Chapter 716 – Sacrificing the Spirit and Sacrificing the Spirit Again
Chapter 716 – Spirit Sacrifice and then Spirit Sacrifice
Xuan Tian Peak.
In the Taiyuan Partial Hall, the monotonous colored and slightly heavy curtains were swayed from side to side by the wind.
“Liu Light Wind has gone to sit in the life and death barrier.”
Zhang Biyao, dressed in black, sat cross-legged in a corner with a few gloomy colors on her face.
“There is still a need to find an excuse.” On the other side, Shen Wumen had his hands folded in his sleeves like a Mr. Xixi, “After all, it’s the Xuan Tian Sword Sect’s Young Sect Leader, his status is extraordinary!”
Zong Lao Qiu sat cross-legged in the hall and coldly said, “Brother Dao Zhen is the Head Sector of the Xuan Tian Sword Sect, why would he need to find any reason to punish his disciples? The reason of killing thousands of Eighteen Sect disciples in the forbidden land is not enough? The old man’s beloved disciple has been cultivated for more than a hundred years, even though he is a master and disciple, he is more like a father and son, but now his corpse is nowhere to be found, and a few days ago, that evil animal intentionally fell on our faces, so I’m not sure if this is the right reason.
These are not yet the key, the key to these days is afraid of those unfamiliar Dala main clan masters will descend, this son last out of the forbidden land, I’m afraid that the talent is very high, and may even have been recognized by the main clan, once he has gained the power, will not be able to be friendly with me and so on? In short, old me’s patience has reached its limit.”
Said the trio as they looked towards Dao Zhen in the main seat.
“What do the other Sovereigns think of Xin Zhuo?”
Dao Zhen sat on top of the high platform, with a look on his face that no one could understand, in fact, the outer sect patriarchs discussed killing the disciples of their own sects, and as the headmaster not only didn’t defend it, but also contributed to this kind of thing, which was really a bit absurd, just thinking of his son Bai Zong and that day Xin Zhuo’s eavesdropping, everything would be indifferent.
Zhang Biyao said: “The sect masters of the various sects had quite a few words about being chased that day, but after all, Xin Zhuo was kind to the eighteen sects, they were unwilling to care, and they themselves didn’t put Xin Zhuo in their eyes, there’s a world of difference between Spiritual Stage Realm and Hunyuan Void.”
Dao Zhen was silent for a long time: “In this …… case, the three of you can go straight to Stood Sword Peak, as fast as possible, and strive to kill in one blow, the aftermath of the matter, at the disposal of the old man!”
“Dao Zhen brother and rest assured, just spirit platform into the return to the market martial artists, I and other old guys to kill when not waste effort.”
Zhang Biyao three people figure a blur, this is the Hun Yuanxu master’s wandering heaven and earth recluse, however, the next moment suddenly and again cohesion, neat and tidy, as if nothing had happened.
“Snapping ……”
A burst of heavy footsteps into the temple door, people have not yet arrived, a huge millennium willow wood wine tray holding a whole 72 altar 500 years old “immortal drunk” and all kinds of snacks and mountain treasures first arrived.
“Eldest Senior Brother, all the Sovereign Lords, recently there are many things, and there are changes in the forbidden land, so I have not been entertained, today we will drink a few cups!”
Chu Sinniang smiled coquettishly and gently clicked her fingers, the huge willow tray steadily landed in mid-air, and the intoxicating aroma of wine filled the entire hall: “This is brewed by my father’s own hands!”
“Uh……”
Zhang Biyao and Shen Wumen looked at each other and fell into deep thought.
“Senior sister ……”
Dao Zhen’s mean and gracious old face struggled to squeeze out a smile that wasn’t really nice to look at, “Why do you have this kind of pleasure today?”
Chu Sinniang rolled her eyes, sitting on the side, gently waved her hand, seventy-two altars of “Immortal Drunk” has been divided into five, fell in front of the five, said: “It is not that my family sat in the life and death pass to go, aunt always want to relax relax.”
Daozhen four people silent.
Chu Sinniang frowned and said: “Eldest senior brother, do not give face to senior sister? All the patriarchs have not entertained for a long time, won’t it seem that my Xuan Tian Sword Sect is too petty? If my father knew ……”
“Alright, alright, don’t move your mouth to mention master his old man.”
Dao Zhen waved his sleeve, his face showing a few moments of helplessness: “Drink!”
……
“Recently, all the sects have come together, the situation is complicated, stand Sword Peak Precepts Hall first take charge of the guards of the halls for a few days, all the masters and brothers may as well go to rest ……”
“Out of order!”
“Sect Master’s order, go go go, what’s the nagging ……”
In front of the Xuan Tian inner hall, the seven hall guard elders were pulled away stiffly by Ma Feng and Sang Tu several people.
Not only the Taiyuan Partial Hall and the Sect Master’s Inner Hall, at this time, the entire sect wherever disciples were needed to guard, all of them were replaced by disciples from the Precepts Hall, and even no longer allowed disciples from outside the sect to roam around at will.
From some aspects, the right of Zhusheng Jianfeng great, is the existence of deformity in the sect, coupled with a young master, almost empty of the right of XuanTianFeng, LiuLiFeng said master DaoZhen can not tolerate the Zhusheng Jianfeng is also some reason.
So, when Xin Zhuo back full of a large bag, used to break through the best martial arts rhyme stone to the head of the inner temple, around half a shadow is not, all the way unimpeded.
He even had the leisure to move his neck a bit before striding into the hall.
True qi source stone paved hall, slightly empty, rich true qi around to come and go, people such as Mu true qi sea, surrounded by purple gold wall hanging dozens of Xuan Tian Sword Sect six thousand years of successive generations of the head teacher’s portrait, looks different, gaze like a torch, as if living over, at first glance is also a bit shocking.
Below them were listed one by one the divine abilities and martial arts jade slips of all the sect masters during their lifetime, emitting a glittering light. Opposite the deepest body glowing white jade sword-shaped sectarian throne, Panlong short sword and banana fan filled with abusive murderous atmosphere.
Above the throne, prophetic visions floated and sank.
Here Xin Zhuo came last time, at that time there is no feeling, but at this moment the feeling is particularly different, giving him a kind of energized, as if brewing a majestic power feeling.
He put down the Martial Rhythm Stone and walked towards the throne, subconsciously looking towards the line of words that still had some blurred traces of it even though he had erased it with the [Fighting Character Technique] –
“A secret order from Da Luo, a disciple has descended into the world, collect it quickly, Xin Zhuo, the alchemist of Kunxu City, is the first!”
Ji Jiwei ……
Silence for a long time before he rejected distracting thoughts and looked around, according to the conversation between Dao Zhen, Bai Zong father and son that night, this place is able to directly instill people, only the method of instillation may only be known to Dao Zhen, that old ghost with his heel considerations is also unlikely to agree to his own, even if he made a law to force him to submit, I’m afraid that it will only take a long time, and now he is the most lacking is time!
Once the old ghost in the east and those few Yuanji experts return, there is no more half hope.
Only, if one were to instill the dome how should one do it?
He once again looked around the circle and looked towards the throne, walking straight over and attempting to sit down.
Just sat down, only to feel the prophecy illusion above his head instantly fell a few, around dozens of successive generations of palmist portraits suddenly each floated out of a shadow, coldly looked.
The overwhelming pressure instantly came, as if the eighteen mountains pressed on the body in general, the bones of the body issued an unbearable “creak” sound.
The prophetic vision above his head suddenly appeared Dao Zhen’s old face, with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth: “I knew you would come!”
Xin Zhuo’s entire body was drenched in cold sweat, and immediately forced himself out of the shackles, and with a little bit of footwork, he flew to the center of the hall, breathing a little sharply.
……
“Eh?”
In the Taiyuan side hall, Dao Zhen, who was carrying a flurry of wine jars, changed his face slightly.
Zhang Biyao and the three of them each sipped down a mouthful of wine to look at him.
Chu Sinniang’s eyes rolled slightly as she laughed, ”What’s Eldest Brother doing? Want to rely on not drinking? You’re the one who drank three less altars.”
“Eldest Brother never relies on wine!”
With a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, Dao Zhen picked up the wine altar and gently tapped it, and the wine flowed like a fine stream and entered his mouth on its own.
……
The inner hall of the Sect Leader.
No lights, surrounded by darkness.
Xin Zhuo waited for a few moments to make sure that no one was arriving and sighed in relief, the old ghost of Dao Zhen had made a ban in the hall, it was impossible to instill a dome by himself.
However, this thing is simple to operate.
Waving his hand and scattering a piece of well water, the well water instantly sinks into the ground, and then scatters in all directions like a spider web, climbing and climbing again ……
A few moments later, the surface of the well shimmered with water, and densely packed ancient seals appeared-
[Spirit Sacrifice: Xuan Bing Cold Yang Golden Seat ……]
[Spirit Sacrifice: Small Prophecy True Diviner Formation ……]
Ritual: Ancient Celestial Five Failures of the first martial artist martial arts rhyme residue, containing martial arts ……]
[Spirit Sacrifice: Ancient Hun Yuanxu Martial Artist’s Martial Rhyme Remains, Containing Divine Power ……]
……
The entire surface of the well was almost paved with sacrificial spirits, all of which were the inherited martial arts, divine abilities, martial rhythms and true qi of the ancient experts, only the content of these things was limited, and it seemed to require the convergence of years.
The entire palace was surprisingly an ancient formation as well.
The good thing was that it could directly seize the ability, the bad thing was that it was too complicated, and Yuehua was afraid that a few days of replenishment would not be enough.
(End of chapter)