Buzz——
Weird sound.
Quiet.
From movement to stillness, a momentary change.
Chen Qingyan came back to his senses and looked at the obedient rabbit-like fierce altar, continuing to move along the red talisman road.
The further you go, the faster you go, until you run wildly.
Chen Qingyan, who had condensed the Yuan Dan and practiced the Gu Yuan Gong again, had extremely abundant energy and blood in his body. In the entire Lin Valley, only the disciples of the inner sect could compare with him.
But this kind of "Qi and blood steaming cloud" that protects the body autonomously cannot last long.
It will be consumed in the process of suppressing the resistance to the evil altar.
Excessive consumption of Qi and blood will inevitably damage the body and require a lot of time to recover.
He must reach his destination before he loses too much energy and blood.
In fact, if there is fate suppression and an extra layer of protection, he will not be forced to burst into tears.
But whoever let him be taken away when he was born would have a bad fate.
Chen Qingyan ran in the dark wilderness, carrying the red mist on a scarlet talisman road.
The red mysterious mantra gives people an evil feeling.
If you look down from a high altitude, you will see that the entire terrain is actually connected by these charms, forming a symmetrical angle and showing regularity, like a huge heart, beating vigorously.
But if you look at it from another perspective, you will see that the mountains and the talismans are like an extremely thick chain, imprisoning the white field in the center, locking the life and distorting the terrain.
——Array.
Man-made reversal of the situation of heaven and earth.
Jugucheng dominates this place, relying not on a group of monks with advanced cultivation, but on this reverse formation of heaven and earth, using the power of heaven and earth, and the secret of life and death, to give birth to one statue after another, allowing mortals to break through the shackles, so that the path of monks will never be cut off. The "fierce god".
The people who returned the evil altar were the worker ants who carried the food under this huge formation. Their duty was only to transport the evil altar to the position designated by the formation.
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Beyond the wilderness.
In a dense bamboo forest.
Guan Ling, Anchang and a group of nine people meditated around the bonfire.
If you look carefully, the burning firewood is not an ordinary firewood stick, but a piece of white ore, and the flame that is ignited is also white.
The night is getting darker.
Guan Ling opened his eyes, counted with his fingers, and frowned slowly.
"What's wrong."
Anchang's eyes were closed, but he seemed to see Guan Ling's bad expression.
"There seems to be a problem with Jiang Bingxin. Neither he nor Zang Rongrong came."
At this time, a person opposite the bonfire gave up meditating, squatted on the ground, looked at Guan Ling and Anchang, and said mysteriously:
"Zang Rongrong originally didn't plan to get involved, but her evil spirit was taken away by Jin Yang."
The woman who was meditating across the two people next to her also interjected after hearing this: "I wonder when she changed her temper. It turns out that her escape route was cut off."
"Five years ago in Lingyuefang City, she hooked up with Jiang Bingxin and stole the secret book of ghosts that I was interested in. But now she's not the same as me." The woman's face was full of gloating.
"You can say this here, but don't say it when Zang Rongrong and the others are here. We all have the same purpose on this trip, and we can't have any more troubles internally." An Changdan said.
The woman sneered a few times, "I'm not stupid, her ancestor was an old monster who lived for more than three hundred years."
The man who was squatting on the ground answered: "An old monster who won't live for a few years."
"No matter how old you are, you are still a monk. We cannot afford to offend you."
Guan Ling shook his head, picked up a branch from the ground, and started drawing on the ground.
"This time when the evil altar is sent back, one of the stationed monks will accompany him, and the other will return to the town. We have twenty-four days until the evil god is conceived. When we arrive in the deserted town, we are not allowed to go out for anything, and we wait for the evil evil to revive. "
Guan Ling drew a house on the ground, and drew several lines in front of and behind the house, connecting it to another house.
"The last time I went out of the city, I used the Mystic Pill to control a wild man who lived alone. This is his home, only three houses away from the host of the evil evil. I wasted two months before, and now there is still one month left before the effect of the drug will disappear. . I don’t want any accident to happen, unless you are willing to buy another magic pill.”
The squatting man shook his head, "I don't have time. Even if I can buy the magic pill, I can't wait."
The woman turned her face and looked at the man, "As long as the host of the evil evil is not touched, with the evil evil's greed, we can wait for a year and a half. How can we not have time?"
The man chuckled, "What I'm saying is that we don't have time. Don't you have to go back to Lingu to recover?"
The woman was immediately speechless.
Seeing that the two of them were no longer talking, Guan Ling looked around and knew that although the other people were meditating, they were definitely paying attention here, so he continued:
"Although the deserted town is just a place where wild people gather and cannot be educated, the evil spirits worshiping are sneaky, and there may be evil cultivators hiding there. After we revive the evil spirits, we need to take action immediately. It is best..."
"It's best to investigate the surrounding area secretly." Anchang suddenly said.
Guan Ling was stunned for a moment, and his next words were interrupted.
Anchang said seriously: "The so-called evil spirits worshiped by the wild people are just some evil things that are worse than the spirits. We don't need to do anything. As long as the evil spirits are born, they will flee for their lives. And the evil cultivators who are willing to associate with the wild people, Most of them are mortals who have learned a few heretical techniques by chance. These people can't even defeat the wild people. When we meet them, we directly clean them up, so as to ensure that nothing goes wrong."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present opened their eyes.
Whispers started.
Guan Ling looked hesitant, as if he was thinking about the feasibility of his friend's words.
"It's so lively here."
A waxy female voice sounded in the bamboo forest.
Everyone sitting around the campfire fell silent.
"It's Zang Rongrong." Guan Ling stood up and turned to face the rear.
"Long time no see, Brother Guan has improved again in his cultivation."
Along with the words, a beautiful woman walked out of the darkness.
It was the one who had appeared once before in Chongyue Ancient Town.
"Where is Jiang Bingxin?" Anchang frowned.
"have no idea."
The beautiful woman Zang Rongrong shook her head.
"Aren't you two together?" the woman couldn't help but sneer.
"Jiang Caizhu, if you say one more word to me, I will tear your mouth apart." Zang Rongrong's tone suddenly turned cold.
Guan Ling quickly interrupted the two of them and asked, "What's going on?"
Zang Rongrong walked into the bonfire, and Shi Shiran sat down cross-legged, "He left early and hasn't arrived yet. He may have died somewhere."
"Didn't you agree to come together?" someone asked.
Zang Rongrong sneered, "That guy named Jiang is full of dirty minds, how could I give him a chance?"
"You two live in the same place and share a hairpin made of a locust tree. You are in love with me and you are concubine. I'm afraid you have already hooked up." A woman named Jiang Caizhu said in a strange way.
Zang Rongrong's face was as cold as frost, and he suddenly turned into a fierce fox and pounced on the woman.
"I said I would tear your mouth apart."
"Come on, I've long wanted to slap your face to pieces." Jiang Caizhu whipped out the whip from her waist and struck back.
Beside the bonfire, people were flying around. When everything calmed down, Zang Rongrong and Jiang Caizhu were each surrounded by several people.
Guan Ling's face was livid, "In the wilderness, it is still night, if you use force again, your energy and blood will be like a bright lamp. You two are seeking death, don't drag us along."
