Volume 1 Rebirth of Luoxia Chapter 62 Blood Sacrifice
Lin Dongjiu's eyes turned blood red, his chest felt as if it had exploded, and his body was shaking constantly.
"Brother, are you really not a bad person?"
"I'm catching dew for big brother to drink. I also picked some fruits. Big brother, please try it. It's so sweet!"
"My eldest brother is an immortal! My eldest brother is an immortal..."
"Big brother...you must come back to see me again!"
The figure of the little girl kept appearing in front of Lin Dongjiu's eyes.
From the first time I saw the little girl huddled in the corner of the cave crying and helpless,
Then the little girl held up the leaves to catch the dew for him with her bare feet, her lips turning purple from the cold,
There was also a little girl riding on his neck, flying into the sky and cheering,
In the end, the little girl reluctantly waved goodbye to him at the entrance of the village.
Every scene is like a slideshow that keeps replaying in his mind.
A strong sense of self-blame surged into his heart, and an indescribable sense of powerlessness filled his body. He could no longer stand and fell backwards.
Su Ruxue was right behind him. Seeing him fall, she immediately supported him:
"Xiao Lin, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
"I should have taken the little girl back directly. Regardless of whether she agreed or not, I should have taken her back... As long as I took her back, she wouldn't, she wouldn't..."
Lin Dongjiu's voice was hoarse. He grabbed Su Ruxue's arm and kept repeating.
Maybe he didn't want to face reality, or maybe he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, but he couldn't say the last word.
Human endurance is extremely strong, but sometimes it is extremely fragile.
Life and death have probably been commonplace for immortal cultivators for a long time. As long as it doesn't happen to them, they will only be left with indifference.
Perhaps for some immortal cultivators, family affection, love, friendship... are actually burdens on the road to becoming immortals. In their eyes, only by cutting off the fetters, being ruthless, dehumanizing, and free from worries can the Taoist heart be tempered.
, achieve the supreme road.
It is a grand and dignified name, and it is said that the way of heaven is ruthless and the great road walks alone.
But Lin Dongjiu is not such a person!
The things he values are never those things. In the final analysis, he is just a mortal, a mortal who is lucky enough to live another life.
Although he has the name of a monk, he has never held himself to the standards of a monk. All he pursues is an ordinary life with family and friends by his side, nothing more.
"Xiao Lin, it hurts..."
Su Ruxue's face showed pain, but she did not break away, but spoke softly.
"Yeah...sorry!"
Lin Dongjiu quickly let go of his hand. He was so excited just now that he subconsciously grabbed Zhu Ruxue's arm but failed to control his strength.
"It's okay, it's okay."
Su Ruxue repeated it twice.
"Well, it'll be fine."
Lin Dongjiu showed a smile.
His eyes fell on the platform again, and his voice became much calmer: "Is this what the Demon Palace calls a blood sacrifice?"
"Yes, blood sacrifice!"
Su Ruxue said seriously:
"This is not the first time this has happened. The Demon Palace did not hesitate to sacrifice blood to mortals to improve their cultivation. Luo'an Village is just one of them, and many other villages have suffered from their poisonous hands."
He didn't dare to look at these corpses anymore, just for fear of seeing those two familiar faces.
Looking inside through the corpses, I saw that ditches had been dug out at the feet of each corpse. These ditches were connected end to end to form a certain shape, spreading towards the center of the platform.
The ditch was filled with thick blood, and it has not dried up until now. The small river of blood used each wooden stake as a node, and finally flowed very regularly into a pool of blood sunken in the center of the platform.
The blood in the pool was so thick that it turned black, and the water bubbled with bloody bubbles as if it were boiling. Whenever the bubbles burst, a stream of black smoke would be released.
Half of the stone statue was exposed in the blood pool. The stone statue's face was carved with a solemn treasure, its half-squinted eyes seemed to be able to see through the world of time, and its graceful smile was full of tolerance and kindness.
The stone statue was carved with the face of Buddha. If it were enshrined in a temple, a large number of believers would worship and make offerings to it. However, the stone statue soaked in a pool of blood would give people a strong sense of violation.
When the stone statue is stained with blood, it gives the impression that it is like a Rakshasa demon wearing a cassock. The kind face also looks sinister and cunning. In the blink of an eye, it may reveal its ferocious fangs and bite the believer's head to pieces.
For some reason, as soon as Lin Dongjiu saw the face of the stone statue, he had the urge to kneel on the ground and worship.
He felt that this blood pool contained endless energy. As long as he knelt down, he could let the stone statue give him the most powerful power. As long as he knelt down!
Lin Dongjiu shook his head. He didn't know where this strange impulse came from, so he had no choice but to stop staring at the stone statue.
Night was approaching, darkness was falling, and an unknown spirit beast roared from a distance in the Dragon Burial Mountains. More than three hundred corpses with ferocious faces looked extremely strange in the dark night.
Several female disciples in the team huddled together in the crowd. They kept looking at the two elders, as if expecting them to give orders to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.
Lan Qiong and Xu Ming discussed it and decided:
"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. Let some disciples burn all the corpses. This mission ends early. We will go to the village to check again. Don't wander around. When we come back, we will return to the sect overnight."
There are several male disciples in the team who can't wait to rush to the platform. Obviously they don't want to stay here for a second longer, and they can also show off their bravery in front of these female disciples and kill two birds with one stone.
They took down the corpses hanging on the pillars and stacked them together. They moved very quickly, and they finished moving most of them in a short time.
Lin Dongjiu couldn't bear that the bodies of the little girl and the old man were piled together and burned at will. He wanted to bury them properly and send them on their last journey.
He covered the platform with his consciousness, and when he found the old man's body, he felt sad. However, when he looked for the little girl's body again, he couldn't find it.
Lin Dongjiu released his consciousness again and searched three times but could not find the little girl's body. At this time, his heart skipped a beat.
Shouldn't...
The little girl is still alive!
If the little girl was not harmed by the Demon Palace, then where did she go?
He took a deep breath to calm down. No matter where the little girl escaped, as long as she was alive, there was still hope. She would definitely be found, definitely!
Lin Dongjiu swept away his depression and his eyesight became clear.
In the darkness, the crystal embedded in the chest of the corpse was emitting a faint green light. He subconsciously scanned it with his consciousness, but the crystal was just like an ordinary stone, and there was nothing special about it.
Although he found nothing, under the gaze of his spiritual consciousness, he unexpectedly found that the corpse trembled. He believed that he was not dazzled because the accuracy of his spiritual consciousness was much higher than that of his eyes.
He quickly scanned the other corpses and found that the other corpses were trembling slightly. If he hadn't used his spiritual sense to observe, he would not have been able to see this strangeness with the naked eye.
Lin Dongjiu frowned and shouted quickly: "Put the corpses down quickly, there is something wrong with these corpses, they will move!"
The disciples who were moving the corpses looked at each other in confusion, and one of them said rudely: "Those of us who were moving the corpses didn't notice that the corpses moved. Which of your eyes saw the corpses move?"
A tall disciple beside him also said sarcastically:
"That's right, we can understand that some people hold on to their own identity for fear of getting their hands dirty and don't want to do these dirty jobs. But what do you mean by saying this? Do you want to scare us? How can any cultivator be afraid of ghosts?"
These disciples obviously deliberately ridiculed Lin Dongjiu. They were all Duan Han's people, and they all knew about the grievances between Lin Dongjiu and Duan Han. They were worried that they would not have the chance to please Duan Han, but they did not expect that Lin Dongjiu would hit the muzzle of the gun.
Moreover, this tall disciple is very good at provoking troubles through conflicts between outer disciples and inner disciples. People who usually dislike inner disciples also stare at Lin Dongjiu with unkind expressions, as if he dares to say another word.
The next second they will all attack in groups.
Seeing the situation, Lu Dajin immediately laughed and said:
"Hahaha... You must be afraid of being dazzled, right? You are still an inner disciple with this courage. You are not even qualified to be an immortal cultivator. It's really laughable!"
When the disciple saw Lu Dajin supporting him, he couldn't help but become angry, and spared no effort to sarcastically say:
"Brother Lu is right. If he had the guts, he would have gone to the Dragon Burial Mountains to train. How could he come to the second team?"
"Hahaha... indeed!"
Lu Dajin glanced at him appreciatively, and the singing and harmony between the two people also made everyone watching the joke sneer. What could be more joyful than seeing an inner disciple being defeated?
Lin Dongjiu frowned, but he was not in the mood to be angry with them at the moment, but watched their performance coldly.
However, Lin Dongjiu's good temper does not mean that Su Ruxue has a good temper. She looked like a cat with exploded hair and shouted angrily: "What's wrong with coming to this team? You are in this team too!"
And he just told what he saw, and he was careful not to make any big mistakes. If something unexpected happens, isn't it for your own good?"
"this..."
The tall disciple was speechless for a moment. He had forgotten that there was Su Ruxue. Lin Dongjiu, the pretty girl, was so close to her. She would definitely protect Lin Dongjiu.
He immediately nodded and bowed his head to apologize, and then retreated dejectedly behind everyone. It was okay to offend Lin Dongjiu, but Su Ruxue must not be offended, otherwise not even Duan Han could save him.
Who in the sect doesn't know how much the sect leader dotes on his daughter, and Su Ruxue's temper is also famous for being hot-tempered. If she offends her, even if she hugs Duan Han's lap, she will never want to hang out in the sect again.
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The group of disciples watching the show calmed down when they saw Su Ruxue getting angry. They then remembered that Su Ruxue came to this team because of Lin Dongjiu. If they offended Lin Dongjiu, they would offend Su Ruxue. They figured out the key, they
They all withered like eggplants beaten by frost.
"The Husband-Guardian Madman..."
Everyone swallowed and silently labeled Su Ruxue such a label.
The disciples on the altar all had sullen faces and continued to carry the corpses. Although they did not dare to ridicule Lin Dongjiu anymore, they could completely ignore his words as a final act of resistance.
Seeing that those people were still carrying the body, Su Ruxue wanted to stop her, but Lin Dongjiu grabbed her and shook his head to indicate that she didn't need to stop them.
Su Ruxue was furious and complained: "These people are simply going too far. You said there is something wrong with the body. Let's check it again and it won't waste much time."
Lin Dongjiu said calmly: "Some people are bent on seeking death, and it's useless to stop them."
Su Ruxue didn't know why, but she heard a scream suddenly coming from the front.
She quickly looked over and saw that the tall disciple who had just laughed at Lin Dongjiu had his neck tightly bitten by the corpse he was carrying. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free from the corpse's bloody mouth.