After a long time, Zhicheng still told the truth. Jiang Yongge's color changed when he heard this, and he asked Shuangquan to bring the matsutake mushroom to Zhicheng, and he went to the quiet room of Taixu Daoist.

"Master, you!" Jiang Yongge pushed the door and entered, Taixu Dao had long eyes and was meditating, hearing his voice, he opened his eyes slightly, "What do you want to ask?" Jiang Yongge just opened his mouth, Taixu Daoist said again, "Think about it and talk about it!" Jiang Yongge was stunned, sat down with his head down, and his breath was still a little uneven.

"Ge'er, the teacher knows what you want to ask. Daoist Taixu sighed lightly, "There are always injustices in the world, what are those sacrifices compared to the people in the world?" Jiang Yongge drummed a few times, but didn't speak again after all.

At nightfall, after a strong wind and rain mixed with hail, the night wind became unusually cold. Taixu Daoist strictly ordered Xuanyuan audience not to come out no matter what movement they heard, and only Jiang Yongge and Zhicheng were left around, which was enough.

A total of thirty-seven candles were lit with shark oil, and the surrounding thirty-six formed a circle, enclosing the three of them in it, and the other one was lit on the incense table of the Dharma platform.

Zhicheng stood under the Dharma platform, while Jiang Yongge looked at the dark red liquid with a fishy smell in the six circular pits, and said nothing. Zhicheng told him that the blood of six wild beasts was placed in these six circular pits. In order to collect these, I don't know how many wild beasts died. Jiang Yongge couldn't bear it, but his master's words made him have to keep his mouth shut tightly, convincing himself that it was all for the common people in the world, and there was nothing wrong with doing so.

On the Dharma platform, Taixu Dao Chang's back was straight, the peach wood sword in his hand was behind his back, and the bleak moonlight reflected on his Dao robe, shining with a strange color. Looking up at the past from Jiang Yongge's point of view, it is both sacred and weird.

The fishy smell in the six pools of blood made Jiang Yongge have to clench his fists as a way to resist in order not to spit it out. Fortunately, the hour was coming soon.

"Bright stars, listen to my orders, receive!" Taixu Dao Chang picked up the rune paper, lit it on the candle flame, and shook the tip of the sword twice in the sky, Jiang Yongge only felt that the sky was spinning, and for a while the dark clouds dispersed, and after a violent shaking of the starry sky, they all withered and fell into the six large pits full of blood. Daoist Taixu immediately said to Zhicheng, "Quick, black cloth!"

Zhicheng agreed, immediately ran to the corner, pulled a finger-thick hemp rope, and in an instant, a black cloth slid and covered the top of his head tightly, and a trace of light could not be seen, and the stars in the sky were in the blood pit, illuminating Jiang Yongge's surroundings as if it were day!

"Master, this, this is ......" Jiang Yongge closed his mouth in surprise. He never thought that Master would have such a heavenly ability, and the stars in the sky could be at his mercy. But Jiang Yongge soon discovered that after all this last night, Daoist Taixu's whole person didn't seem to be doing well, and there were even traces of blood oozing from the corners of his mouth. Jiang Yongge was worried for a while, and secretly blamed himself, if it wasn't for the master's consumption of spiritual power to detoxify himself, it wouldn't be like this.

"Ge'er, don't be stunned, do what the teacher says!" Taixu Daoist commanded with a heavy breath, Jiang Yongge gritted his teeth, turned to face one of the six blood pits, and the palm of his right hand was facing down, and a huge suction force made several stars in the blood pit float out. Jiang Yongge firmly grasped them in his hands, and his body trembled and walked onto the platform.

"Master, Master!" Jiang Yongge's teeth collided with each other, and he tried his best not to show the panic in his heart, but even Zhicheng could see that he was afraid.

"Give it to me!" Daoist Taixu glanced at him, took the object in his hand, and immediately threw it into the crystal jar that had been prepared a long time ago, "Go down!" Daoist Taixu couldn't see Jiang Yongge like this, and he felt even more disturbed when he stayed by his side. Jiang Yongge refused to leave, "Master, let me stay and help you!"

"No!" Daoist Taixu was very firm, "As a teacher, I can't let you take this risk together!" The more he said this, the more melancholy on Jiang Yongge's face deepened, "Master, I'm not afraid!" Daoist Taixu pushed him heavily on the shoulder with his hand that was not holding a sword, "Ge'er, don't you listen to the teacher? Go down, don't let the teacher worry!"

At this time, Zhicheng also came to pull Jiang to sing, "Let's go down and wait." As soon as Jiang Yongge turned around, he immediately heard the sound of a heavy object hitting him. He turned his head sharply, and saw that Taixu Dao Chief's eyes were red, and he had already lost the peachwood sword in his hand, and was vigorously striking the star bucket in the crystal jar with a copper pestle.

At this moment, although those stars were only the size of pigeon's eggs, they were as hard as meteoric iron, and every impact with the copper pestle would burst out a large number of sparks. Jiang Yongge didn't expect that Master was going to destroy those star fights!

"Master, what are you doing?" Jiang Yongge turned around and was about to rush to the Dharma platform, but he was firmly grasped by Zhicheng behind him, "Senior Brother Yongge, don't disturb the Taoist, he must have a reason for doing this!" Jiang Yongge grabbed Zhicheng's hand and shouted loudly, "No, I must stop Master, if I do this, I will definitely invite disaster!"

"But the Daoist is already doing it, and we can't turn back!" Zhicheng stared at Jiang Yongge's eyes without dodging, and the firmness in his eyes made Jiang Yongge a little surprised. In Jiang Yongge's eyes, Zhicheng will always be the little Taoist priest with a smile on his face who can be called by anyone in the Xuanyuan Temple, who has no temper and no opinions, and the Zhicheng in front of him who has a firm face and uses all his strength to stop him, are completely two people!

"Zhicheng, do you know what you're talking about?" Jiang Yongge stopped all movements, and the heavy blow above his head continued. He raised his head involuntarily, and under the candle flame, the master's whole face turned purple red because he was too hard, and the hand holding the copper pestle, the green tendons on the back of his hand bulged one by one. At this moment, Jiang Yongge suddenly felt that all the strength in his body was overflowing with sweat, and he leaned softly on Zhicheng's body, dripping in cold sweat.

There were a total of seven stars in the crystal jar, and six of them had begun to have cracks, and after a few knocks, they were finally defeated, and finally shattered into several pieces along those cracks. A flash of ecstasy flashed in Daoist Taixu's eyes, only the last piece was left, and it was almost done!

The movement of his hand sped up a little, and the sound of impact became more and more harsh. Jiang Yongge inexplicably felt that his heart was also beating wildly, and the blood up and down his body was rushing backwards towards the top of his head. At this moment, a huge explosion sounded, and a huge wave of heat from the Dharma platform slapped Jiang Yongge and Zhicheng together with an irresistible impact, and fell heavily to the ground!