The altar is a unique structure used to worship heaven and earth, gods and pray for protection. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The info worshippers incorporated their perception of heaven and earth (gods) into it, sublimating it into unique concepts such as orientation, yin and yang, and layout, all of which are perfectly embodied in these buildings. The sacrificial activity is a dialogue between man and God, and this dialogue achieves the echo between God and man through rituals, music, dance, and sacrifices. Of course, such an altar is used for formal sacrifices, and the method of blood sacrifice and soul sacrifice is not only the law of the devil's way, but also the evil sacrifice and obscenity. For obscenity, the definition given by the sages is: "Sacrifice that is not the sacrifice of the person is called obscenity." obscenity is not blessed".

What Chen Xian wants to sacrifice is a trap pillar, which is neither heaven and earth, nor a god, which is in line with the "sacrifice of those who are not sacrificed", which is an out-and-out obscenity.

The formal altar is raised on the ground, and the orientation, yin and yang, and layout are all particular, that is, where to build, when the construction will be completed, what kind of construction will be completed, and there should be specific rituals, music and dance, and sacrifices when the sacrifice is made. The obscene altar is also exquisite, the direction should avoid the feng shui treasure land, the good point auspicious position, pick the fierce place to start the stage, after all, the obscene gods (things) are mostly unknown sources, cultivated as the general yin soul, can not suppress the feng shui; yin and yang, choose more places to turn back to the yang to the yin, and more built in the underground, dark room, in short, can not see the light; the layout is not exquisite, just set up an earthen platform at will.

Chen Xian took out a compass, turned around twice on the Yin Feng Ridge, and finally found the evil eye of this yin land (the business is not skilled), and built a square earth platform three meters high and ten meters long on it, and there was a small earth platform three feet long, one foot wide, and two feet high on the earth platform, which served as an offering table for placing sacrifices. After calcining the earthen platform and the offering table with immortal fire to be comparable to iron and stone, he carved some ghost painting talismans on them, densely packed, and the lines covered the entire earthen platform and the offering table, and a simple altar was arranged by him.

Although those ghost drawings were strict and thorough, they were not infused with aura, just the most ordinary lines. But if he is afraid of infusing the aura, the altar made of clay will fall apart, and now it will not be triggered, and it can be detonated only when the sacrifice begins, and when the time comes, there will be nine hollow pillars to suppress the altar, and I am not afraid that the altar will be destroyed.

Chen Xian took out the nine hollow pillars, laid them down in the direction of the nine palace gossip, pinched the hour, and found that the time was just over the moment, and the time was quite sufficient. After taking a deep breath, he took out the jade bottle containing the blood of the group of goblins and the gourd containing the evil spirits, uncorked the bottle, placed it on the offering table, and then retreated from the altar and poured a stream of immortal yuan into the previous ghost drawing talisman.

After the immortal yuan poured into the ghost painting rune, the lines of the runes lit up one by one, and a strange energy rose, enveloping the entire altar inside.

Boom -

A thunderclap sounded in the sky, but there was no electric light, the corners of Chen Xian's mouth curled, and there was such a thick hidden aura of yin and evil in the dark road, but there was no need to worry about five thunders in the sky.

After that strange energy enveloped the altar, the nine hollow pillars suddenly shook, and the dark surface shone with a faint light of various colors, sky blue, earth yellow, and fiery red...... And the center of the hollow pillar has eight kinds of light.

After the trap pillar shook for a moment, it suddenly stopped, and the light on the surface suddenly shrank, as if it had turned into a black hole, emitting an astonishing suction, sucking out the blood of the group of goblins in the jade bottle one by one, and sucking it into the pillar.

Seeing that the blood sacrifice had been launched, Chen Xian sighed, and secretly sighed that the evil sacrifice was good, there was no need to build an altar with great fanfare, there was no need to bathe and smoke incense, no need to write sacrifices, and there was no need to kneel on the ground to burn incense and worship, but it saved a lot of trouble, and the effect was fast, but the cost was a little high, and it was not recommended to promote and disseminate.

With the continuous influx of colorful goblin blood, the nine black hollow pillars carved in black stone are like abstract oil paintings, and various colors of pigments are scattered on the surface of the pillars.

More and more demon blood poured in, and a cloud of blood suddenly rose in the sky above the nine trap pillars, and it continued to expand, and the bloody qi it emitted made Chen Xian feel sick to his stomach for a while. He hurriedly cast a secret method to turn off his olfactory system, frowning at the blood cloud on the hollow pillar.

That cloud of blood was the waste blood that was discharged after the Trap Pillar absorbed most of the essence. Although it is waste blood, it contains a lot of essence and spirituality, Chen Xian thought that it was a pity to waste it, or think of a way to turn it into treasure. Well, it's better to use these waste blood as the main material, add some hundred-year-old Chinese herbal medicines, refine it into a blood essence pill, and give it to those demons below the yuan baby in Wolong Cave to enhance their strength, so they are all old employees, and they should also be given some benefits, so as not to hold them back and pull down the comprehensive quality of Wolong Cave.

As soon as the method was thought of, after absorbing two-thirds of the blood of the group of goblins, the nine hollow pillars suddenly shook with a bang, waking Chen Xian up from his contemplation. He looked intently, and saw that many hair-thick cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the hollow pillars, but in the blink of an eye, they were all over the pillars, and then a layer of stone skin fell off with a clatter.

"Oh, have you been promoted?" After feeling the breath coming from the Trap Pillar, Chen Xian was a little surprised, he didn't want to make the Trap Pillar advance to a top-grade immortal weapon with only two-thirds of the goblin blood, even if he knew that he should let the demons in the cave put more blood, maybe he could upgrade the Trap Pillar to the best immortal weapon!

After advancing to the top-grade immortal weapon, the speed at which the trap pillar absorbed the blood of the group of goblins skyrocketed tenfold in vain, but it took more than twenty breaths to suck all the essence blood in the jade bottle.

Chen Xian sensed the breath of the sunken hollow pillar again, and found that after absorbing the other third of the essence blood, the aura was only a little stronger again, and he couldn't help frowning, thinking that according to this rhythm, even if the nine resentful spirits were sacrificed, the trap pillar could reach the mid-stream level of the top-grade immortal weapon at most, but it was two steps lower than his own calculation. This thought flashed through his mind, and as soon as his mind moved, the jade bottle on the offering table flew into the air, and the mouth of the bottle turned, facing the blood cloud above the trap pillar, exuding infinite suction, and quickly sucking the blood cloud bottle with a radius of three miles.

When Chen Xian used the jade bottle to collect the blood cloud, the trap pillar that absorbed the blood of the group of goblins was glowing with various colors of light on the surface, and it suddenly turned around three times before stopping, and the light on the surface dimmed.

After the starlight on the surface of the trap pillar disappeared, it emitted a strange energy fluctuation, and from the yellow gourd, a fairy-level resentful spirit with the seal of the god on its forehead and the head of a donkey in the human body was sucked out of the yellow gourd. After the resentful spirit was sucked out of the yellow gourd, it was pulled by the strange energy, and the dark spirit body continued to twist and let out a piercing scream.

With a "bang", the spirit body of the resentful spirit collapsed and dispersed, turning into a resentful divine soul power that was divided and eaten by the nine trap pillars.

"Poof—"

After absorbing the power of the resentful spirit, the Trap Pillar was silent for a few breaths, and the strange energy fluctuations also stopped. But after ten breaths, there was a sudden "poof", and nine black gases like wolf smoke erupted. This black gas is the strange gas that the evil qi absorbed by the resentful spirit for thousands of years is combined with its own resentment, which can be compared to the absolute resentment that the demon fairy found a yin place and spent thousands of years refining it, but it was released as a fart (exhaust gas) by the trap pillar.

The black qi soared into the air, instantly blending into the previous waste blood, staining half of the remaining waste blood black, resembling soy sauce.

Chen Xian's mind moved, and the suction from the jade bottle stopped, no longer absorbing the blood cloud on the hollow pillar. These waste blood that has been integrated into the black qi has become real waste blood, and if you use it to refine the elixir and take it, you will definitely be assimilated by the black qi and become the second resentful spirit.

After the Trap Pillar had absorbed all the soul power of all the resentful spirits, the blood cloud had completely turned into an ink cloud, a black cloud composed of ink.

Chen Xian's heart moved, and he used the yellow gourd to collect the black blood cloud. Although this black cloud can't refine the elixir, it is mixed with the essence blood of all spirits and the evil qi of the resentful spirits, and it is the best raw material for making evil magic weapons, or refining it into a poison pill, and forging it into a peerless elixir, when necessary, it is also good for people under the shadows.

After putting the jade bottle and the yellow gourd into the storage ring, Chen Xian stepped onto the altar and came to a hollow pillar. Looking at the trap pillar that was shining like a colorful lantern on the surface, and feeling the unique aura of the top-grade immortal weapon coming from it, he nodded expressionlessly, as expected, it was just a mid-stream level, and it was too far from the realm of the best.

After retracting the nine trap pillars into the storage ring, the earthen altar, which had lost its suppressive aura, exploded with a thud, sending up countless dust.

Chen Xian Xianyuan surged, pressing the dust that was about to scatter back to the ground, he stood in the void, and said loudly to the void in front of him: "Since Daoyou is here, why don't you show up and see it?"

It turned out that at the beginning of the blood sacrifice, when the heavenly thunder exploded, the Bingjiao that was curled up at Chen Xian's right wrist suddenly vibrated and sent him a message that a Xuan Immortal-level master was flying towards Yin Feng Ridge at a rapid pace.

After learning the news, Chen Xian asked Bingjiao to pay close attention to the dynamics of the Xuan Immortal, and he concentrated on presiding over the obscene ceremony. Fortunately, the time of the blood sacrifice was not long, but the kung fu of the half-pillar incense had already ended, and the Xuan Immortal had just arrived at the Yin Wind Ridge.

Chen Xian thought that the Xuan Immortal would fly over directly to snatch the trap pillar, but he didn't want the other party to enter incognito, so he felt a place ten miles outside the altar and stood still, until he put away the trap pillar and still appeared, he didn't know what he was planning, so he had to say something to try.

With the blessing of Xianyuan, the voice fluttered and resounded for ten miles, and Chen Xian believed that as long as the other party's ears were not deaf, he would definitely be able to hear it. But what made him strange was that the other party did not respond to his words and remained invisible.

Chen Xian frowned, thinking to himself if this girl should think that she was just a heavenly immortal and couldn't find out about his existence, right? He was a little speechless, so he had to speak again: "Friend of Xuan Immortal ten miles away, you don't have to hunch and hide behind the stones, I can see your every move clearly!"

Through the method of seeing and hearing from heaven to earth, Chen Xian found that the Xuan Immortal was a guy wearing a black robe and couldn't see his face clearly, his breath was very strange, and his whole body was full of ghosts.

......After the stealthy black-robed man let out a burst of laughter like a night owl, he floated up from behind the stone, flew to Chen Xian three feet in front of him in an instant, looked at him condescendingly, and said in a very sharp voice: "You can find Lao Tzu in this place full of resentment, you little immortal is not simple!"

"Resentful spirit?" The black-robed man's face was hidden under a huge hood, and he couldn't see what it looked like, but a pair of blood-red eyes that emitted red light were clearly seen by Chen Xian, it was a pair of eyes that were monstrous and wanted to exterminate all things, and the eyes of the resentful spirit of Yin Fengling, he immediately knew that this Xuan Immortal was a resentful spirit, but what made him strange was that as a resentful spirit that had destroyed his soul, how did this guy regain consciousness?

"Truly...... Yes, I am the Wraith, the Wraith King of this place! You have killed so many of my men, and I will give you two choices, first, swear allegiance to me and be my slave, and second, die, turn into the Wraith of this place and become my slave!" said the Wraith King with a smile, his voice unspeakably cold.

Chen Xian's mouth was pouted, full of disdain, there is a difference between the two choices? A little Xuan Immortal, or a ghost (resentful spirit) specially restrained by the Zhenshen Seal, dared to speak wildly in front of him, he was really impatient! He said with a domineering face: "I am the King of Jade Jiao, you have offended me, and I will also give you two choices, first, swear allegiance to me and be my slave; second, resist, I will beat you to live a life and cannot take care of yourself, and then refine you into a spirit ghost and be my slave!"

"Kid looking for death!" After the Resentful Spirit King roared angrily, his body moved, floating in front of Chen Xian like a ghost, raising his pitch-black right hand and grabbing it towards his head......

(To be continued...... ）