Star bright.
The stars in the southern wilderness are like water, but in the middle continent they are as dense and heavy as mercury. Sitting in the open air in the snow, Ji Hao could feel the heavy and extremely pure star power continuously seeping into his body, and was quickly absorbed by the Zifu Golden Pill.
Yu Mu hummed an unknown folk song, lit a bonfire enthusiastically, set up his huge iron pot, and was stewing steaming hot. There is still a colorful soup in the pot, and thousands of feet-long snow-white centipedes are stirring lively in the soup.
One by one, highly poisonous herbs were thrown into the pot by Yu Mu, and a rich, indescribable, fresh and sweet taste with a hint of irritating fishy smell gradually wafted out.
Fengxing squatted on a small snow bag more than ten feet away, humming a tune, and kept playing with the longbow he had just captured. From time to time, he used a carving knife to carve a few small runes on the bow, stirring up the longbow. Light up a large area of light and shadow.
Ji Hao noticed that Feng Xing never came within ten feet of him. This guy is extremely wary. Except for Yu Mu, he never comes within ten feet of Ji Hao, Tai Si and Shao Si. Moreover, even if he is concentrating on modifying the rune array on the long bow, he will quickly raise his head from time to time. Come on, look around cautiously, like a prairie dog letting loose.
On the other hand, Yu Mu showed great enthusiasm for Ji Hao.
When he stretched out his right hand to Ji Hao, and Ji Hao took his hand without hesitation, Yu Mu showed great enthusiasm for Ji Hao.
A poison witch who is good at using voodoo and can poison several powerful witches in an instant. Ordinary people would not dare to come within a hundred feet of him, let alone come into close contact with his body. Ji Hao dared to hold Yu Mu's hand, which represented Ji Hao's trust in Yu Mu.
Ji Hao trusted Yu Mu, and Yu Mu naturally responded with equal amounts of trust and enthusiasm.
The snow was full of will-o'-the-wisps, and dozens of animal bones modulated by witchcraft were thrown on the snow. The green witch-fire the size of a water tank burned these animal bones and made a rattling sound. The wind whizzed past with the snow, but these witch fires remained motionless, and their green and miserable light illuminated the surrounding snow in a gloomy and eerie way.
Shao Si stood on the edge covered by the witchcraft light, with his hands in his sleeves, slowly chewing a piece of snow lingzhi, and watching Tai Si dancing in the snow.
A quarter of an hour ago, Ji Hao helped Taisi build an altar out of snow. Taisi took out some hideous alien skulls and decorated them on the altar, turning the altar into a ghostly, mysterious and terrifying place.
During the day, Ji Hao caught the cork puppet and froze him with ice. At this moment, the power witch crystal of the cork spirit puppet was removed, and the limp spirit puppet was placed in the center of the altar. Several green witch flames as thin as spider silk were constantly sweeping around the surface of the spirit puppet.
"He is a veteran. All the aura has been removed."
"Not even a single handprint, not a hair, a hair or a drop of sweat."
"Well, to prevent someone from catching this spirit puppet, do you use the traces left on the spirit puppet to curse him with witchcraft? But it's useless when it comes to my Taisi. These poor prevention methods are useless at all! This spirit puppet is the biggest trace!"
Taisi's eyes turned pale white, bulging out of their sockets like a frog's eyes. His lips turned a strange pitch black color, which looked particularly hideous and terrifying when paired with his pale eyes.
He was holding a white bone staff, trembling all over and jumping around the altar, reciting incantations in his mouth, green witch flame filaments slowly swept over the cork spirit puppet, and every subtle breath came out. It continued to emerge from the body of the spirit puppet and formed a ball above it.
Soon Taisi was covered in sweat, and he who was already so thin became more and more like a skeleton. When the wind and snow rolled by, Taisi floated up like a hollow paper man, with a long gray-white light. , floating around the altar strangely.
Feng Xing and Yu Mu looked up at the Taisi at the same time. Yu Mu's eyes flashed with horror, while Feng Xing stood up excitedly, casually threw the captured longbow into the snow, and walked around in a wide arc curiously. The line bypassed Ji Hao far away and approached the altar from another direction.
However, Feng Xing carefully maintained a distance of nearly a hundred feet from Tai Si, and a space of more than thirty feet from Shao Si.
"You can't run away, you can't run away... Uncle Taisi has caught you!"
Taisi screamed strangely, his voice full of ghostly aura.
Suddenly, Taisi's head of black hair turned into a lifeless grayish white. He twisted his hands and pointed at the sky. Blood vessels bulged under his skin. The blood vessels expanded and contracted strangely. The color of the blood vessels turned into a miserable green, and they continued to emit... A bright green light.
There was a faint aura above the cork spirit puppet, and a tall old man and several young men with strong faces could be seen in the hazy aura. The old man was very powerful, and the witchcraft pressure emanating from his body was extremely strong. With the help of the altar, the Taisi still could not let anyone see his face clearly.
But the faces of several capable young men clearly emerged in this aura.
"Ji Hao, I caught them... Hehe, they wanted to lure us here and kill us on the pretext of Shaosi's life. You said..."
After a pause, Tai Si laughed strangely: "Well, I'm afraid you will be merciful, so I'd better deal with it directly."
Before Ji Hao could speak, Tai Si took a deep breath and stabbed the white bone staff hard into the hazy light and shadow in his hand. Countless sharp ghost cries came from Taisi's body, and black filaments gushed out from the white bone staff, and several ferocious faces of ghosts and gods were outlined on the short white bone staff.
In the sound of "chichi", the faces of ghosts and gods on the white bone staff slowly flew up, and flew lightly into the bodies of the young men in the light and shadow.
The light and shadow exploded quietly, the altar melted silently, and traces of strange aura flew out of the altar and went straight into Tai Si's body. Taisi's long gray hair turned black, and his eyes returned to normal.
Amidst the gasping sounds of "whoosh, whoosh", Taisi knelt on the ground and punched the snow with his hands. Ji Hao was surprised to find that the originally skinny man gradually became plump, with a trace of blood on his skin, and his whole complexion Looks much better.
If Taisi could be knocked down by a light breeze in the past, it would take at least a moderately strong wind to blow him away now.
What a weird method, what a weird curse.
On the side, Yu Mu had already shouted happily: "Is it done? Come and have a taste when it's done. My pot of Hundred Poisons and Thousand Dragons Soup, collecting these one thousand and eighty Snow God Centipedes, has wasted a lot of energy." , hurry up and try how it tastes!"
More than 100,000 miles away, in the witch palace, two young shamans who were whispering together suddenly stiffened and suddenly turned into two mummies without any moisture and fell to the ground.
(End of chapter)