The three people from Puyun Taoist Temple went to the Yi tribe's territory thousands of miles away.
One of the primitive tribes in Dizhou is called the Qiang Du people.
Both men and women wear animal skin short skirts, bird feather headdresses, and colorful faces. The men's upper body is exposed, and the women's short skirts cover their chests, exposing the bronzed skin of their waists and abdomen.
On a site of several acres in the dense forest, a black pillar is erected in each of the eight directions including Qiankunkanli and eight animals, including tigers, pythons, dragons and elephants.
In the center of the venue, there is a large black gold cauldron with three legs and two ears. The cauldron is nine feet high, and green smoke slowly rises.
When Xue Tong saw this cauldron, his heart was shocked.
The body of the tripod is densely covered with spiritual patterns, with several complicated French characters arranged side by side. Xue Tong has seen the same arrangement on the Lingbao Blood Whip.
"The quality of the Baoding is extremely high!" Xue Tong secretly said.
He didn't have a chance to test it, otherwise he could roughly judge it by infusing magic power from the reaction of the magic weapon and the texture of the light on the surface of the weapon.
"For such a wonderful treasure, the Qiang Du people are not afraid of being robbed." Xue Tong asked Sun Bocheng.
"There are so many treasures and tricks that non-Qiang Du people can't start them."
Treasures are connected to bloodline!
Xue Tong has only seen a brief description in the booklet, and today is the first time he has seen the real thing.
"What kind of idols do the Qiangdu people summon?" Xue Tong asked again.
"Snake God!"
"In the eyes of the Qiang Du people, the snake god is the master of the dense forest."
Sun Bocheng couldn't hide his nervous expression, "In the last ten rituals, six failed and three ended in haste. Only nine years ago it was really successful!"
"What will happen if the statue loses control?" Xue Tong asked.
"What else can you do to kill someone violently!"
In the outer circle of the sacrificial site, on the three-foot stone wall, seven masters invited by Qiang Du were scattered.
Puyun, the deputy temple master, is in the middle stage of Grand Master and is just qualified.
A group of Qiang Du people came to the entrance.
Tuhar, the leader at the front, had his face completely covered by the paint. He only had two falcon-like eyes, which were translucent, and his brown-black skin had bulging veins. His aura of great master was unique on the field.
Tuhar led the team to circumambulate Baoding.
Everyone bit their fingers, chanted vague spells in their mouths, and smeared blood on the cauldron.
Sixty-seven people, the lowest cultivation level is postnatally accomplished.
The Qiang Du people formed three circles, with only the chief leader meditating, directly south of the sacrificial tripod.
Three circles of people circled in the left, right and left directions and recited the mantra.
Singing, chanting, weeping and complaining, it brings an increasingly strong ancient and mysterious feeling to the sacrificial scene.
The sacrificial tripod lit up slightly.
The incantation from the big leader's mouth immediately became rapid and compact.
The concentration of green smoke from Dingkou continues to thicken, and large amounts of smoke spurt out.
Xue Tong kept his eyes fixed, for fear of missing any details, but Sun Bocheng was not surprised and squinted his eyes to rest.
The situation on the field became more and more intense. Three circles of people were spinning rapidly, and their figures were connected together. Each person was chanting different spells, and there was no clue to the messy and noisy spells.
"Bang!"
The sacrificial cauldron exploded, and green smoke shot out ten feet.
Stone pillars in all directions lit up, smoke billowed, and emerald green runes flickered and jumped.
The Qiang Du people stopped circling, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed.
The simple and solemn atmosphere filled the air instantly.
Above the mouth of the tripod, thick smoke slowly condensed.
Colossus of the Serpent God!
It has a half-human snake head, a dark green snake body, and a three-forked tail, like an anchor.
The snake body is ten feet high, twisting slowly, with a face like a poisonous snake, and a three-quarter human shape.
There is a crown on the head, soft and slender hands, holding a black sword on the left and a bloody fork on the right. His eyes are as bright as pillars, and he is so majestic that he cannot look directly into them.
"The law is accomplished"
Xue Tong was wondering, when an extremely strong spiritual energy of heaven and earth spread out.
Mist-like spiritual energy gushes out from the snake god's body and flows in all directions.
Almost liquid spiritual energy of heaven and earth!
Even more refined and pure than the best spiritual stone.
Everyone has their pores open and sucks greedily.
"The idol has such benefits. A cup of tea can absorb spiritual energy for two years!"
Xue Tong activated the Jingwu Zhenjing, and the spiritual energy was like a flood from a broken embankment, rushing towards the ocean of meridian Dharma.
…
The giant statue of the snake god gradually became thinner.
"Big~"
Tuhar gave a command.
The Qiang Du people revived the spell.
No longer anxious and short, it becomes slow and long.
"Why, there's a second wave"
Xue Tong was overjoyed. With the help of the power of the Snake God, he had mastered the six lines of the sutra, which was comparable to the hard work he had done in the first half of the year.
Xue Tong glanced at Sun Bocheng.
But Sun Bocheng didn't look happy and was quite surprised.
"Why, it's not a scene that Sun Bocheng has not seen in the second wave," Xue Tong said in his heart.
"boom!"
The snake god suddenly grew two feet taller, and its thin form slowly thickened.
"It looks good, the statue has been upgraded."
A few moments.
Tuhar began to tremble as he chanted the incantation, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
The sacrificial tripod shook slightly, and the amplitude continued to increase.
The eyes of the snake god are no longer majestic, but the fierce light is strong!
"Ruined!"
Sun Bocheng's eyes were full of horror, Xue Tong and others all stood up.
Xue Tong put on the Barbarian God gloves.
"puff!"
Tuhar spewed blood from his mouth.
"Bang, bang..."
The chests of several Qiang Du people exploded, and the treasure cauldron spurted out a column of blood!
"Run!" Tuhar shouted hysterically.
The snake god screamed and took action boldly!
With crossed sword swings, two rays of black and red light swept towards the fleeing Qiang Du people.
Tuhar's iron fork was attacked immediately.
The five masters of the Qiang Du clan took action almost at the same time.
Sun Bocheng and others also slashed with swords and swords without hesitation. After all, they have seen such scenes many times, and they already know when to take action.
The shadow of Xue Tong's fist merged into the torrent of counterattack.
"Boom!"
Xue Tongteng stepped back, his arms temporarily losing feeling.
Everyone else fell out and rolled several times.
The low-level Qiang Du people who escaped slowly were torn into pieces in the turbulence of the huge explosion.
Except for Xue Tong and Tuhar, everyone had expressions of horror and disbelief!
The power of the snake god is far from what it was three years ago.
The same attack three years ago caused the snake god colossus to stagger immediately and barely lasted for two rounds.
The snake god forked his sword and swung it out again.
Xue Tongtian's sad fist shadow is like a mountain, the sky is green and ink obscures the light of the two swords, and the green and black horse is drawn out in a roll.
The fist power is increased from 70% to 70%, but the sword formation is largely retained.
In front of so many outsiders, you always need to hide your strength.
Xue Tong predicted that everyone would step up their attacks and take down the snake god.
Outside Tuhar's iron fork, two axes slashed fiercely; Sun Bocheng's blade flashed, and the silver spear hidden in his sleeve shot out like an arrow.
Or add magic weapons, or cast spells.
Thirteen people's attack power is doubled.
The image of the snake god suddenly shrank and disappeared in an instant.
The next moment, they reunited and appeared in front of the weakest Deputy Guanzhu Puyun.
Opening its huge dark mouth, it shot out electric light.
The deputy viewer’s desperate face was submerged in the electric light.
"Bang!"
Blood and flesh sprayed out.
After this killing, everyone knew that the situation was critical!
The figure of Ziming Temple Master, who was farthest away, flashed and flew into the forest.
The snake god waved out his long arm, and the bloody fork was like lightning, sinking into the depths of the dense forest.
There was a faint scream.
The Qiang Du people all looked ashen.
When Tuhar saw the snake god's treasure fork leaving his hand, he took the lead and swooped down, shouting crazily: "Kill him quickly!"
The forks and axes all came out, crushing five talismans in one go.
Xue Tong's Jiugong Sword Cloud blasted out with all its strength!
The remaining ones used all their special moves, and their attack range expanded dramatically, completely covering the giant snake god statue!
In the middle of the Qiang Du territory, a huge explosion sounded five hundred miles away!
The shadow of the giant statue disappeared into ashes, and the surrounding area of the sacrificial site was a hundred feet wide, with big trees uprooted and a piece of scorched earth.
Only eight stone pillars stood firm, and the black gold cauldron slowly shrank.
Xue Tong wiped the soot from his face and put away the magic weapon.
"What's going on?" Sun Bocheng asked angrily.
He and Deputy Viewer Zi Ming didn't have many sad expressions.
The people in the Taoist temple only practiced in groups, and their relationships were mediocre. The deputy temple leader Ziming was even a little secretly happy. He was about to ascend to the throne of the temple leader, and the original temple owner only had to share half of his property with other Ziming temple members.
Tuhar shivered for a while and then said: "We got into a big disaster today, but fortunately it was not beyond control."
"The ritual summons the image of the spirit, which is divided into three levels: initial, true and final, with four levels at each level."
"Today's ritual went very smoothly. The primary snake god image appeared. Tu was greedy for a moment and activated the second-level spell."
"The second-level statue has not been completed for a hundred years. Once it is successful, the concentration of spiritual energy will double, making up for the deficit of the Qiang Du clan for many years."
"Unexpectedly, the statue went out of control, two fellow Taoists died, and our clan also lost more than ten warriors!" Tuhar said sadly.
Sun Bocheng and others cursed.
"This is the cost of your hard work. The Qiang Du clan needs to rest twice to practice the spell and try again in nine years."
Tuhar motioned to the tribesmen to hold up the spiritual stones.
It stands to reason that Xue Tong and others have benefited from the spiritual energy and do not need to pay for hard work, but Tuhar is disheartened. Each of them has a million spiritual stones and does not feel any physical pain.
"Has the noble tribe ever summoned a true-level god statue?" Xue Tong asked.
He was extremely curious about Baoding. After a short period of practice, the effect of cultivation was comparable to that of a true snake god. If he summoned it once, wouldn't it be able to achieve miraculous effects that lasted thirty to fifty years?
"Historical records of our clan show that we summoned a true-level god statue more than 5,000 years ago."
"What is the form of the ultimate snake god?"
"Three heads and six arms, standing upright with the sky and the earth!" Tuhar said proudly.
"What a treasure of the Qiang Du tribe!" Xue Tong sighed.
"Well, the great immortal who forged the divine cauldron was the ancestor of our clan a hundred thousand years ago. He deliberately set it up to be connected to our clan's bloodline, and dozens of people chanted the incantation."
"This protects you from being snatched away!"
"It is said that some bad guys seized the tripod thousands of years ago. Because it could not be activated and was deeply cursed, it had to be sent back again."
After Tuhar finished speaking, he changed the subject and said, "Taoist Master Sun Guanzhu vouched for it. You are new here. Jiugong Jianyun just now, I am very impressed."
Tuhar has the deepest cultivation and can best understand the huge sword power of Jian Yun.
"Wherever, the defeat of the statue mainly depends on the power of the Qiang Du tribe."
Xue Tong didn't ask any more questions. Don't make it look like you were thinking about the Qiang Du tribe's treasure.
"Nine years later, Xue wanted to come and take advantage of the grand event, worship the snake god and receive his blessings," Xue Tong said.
"It's great that the Taoist priest is here!" Tuhar said.
As he spoke, the treasure tripod returned to its original shape and shrank to about the size of a foot. It is estimated that the expansion and contraction ratio is at least a fifth-grade earth-level treasure!
Xue Tong had an indescribable feeling in his heart. He always felt that the Qiang Du clan's treasure tripod and the mysterious summoning rituals hid more secrets.
…
Before Xue Tong left, he told the story of Qing Hao Sword and Li Mu's disappearance, promised spiritual stones, and asked for everyone's help.
Tuhar, the monks from Ziming Temple and Fuyang Temple all agreed to inquire and help.
