In the huge pit, in front of the strange golden corpse.

Many beauty tribe ghost cultivators have already started their rituals.

Under the leadership of the celestial being, they sat around the eight-slaughter ghost immortal and performed various weird movements. Finally, they gathered together and sang together.

I have to admit that beauties are worthy of this name. Everything about them is in line with the characteristics of beauty. Not only do they have a pleasing appearance, but their singing voices are also exquisite. The singing sounds are like Western hymns, with an ethereal feeling.

I listened carefully for a while and felt that the singing was also a bit particular.

In the remote Mobei region, the shamans have dances and prayer languages ​​that specialize in summoning souls. These things have gradually been integrated into the inheritance of the four gates. I once heard Hu Yue'er sing songs to summon souls. Some of the ups and downs of the tones are related to these.

The songs sung by beauties and ghost cultivators are similar, and some peculiar pronunciations do have mysterious power. In the Taoist world, this sound is also called the sound of heaven, and in Taoism, it is also called the sound of the great road. Many Taoist sounds

Languages ​​and writings, such as memorial inscriptions, all appeared based on this kind of heavenly sound, including the ritual inscriptions of our Liguan sect. It seems that the writing and language of the Li people also have such traces. The songs they sing now have

Maybe he's trying to wake up dead ghosts and immortals.

This has become their routine. It can be seen from the attitude of those ghost cultivators that they have to make such an attempt every time they wake up. Even though they know that the possibility is almost zero, they still do it.

I paid very little attention to these things, but the possibility of the existence of an eight-slaughter ghost fairy bothered me. My eyes drifted to Qingzhu involuntarily, and when I saw that her expression was still indifferent, I felt a little calmer.

So what if there is an eight-slaughter ghost immortal who is above the heavenly master?

We have one here too!

What's more, what Ning Ma Niu raised was only a possibility. It was possible that the person who killed the eight-slaughter ghost immortal even destroyed its heart just to cut off this inheritance. This possibility is also very high.

"Looking at their appearance, the dead Eight-slaughtered Ghost Fairy is very important to them. Is this place considered their holy land?"

A cold and faint voice sounded next to him. Zhao Xiaodao was lying on the stone, his head stuck out, and his eyes were shining at the golden corpse in the pit. He seemed to be very interested in all this, and suddenly said:

"So, everything on that corpse is also very meaningful? This is a very simple logic, right? That sword... well, it should be a good thing, but it has been exposed to the wind, sun and rain for too long here.

The good stuff has been ruined. What I'm curious about is the jade scroll she holds in her other hand. What do you think it contains?"

Naturally, I also noticed what was in the hands of Guixian's corpse.

The jade scroll looks very similar to the bamboo slips, but the material is jade.

The hint in her words was obvious.

Both Ning Ma Niu and Yu Linglong understood the implication of her words, and both of them were refreshed at the same time, and their expressions became fanatical.

"Everyone calm down for a moment."

I hurriedly warned: "There are so many ghosts and immortals, do you still want to snatch them away?"

The veins on Zhao Xiaodao's forehead twitched, and he glanced at Qingzhu silently.

I understand what she means. When Qingzhu said that his first goal was to seize the Tiantu Stone, it still affected them, even if they didn't say anything.

After these women experienced the turmoil in Jinling City, they became sensitive and suspicious, always feeling that others would sacrifice their interests at any time.

I was a little worried that they were being stupid, so I said patiently: "The time these ghost cultivators have is very limited. They will eventually return to their tombs. We only need to hold back for two days to get the jade book safely. Now

Don't be impulsive. Once you are impulsive, so many ghost cultivators swarm us, all of them are Xuanwei and Alchemy level things. We can't escape wholeheartedly. Qingzhu can't protect so many of us, let alone me and Wushuang.

It’s hard to protect the capital!!”

Zhao Xiaodao was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.

I felt relieved now, and just when I was about to say a few more words to reassure them, a burst of "swishing" sounds suddenly came from behind me. The words on my lips stopped abruptly, and I quickly fell to the ground.

A white-clothed ghost cultivator appeared behind us without any warning. He seemed to be in a hurry. He quickly passed through the jungle like a glimpse of light. When he was closest to us, he was less than thirty meters to my right.

As if he noticed something, he suddenly fell to the ground and looked around suspiciously.

The green bamboo next to me silently made a handprint, and a strange aroma wafted out from all of us. The source of the aroma was the leaves that the green bamboo gave us.

The white-clothed ghost cultivator paused for a moment, the doubts on his face gradually receded, and then left quickly and walked straight into the deep pit.

This sudden intruder not only almost caused us to panic, but also interrupted the ceremony in the pit.

The singing stopped suddenly, and the heavenly man who was presiding over all this suddenly turned around and frowned. When the intruder came closer, he frowned and said something to the intruder in displeasure. It seemed that he should

It was as if he was reprimanding the intruder.

The intruder didn't care, and didn't seem to know he was wrong at all. He walked forward in a few steps and quickly whispered something in front of Tianren.

The expression on the man's face gradually became serious that day, and he whispered a few words to the intruder, as if he was asking something.

The intruder put a handful of things into Tianren's hand. Because the distance was a bit far away and her movements were very fast, I couldn't see what it was.

However, after this series of things happened, a bad feeling arose in my heart, and I subconsciously tightened my grip on the Tianguan Blade.

Then, the heavenly being slowly opened her palms, and this time I could see clearly. In her palms were something that looked a little translucent and was only about the size of a fingernail. These were the shed skin left behind by the ghost cultivator after he completed his transformation.

The bad feeling in my heart became more and more intense.

The celestial being put the molted skin in his hand to the tip of his nose. His nose twitched and he sniffed gently. The expression on his face became more and more solemn. At this time, the alarm bell was already ringing in my heart, and my body began to become silent.

of backward movement.

puff!!

Finally, the celestial being opened his mouth and spat out, and a stream of black and red mist sprayed on the molted skin in her hand. The mist swirled around the molted skin and gradually rose up. Finally, a person gradually emerged from the mist.

Come on, that’s an extremely familiar face, it’s none other than Lao Bai!!!

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Chapter completed!