Some uncertainty, such an indifferent national teacher, is it really involuntary for the people? The hundreds of people lying here, the dead bones at the bottom of the river, and more people who have been implicated, is it really worth dying, and is it really inevitable...
But he didn't have the strength to open his mouth to ask these questions. He couldn't even look at the eyes of the national teacher. He could only fall asleep a little bit in the darkening darkness, and then... Probably won't wake up again. …
The blood that flowed from the fingers of the hundred people finally followed the lotus seat, dyeing the entire stone statue dark red, and even the back was no longer dusty, but a strong evil spirit appeared.
It seems that a strange ceremony has finally begun. Suddenly, the entire Jiangsong Mountain and the Black Rock Beach of the National Teacher Institute began to vibrate. The huge waves on the river surface rushed towards the sky one after another, but they stopped behind the National Teacher. Live, lose back.
At first glance, it seems that there are two forces competing madly.
The national teacher sat on the ground, palms clasped together, and whispered the scriptures in his mouth. At first glance, it seems to be saving the undead, but there are some strange tones mixed with the simple and simple scripture, which makes people feel extremely uncomfortable.
The black stone fell behind him, and the big waves surged in front of him, but strangely formed an arch above his head, which didn't hurt him in the slightest.
At first, there was no change. When he recited a passage of scriptures, dense blood spots suddenly appeared on the ends of his fingers, which looked terrifying and abnormal. There were hundreds of blood spots at least.
The scriptures remained in his mouth, and he seemed unaware of these blood spots.
And these blood spots seem to be alive. In the thick scriptures, they are pushed towards the back of the hand little by little, but each push is extraordinarily difficult.
The national teacher wore a silver mask and never showed his face, but in the blink of an eye, a thin layer of sweat was oozing from the place where the temples were pressed by the edge of the mask. It can be seen that although his voice did not fluctuate, it was actually laborious.
Blood spots slowly climbed from the back of his hand to his forearm, hidden in his wide sleeves.
The wind and waves between the sky and the earth are even more terrifying, and they have the potential to invade the sky and swallow the earth. The small building on the river bank in the distance was directly beaten by the raging waves. In the end, it was unable to hold it for a long time, accompanied by countless cracks. Sound, another huge wave rolled in, completely collapsed and fell into the river.
At the same time, a golden silk thread, like an electric light, swam far away on the other end of the river bank. The speed was like a rolling thunder. Before people could react, it had already rushed to the northeast, passing a certain area in the river. After the place, there was a burst of noise, and then it went straight to the southwest, and finally went straight to here.
Just when it passed Dongting Lake and Wanshi Mountain, it finally ran to Daze Temple. A trace of golden light began to emerge from under the national teacher. And that piece of blood has already crawled along the arm and over the neck, and appeared on the neck.
That scene was actually quite terrifying. A monk who seemed to be out of the world had blood spots all over his neck, and the blood spots were still under the urging of his scriptures, struggling to climb up.
At the moment when the blood spots spread to the chin, a blood circle suddenly appeared on the black rock beach.
There was a flash of blood in the circle, and there were two more people suddenly.
One of them was wearing a white hemp monk's robe. It was so cold that it was palpitating. And in his hand he was unceremoniously holding another man's collar.
The man was covered in blood, the original gray-blue robe was covered with dust and mud, and there were cracks everywhere. The exposed arms, neck, and even his face were marked by various scratches, as if they had been devoured by ten thousand ants. yǎng intentionally turned himself into a blood man.
This bloody man is not someone else, but the Songyun Warlock in the besieged valley.
And the person holding his collar was Xuan Min.
His face was still icy cold, but there was something faintly hidden in his dark eyes, as if the wind and rain were coming, which made people feel inexplicably fearful.
The moment the Songyun Warlock landed, he saw the national teacher with his hands folded, and his face was immediately dazed, and then he was shocked.
"You're not, you—" Song Yun jumped abruptly, subconsciously trying to break free from Xuan Min's hand, but saw Xuan Min move his hand expressionlessly, and pinched his fingers directly around his neck. .
"You—" Song Yun suffered in the Hundred Wormholes, or else he would have been able to resist for a moment and a half, and would not end up in such a miserable end. He was pinched by Xuan Min's neck, and his words became vague and difficult, "You are the other—ah—"
Before he said anything, Xuan Min's hand tightened again, not because of what he said, but because Xuan Min could clearly see the circle on the black rock beach and the blood spots on the neck of the national teacher who was chanting.
Previously in the valley, the ban on the fourth copper coin was unlocked