It's less than three miles from the foot of the mountain.
There were constant sounds of wild beasts calling from the mountains.
As far as the eye can see, one can vaguely see wild beasts hidden behind the Mulberry Tree. Several spider beasts are already eager to try. A group of wolves with green eyes on the hillside in the distance also appear in sight. Inside.
"Ouch"
On the hill on the northwest side, a colorful tiger is standing on a stone.
The beasts looked around.
Song Chun's legs were trembling: "Miss Fu, this Luohun Mountain seems a bit weird."
He has been here before.
But at most, you can encounter one or two spider beasts from a distance.
But in front of him, it seemed that all the wild beasts in Luohun Mountain were also on the move, which was too unusual.
Fu Shiyi narrowed his eyes slightly:
"Brother Chun, you go down the mountain first."
Song Chun wanted to persist, but he knew that his persistence would only add burden to Fu Shiyi, so he turned around and went down the mountain without saying anything more. Fu Shiyi was the only one left in the mountain, and the surrounding beasts began to move. The nearest spider beast had jumped up from the grass with a whooshing sound, and rushed towards Fu Shiyi.
Fu Shiyi waved his right hand.
Suddenly a piece of green powder fell on her body.
The green powder gave off a strange smell, and the Spider Hao Beast that was so close in front of him involuntarily slowed down.
Fu Shiyi raised his hand to draw the bow and shoot an arrow.
Whoosh.
The arrow flew through the air, penetrating through the belly of the flying spider beast. With a bang, the spider beast fell to the ground with a heavy thud, stirring up fallen leaves all over the ground. The pungent blood filled the air. A hint of blood.
"Roar"
The body of the colorful tiger on the northwest side trembled.
A strong wind blew.
After a few leaps, they landed next to the Spider Hao Beast, opening their mouths to devour the Spider Hao Beast.
Fu Shiyi's feet touched the ground, and her body landed lightly on the branches of the Cangling tree. Although she could not use her true energy, she had already reached the highest level of the secular Qinggong Ethereal Soul Step at the age of ten.
I saw the leaves shaking.
A few flashes.
She jumped over the circle of beasts.
After marching ten miles forward.
A layer of fog appeared in front of my eyes.
No beasts can be seen around the mist.
Fu Shiyi tapped the leaves with his toes, and his body landed lightly on the ground.
One foot in the fog.
It looked like a thin white mist, but as far as the eye could see, nothing could be seen, just a vast expanse of white.
This is what the villagers call the fog of death.
Fu Shi lifted her legs out and circled around the edge of the fog. Then she squatted on the ground, picked up a branch and quickly traced it on the ground. After thinking for a while, a smile appeared on her face: "Sure enough, It’s the Ersha Mist Array.”
He stood up and looked around.
He bent down and picked up a dozen stones.
Right hand flick.
A whooshing sound broke through the air.
Stones fell regularly around the mist.
Along with a loud "rumbling" sound, the white mist in front of me faded away like a tide.
A thirty-foot-tall altar appeared in front of him.
Around the altar.
Covered with bones.
The entire altar was blood red.
An oil-green lantern was placed on the top of the altar. As the lantern was running, a mysterious aura spread around.
"This is......"
Fu Shiyi shrank.
There was a vague suspicion in my mind.
Approaching the altar and taking a closer look, you can see that the runes painted on the altar all reveal an evil aura. The runes on the entire altar are painted with blood. A familiar scent came from the altar.
"This is the power of the curse!"
Fu Shiyi finally understood where the drought in Tianyang Prefecture came from. It turned out that it was not a natural disaster but man-made. The altar in front of him was to extract the luck of the entire Tianyang Prefecture for the use of the person who laid the curse. The drought was just the beginning and would appear soon. The plague, followed by all living things in Tianyang Province will eventually be refined.
No wonder all the wild beasts ran to the foot of Luohun Mountain.
"Who is it? So vicious?!"
Isn't the other party afraid of being caught in the fire of karma?
Suddenly.
Fu Shiyi couldn't help but trembled when he thought of a possibility.
...........
Tianwang Temple and Tianwang Mountain.
Alchemy room.
The room was filled with blood red.
The entire inner wall of the alchemy room is made of human skin, and skulls hang upside down on the roof. Complex runes are engraved on the human skin, which is exactly the same as the altar on Luohun Mountain.
In the huge alchemy room.
Two blood pools, one large and one small, were arranged.
The blood pool seemed to be connected to a void somewhere, and a steady stream of evil power was transmitted into the blood pool. This power passed through the blood pool and was then pulled to an old woman next to the blood pool.
in.
In the larger blood pool to the east.
A transparent coffin was placed, with a woman lying in the coffin.
If Fu Shiyi were here.
She must be able to recognize this person at a glance as the sixth sister Fu Molan she was looking for.
at this time.
An old woman practicing.
Suddenly his eyebrows jumped.
The stooped old woman suddenly opened her eyes.
Suddenly he turned around and looked in the direction of Luohun Mountain.
There was a look of anger on her face, and she stood up quickly. Her body seemed to be dying, but her body was very flexible.
】
"Peng" sound.
The door of the alchemy room opens automatically when there is no wind.
The two strong men guarding the door shook their bodies and immediately knelt down on their knees:
"Master Temple Master, what are your orders?"
"The Ersha Mist Array in Luohun Mountain has been destroyed. You should go immediately to investigate."
"yes!"
The two strong men took the order and left.
The old woman temple master stood for a moment, then turned back to the room, walked into the blood pool, and looked closely at Fu Molan in the transparent coffin, only to see that Fu Molan didn't have a trace of blood on his body, and his body was engraved with bloody runes.
The old temple master gently brushed Fu Molan's face as if caressing her own cheek.
A hoarse and gloomy voice sounded in the blood-red room:
"It seems you are not the only one who fell here."
The old woman returned to the futon and sat down.
Make a secret gesture with both hands.
Run the technique again.
Crash.
The blood in the two blood pools was surging crazily, but it was poured into the transparent coffin continuously. The old woman showed her serious white teeth:
"I have been waiting for three hundred years. No one can take you away."
...........
The strong men Kuishan and Guihai who were guarding the alchemy room rushed to the Tianwang Temple after coming down from Tiantang Mountain. The incense in front of the Tianwang Temple was not as prosperous as before. Through the incense burner, you could see the man who had been invited to the temple. Deity statue.
This statue.
But it has three heads and six arms.
A fierce look on his face.
The believers worshiping in the temple, every time they kowtow, there will be a trace of black air between their eyebrows.
When Miao Zhu saw Kuishan and Guihai coming down the mountain, he immediately walked up to them and said with a flattering look on his face:
"Two adults, what is the order from the temple master?"
"Take a step to speak."
Kuishan and Gui Hai entered the wing, closed the door, and sent someone to guard the door before they said solemnly: "Qiu Zang, what strange thing happened in Luohun City these days?"
