"Yes, the twelve sacrificial methods of ancestor witches..."

After the sound reminded, Fang Xing suddenly reacted. With a moving mind, a piece of animal skin flew over from a corner of the consciousness world. Then he pinched the magic seal and patted the animal skin. A little golden word floated out on the animal skin...

After doing all this, Fang Xing was stunned for a moment and frowned slightly.

The sacrifice method is simple but simple, but difficult but extremely difficult.

The simple is that it is just a kind of sacrifice, and it can be improved accordingly after it is carried out. The difficulty is that no matter what kind of sacrifice method, the demand for immortal medicine is very large, and the requirements for the conditions for sacrifice are also very accurate. Not only are they linked together and not bad, but they also need a suitable altar. Fang Xing originally saw an altar in Indra's small world, and it also stayed, but the altar was left in the skull. Now that he is in the consciousness world, the situation should not be distracted, but he has no time to take out the altar in the Skeleton Temple. At this moment, he hesitated and did not know how to carry out the ancestral witch sacrifice ceremony!

"Haha, silly boy, you are the heaven in this world, so where isn't the altar?"

But just as Fang Xing was stunned, the sound of the strange tower sounded again, awakening Fang Xing.

"Ah, yes!"

Fang Xing couldn't help but lit up. He understood this secret. Sacrifices were evolved step by step. The initial and most fundamental sacrifice was to sacrifice the sky. Just be sincere and sacrifice, and then there were sacrifices, sacrifices to immortals, sacrifices to gods, sacrifices to formations, and even sacrifices to elixirs and sacrifices. In short, it was an exchange, exchanging sacrifices for the blessing of a certain power. The more precise the ceremony, the greater the possibility of success of this exchange. If the ceremony was wrong, it was possible to draw water from the bamboo basket, consume the sacrifices in vain, but gain nothing!

Fang Xing also thought about it because of that sentence. If he was performing sacrifices outside, it would be natural and complicated, and it would not be possible to make any difference. But now he is in the consciousness world and is the heaven in this world. Then he can directly use the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven...

"You are stupid!"

He replied to Juzui in the direction of the strange tower, and Fang Xing grabbed it with one hand, and immediately flames flew into the air below.

At first glance, there were fires everywhere in the consciousness world, and it seemed to be one. But now Fang Xing has caught it up and sensed it carefully, and then he found that all the flames are actually composed of countless different flames. Each wisp of fire has a unique breath, either the fragrance of medicine, the smell of flowers, or the bitter roots. After identification, there are more than a dozen kinds!

"Are you just a mess of sacrifice?"

Fang Xing was a little confused and felt a little regretful.

In fact, the fire intention has now entered the consciousness world, and it was already crazy to give birth to his immortal consciousness power, but this kind of birth is messy and wasted greatly. He wanted to sacrifice it just to make more reasonable use of these fire intentions. However, after he took it off, he found that based on his pharmacology, he could not tell which immortal medicines these fire intentions were transformed by...

...I haven't learned his alchemy for a few days, so how can I tell it?

"Oh, if you don't do your basic skills well, you will suffer in the end..."

The existence inside the strange tower laughed again, and then he saw that in the third level of the strange tower, a white light flew out. The middle-aged man who looked like a scholar was born with a slender figure and extraordinary temperament. He had three long beards under his jaw. He was holding a volume of ancient books in his hand. His figure seemed to be true and illusory, standing lightly in the air. While smiling faintly, he pointed gently. The fire in front of Fang Xing suddenly seemed to have a name...

It's strange, but also simple. Fang Xing couldn't tell the characteristics of the fire spirit, but as the long-bearded scholar pointed it lightly, he suddenly felt something more in his mind. The original shape, characteristics and names of these elixirs were all understood!

"Yinyang God and Demon Mirror?"

Fang Xing looked at the scholar blankly, and pressed his palm down at the same time, and the fire intentions of the various paths had already flown to the sky.

This feeling of knowing everything when the mind moves, he is familiar with it. It is the characteristic of the Yin-Yang God and Demon Mirror when it is running!

However, the Yin-Yang God and Demon Mirror was this book before, but now it is...

"You...you...you...you, how could you be here?"

Before Fang Xing could scream, another shocked voice suddenly rang out, which was the guqin.

The Qingxie Immortal King exclaimed, and his voice seemed to have changed tone, as if he had seen a ghost.

"I am not me, but I know you!"

The long-bearded scholar smiled slightly, looked at the Qingxie Immortal King, and nodded slightly.

"Impossible, you can't be alive. I saw with my own eyes that Fuzhishan was destroyed, and with my own eyes that you have all your souls refined by the Eternal Heaven Palace. It is impossible to be reincarnated. How could you still be alive? Who are you? You want to pretend to be him..."

The voice of the Qingxie Immortal King was extremely frightened, and it actually contained a hint of horror.

"Hehe, how can you understand our immortal arts if you only seek immortality and have no choice but to look at it?"

The long-bearded scholar heard the words of the Qingxie Immortal King, but sighed softly, then looked at the guqin and said lightly: "Qingxie, in my memory, I advised you once seven thousand years ago. Unfortunately, you are obsessed with power and disdain for our proposals. Now it really responds to our words at that time. After fighting for a lifetime, we will never end up without a bone? When we meet today, I will give you another word. Don't fight again. Let's stop here, so as not to humiliate yourself..."

"Shut up!"

Before the Changfeng Scholar's words could be finished, the Qingxie Immortal King shouted loudly, and the sound of the piano was full of murderous intent: "What are you? Come and teach me a lesson? Seven thousand years ago, you couldn't do it. I thought you could do it today. I don't know how you left this silence, but you'd better make the way out of the way what I want to do, otherwise I will kill your residual soul!"

"Crazy..."

Amid her harsh shouts, she seemed to be ashamed and annoyed. Not only did she scold, she even directly divided the power of a great way and hit her.

"It's still that kind of waiting..."

The long-bearded scholar smiled bitterly, retreated lightly, avoided the attack, but did not take action.

If he really takes action, he may not be the opponent of the Qingxie Immortal King. After all, he now looks like a virtual and illusion, just a residual spirit, but the Qingxie Immortal King has five complete powers of the great way, and the realm of the two is not on the same level...

"Hahahaha, I'll kill you first!"

But at this moment, in a flash, I suddenly heard a crazy laugh.

The guqin's spiritual consciousness was already clear. The laughing person was Fang Xing. When she was shocked by the strange long-bearded scholar and her attack slowed down, Fang Xing had already used the method of the general sacrifice among the twelve sacrifices of the ancestor witches. Although the twelve sacrifices of the ancestor witches have their own requirements, the main sacrifice medicines required in each layer were different. Fang Xing did not have the main medicines in his hand, so he could not do it step by step. He could only do the general sacrifices, first replenish these sacrifices containing countless essences of trees in his consciousness world...

Although this sacrifice is not the orthodox twelve sacrifices, it is of great use.

Because after this sacrifice, the twelve sacrifices in the following festivals can save a lot of trouble...

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the sacrifice was performed, there seemed to be dull and distant chanting sounds between heaven and earth, shaking the fields...

In the sky, clouds rise, layers of clouds covering the sky and the sun.

The burning medicinal fire on the ground was directly restrained and disappeared at this time, but it gave people the feeling that it did not disappear, but at this time, it penetrated into the earth. Originally, these medicinal fires were burning randomly. If any law hits the flame, it will grow rapidly, but if it cannot hit it, there will be no change at all. However, after these medicinal fires penetrated into the ground, the huge consciousness world suddenly changed. All the laws that flew into the consciousness world grew wildly...

Then under the earth, the unrefined medicine fire was extinguished and condensed, and turned into countless spiritual veins and penetrated the consciousness world!

"rise!"

During this process, Fang Xing pressed his palms with his hands, then raised them and shouted loudly, shaking the consciousness world.

The little snakes that were previously transformed from laws suddenly flew into the air at the same time, but they were no longer snakes, but pythons!

The pythons shook their heads and tails, spreading the sky and the earth, surrounding the five evil dragons of the Green Evil Immortal King in the middle...

"Damn it, child, you...you actually..."

The Qingxie Immortal King has the end of heroism, and is furious and frustrated. The piano sounds sharply and he screams loudly.

"Eat her!"

Fang Xing was too lazy to quarrel with her. He just waved his hand and the pythons in the sky immediately surrounded the Qingxie Immortal King.

A group of small snakes just now could fight against the Qingxie Immortal King. Now the snake has turned into a python, so he is still afraid of a ball?

"Oh, I am an immortal, so why should I be too greedy?"

The long-bearded scholar looked at the five evil dragons trapped in the middle by countless giant pythons, and the Qingxie Immortal King, who was surrounded by countless giant pythons, and kept scolding and cursing, but his momentum was obviously getting lower and lower. He sighed softly, as if he felt a little regretful...

"Oh, this guy..."

A call rang out from the side, but Fang Xing stared at him with strange eyes.

"What advice can you give?"

The long-bearded scholar looked back at Fang Xing with a smile and asked with a smile.

"Who are you?"

Fang Xing looked at him for a while and asked directly.

"Haha, I don't know the mountains in the sky, I don't know the immortals in the mountains, I don't know how high the great way is, I don't know the boundless universe..."

The long-bearded scholar recited a message, then smiled gently, and nodded to Fang Xing.

"Huh? This is so bragging..."

Fang Xing was shocked when he heard this, then frowned and said, "But who are you?"
Chapter completed!