"Village chief? Why not build a trail? Then you don't need to be so careful, right?"
Su Mu suggested.
The village chief shook his head and smiled bitterly after hearing this: "Master Immortal, it's not like we have never done this before, but every time we widen the path a little wider, within three days, the path will return to its original state. I don't think so. , there are really too many weird things in the back mountain.”
"Actually, this path was quite obvious a long time ago. Unfortunately, with the decline and sleep of the sacrificial spirits, the traces of this path have become what they are today."
After saying that, he sighed for a while.
"I see."
Su Mu suddenly realized.
It seems that due to some kind of existence or power, the villagers did not want to find the location of the spirit sacrifice.
Only then did I want to erase the traces of the trail!
But...why do this?
Is it possible?
Su Mu thought of a reason.
The power of faith!
It has been recorded in ancient books that in addition to self-cultivation, worshiping spirits can also absorb the power of pious faith from living beings to strengthen themselves.
They have their own way of cultivating their faith.
The immortal aura in the ancient immortals is incomplete, coupled with the loss and decline of the power of faith, the sacrificial spirit cannot absorb other sources of power, and will indeed continue to decline!
"There is some kind of power in the back mountain that wants the Shicun Sacrificial Spirit to decline until it dies!"
Su Mu had a guess in his mind.
And... the accuracy of this guess should be very high!
He didn't say anything, and he would wait until he saw the sacrifice spirit before talking about it.
Not long after.
Under the leadership of the village chief, Su Mu came to a wilderness.
The ancient atmosphere remains here.
There are many quaint sacrificial vessels scattered around.
It looked a little broken, but Su Mu could feel the powerful energy contained in it!
"Master Immortal, the place in front is where the souls are sacrificed."
The village chief looked a little uneasy.
He looked at Su Mu, hoping that he could cure the Shicun sacrifice spirit.
But... I'm afraid this hope is slim, and this is what he can expect.
However, no matter how slim the hope was, he still needed to give it a try.
It’s not even time for a cup of tea after leaving.
Su Mu then saw the sacrificial spirit in Shicun.
The thick branches were dark, as if they had suffered a terrible disaster. There were only two or three yellowed willow leaves left, which looked lifeless.
"Looking like this, I'm afraid death is not far away."
Su Mu was shocked in his heart.
Only part of the vitality is left, and it is still passing away rapidly.
"Immortal Master, you have also seen what our clan's sacrificial spirit looks like now. When I was young, it was not like this. It was full of willow branches rippling in the wind. Although it was also sleeping, it was full of vitality."
"And this situation occurred just a few years ago!"
"In just three days, all the willow branches withered, and no one knew what happened."
The village chief sighed repeatedly.
When Su Mu heard this, he nodded clearly.
Come to think of it... the power of the sacrificial spirit at that time had declined to the point where it could no longer support its own body.
This situation did not arise suddenly.
A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and Su Mu activated the Divine Forbidden Demonic Eyes to see if he could see anything.
No matter how you say it, it is the supreme eye skill, and the ability to see through illusion is also its basic ability.
Under the influence of pupil power, Su Mu suddenly discovered that the remaining power in the body of the sacrificial spirit was still being squeezed and consumed.
"There must be some terrifying character buried under the back mountain!"
Su Mu concluded.
When the power of faith declined and the aura of the Immortal Yun was incomplete, the Sacrificial Spirit used its own power to suppress him for an unknown number of years.
Such great perseverance and great means are really admirable and amazing!
"Master Immortal, do you have a way to save our clan's sacrificial spirits?"
The village chief looked at Su Mu expectantly.
This is their last hope.
"I can only try my best, but whether I can succeed or not depends entirely on God's will."
"Village Chief, please leave the back mountain for now. If you are here, I'm afraid I will accidentally hurt you."
Su Mu said solemnly.
Even with the old arms and legs of the village chief, any leakage of spiritual power would probably shock him to death.
It's better to stay away first.
"This... Immortal Master, there are a lot of weird things in the back mountain. Are you sure?"
"Why don't you let me stay with you?"
The village chief said worriedly.
Without the company of villagers, it is easy to get lost in the back mountains.
"Okay, the back mountain can't trap me. If I want to leave, there's no one in the world who can keep me here."
Su Mu said confidently.
After that, before the village chief could say anything, he waved his hand and activated the power of space to send the village chief back to the village.
The place of worship fell into silence.
With the departure of the village chief, the back mountain seems a little weirder!
Faintly, there seemed to be a fierce ghost wailing.
It's like arriving in an endless hell.
Seeing this, Su Mu seemed calm and unhurried. He looked at the thick tree trunk and watched the ancient and modern movements quietly unfold, and a corner of the past picture was reflected.
He saw the unrivaled splendor of offering sacrifices to spirits!
The strength...far exceeds the existence of the Great Emperor!
He is the legendary immortal!
But with the fragmentation of the Immortal Realm, he, the "immortal" in ancient times, has now fallen to this point.
He looked like he was dying.
Su Mu didn't know how to save it, so he could only give it a try.
"Sacrifice to the spirit, I wonder if you still have the ability to speak?"
Su Mu approached and tried to communicate with him.
There was a faint glow surrounding the sacrifice to the spirit, and he felt very sensitively that there was an extremely blazing power bred in the tree trunk.
If you let out a trace at will, you can suppress yourself!
He was horrified.
Is this the power of immortals?
With such a decline, can he easily suppress himself?
So scary!
But Su Mu quickly regained his composure. Isn't it unusual for a legendary being like an immortal to have such strength?
Unfortunately.
The immortal realm is broken, and the immortals may no longer exist, right?
In other words... most of them look like offering sacrifices to spirits, and are in disgraceful decay.
"It seems that the situation is more serious than I thought."
Su Mu sighed.
If you don't even have the ability to communicate, you're probably going to die soon.
He quickly took out the Immortal Fountain of Youth from the system space.
Then he fell on the sacrificial spirit.
The rich breath of life is injected into the body of the sacrificial spirit, and the dark skin is constantly transforming.
The Immortal Fountain of Immortality contains a trace of complete Immortal Essence, which is a great supplement to any existence. Even an Immortal can be of use at times.
The tree trunk returns to its original appearance.
Two or three willow branches are dripping with green.
However... even so, it failed to change the decay within his body.
At most, it's back to a few years ago.
Decline continues.
The sacrifice spirit is also in a deep sleep, making it difficult to communicate.
When Su Mu saw this, he was in trouble. If the immortal spring of immortality was useless, the other methods might not be of much use!
"But you have to give it a try."
Su Mu looked serious and solemn.
He took out the Fountain of Youth again and poured it in decisively.
Then the brilliance gathered together.
Using the power of the Heaven-Mending Technique, coupled with the Immortal Fountain of Immortality, is the limit of what Su Mu can achieve currently.
I just don’t know how effective it is.
