworm Gu.

And the real effect is to stab and slash with gold weapons, such as the seed of the flying sword, legend has it that someone once used 3,600 flying needles to nail the golden silkworm Gu refined by an old demon in an instant.

Kui Lin had a sword pill, but the sword pill was sacrificed in his flesh and lungs, and it couldn't come in an instant.

However, recently, Kui Lin felt the meaning of heavenly punishment in that Kunlun City, and he got a magic intention, which can be integrated into the sword, or it can be directly cast through the Yuan Shen.

"Just now, at that moment, I felt that all my thoughts were going to be extinguished?" Chen Xiaoxi still said the horror in her heart, just now she felt that her consciousness was like a candle flame, blown by a strong wind.

"That's a method I've recently learned. Kui Lin said casually.

Belch!

The two of them didn't talk too much about this in this ancestral hall, but began to contact the outside world, and with Kui Lin here, it would be much easier to contact the outside.

And Kui Lin's primordial spirit also returned soon, letting Chen Xiaoxi wait here with a lantern.

She returned to the ancestral hall, and the lantern was placed on the table, and she sat in the lamp, and it was not long before she heard the sound of a car in her ears, and it was the people outside who had finally been notified that they had arrived.

......

In the Kui Clan Spiritual Hall in Hucheng, Kui Lin opened his eyes, and there was a hint of deep thought in his gaze.

Under the continuous emergence of ancient methods and new methods, and under the continuous impact and fusion, there are also those legends that seem to have shown signs of recovery in recent years.

He leaned back on the sofa and sat in the dark, looking at the running lights in the alley outside the window, thinking a little distractedly.

He didn't want to meddle in Nanyun's affairs, and if something went wrong, someone would naturally deal with it, and what was the reason for this, there would naturally be a special unit to investigate, and of course he had already told the relevant personnel about his suspicions over the phone.

The continuous white street lamps in the alleys are connected, dotting this metropolis like a nebula in the sky, and the world and the ground reflect each other.

This is the result of scientific and technological civilization, and in the darkness, there is a mystery surging, which has not been extinguished for tens of thousands of years.

He closed his eyes.

Whether it is the Yuan God, the Yin God, or the Yang God, they are all incarnated from their own essence and spirit.

Then use the primordial gods, yin gods, and yang gods to absorb the energy between heaven and earth to digest, so as to strengthen themselves.

Of course, there are many ways to cultivate, each sect has its own sect, and even in schools, there are many ways to cultivate the Yin God alone.

And today, Kui Lin suddenly had a touch of emotion, and his consciousness began to sink into the depths, where there were memories of him being sealed.

His real memories began in a rented house in Kyoto, and the memories were memories of that purely technological earth, and other than that, some identification and the like.

And in the memory of that earth, although there are various myths, they are all legends, and no mission has really come out mysteriously.

What really made Kui Lin Ruyu in his throat was that he didn't remember other memories of his parents and relatives in his memories in that world.

So he saw a person sitting in front of the mirror again, and saw himself six years ago.

......

The depths of consciousness.

"Shave shorter, people are more energetic. A woman's voice sounded in Kui Lin's ears again, and Kui Lin knew that it had reached this point.

He looked at the familiar and strange person in the mirror reflected in the mirror, and the corner of the person's mouth in the mirror was filled with a weird smile, even now Kui Lin looked at this scene, and he had a creepy feeling.

It was at this time that a shaved cloth was lifted and covered, and everything in his eyes was covered.

His primordial spirit drilled downward, and the method of destroying everything that he had comprehended from the heavenly punishment rushed to the cloth.

The shaving cloth was torn in an instant, as if it had decayed after a hundred years, and the scene was once again revealed.

But what he saw was darkness, but there was someone talking in the darkness.

"Xiao Lin will never remember it again. "It's still the woman's voice.

"He was treated as a spirit boy to induce the will of those mythical gods, and it was lucky to be able to survive after failure, and it was even more fortunate that he didn't become an idiot, we must cover his memory of this aspect fundamentally, otherwise, even those residual foreign consciousnesses will make him an inhuman existence, just now his smile is so weird, but he doesn't know it. It was a man with a shaved head who spoke.

"We've got to hurry. The woman said.

"Well, although Xiao Lin failed to accept the will of the gods, but after all, he has carried it, and it is still very valuable to those people, if you steal him out, he will definitely be hunted down and killed later, your sister even abandoned her own children, she is no longer the original her, she is already a sin. The man's voice said.

"I know, I hope Kobayashi survives. The woman said, "This is the last bloodline of the Kui family and our family. ”

"But you'll find it. The man said.

"I hope he can have the ability to protect himself at that time, or the relevant units can protect Xiaolin. ”

Beneath the boundless darkness, there was no sound.

Kui Lin thought to himself, isn't there another earth world that only has technology, it's just the mysterious part of his memory that has been cleansed?

Am I a Kui Lin from beginning to end?

Kui Lin opened his eyes, his brows furrowed slightly.

"I was treated as a spirit child, going to receive the gods through some kind of ritual, and when I failed, I was taken out, cleansed of my memories, and sent to a rented house in Kyoto. ”

"And although I failed to receive it, in fact, my divine soul should still have some changes, so I cultivated the Yuan Shen Method?"

Thinking of this, Kui Lin was a little awkward.

What's awkward is that he has always thought that his own efforts have reached his current level, and there may be a antecedent.

It's like thinking that you made a fortune after working hard, but others suddenly tell you that your father gave you 500 million first.

"Forget it, the past is over, let him go with the wind. Kui Lin thought to himself, he didn't even care if it was the vicious mother who killed in that dark temple.

Emotionally, he was completely cut off.

Practice, practice.

Only practice is eternal.

Kui Lin silently said a few words in his heart, and then sat there without moving.

The sky slowly brightened, and a ray of sunlight shone on the windowsill.

Kui Lin got up and came to the balcony, facing the rising sun, eating the purple qi of the rising sun into his heart.

And in this process of feeding, it is also an excellent exercise for his Yuanshen.

After the morning class, looking at the city from afar, the original spirit was a lot clearer, and his heart was faintly much more relaxed.

Under the comfort of his heart, he opened his mouth and spit out, and a ball of white light spit out, jumping into the sunlight, constantly going up, as if melting with the sun, and then flying and hovering and flickering in the void.

He was practicing his swordsmanship.

There are now three styles of swordsmanship.

The Chaoyang sword style can be used by the rising sun from top to bottom, piercing the meaning of ten thousand glooms, and leading the sun to fall.

Xiyi sword style, between the flying of the sword, the eyes cannot see, the ears cannot hear, and the agility flickers.

The sword extinguishing style is realized from the punishment of heaven.

He felt that he had to practice these three styles of swordsmanship well, and he could use them through the sword pill as soon as possible.

And he thinks that these three styles can actually be combined into one style, there are too many sword styles, and it is not as refreshing as killing the enemy with one sword.

On this morning, some people in Shanghai always felt that there would be white light shining in the sun.

I faintly heard the sword chanting again.

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