One day a month later, the clear sky in Dongzhou suddenly turned into darkness.
Under the sky, there was the sound of the tide, and even mortals living in the secular world could hear it clearly.
This strange scene came and went quickly, but within a few breaths, everything returned to normal, as if those few breaths of darkness were just an illusion.
However, when the old people in the cultivation world saw this scene, they all knew what was going on.
Ghost stream, the tide has receded.
Demon King Valley.
Wang Yue'er pushed open the door and saw the figure sitting cross-legged in front of the back door. She pursed her thin lips and called softly: "Xiang Shu, the time is up."
Xiang Shen's eyelashes trembled slightly and he opened his eyes.
She stroked the sword between her knees with her bare hands, stood up and walked out the door without saying a word.
Not long after, Wang Yue'er led Xiang Shu through a long gravel path behind the village and arrived at a brightly lit cave.
This cave was man-made and is extremely spacious. In the middle of the cave, there is an altar. The old village chief inserted the incense string into the incense burner, and sandalwood scent floated out from the central sacrificial table, refreshing the heart and mind.
In the open space in front of the altar, there was a teleportation array painted. It was different from the teleportation arrays Xiang Yu had seen before. The array pattern actually showed a strange dark red color.
Xiang Shen withdrew his gaze, walked behind the old village chief, and respectfully called: "Senior."
The old village chief slowly performed the sacrificial ceremony, then turned around and said slowly: "You are here."
He stepped off the altar, waved his sleeves and shot out a few rays of spiritual light, which disappeared into the dark red formation. He sighed softly: "This place has not been used for a long time. Go and stand on the teleportation array. This teleportation array has turned into a ghost stream." Suppose, when you go there, it should be a soul-evil maze."
As he spoke, the old village chief handed over a simple jade slip, "This has the exit of the Hunsha Labyrinth written on it. However, the terrain in the ghost stream changes frequently. The jade slip can only be used as a reference and cannot be fully trusted."
"Junior understands."
After Xiang Shuan took the jade slip, the old village chief shook his sleeves and took out a palm-sized statue that looked like a tiger.
Xiang Shen only glanced at it and felt a chill in his heart, as if he was being targeted by some living creature.
"This is what you rely on for this trip, the statue of our clan's gods."
The old village chief's tone was slightly solemn, "The statue of our clan cannot be desecrated, nor can it be kept in the storage ring. You must sincerely sense it and feed it with your own blood, otherwise the statue will not find the location of the Yuan embryo for you."
Xiang Shen nodded slightly, took it carefully, turned around and was about to walk into the formation, but his steps were slightly stagnant, he hesitated, and then asked: "Why don't you see Wang Tuo?"
"he?"
The old village chief shook his head and chuckled, his smile full of bitterness. "This whole secret realm is what he dislikes the most. He won't come here."
Xiang Shen was stunned and asked, "Why?"
She originally thought that the old village chief would not answer, but the old village chief just sighed and said bluntly: "Three thousand years ago, Wang Tuo's parents left here and never came back."
"Wang Tuo's parents are also in Guijian?"
Xiang Shu was surprised.
In the past three thousand years, the dark tide of ghost streams has risen countless times. Wang Tuo's parents may have long...
The old village chief didn't answer any more, raised his hand to do some calculations, and said: "It's almost time, you should go."
Wang Yue'er didn't care about face and ran up with red eyes, "Can we meet again?"
Xiang Shen looked at the two cat ears popping out of her head in surprise, and couldn't help but chuckle: "We will meet if we are destined."
After saying that, Xiang Shu turned around and walked into the formation. The old village chief raised his sleeves and fired out a flash of light, and the incense thread on the sacrificial table immediately burned quickly.
At the same time, the formation's dark red light burst out, instantly drowning Xiang Shu's figure.
"Sister Chu, I'm waiting for you to come back!"
In the distance, a vague shout came to my ears, and he showed a smile during the transmission.
He came anyway.
After a few breaths, the red light in the cave dimmed, the movement gradually subsided, and the incense thread on the sacrificial table had burned out.
Wang Tuo stared at the empty formation, dazed.
The time when his parents went to war, he was still in the process of pregnancy and didn't see it. But this time he saw it... but it was as if he hadn't seen it, and they were tightly held together in his heart.
The old village chief looked at him with a smile, "I remember someone
I said that I will never set foot here in this life, so what? For the sake of a sister who is sworn to Jinlan, the vow is broken? "
Wang Tuo's face was slightly cold, "I can do whatever I want, do you care?"
"Can you still talk back?"
The old village chief was surprised, "It seems that the hard training during this period has not made you lose your energy. Now that your worries have been removed, you can enter the Demon God Valley today."
Wang Tuo suddenly laughed and sneered after hearing this.
"You really wish that your grandson would die early? Very good!"
Wang Tuo waved his hand, "Master, I will enter the Demon God Valley today and I will never come out in this life!"
After saying this, Wang Tuo glanced at Wang Yue'er who was beside him, turned around and left without saying a word.
"Brother Tuo..."
Wang Yue'er wanted to catch up, but was stopped by the expressionless old village chief, "Hide your ears."
Wang Yue'er quickly covered her head, pursed her lips, and looked aggrieved.
Brother Tuo is obviously a demon himself, so why does he hate demons so much?
The dark stone corridor was extremely quiet and dark.
Suddenly, a dark red halo appeared on the ground, and a thin figure walked out of it. The dark red dimmed randomly and disappeared.
This person is none other than Xiang Shu.
She looked around cautiously and saw that the square transparent stone walls were mostly damaged and empty with nothing inside.
Seeing the same situation as in the underground, Xiang Shu recognized at a glance that this was the Soul Evil Labyrinth, but the Soul Evil in the walls was nowhere to be seen.
In this way, apart from disorienting people, this Soul Evil Maze has no other dangers.
Recalling the map, Xiang Shu immediately left in the direction pointed by the map.
However, within half a day, Xiang Shu stopped in front of a dead end.
She frowned, took out the map and looked at it carefully again.
Not wrong. But what was originally a normal road has become a dead end.
The old village chief was right. The terrain of this maze has changed, and the original map can no longer be used.
Xiang Shen put away the map, took out the statue of the demon god, bit his fingertips, and dripped a drop of blood.
That bit of red color fell on the surface of the statue and was immediately absorbed into it.
Not long after, the demon god statue's eyes were reddish, and it started to turn randomly. It didn't stop suddenly until it turned to Xiang Shu. It paused for a moment, and an evil voice came from the statue: "Human race?"
Xiang Shu's eyes froze for a moment. Is this statue alive? Can talk?
The old village chief only said that this statue will guide the direction, but did not mention this aspect. Is it deliberately concealing it, or... is there something wrong with this statue?
Thoughts in his heart were turning rapidly, but Xiang Shen showed a respectful look on his face and said: "Master Demon God, although I am a human race, I still serve you with integrity. Do you want Master Demon God to guide me in the direction?"
The statue's eyes rolled again, and an intermittent voice came out, "Blood... not enough..."
Xiang Shen immediately added a few more drops of blood, and the voice in the statue suddenly became smoother, "Mortal, for the sake of your sincerity, I will promise you this. What are you looking for?"
Xiang Shen made up his mind and immediately said: "Yuan embryo!"
"Yuan embryo?"
The red light in the statue's eyes became even brighter, "The Yuan embryo is in the ghost stream. How dare you, a mere mortal, go to the ghost stream?"
Xiang Shen pursed his lips and said, "Master Demon God, please look around."
The statue suddenly fell silent, and after a moment, an exclamation came out: "Mortal, I really admire your courage. With your half-hearted cultivation, you dare to enter the ghost stream. You are not afraid that the Yuan embryo will not be found and die here instead." ?”
"Now I don't have to worry about it, Lord Demon God."
Xiang Shen spoke calmly, with a hint of respect, "Please ask the Demon God to guide you in the direction."
The statue stared straight at Xiang Shu with a pair of eyes, a hint of greed flashed through it, and smiled sinisterly: "Mortal, I can help you, but this little blood is not enough. This place is just outside the ghost stream, and the distance is not enough." It’s too far, you have to sacrifice your heart and soul so that I can have the strength to find Yuan embryos for you.”
The lion opens its mouth?
Xiang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, then pretended to hesitate and said: "Master Demon God, I have limited blood, and I'm afraid I can't support you for your wanton exploration. It's better to wait and go deeper into the ghost stream, and then
Please take action, what do you think? "
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the demon god statue immediately turned red: "You don't want to donate?"
"Master Demon God has misunderstood."
Xiang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, "I believe that the Demon God doesn't want to see any devout believer die on the way to make a donation, right?"
The eyes of the demon god statue immediately stopped moving. It was silent for a long time before a voice of dissatisfaction came out: "When you get to the place, wake up this god."
After saying this, the red light in the demon god's eyes immediately dimmed, and in a blink of an eye they returned to their original stone-white color.
Xiang Shen relaxed, put the statue of the demon god into his arms, turned around and left.
This statue of the demon god is really weird. After a confrontation, she has made up her mind that she will never use this statue unless absolutely necessary.
Compared with the underground maze back then, the maze in Guijian was extremely huge. Xiang Shu walked upside down in it for three or four days before he found the exit.
Seeing the white light from the exit right ahead, Xiang Shen moved and was about to go over when he suddenly heard a movement coming from the left branch road.
If she meets someone at this time, the news that she is still alive will spread quickly. Trouble...
Xiang Shen frowned, and quickly made a hand seal. He was about to mobilize the Siji Forbidden to temporarily block the intersection when he suddenly heard a familiar cry.
"Let's go!"
"Gong Yue!"
Lu Yue watched helplessly as the souls in the sky rushed toward her. The intense fear made her forget to breathe, and her legs froze in place, unable to move.
At the moment when she was about to be overwhelmed by the soul evil spirit, a golden thread suddenly flew from behind, tied her waist and pulled her back suddenly.
Lu Yue's figure instantly retreated, keeping distance from Hunsha. Immediately after Lu Yue's waist was loosened, the golden thread spread out and turned into a glittering golden barrier, blocking all the soul evil in the sky from the opposite side.
As soon as his companion recovered from his shock, he immediately got up and knelt down beside Lu Yue, "How are you? Are you injured?"
Lu Yue shook her head, touched her heart that was still beating wildly, and kept looking back, but no one showed up for a long time.
Chapter 119 Entering the Stream
