The moon is to the west.
After hastily discussing how to attack the city, the generals in the tent, Jiang Yong, Chanyi and others had already left, and Ling Shuyue also went to the tent next door to meditate.
Xiongzhao followed him out furtively.
Xin Zhuo is the only one left in the handsome account.
The candlelight flickered, and Xin Zhuo crumpled the paper he wrote on the "three major issues" into a ball and threw it away.
There is no point anymore!
Then recruit Wangyuejing.
[Sacrifice to the spirit: the true spirit of luck in Kunlun Palace.
Contains the foundation and general trend of a thousand-year sect, which can be worth seven hundred years of true spirit (fourth grade into the second grade)
True spirit fusion: perfect and shareable!
Shared blessing: Class B. 】
[Sacrifice to the spirit: The true spirit of the sword pool in the Withered Sword Tomb.
Contains the sword intent and general trend of a thousand-year sect, which can be worth seven hundred years of true spirit (fourth grade into the second grade)
True Spirit Fusion: Perfect! Shareable!
Shared blessing: Class B. 】
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A smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth. Although he didn't successfully control the three sects of Baiheqiu as planned, the integration of the four major sects of Kunlun Palace for the Soul Sacrifice was completed, which can be considered a success.
In the end, it is you who wins.
Although it took a lot of effort and great risks, the four thousand-year-old sects succeeded in worshiping the spirits, and everything was worth it.
It feels so good!
We are only one step away from reaching the Great Venerable Realm!
This incident seems to have opened a new door for him. How about focusing on the sect in the future?
He looked intensely at the sharable abilities in the moon-watching well and couldn't help but pause.
【Mellow second-grade realm】
The four major sacrificial spirits only provided the ability for him to immediately enter the Great Master, and they did not have any other skills, martial arts, or supernatural powers!
It seems that this time he sacrifices souls and uses luck to sacrifice, he can only simply absorb the realm abilities provided by the four major sects.
Wangyuejing has his own principles, or is very picky.
Or, if you reach the realm of the Venerable, there will be very few things in the world for you to offer sacrifices to your soul.
The Western Region is barren, and the things from the four major sects of the Kunlun Palace are actually inferior to those of the Taiping Palace. There is no magical martial arts that is more powerful than my own.
Unless it is something from ancient times, such as the ancient "Good Fortune Pavilion" that was in the Taiping Palace.
As for the single sacrifice of spirits, Wang Yuejing basically didn't buy it.
Some time ago, he tried to pay homage to Huang Taigai, but it didn't work. The old man was neither loyal to him, nor apologetic, nor in debt. Everyone was just using each other, and you couldn't even train him.
The same is true for Jiang Yong.
Chanyi's group of people, on the other hand, were very loyal and at the same level as him, but they seemed to be on a different level. He was sure to kill them in an instant, without even using three moves! So what they shared was only a meager fifty-one level of martial arts, and their skills and martial arts were zero.
After thinking wildly for a long time, he looked into the well again, hesitantly, not daring to absorb the Great Breakthrough Master immediately.
Because when entering the country, those damn four elephants are likely to appear again, which is too scary and incomprehensible!
When Huang Taigai and the others come, can you help block them?
After thinking for a while, he got up and strolled out of the tent, looked at the stars in the sky, and then looked at the tall walls of the Imperial City of Guifang Kingdom opposite.
This city suddenly became boring, but it had to be conquered. Not to mention the need to destroy the Thirteen Kingdoms, even the sacrifice of the spirits of the Western Qin army had to be perfected again step by step.
It would be great if there were mortars, just shoot the hell out of them.
Mortar?
He subconsciously returned to the camp, took out his Agou's knife from Tianmen Valley, and pulled it out from the belly of Yan Kaishan, a warrior at the 19th level of Great Yan. He took off the scabbard, revealing the blade that was still shining with cold light and stained with dried blood.
He has been carrying this thing with him because he pretended to be ill some time ago and was not in the mood to perform sacrifices. Moreover, this thing weighs about 10,000 kilograms and requires several horses to support it.
Since this thing can pierce the belly of a Nineteenth Level warrior, does it have strange power?
He sat down cross-legged, picked up the knife, and looked at it carefully in the light of the fire.
The swaying Xiong Zhang suddenly walked in from the outside. I don't know where I put on a dull makeup, and changed into a pink skirt. She was already as beautiful as an elf. At this moment, after the makeup, her complexion was as white as jade, and her long hair was as white as jade. The long eyelashes blinked, looking particularly attractive.
And the breasts are not too big, but they are squeezed out half way, which looks a bit strange.
He carefully walked to Xin Zhuo, sat down cross-legged, and blinked.
Xin Zhuo pinched her long ears without looking back: "Did you go to see the big-breasted girl from Lingyun Palace?"
Xiongzhao laughed and said, "How does the prince know?"
Xin Zhuo glanced at her chest: "Do you know Dong Shi Xiaochang? Some things are incomparable, and we won't compare!"
Xiong Zhang was stunned for a moment: "Who is Dong Shi? Who said I can't compare?"
As he spoke, he boldly picked up Xin Zhuo's hand and put it on his chest: "Prince, look at this, does this look like the job of your future concubine's eldest son?"
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Xin Zhuo was surprised: "Who did you learn these weird words from?"
As he spoke, he put down the knife in his hand.
"Of course it's with the prince..." Xiongzhao was about to laugh arrogantly when he suddenly looked straight at "Agou's knife". Although she had seen the outline of this knife, she had never seen its true face. I had cared about it, but my expression changed again and again at this moment.
Xin Zhuo frowned: "Is there something wrong?"
Xiongzhao glanced at him, his eye circles slowly turned red, and murmured: "Ahu's knife, wuwuwu..."
Suddenly he lay in Xin Zhuo's arms and cried loudly.
Xin Zhuo was stunned and speechless for a moment, what "Ahu's knife"? Isn't it Agou's knife? It's a little weird why you're crying!
He patted the bear's paw gently on the back: "Don't cry, don't cry, tell me, do you know it?"
It took Xiongzhao a long time to calm down, but his tone was still choked with sobs: "This slave is from the Tianhu Kingdom. She is the only daughter of His Majesty the Emperor of the Tianhu Kingdom. She is titled Princess Tianhu. Her real name is Nandina. The county king knows it, but does the county king know it? Why is Tianhu Kingdom called Tianhu Kingdom?”
Xin Zhuo shook his head, where did he know where to go?
Xiong Zhang looked at "Agou's Sword" and explained: "Because our territory of Tianhu Kingdom is located in the Tianhu Mansion, which is the southwest of Guiqiu Prefecture among the three prefectures of Western Qin. The country is very small, and there were only 80,000 string controllers back then!
However, Tianhu Mountain in Tianhu Mansion is rich in Tianhu Saliva, which is beneficial to the cultivation of the Demon Fox Clan, hence its name.
Moreover, during the 400 years since the Tianhu Kingdom was founded, the emperor's queens had always been women from the Qingqiu Mountain Fox Clan from Yaoqiu.
My father, Huang Nanpeijun, was an outstanding martial arts master and a wise king. He rejected women from the Fox Clan in Qingqiu Mountain three times. Later, a woman from the Demon Fox Clan came who had a very high level of martial arts, excellent talent, and an alluring appearance. It is said that she was the Demon Fox. The daughter of the clan fox emperor.
This woman is my mother and my father’s only wife. She is a very gentle woman. My childhood memories are all of hers. When I was eight years old, she took me back to Demon Qiu. Standing there is a statue of the huge fox's sword!
Ahu is my mother’s ancestor, the maternal ancestor of the Tianhu clan, and my grandpa’s wife and grandmother! Prince, can you understand? "
Xunran looked at Xin Zhuo with tears in her eyes.
"Uh...not only can I not understand it, but I also want to laugh. I think you are telling a fairy tale."
Xin Zhuo suppressed a smile. It was not easy to come to this world and accept a warrior with the power of earth-shattering. When he first heard about monsters, he couldn't understand it.
A world of high martial arts and monsters coexisting?
Until I saw the transformation of the demon horse and Ningshuang, I accepted it somewhat, but the things Xiong Zhao said about the demon clan still lacked a sense of reality.
"What a fairy tale? They are very serious." Xiong Zhang's tears were pouring down, and the makeup he had just applied was wet.
Xin Zhuo said seriously: "Okay, what does Ah Hu's sword have to do with my sword?"
Xiong Zhao said: "My mother said that the Demon Fox Clan was almost destroyed by bad guys back then. It was Ah Hu's ancestor who went out to look for someone to protect her, and ended up finding a lover. The lover was a master of the clan, and the two gave each other knives as tokens of love. , Ah Hu's sword itself is missing, but the Demon Fox Clan has a statue of the sword, and the Demon Fox Clan worships it every month on the full moon night!
Auntie told me that if I see this sword in the future, I will see the benefactor of the Fox clan! "
"But this is Agou's knife! Do you see these words?" Xin Zhuo pointed to the words "dog-like knife" on the blade.
Xiong Zhang was stunned for a moment: "Who is A Gou?"
Xin Zhuo shook his head: "I don't know, go to bed early! Don't think about these strange things."
"...Oh." Xiongzhao curled up beside him obediently, as if he felt safe around him, but there were still tears on his face.
Xin Zhuo looked at Xiong Zhang who quickly fell into a deep sleep, and suddenly felt vaguely that if this matter was true, maybe Xiong Zhang could use it to enter the demon hill?
Shaking his head, he seemed to be becoming more and more unscrupulous in order to achieve his goals recently.
Continuing to look at the knife, I couldn't help but be surprised!
