Yin Wudi muttered mysteriously. He had traveled to many places and saw the golden scroll that Wang Changan mentioned.

He suspected that the golden scroll was the sacrificial paper.

Wang Changan also decided to try and broke into the attic during the day.

As soon as he stepped into the attic, Wang Changan burned his golden blood and used the purple dragon cauldron to protect himself. He broke in through the window. As soon as he entered the attic, the purple dragon cauldron burst into green fire. This kind of flame was more terrifying than that carried by Yin spirits.

The light from the stars of the Purple Dragon Cauldron surged out, and the starlight was ignited. The terrifying high temperature caused the Purple Dragon Cauldron to buzz.

Wang Changan burned his golden blood, and the huge golden blood shone like light, but it still couldn't stop the flames.

"Lao An, do it quickly."

Yin Wudi shouted, and Wang Changan burst into flames and threw himself on the desk in the attic. There, a page of golden scroll paper would glow with golden light from time to time.

Wang Changan reached for the golden scroll with one hand, and his outstretched fingers were burned by strange green fire, and golden blood surged into his palm. Wang Changan was extremely fast.

Bang.

The golden light could not resist the green fire, and Wang Changan's body caught fire.

He grabbed the golden scroll with his palm and tried to run away. The flames all over his body were so terrifying that Wang Changan broke the window and came out.

Throwing the golden scroll on the ground, the green fire on the purple dragon cauldron continued to burn. Wang Changan roared in pain, and golden blood surged to his body, but he still couldn't resist it.

In a few moments, Wang Changan will be burned alive.

"Save Xiaoan quickly." Wang Dazhuang also has golden blood. The golden blood burns, and golden blood surges out like light and rushes towards Wang Changan.

The green fire is hard to extinguish. It is ten times weirder than the flames of Yin spirits. The black and white millstones seem to be activated, and the black and white energy surges throughout the body.

Golden light covered the whole body, and the flames on the body surface rushed toward the black and white millstone, turning into a ball of flame, and was swallowed by the black and white millstone.

Wang Changan's whole body was burned, his heart was surging with blood, and his whole body was unable to move.

His whole body was ripe. If it weren't for his strong vitality, Wang Changan would have died long ago.

After the flames were extinguished, what followed was endless pain, like maggots attached to the bones.

Wang Changan was beyond recognition and his whole body was charred. Yin Wudi quickly took out an exquisite jade fruit, squeezed out the juice, and flowed into his lips drop by drop.

The medicinal power nourishes the internal organs and ensures his vitality.

Wang Changan was seriously injured. The clan members protected him and returned to the ancestral temple. They gritted their teeth in pain. After a hard night, Wang Changan could not even pass out.

The pain kept him awake all the time.

A large amount of elixir was applied to the body surface, and Wang Changan was tied into a silkworm figurine.

The black and white millstone absorbs the medicinal power of the exquisite jade fruit and uses it throughout the body. The pure medicinal power helps Wang Changan regenerate his flesh and blood.

After getting the golden scroll back, when Yin Wudi took it to face Yin Ling that night, Yin Ling did not attack him, but had nothing to do all night long.

The golden scroll paper is extremely thin and can be rolled out in an area of ​​ten directions. Yin Wudi also discovered that the golden scroll paper looks thin but is extremely hard.

The most amazing thing is that it has no weight, at least Yin Wudi and others cannot feel the weight.

With a slight touch, it can fly up to the eaves.

"This is soul gold. It has no weight. Among all metals, it is the only one."

Yin Wudi looked excited, thinking of the ancient treasure, soul gold.

The golden scroll paper has a pattern, and the carving is extremely beautiful. This kind of thing has been extremely rare since ancient times.

But it was actually made into a roll of paper, with nothing else recorded on it, only exquisite patterns for decoration.

"What is soul gold?" Even Wang Qingfeng and others have never heard of it.

"To put it simply, it is the gold of the soul. This thing can be refined into the soul and cast into a Horcrux."

"Horcrux."

Wang Qingfeng seemed to be choked. Horcruxes, he had heard from the elders in the clan, this kind of thing could supplement soul cultivation, and even use it to kill the enemy's soul consciousness sea.

The power of the soul cannot be used by ordinary monks unless it is a powerful creature.

"This thing is really a treasure. No amount of elixir can be exchanged for it."

Wang Qingkai said, and everyone nodded. Although it was the first time they saw it, they also knew its value.

"This is the so-called sacrificial paper. It's such a big deal. You really don't take soul gold seriously!"

Xiao Jue was furious. He had tried it a long time ago and found that the peerless spear could not damage Soul Gold at all.

How to use the sacrificial paper became a problem again. Yin Wudi couldn't remember it. He had never encountered this thing before.

However, Yin Wudi can run rampant throughout the ancient city with the golden scroll. Even if he encounters Yin spirits, all Yin spirits will give way.

Like a general order, he broke into an ancient building and brought back thousands of ancient books. Most of the ancient books were badly damaged, but they were still of great value.

Yin Wudi searched the city day after day and was very busy.

But it was a torment for Wang Changan. The injury was difficult to recover from and instead dragged on, which was a great test to his own will.

The black and white millstone decomposes the green fire, continuously gushing out terrible heat, nirvana the body's impurities, and strengthens the internal organs.

Green flame bone fire.

Wang Changan also knew the name of this kind of will-o'-the-wisp.

Yin Wudi brought back some treasures every day, but many of the ancient relics had long since decayed, and not too many of them were valuable.

Regeneration of flesh and blood is a slow process. With the help of the energy of Green Flame Bone Fire, Wang Changan exercised the internal organs and then began to treat the whole body.

Wang Changan took three exquisite jade fruits. Each one of these exotic fruits was hundreds of times better than the mysterious medicine. As a result, his body became stronger.

Indescribably powerful, flesh and blood squirms.

After ten days, Wang Changan began to recover, shedding his skin and growing new flesh.

With his bald head and round face, he looks like a little Buddha.

It made Xiao Jue and others touch his bald head when they had nothing to do, which made Wang Changan extremely angry.

It took ten blood crystals to restore Wang Changan's vitality.

Wang Qingfeng and others searched in the city every day, and they found some precious gold, which was very precious.

The most important thing is that the Kuangdao Army evacuated the entire city's ancient books. Even the torn pieces of paper were kept and taken away. The Xinggu Department needed these things.

Yin Wudi studied the sacrificial paper and spent many days before he could get some results, but the Yin spirits in the city became strange.

"We have to leave this ancient city as soon as possible. I have a feeling that something will happen here."

"Yeah, now that I'm walking out, I can't help but shiver all over my body. It's bright and clear, but it's extremely eerie."

Wang Changan felt very uneasy. Yin spirits were no longer limited to the night, but also appeared during the day.

Different from before, the Yin now appears vividly, like a living person.

Wang Changan observed it for many days and found that this was a human city with no strange creatures.

But every night, there is a woman crying, which is very sad. At first, it is just a cry, but later, it is like a ghost town.

The originally peaceful Yin spirits gradually changed their appearance. Some had half their faces missing, some had blood oozing from their eyes, some had their hands and feet broken, and even more horrifyingly, some had no sense of the five senses.

The most frightening thing is that the clan members who died here were resurrected as Yin spirits.

He has no memory and looks very scary.

There is a change here, and it may be a kill.

"Old Rabbit, is this okay? We need to get out of here as soon as possible."

Wang Changan was a little anxious, and all the clan members were also a little anxious. The Yin spirits could not be killed, and even if they were killed, they would still appear the next day.

This is a method. According to Yin Wudi, this is an ancient formation. I don't know who set it up.

Wang Changan once guessed that it was General Feng Yan, but Yin Wudi rejected it.

This kind of ancient formation has been able to operate since ancient times, and its methods have long been beyond the ordinary world. It is impossible for Phoenix Eyes to be so powerful.

"I understand, sacrificial paper is used for sacrifices, so this is the ancestral temple, and ancient sacrifices should be recorded in this temple."

"It's just trivial matters that can't trouble Master Rabbit."

"Old Rabbit, are you serious? This place is empty and there are no words or carvings. How can you come up with the ancient sayings of offering sacrifices?"

Wang Dazhuang and others looked around and found no written records after being trapped for more than a month.

"Old Rabbit, could this be a mistake?"

"No, this sacrificial paper requires the corresponding sacrificial language to be used. It's best to find it, otherwise, we will be trapped here to death."

"Look carefully. This is the ancestral temple. There must be something there. At the very least, we have to find the sacrificial words of that era."

Yin Wuluan was very sure. All the tribesmen began to dig through bricks and tiles. They searched for a whole day, but still couldn't find it.

I even searched through ancient documents, but there is still no so-called sacrificial language.

The Jade Rabbit looked at the Phoenix-eyed general, then moved, and the ancient bronze sword flew up, slashing at the Phoenix-eyed general.

Clink a few times.
To be continued...