Be pampered after being reborn with an old enemy

Chapter 42

If he doesn't come back, before he gets the Eternal Life Cauldron, the High Heaven Pavilion will probably be wiped out by the Youluo Sect.

Xiao Yu, as the younger brother of He Xiaofeng, Chiyunzi, the former master, is second only to Cang Linxue in the High Heaven Pavilion, and is currently the highest among the pavilion masters present.But even so, he was about to be overwhelmed in the face of the furious Master Youluo.After receiving another epee sword from the leader Youluo, the flesh of his arms burst suddenly, and blood spurted out with a 'poof'.

Not far away, a disciple of the High Heaven Pavilion saw this scene and suddenly shouted in despair: "Master Cang! Where are you?!! Come quickly!!!"

The mournful voice spread, and for a while, there were shouts one after another all over the mountains and plains.

However, no matter how they shouted, Cang Linxue was destined not to hear them at this moment.

Bagua Valley also seems to be destined to be an ominous place.

More than 500 years ago, the witch clan was exterminated here by the immortals and demons. More than 500 years later, the hundreds of demon sects destroyed the Lingxiao Pavilion, the supreme fairy sect, here. Fresh flesh and blood covered the bones of more than a hundred years ago. White and white intersect, leaving only misery and desolation.

The leader Youluo found the unconscious Cang Linxue, and recognized that the indistinct flesh and blood in his arms was Di Jiao, and went mad on the spot. He cut off Cang Linxue's head with an epee, as a memorial to his love. Zi Di Jiao.

The man in the black cloak had already stepped into the Yin-Yang Gate. He didn't understand love in the world, and he didn't want to care about the cause and effect in the world. Trembling, just like when Di Jiao was swept away by the wind and clouds.

He sighed helplessly, and said: "Injustice! I will see you off again."

He took out the Longevity Cauldron from his bosom, and silently recited a formula, the golden light of the cauldron was fleeting, and then he put it in his bosom.He stepped into the Yin-Yang Gate, turned around and repaired the seals of the three clans that had been torn by him just now, and muttered softly: "If it wasn't for the blood seals, why would it take so much effort? How can the seals of mortals alone Can stop me."

He looked back at the valley where the blood flowed into rivers for the last time, and shook his head. He just felt that this world has not changed for thousands of years, and the weak are still preying on the strong, killing good blood.

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Layers of mist and light veils were piled up, and then receded again. The scene changed. Di Jiao held the juan cloth, feeling faintly in her heart that Cang Linxue wanted him and her child because he already knew how to unlock the altar of the Wu Clan. Blood sacrifices must be sacrificed at the same time with the blood of the witch clan and the dragon clan, that is to say, these children are likely to be - sacrifices?

Thinking of this, Di Jiao's face became serious, and the scene in the mist had unknowingly changed to a high platform.

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The high platform is covered with a layer of pure white salt, and a graceful woman wearing a sheep bone mask is stepping barefoot on the coarse salt and dancing in a strange posture.Di Jiao recognized that this dance was a special ritual of some kind of sacrificial ceremony, similar to the standard sacrificial ceremony before opening the sacred object.And in the center of the high platform, a disk engraved with the two poles of the eight trigrams is slowly opened to both sides as the dance draws to a close.Immediately, Di Jiao saw a stone step extending downwards, and heard the sound of running water coming from the depths of the entrance.

There were originally four people in black robes standing at the four corners of the high platform. At this moment, after the sacrifice was completed, the dancing woman held a string of spike necklaces and slapped her chest fiercely, and blood dripped on the ground instantly. On the white grains of salt, the four men in black robes finally moved.Each of them held a bowl, some were wooden, some were copper, some were frozen, some were burned with earth—they stepped forward one by one, took seven drops of the woman's heart blood, then turned around and walked slowly down the stone steps go.

This stone step is very long, if there are no night pearls on the walls on both sides, the dark and claustrophobic space alone is enough to suffocate.The sound of the water became louder and louder, and when they reached the end of the stone steps, Di Jiao could see clearly that they had come to an underground river.The river was pitch black, and there seemed to be a layer of black mist floating on the surface of the river.

When they reached the river, the four men in black robes spread out and lined up in a line, with seven steps between each of them. He threw the bowl in his hand into the river.

It was miraculous to say that the four bowls fell to the surface of the river and did not sink into the water, but a golden light suddenly appeared, and instantly a gust of wind blew up for no reason on the river surface, blowing away the black mist.The golden light from the explosion caused Di Jiao to close his eyes, and when he opened them again, another scene on the river surface was seen.

I saw that the black river surface was shining like black silk, and a huge lotus-like flower bud of colorful glass color rose slowly from the river surface.It rose higher and higher, higher and higher, and the river surface also bulged up, as if some huge monster was breaking through the water.

In fact, it does.

After the water waves cleared, the seven-color glazed lotus was already in the air ten battles away, and the huge thing that broke through the water under it was a dragon's head.It's just that the dragon's head is covered with black scales, its eyes are closed, it's silent, and it doesn't know whether it's dead or alive.

The four men in black robes gathered together at this moment, talking in a low voice.Di Jiao couldn't hear what they said, but after seeing one of them flying up, she probably guessed that they were discussing who would pick the lotus.

A man in black robe flew up to the dragon's head, and the other three were not idle.They quickly formed seals and cast spells, and they looked like they were ready to fight, as if they knew something terrible would happen next.

Sure enough, the moment the colorful glazed lotus was pulled out, the originally closed longan's eyes opened instantly, followed by thunderous dragon's breath, and the black dragon opened its mouth wide to bite the lotus picker.But at this moment, the three men in black robes on the shore quickly released various magic circles to defend him.After some fighting, the four fled to the ground in a hurry.Naturally, the black dragon refused to give up, and flew up towards the opening of the stone steps, but the opening of the stone step was too small, and it collapsed within two hits.

The group of lotus collectors fled to the high platform, immediately closed the gossip formation, cast several spells one after another, and drew another blood talisman on the gossip formation with the blood of the sacrificial woman. Tremor.

The screen has changed again——

In the mountains, in the underground palace, in a crystal coffin, lay a person quietly.One of the four people in black robes was holding a seven-color glazed lotus in his hand, and he poked open the petal-shaped outer bag, revealing the bright red fruit the size of a goose egg inside.After that, he held the fruit and gently placed it on the heart of the person in the coffin, a mass of red light suddenly appeared, and after the light dimmed, where is there anyone in the coffin?All that remains is a thin layer of bone chips at the bottom of the coffin.Instead, the red fruit slowly swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then magically transformed into a human figure, the color getting lighter and lighter until the human figure's facial features were clear, and the color was only the same as the tender pink complexion .

This man, this face...

Di Jiao looked at Bu Juan with a face full of astonishment.