Chapter 211: Sacrificial Barbarian Pattern
The old man smiled and fell his gaze on the iron cross on the man in white, and said: "You were originally a disciple guarding the treasure house in the upper echelons of the Heavenly Dao, but you stole the cross of the Heavenly Dao, with the help of the power of this magic weapon, with the cultivation of the Hinayana of the Xiangwen Realm, you have cultivated the Iron Head Hitting the Heavenly Gong to the level of the Iron Head Flying Skull, as long as I disclose this news to the upper echelons of the Heavenly Dao, you should know the consequences of the matter." ”
"What do you want?" asked Infinite, a little scared.
The old man said his conditions: "Save your relatives." ”
Xing Wuxing shook his head and said seriously: "It's impossible, my relatives have never cultivated the Punishment Heaven Dao's Dual-Intention Absolute Heart Technique, even the cross of the past life can't save him." ”
"Then what do you mean by having such a ritual? The old man scolded a little angrily.
Sentence Wutian said with some apologies: "It's really boring to stay on this black dry mountain where birds don't for a month." ”
"You. The old man seemed to be a little speechless with anger, and although there was only one head left in the current sentence, he still had the strength that made the old man quite fearful.
After the old man thought calmly for a while, he said: "This way, you go and arrest the monk who killed the relatives, this person can kill the relatives, presumably the means are not simple, the current Qi family is not here, this black dry mountain is only you can catch the murderer, if you arrest the murderer back, it can be regarded as an explanation to the relatives, and I can not leak your affairs." ”
"Okay, that's a deal. The sentence was very happy to agree.
The afterglow of the setting sun slowly dissipated, and the sky soon became dark, there was no moon in the sky, and the whole heaven and earth were so cold that there was not even a little light.
Suddenly, a ball of fire emanated from the mountain, and under the reflection of this firelight, the dense woods in the mountain seemed to have turned into a huge monster, lurking beside this flame.
Crunch.
The firewood burned vigorously.
Evil Zisheng and Man Xiaoyun sat opposite each other in front of the fire, and neither spoke to each other.
As if sensing something unusual about this strange atmosphere, the evil self-generated gaze looked at the small clouds.
Man Xiaoyun sat on the box full of spirit stones, his eyes were closed at this time, his hands were closed, and the light of the spirit stones between his hands was shining from his palms.
After a pillar of incense, the light between the palms of her hands disappeared, and Manxiao Yun opened her eyes, and then she impatiently reached into the collar of her prison uniform with one hand, groping inside her clothes.
As if after confirming something, Manxiaoyun's eyes narrowed into a line with a smile, "It seems to have gotten bigger." ”
Ahem, ahem.
The evil self-born seemed to choke on a mouthful of water, and coughed violently.
Evil Zisheng took a dry firewood and stirred the fire in front of him, and the flame suddenly rose a little, and the smell of firewood smoke that had been choking before disappeared.
Throwing the dry firewood on the fire, Evil Zisheng asked: "Barbarian girl, I see that you have just cultivated the barbarian pattern, and the mana operation seems to be no different from the cultivation of the Dao method, this barbarian pattern should have other uses in addition to being a symbol of the status of the barbarians." ”
Speaking of the barbarian pattern, Manxiao Yun's expression was calm for a while, and he nodded: "Yes, this barbarian pattern is not just a simple exercise, in the barbarian path, it is more like a part of the monk's body, just like the body, the barbarian pattern will slowly grow through cultivation." ”
Evil Zisheng remembered something, and said, "But I'm afraid this brute pattern also has certain drawbacks." ”
"How can there be drawbacks to brute lines, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Man Xiaoyun replied a little angrily.
Evil Zisheng smiled indifferently.
Man Xiaoyun thought for a while, and then said: "If you think there is a drawback, it is also that the brute pattern on your hand is too special." ”
"Special?"
"The brute pattern is based on the sun, moon and nebula, birds, beasts, trees and grasses, the higher the status, the greater the brute force obtained by the brute pattern, and the brute pattern with the skeleton as the picture is extremely rare, and I have only seen it in some ancient books. ”
"Why is that?"
The skeleton seems to be buried in the ground, and if it looks like so, it seems to be the lowest.
Man Xiaoyun hesitated for a moment, and then said slowly: "Because the monk who tattoos this kind of brute pattern seems to be used for sacrifice, as long as the monk who tattoos this kind of brute pattern, as long as it is time to sacrifice, no matter how high or old the cultivation is, he will be killed and sacrificed to the barbarian god." ”
"What?" only then did he understand what he meant by what Man Xiaoyun meant.
Seeing that Evil Zisheng was a little nervous, Man Xiaoyun couldn't help laughing, "Don't worry, I don't know how many years ago this happened, this kind of sacrifice has already been canceled, and it is really strange that there will be people among the Yan people who know this kind of brute pattern." ”
Man Xiaoyun stretched his waist, planning to lie on the box to sleep, and said in a somewhat sleepy tone: "Eight hundred miles ahead, there is the madman tribe of the slave road, there must be tools to wash away the brute lines, go to bed early, you have to hurry tomorrow." ”
Man Xiaoyun turned his head a little lazily, his eyes were quite ghostly, and there was no sleepiness in his erratic eyes.
Evil Zisheng didn't notice the small movements of Man Xiaoyun, he stretched out his hand and stared carefully at the silver skeleton in his hand against the burning firelight.
The two pairs of red eyes glow red, and they are particularly eye-catching when running fast in the dark night.
In front of a river, two pairs of red eyes stopped, two pairs of red eyes looked at the river, and the red light reflected on the surface of the river The figures of two blood-colored demon wolves were reflected.
On the bodies of these two demon wolves, one sat Qian Ye of the Blood Wolf Chamber of Commerce, and on the top of the head of the other demon wolf, it seemed that an extra head had grown, and it was a life sentence.
Qian Ye closed his eyes slightly, his thumb shuttled back and forth on the other four fingers, as if he had gained something, his eyes opened quickly, and his eyes flashed with excitement.
"I can feel the mana breath of gold and silver around it, the pair of dog men and women in the Bigu Realm are in front, I said how did the little lady come back alive, it turned out that she killed her relatives, tonight there is a monk in the Xiangwen Realm to make a move, I see how long the pair of dog men and women can be arrogant." ”
Sentence Wucheng scolded a little unhappily: "Why is there so much nonsense, if it weren't for the search for the traces of that kid, I wouldn't have bothered to cooperate with you Greedy Wolf Dao, just a Bigu Realm is complete, and I actually let a Mahayana monk of Bigu Realm run away, Greedy Wolf Dao In addition to greed, don't you have any other ability, give me a quick lead in front of me, and Hugh is noisy." ”
"Yes, yes, yes. Qian Ye could only swallow his anger and nodded again and again.
The other party was a monk of the Xiangwen Realm, and he didn't dare to be disrespectful in the slightest.
Drive.
Two blood-colored demon wolves quickly leaped across the river and disappeared into the night.
Next to the fire, Evil Zisheng used mana to remove the sludge and dirt from his body, and was about to sleep against the tree pole.
His eyes had just closed, but they opened as quickly as a nightmare, looking at the vigilant gaze in the darkness, as if he had already sensed something.
The two blood-colored demon wolves stopped beside the fire, lowered their bodies, and let out a roar from their mouths, not knowing whether it was out of instinct for fear of flames, or because they were extremely hostile to Evil Self-Born and Brute Xiaoyun.
However, when the evil self-generated gaze fell on Qian Ye, the situation in front of him seemed to be clear at a glance.
For Qian Ye, the evil self-born did not take it seriously, but the bald head on the other blood-colored demon wolf exuded a mana aura that made the evil self-born a little jealous.
Smell the realm.
Qian Ye smiled a little proudly: "Two sluts, look where you are still running." ”
Man Xiaoyun had already stood up, looking at the extra bald head on the other blood wolf, and there was some surprise in his eyes, "When did Xingtian Dao be willing to give a head to a person who is greedy for wolf Dao, it's really strange." ”
The sentence flew up from the top of the blood wolf's head, and glanced at Man Xiaoyun lightly, "I'm just here to capture the murderer who killed my relatives, and as for your grudge against him, I don't have any intention to get involved." ”
Hearing this, Man Xiaoyun suddenly became smart, and hurriedly pointed his finger at the evil self-born and said: "The predecessor of the Heavenly Dao, it was this guy who killed his relatives, I swear to the barbarian god, this matter really has nothing to do with me, if there is nothing else, I will not bother you." ”
Man Xiaoyun regarded himself as an outsider, slowly retreated back, and finally seemed to be unable to hold back, and began to run with his legs.
"Senior criminal, although this woman is not the murderer of relatives, she is also an extremely important witness, I can't let her run away like this, I will arrest her back. Qian Ye patted the wolf's head, and the blood wolf seemed to understand what Qian Ye meant, bypassed the fire, and chased out in the direction where Manxiaoyun had fled.
An iron cross flew out of the other blood wolf and fell in front of the evil self-being, and the sentence looked a little leisurely and said: "Do you wear it yourself, or do I put it on for you, hey, you monk looks a little familiar, it seems that you have seen it somewhere." ”
The sentence is indefinite, recalling.
The other party may not remember who he is, but the evil self-born clearly remembers this iron cross, and this iron cross is not exactly what was behind the headless body at the beginning.
The previous headless body had no head, but now this Xiangwen Realm monk only had a head, and the connection between the two, the evil self-born thought about it a little, and he had already figured it out.
Sentence Wutian seemed to fly closer to the location of the evil self-generation in order to confirm, "By the way, I remembered, I saw you in the Black Cloud Swamp before, I didn't expect you to be able to come out of the Black Cloud Swamp, it seems that you should have learned the art of flying." I'm here to ask you something, you've seen a headless body in the Black Cloud Swamp before, and if you know who killed him, I might as well let you live two more days. ”
Evil Zisheng didn't mean to answer, but was a little curious about the other party's Taoism, and looked at the other party with his eyes.
I didn't expect that in this wilderness, there was such a strange Taoist technique, and it could survive without a body.
The world is so big, and it is indeed no wonder.
Because of the experience of killing the headless body last time, facing this remaining bald head was not as fearful as facing a real Xiangwen Realm monk.
Seeing that the evil self-rebirth did not answer for a long time, the sentence was a little difficult to wait and said: "It seems that you don't know, since you don't know, then suffer death." ”
The sentence raised his eyebrows angrily, and a majestic mana of the Xiangwen Realm blew the flames on the ground like a night wind, and the firewood burned even more vigorously, but it gave people a strange feeling of being cold.
The pitch-black shadow left on the ground by the indefinite skull flashed and slammed into the body of the evil self-being.