"Blood sacrifice!"
Zhao Li's eyelids twitched.
Blood sacrifice is a ritual that sacrifices the life of a living creature to summon a powerful existence that has been silent for years, or to open a special seal.
In the past one or two thousand years, he had seen this cruel ritual no less than a hundred times.
As a kind-hearted person, a look of disgust flashed across his face instinctively.
boom! A bolt of fire that was as fast as thunder knocked away the thick layer of dust at the bottom of the stone trough, revealing hundreds of tiny pieces of dark brown flesh and bones, which could not be seen to be left by any living creature.
Because of the passage of time, flesh, blood, and bones have lost their divinity.
Cao Yi put down his hand and frowned.
The palace left by the majestic Heavenly Emperor actually requires a blood sacrifice to open it. It seems that this Heavenly Emperor is not a kind person either.
When you go in later, be sure to be more careful.
To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that three pets that he had raised for a long time and had developed feelings for were trapped inside, he really wouldn't want to wade into this muddy water.
For others, the elixir is the ultimate temptation, and they can do anything for it. To him, it was no more than dust.
He now yelled, "I won't do the task anymore."
You can gain eternal life in this world right away.
Zhao Li suddenly exclaimed, stepped forward, picked up one of the small bones, squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, and said uncertainly: "It looks a bit like the bones of the Netherworld Beast, but the bones of the Netherworld Beast shouldn't be so small."
"It's not surprising that big bones turn into small bones. Don't forget how many years have passed."
While Cao Yi was speaking, an idea occurred to him, and a bone of the Netherworld Beast appeared in front of him.
At first glance, it looks like a rusty piece of copper.
"Right"
Zhao Li nodded.
When I put it back, I subconsciously pinched it with my hands, but it didn't break.
"So hard?"
Official Zhao raised his eyebrows.
I used 30% of my strength, but it still didn't break.
Suddenly increasing the strength to 80%, with a crisp sound, the bones of the Netherworld Beast broke into two halves.
Click!
Another crisp sound came from Cao Yi's hand.
Zhao Li turned around and saw Cao Yi crushing the bones of the Netherworld Beast, and said in a light tone: "I used 70% of my strength, how much did you use?"
Cao Yi glanced at Official Zhao and said calmly: "Two percent"
Zhao Li's mouth twitched.
If I had known it would be 30%, the difference of 40% would be too embarrassing.
Cao Yi removed 10% of the force exerted on the bones of the Netherworld Beast and turned his eyes to Nezha, who also happened to look over.
"Regret it?"
Nezha asked expressionlessly.
“Just come out and have a look”
Cao Yi replied casually.
Nezha narrowed his eyes, turned around and said to a foreign monk with two big horns on his head who came out not far away: "Come here, blood sacrifice."
The alien monk was stunned for a moment, and then said with an ugly face: "Let me sacrifice myself with blood."
Buzz! The place was in chaos.
The monks who came out with Nezha all showed angry expressions. They basically came from big forces and couldn't even be used as cannon fodder, let alone blood sacrifices, or bloody sacrifices to themselves.
"What do you think we are, beasts? It's too much."
"Third Prince, don't think that because you are highly cultivated, you can cover the sky with one hand."
“This is really unreasonable”
…
Many people couldn't help but denounce Nezha.
"What about blood sacrifices to yourself? You just need to donate blood."
Nezha frowned.
The sound was not loud, but it suppressed all sounds.
The noisy scene suddenly became quite quiet.
"It turned out to be blood, I was shocked."
“If I didn’t explain it clearly, I thought it was a life sacrifice.”
…
A few people murmured under their breath.
The alien monk was still a little unsure: "Is it really just donating blood?"
"If you keep talking nonsense, you will be disqualified. There are so many people on the top of Mount Tai. If I just ask, there will be many people willing."
Nezha said with a cold face.
This is the truth.
Nearly ten thousand people came today. Except for a small number of people who came for the elixir, most of them came for the treasures in the shrine.
"Don't"
The foreign monk immediately turned into a bison that was more than ten meters tall. He placed a thick front leg on the edge of the stone trough. He spit out a short knife and slashed the leg. Blood gurgled out, and in the blink of an eye he was gone. The bottom of the stone trough was filled, but strangely, as time passed, the blood not only did not increase, but actually dropped a lot.
"call"
The alien monk, who had lost too much blood, exhaled a breath and stepped aside.
"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Others will come too."
Nezha urged.
One monk, another monk... Soon, forty-nine people donated blood.
For some reason, the stone trough is still not full.
Nezha turned to the monks floating in the air at the bottom of the steps and said: "Fifty people who come here with blood can enter as the second batch."
Compared with the monks from various major forces, these monks are simply numerous.
Nearly a thousand people crowded in, but they couldn't squeeze in from behind, and they were yelling and cursing. Even get angry.
"Don't come here all at once, there are still three groups of people with imperial jade who haven't come yet."
Nezha said loudly.
His voice was mixed with the pressure of the soul, and the group of people either retreated voluntarily or were forced to retreat.
Fifty blood donations were completed, but the stone trough was still not full.
Nezha's face was as sinking as water.
"Either a person with a high level of cultivation sacrifices a large amount of blood, or dozens of people sacrifice themselves."
Nine-headed Bird, who had been watching with cold eyes, spoke.
Hearing this, Nezha glanced around with cold eyes.
The monk, who was full of enthusiasm just now, retreated as if avoiding a snake or scorpion.
Nezha suppressed the murderous intention that had just arisen and made a wound on his wrist, facing the stone trough. As blood continued to enter, the stone trough quickly filled up.
The imperial jade in Nezha's other hand glowed red.
"Is this your last chance?"
In the light like sunset, Nezha said calmly.
Cao Yi made a light gesture.
Nezha snorted coldly, and the light spread, covering fifty people, crashed into the stone door, and then disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea.
"Let's go in too"
Cao Yi had a piece of jade in his hand that radiated green light.
The monks who were about to disperse temporarily because Nezha entered became excited.
"Taoist Master, take me with you"
"Taoist priest, please give me a chance to do the same thing as a dog and a horse."
"Taoist Master, please"
…
Hundreds of voices sounded.
Many of them were those who wanted to attack Cao Yi together with Mrs. Diyong in the floating palace.
Naturally, Cao Yi didn't care about these guys, and urged the Emperor Jade to release the light, enveloping the Nine-Headed Bird, Zhao Li, and Master Cui, and crashed into the stone gate.
Entering twice, the blood in the stone trough was exhausted, leaving only a dark patch.
In the floating palace.
Wang Xiaoya is holding a bag of spicy strips with one hand and scrolling through videos with the other. She is no different from an ordinary otaku.
Suddenly, a twisted light and shadow appeared in the hall.
Wang Xiaoya didn't notice it at all.
After a few breaths, a group of women walked out of the distorted light and shadow, led by a girl wearing a blue feathered coat.
"Ya, why are you here?"
The girl was slightly surprised.
