Xiaochen wiped the blood spots on his face, returned to Hunxiang with a calm expression, and said: "The sacrifice has been put into the mourning platform, please take out the soul first."
As soon as these words came out, the square cauldron suddenly began to churn and vibrate. Xiao Chen even saw a few wisps of souls reaching out to escape from the mud turned into black smoke, but in the end they could only be pulled in by the black smoke.
"No! Don't eat me!" Qin Chong's life soul rushed out to the highest level, half of his body stretched in front of the cauldron, looking at the black smoke under him with a horrified expression.
However, his actions will be in vain. The wisps of black smoke are like ropes, tightly locking his life and soul, and slowly dragging him into the cauldron.
"Ahhh!"
The screams lasted for a quarter of an hour before they slowly subsided. After a period of sounds similar to the mixing of viscous liquids, the black smoke from the cauldron surged out and fell on the altar, covering the entire altar.
Inevitably, some of the black smoke touched Xiao Chen, and his originally white spiritual clothes slowly turned as black as ink under the influence of the black smoke.
Xiaochen's face looked normal and he was not panicked. What happened at this time was the third step of asking for a spirit.
Ling'er stared at Xiao Chen who was wrapped in black smoke with wide eyes, her face even more frightened, and she hurriedly hid behind a small stone and shivered.
Keep chanting: "Don't eat me...don't eat me..."
After a while, the black smoke lingering in front of Xiaochen slowly dissipated. Looking at the spiritual clothes that had become as black as ink, Xiaochen continued to bow and said: "Sacrifice to the ancestors, the earth is in good health today, which is unprecedented in the world." Great trouble..."
"But the world is surrounded by demons and demons, and evil spirits covet it. Although our clan has a firm foothold, there are still constant disputes. We hope that the ancestors will give us the treasure of attack to protect the world..."
"Please come first!"
Bowing again, Xiaochen shouted loudly, and black smoke quickly rose from the ground and gathered together, becoming an upright creature emitting black smoke. Its scarlet eyes stared at Xiaochen, and its left and right arms There was black smoke gathering out of all of them, and it was constantly waving at this time.
Xiaochen just lowered his gaze and continued to bow.
After a moment of silence, Hei Yan whispered: "Get up."
The sound was like a loud bell. After hearing this, Xiaochen quickly stood up straight and looked straight into the red eyes.
Heiyan then spoke again: "Since ancient times, you are the ninety-seventh person to whom I offer sacrifices. This gift follows the cause and effect and does not ask for anything in return."
After hearing this, Xiaochen cupped his hands again and said, "Thank you Xianling!"
The black smoke suddenly "sizzled" at this moment, and then he carefully looked at his Qi, and saw that his Qi was red, but with an extra layer of white. The blood behind him was reflected in a pinkish color, and he couldn't help but say : "People who are waiting for orders, I look at your vitality. This is a thousand miles of bloody massacre. Why are you destined to suffer peach blossoms now? And it is also a peach blossom of death. You may have a good time to think about it."
"Peach Blossom Disaster?" After hearing this, Xiaochen frowned and thought for a moment but didn't know how to respond. After a while, he responded: "Thank you Xianling for your advice."
"This death calamity is an extraordinary death calamity, you..." Hei Yan said and paused here, seeming to be thinking about how to continue.
"Don't take my words seriously. You can't survive this catastrophe, so it's better to let go as soon as possible." Seeing Xiaochen's persistence, Heiyan also lowered his voice.
Xiaochen looked at his nose with his mouth, his heart with his nose, and his mind was calm. The moment the black smoke opened his mouth, he felt palpitations. This calamity might be as difficult to survive as the black smoke said.
And he already understood what Hei Yan was talking about...
"But, how can I let go like this? I have already lost once, and I will never make the same mistake again..." Xiaochen clenched his fists and made a cracking sound.
As if the black smoke could see through his mind, he quickly rushed forward, marveling, and said: "A cold-blooded person like you can be so fragile..."
As he spoke, the black smoke revealed all the scenes on the Qingxin Peak. Xiaochen touched Wu Ping's head and comforted him since he was a child, asking him to stop crying and eat beggar's chicken together.
As the days passed, the seven brothers and sisters went to different peaks separately. Xiaochen comforted them and said, "Don't be afraid, the future is in your own hands."
And then to the promise of that moonlit night...
Xiaochen looked at it, smiled at the corner of his mouth, shook his head slowly and said: "I've been in the rain, so I wanted to make an umbrella. I don't want to see those..."
"Weakness! How can you have such a weakness!" Heiyan became angry at this time, and the black smoke soared into the sky, and the momentum made Xiaochen's robes whistle.
Like the majestic power of heaven, Xiaochen was rolled into the air by the black smoke. Around him, there were constant whispers of the black smoke, whispering the words of the black smoke just now, lingering in his ears like a magic voice, but Xiaochen just His face was calm, without any abnormality.
Seeing this, Hei Yan yelled loudly: "You are stubborn!"
"You are not worthy to pick up that sword!!!"
Xiaochen looked at him calmly, without any trace of anger, as if he had never heard what he said.
At this point, Hei Yan suddenly fell silent for a moment, and then said: "Maybe... you deserve it..."
His eyes flickered, and he was still standing in front of the incense stand.
The black smoke then chuckled and dispersed. At this time, the cauldron was shaking more and more, and a golden light hidden inside seemed to be about to emerge from the cauldron.
Xiao Chen was left confused and thinking about his words.
But after a long time, he didn't understand, nor did he want to understand.
"The spiritual treasure has not appeared yet, so it cannot be taken away..." Xiaochen thought, and then took a look inside the cauldron. In the black smoke, he could vaguely see that it was the spiritual embryo he wanted, so he took off his spiritual clothes. Dispel his own aura and walk towards the breath formation.
"Don't eat me...wuwuwu, I don't taste good..."
Xiaochen looked at the shivering Ling'er huddled behind the stone with some confusion. When he got closer, he saw that she seemed to be crying profusely and seemed to be extremely scared.
Hearing the footsteps behind her, Ling'er suddenly turned around and met Xiaochen's indifferent eyes with a hint of curiosity. Her body froze immediately, and then she thought of something and quickly retreated and hid behind a stone in the distance, sticking out her little head. Watch cautiously.
"..."
He can still run... It looks like he should be fine.
Xiaochen thought, then he sat on the ground and looked at the golden light slowly coming from the tripod in the distance. In an instant, the golden light broke through the barrier of the black water on the tripod and shot into the sky, making the whole sky shine. After getting up, a powerful storm took Fang Ding as the core and shook around.
The black flames that originally surrounded the pit were blown away. Under the golden light, it could be seen for hundreds of miles around. Countless people were immediately attracted and headed towards the golden light.
"This is! What a great opportunity!"
"When this Holy Son arrived, golden light shone in all directions. Yes, yes, this opportunity must have been prepared for this Holy Son."
"That location is... Black Scale Valley? Go there first and take a look. Don't miss this opportunity!"
Ling'er tiptoed from behind Xiaochen, sniffed with her little nose, and put down the stone behind her after smelling the frightening smell just now. She had doubted whether it was the stone that came back. .
"boom!"
Hearing the sound of stones falling to the ground, Xiaochen slowly turned his head, seeing a bit of embarrassment and a bit of fear on her face, and knowing it in his heart.
"Ling'er, come here." Xiaochen said, thinking that he should tell her something.
After hearing this, Ling'er reluctantly came over and sat across from him.
"She saw the sacrifice just now. It was so bloody. It may have stimulated her..."
Thinking like this, Xiao Chen slowly said: "When this happens and I enter the foundation building stage, I can untie the contract and give you your freedom."
"free?"
Ling'er was stunned for a moment after hearing this.
Seeing her stunned look of disbelief, Xiao Chen continued: "As for just now... the Immortal Road has always been like this. How many heroes and heroes are buried here, it is cruel. Forget it, let's not mention it. I can see that your nature is not bad, and you can just rely on those spiritual stones to live in the mortal world."
"Those spirit stones are enough for you to enjoy prosperity and wealth for hundreds or even thousands of years."
"...."
Ling'er suddenly felt her nose was a little sore, freedom? Does she really want to be free?
She couldn't help asking herself, listening to the talk of the person in front of her, she only felt that the person was so noisy and noisy.
She doesn't want to hear this...
From between the lines, she only heard one message, that is, Xiaochen didn't want her anymore.
"I'm going to be abandoned again..." After whispering this sentence softly, Ling'er suddenly shouted: "I'm not a burden!"
Then he covered his face and hid aside and sobbed.
Frowning, Xiaochen said: "It's inexplicable... weren't you always clamoring for freedom before?"
Xiaochen was about to say something when he suddenly thought of her whispering in her sleep that day, sighed slightly, and finally didn't speak again.
"Perhaps it was the false prosperity that finally caught her eye, and I'm afraid her heart can no longer tolerate the ordinary." Xiaochen thought, he knew this clearly, but he didn't want to say it so straightforwardly, the reality is very cruel, this The same is true for the road to immortality. He has a reason to move forward, but she is just a passerby and should return to the right path.
But she regretted it after a while and came over to Xiaochen to apologize: "I'm sorry, Master, Ling'er didn't mean it just now."
Xiaochen wiped the long sword in his hand, applied ointment on it, and nodded slightly, as if he had heard it. Seeing that the other party seemed to have something to say, he motioned for her to sit down.
"Is there anything else?"
Listening to the man's indifferent attitude, she became furious and thought: He must have driven her away because she was too useless to help him.
Thinking like this, Ling'er said: "Sir, Ling'er is very smart. Ling'er knows the two techniques you taught Ling'er."
Xiaochen just nodded slightly, looked at the mirror-like sword intently, and said: "The road to immortality is too cruel..."
At this point, Xiaochen raised his head and glanced at her. Seeing that the corners of her eyes were still filled with tears and her eyes were red, he finally softened a little and said, "Your personality is not suitable for this path, but if you want to continue trying, you can. When the time comes, I will teach you a set of cultivation techniques and some techniques, which will be enough for you to settle down and live your life."
Seeing that Xiaochen had been avoiding talking about some topics and avoiding the important ones, Ling'er couldn't help but whispered: "Can't Ling'er practice with the young master?"
As soon as he said this, Xiaochen paused in his wiping movements. In the sword light, he saw Lan Xin trapped in the ghost realm, Xia Chang who was pestering him to listen to the story, and the corpse behind him in his previous life. Seeing the scene of mountains and seas of blood, seeing Hei Yan's words just now, his eyes gradually cooled down, and he refused: "It's too dangerous to follow me. You must have seen that even I can't completely control one thing, and I..."
"I still have a lot of things to do, and those things are far more dangerous than they were seven days ago. I know I can't escape, but you can."
"You are not bad in nature. Wouldn't it be better for you to be a rich man and travel around the world leisurely? Why live a precarious life with me?"
"You have your own life, don't worry about me."
"Just think...this is a journey where prosperity comes to an end, and there will always be a time to say goodbye at the end of the journey."
After saying this, Xiaochen raised his head and glanced at Ling'er. Seeing her face full of tears without realizing it, he turned his gaze away, lowered his head and continued to wipe the sword.
"But Ling'er likes to be by Young Master's side..." Ling'er lowered her head and thought, and finally didn't speak again.
"I want him to cry and beg me to stay..."
"Then I rejected him so hard that I was so angry!" Ling'er, who became more and more angry as she thought about it, pouted and walked away.
Seeing her walking away, Xiaochen was silent for a moment, thinking: It's good that she can figure it out. As for her memory, just put a ban on it when the time comes, and it won't affect her life's glory and wealth.
Looking back at the Fang Ding that erupted with golden light, Xiaochen felt a little dazed in front of his eyes. No matter what the black smoke said, his determination would not change, no matter what the calamity of death.
"We monks are going against the will of nature, cultivating the Tao and our own bodies. During this period, we have experienced more than this calamity. One more calamity is not much, and I will not feel at ease if there are less calamities like this!"
