If you leave the outskirts of the city, in the dark carriage in the ravine, the suffocating smell of corpses still fills your nose and lingers.
Zhou Xing, who was pretending to be a corpse and following the convoy, carefully sensed the aura of the monks around him. He was convinced that the previous leaders of the convoy were far away from him, so he secretly moved his muscles and bones, and at the same time, he kept pressing the
Move that stinky foot from your forehead.
The carriage trembled slightly as a result. He quickly held his breath again and used the Turtle Breath Technique to cover his tracks. He soon sensed a monk approaching the carriage.
It's impossible for me to be exposed. Those people are not very advanced, Zhou Xing comforted himself. However, he heard a low command coming from a distance in the air:
"Throw those fresh corpses into the hole first."
New? Oh, it should be about those coachmen who lost their lives because of their greed for money to transport corpses. Just as they were thinking about this, the corpse next to them that they had just pushed aside was pulled out by a strong force and stayed there until the end of the week.
When Xing looked for an opportunity to observe again, the monk had already gone far away, and he could only hear a question:
"Senior Song, what are the uses of these things, and what are they used as guides?"
The source of the voice was a short one-eyed dragon, about forty years old, with spiritual level cultivation. When Zhou Xing listened to the conversation of several people on the carriage, he knew that this person's name was Sun Dasheng. He was always the most active and always liked
Zhou Xing asked this question a third time in a different way.
"You will know when the time comes that the spirit stone will not be missing from you. What, are you anxious, Sun Dasheng?"
"Don't dare, don't dare. Whatever the senior says, then so be it." The one-eyed dragon murmured, adjusted his blindfold, jumped to a two-foot-square dry well in three steps, and casually put the driver's shoulder on his shoulder.
The body was thrown down, and half of the body lay limply at the mouth of the well.
"Throw it in the center, otherwise the 'Spiritual Path Destroying Luck Array' will not be activated. You are the only one asking."
There was a low and angry shout from behind, and Sun Dasheng quickly smiled and said "Hey", leaned over to lift the body, and lifted it into the well. Taking this opportunity, he took a close look at the layout of the well.
, only to see several layers of blood-colored circular formations intertwined with each other, with several skulls of unknown ferocious beasts placed in the center, surrounded by purple energy, and he couldn't help but feel in a trance, as if he had fallen into a well.
"What, you want to go in too?"
"No, no, no." Sun Dasheng suddenly broke out in cold sweat. He turned around and saw that Senior Song had arrived in front of him at some point. He had seen Mr. Song's skills before. Although he was a Xuan-level monk, his movements were better than what he had ever seen before.
Those seniors were much slower, and it could even be said to be a little inconvenient, more like people who have not recovered from serious injuries. From this, it can be seen that the moment of trance just now has probably passed for a long time.
At a close distance, he could see the blood line on the opponent's neck. It was densely packed and covered with tiny traces of sutures that were almost invisible. "This junior is just curious. I have never seen such an exquisite magic circle." He quickly added.
He said something, and then he took a few steps back in a panic, and even accidentally tripped over a dead wood pile, causing the remaining two people to laugh non-stop.
"Sun Dasheng, I didn't expect you to be so timid."
"What a coward! Why do you look so brave when you split the money?"
"Hey!" Sun Dasheng struggled to get up and murmured self-deprecatingly, "It scared me to death, it scared me to death." He took out a piece of coarse cloth from his sleeve and hurriedly wiped away the sweat. While covering it up, he felt in his heart
But he was secretly alert. Although he had never heard of the "Spiritual Path Destroying Luck Array", the vicious array just now gave him an inexplicably familiar feeling, reminding him of an evil incident he had encountered in his previous tomb robbing career.
.
This Mr. Song may be resurrecting a dead person, or using these dead people to perform some kind of refinement. Back then, the suddenly resurrected tomb owner almost wiped out all his tomb robbing team, and even caused his Sun Dasheng to be completely wiped out.
I had no idea of continuing to hang out in the tomb robbing business, and devoted myself to cultivating Taoism, which is why I have entered the seventh level of spiritual level today.
It's a pity that his qualifications are too poor and he doesn't have the support of his family. Otherwise, he wouldn't have done this deal with Li Laohei and Qiu Bangzi. Now, seeing the strange and familiar magic circle in the well, Sun Dasheng suddenly wanted to give up.
, However, he knew that there was no way to escape at the moment, he could only wait for the opportunity, and when Song Mingqu relaxed a little, he would risk his own life to escape from here.
It's good to have spirit stones to carry, but you also need life flowers. Thinking about this, he got up and went to move the corpse again, but he walked very slowly on purpose. Using the cover of the corpse, he looked around again with his one eye that was not very bright.
, looking for possible safe escape routes.
"Okay!" His train of thought was interrupted by Song Mingqu, who saw an orb with green light in his hand, covered with more than one talisman.
The black pattern on the talisman is very strange and does not look like what a normal talisman should look like.
Snap!
The orb rolled into the well. There was no sound in the well at first, but then gradually ignited with green flames. Among the beating fireworks, there were constantly twisted white shadows, struggling, shaking, and tearing in them. Sun Dasheng only felt a ringing in his ears.
There were intermittent cries at first, but then there were continuous cries. I couldn't help but frown tightly. I glanced at my two companions from the corner of my eye, and saw that although they were surprised in their eyes, they didn't seem to take it to heart.
Click
There was a sound of rock cracking in my ears, but it was like the push and pull of a secret door that had been sealed for many years being opened. I saw those crying souls in the green fireworks, and immediately disappeared together with this strange sound.
In the field of vision, after a few breaths, only a few remaining flames jumped out and immediately dissipated in the cold night.
"Continue! Each of you choose two directions. Remember, put eighty-eight corpses in each direction. No more, no less."
"yes!"
The three of them obeyed the order, but there were many corpses left. The three of them had to use their spiritual power to pull the corpse alive, or simply use the object-repelling technique to throw the corpses down one by one. With the experience just now, Sun Dasheng even more
They were extremely careful and did not dare to peek into the mystery of the well. However, as the corpses piled up, the suffocating air of death gradually emerged from the well, and the three of them had to take a few steps back, further away from the edge of the well.
A little more.
Zhou Xing did not move, pretending to be stiff, until he felt his body plummeting down and landing on a pile of corpses. He rolled along with the trend and lost most of the impact force. Suddenly he opened his eyes and found that his position was far away from the well mouth.
It was already fifteen feet away. If there hadn't been a lot of corpses under him just now, and he usually paid attention to exercising, the casual throwing would have at least caused him some minor injuries.
Looking around, the surrounding light is not dim, and I can barely see the situation here. Seven or eight feet above my head, there are two huge stones that have not been completely separated. They look like thick stone doors facing each other. They should have been opened just now.
The source of the sound, and in the surrounding area to the left, were six groups of slowly burning white flames. When the corpse was thrown into the airflow, it kept twisting. Strange sounds occasionally sounded in the ears, but the source could not be explained, let alone the source.
It was telling something, resentful, confused, and strange. I felt that in addition to the overwhelming coldness around me, there was also a strong sense of death, stagnation here.
week
The light passed over the pool of mucus and squatted under the corner.
However, he did not find any special arrangement. Except for a few small ear chambers, there was nothing else, and there was no secret passage leading to other places. After wandering carefully for a moment, he took out a roll of damp coarse cloth.
Covering his mouth and nose, he leaned against the cold wall and observed carefully, trying not to miss any detail. He followed these corpse thieves all the way. He originally wanted to find the culprit, but up to now, there is still no high-level monk showing up. It can be seen that Inoue
The "Senior Song" is the person who can finally be traced back. What exactly is this man's intention will be known soon.
There must be a backup plan. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the inscription under a corpse. He stepped forward to check and found traces of a suspected magic circle. Perhaps it was the "Spiritual Path Destruction Luck Magic Circle" as the man said.
, but its exact function is still unknown.
"Why is there one missing body?" Zhou Xing suddenly heard a question from above. He quickly stepped back and pressed against the wall again. He used the Turtle Breathing Technique to hide his voice. The missing body was naturally taken by him, and he was a living person.
, is not in the pile of corpses at the moment. It is expected that the opponent's formation has strict requirements on the number of corpses.
"Then go and help!" Another low shout was heard in the air, and Zhou Xing saw a figure falling down. It was the one-eyed dragon Sun Dasheng. However, he didn't seem to come voluntarily, and then
Also coming were the two exclamations above.
"Why panic! His spiritual stones will be distributed to you!"
In order to facilitate the ceremony, did you kill people and silence them? Zhou Xing smiled in his heart, he couldn't let you get what you wanted. He grabbed a corpse and met the fallen monk. He secretly pinched a light body charm in his hand and hit the opponent.
The falling speed of the one-eyed dragon was offset by two methods, and its strength was reduced a lot. It fell on the pile of corpses. Zhou Xing caught it in his hands with a quick step. Only then did he see that his hands and feet were bound.
It was tied up with black silk thread and could not be moved at all.
He was restrained in a hurry, and it seemed that he had left a handwriting long ago. Zhou Xing immediately had a clear understanding in his heart, but when he saw Sun Dasheng peeking at Zhou Xing's face, he thought he was an evil spirit in the well. He was about to shout out, but was stopped by
A ball of rotten cloth with a strong stench was stuffed into his mouth.
"
Don't make a sound, I am a living person." Zhou Xing felt that this sentence was the most effective at the moment, especially the word "living person".
As expected, Sun Dasheng knew what was going on and stopped making any sound. He nodded crazily, and desire surged in his one eye. Zhou Xing ignored him, and did not rush to help him remove the restraints on his hands and feet. It was not difficult to forcefully break the weird thing, but
It would definitely make the people on the well suspicious, so he pulled the one-eyed dragon to the corner and continued to wait.
Sure enough, it seemed that the ceremony still could not be carried out. Soon, another corpse fell down. This time when the person was thrown in, he had already made no sound.
Is this about to start?
Zhou Xing held his breath and took another step into the corner, staring closely at the direction of the cave entrance. He hoped in his heart that the next ritual would not summon any evil creatures or cause any explosions, otherwise he, the Wind Control Sect, would
One line means that the body will perish and the Tao will disappear.
He shouldn't have been so rash. At this moment, he felt quite regretful. He should have found a way to run away midway. After all, after retrieving the body, no matter what the people in front of him wanted to do, it had nothing to do with him.
The sense of justice and curiosity kill people, he sighed in his heart, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw Sun Dasheng's one eye blinking crazily, so he grabbed him and pulled out the rag from his mouth.
"Over there!" In a hurry, the one-eyed dragon only let out a breath of turbid air, then raised his head and motioned for Zhou Xing to hide near the nearest white flame.
"You understand?"
"I understand!"
Zhou Xing did not hesitate anymore. He asked himself that his attainments in formations were basically zero. Although the one-eyed dragon Sun Dasheng could not be regarded as his own, and only had spiritual level cultivation, when he was about to drown, it was good to have a withered yellow straw. He hurriedly took three steps
Taking two steps together, he quickly jumped to the nearest white flame, pulled the one-eyed dragon over, and then took out a set of dark fine iron armor, injected a little spiritual power, and stood in front of the two of them.
I hope it can have some effect, he thought to himself. He didn't know whose masterpiece the layout here was. In short, it looked very sinister.
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North of Red Dragon Gate, Zen Heart City, 16th level of Heavenly Prison.
From the foot-long entrance below the door, a big rough hand came in and stuffed in a plate of food that was made of rough materials and made of random materials. The hand then fumbled around, trying to take away the empty plate on which the food had been eaten.
But I only felt it was heavy in my hands.
The hand paused midway.
"Ha, you've lost your temper recently, and you're on a hunger strike?" The voice sneered, and took away the plate of leftover rice. Then there was a sound of being dropped into a wooden barrel, and the footsteps sounded again, gradually disappearing.
Oh!
A cunning light flashed through the blue eyes in the messy hair. The prisoner who had lived here for a long time stood up reluctantly. The chain that penetrated the lute bone was dragged with a clanking sound. He took a few steps forward, but the thick chain fixed on the wall
The chains restricted his movement, making him unable to stand normally in front of the door.
The food bowl in front of the door could only be reached when he was lying on the ground. However, he was not in a hurry today and simply sat down.
It's time to leave. Although I didn't expect this arrangement to be successful at first, but now I think about it, only this kind of subtle handwriting could be ignored and left behind.
His blue eyes immediately reflected a group of lingering black energy. The black energy suddenly left his palm and went straight to the food bowl. Suddenly, the food that was barely fresh suddenly turned gray.
It collapsed, and soon it seemed as if it had been cannibalized, with no trace left, only a pale rosary bead emerged.
"I understand, now we are clear."
As if waiting for these words, the rosary immediately shattered into dust as if being weathered, and merged into the black air. Then, the black air floated back again, and under the gaze of blue eyes, it was covered by others.
Inhaled into the chest and abdomen.
The body immediately became silent, leaving only the lifeless blue eyes and the stiff body. After half a stick of incense, the black air seeped out from the withered skin on his abdomen and condensed into a group of intertwined symbols.
It flashes, as if waiting for some call.
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In the illusion, Li Dabang finally arranged the necessary magic circle. As he chanted in a low voice, the magic circle immediately lit up with a flawless blue light. At the same time, the magic circle poured out from the void.
A burst of black mist seemed to be resealing the crack, immediately surrounding the activated teleportation array.
Jiang Feng, hurry up!
Li Da Bang shouted in his heart. The blood-red Ruyi in his hand was also hit by the black mist. Where the palm touched, the pain of severe dissolution was cutting into the bone marrow.
I have to say, my cultivation level is still a bit low, he thought to himself.