An Sudong stepped on the gray and black land and walked into the village. His spiritual power was flying fast, and he soon abandoned the discomfort brought by this big array.

The refining of poisonous insects can be divided into three levels: Heaven, earth and man, which correspond to the refining of poisonous insects by human beings, animals and insects. Undoubtedly, the poisonous insects refined by human beings are the most vicious and have the title of immortal.

There are also differences in the use of human beings to refine insects. The human body is used to breed insects, and the essence and blood of many people are used to refine insects.

The old man on the hillside said that many people died in Xiaxi village. Now an Sudong finally understood that the blood essence in the human body had been drained. This big array is an instrument to capture the blood essence. Then the poisonous insects should be hidden in the center of the big array, so that the big array can absorb the blood essence and supply it to the poisonous insects.

"What a vicious means!"

An Su Dong could not help but feel cold all over.

In the spirit world, he met many powerful monks. The devil in the dark ancient world was the most powerful, but he was beaten half dead by the third master. The monks in the secret place of the sword Pavilion were also ruthless. In order to avoid the miasma, they filled the appetite of the secret place with human life.

But at ordinary times, these demons don't use thousands of people's lives to feed the insects. Even Qi Maoxian, the great demon of the puppet clan, is not so crazy.

Who on earth is such a pervert who doesn't take human life seriously and does such vicious things.

He didn't understand, so he had to investigate further.

Now there are two ways in front of an Sudong. One way is to sit back and watch. It doesn't matter how many people die. There's no need to join in and turn away.

The second way is to kill the devil and save the rest of the people.

Creak!

The door of a family on the side of the road was pushed open. A little boy with dark eyes and tiger head poked out his head. Seeing that an Sudong was stunned, he looked at him curiously with big eyes.

An Sudong walked over, squatted down and said with a smile, "little friend, can I ask you something?"

"Yes!" The little boy is not afraid of birth.

"Where is the ancestral temple in your village?"

An Su Dong looked around, "can you tell me?"

In a hidden village, there will be a ancestral temple of the whole village, in which the ancestors are worshipped. He guessed that it is possible that the person's poisonous insects are kept in the ancestral temple.

The ancestral temple is the center of qi movement in a village, which can best carry on the essence and blood power of the whole village.

"Ancestral temple?"

The little boy said with a smile, "the ancestral temple is in the ancestral hall of the village."

"Where is the ancestral hall?" An Su East full of brain black line, tongyanwuji, said without brain, if you know ancestral temple, also ask him?

"I'll take you!"

Obviously, the little boy was not afraid to see a strange big brother, so he took the initiative to lead the way.

"Good!" An Sudong nodded and took out a pill and a secret book from the storage bag.

It's fate to meet each other. The little boy is still full of energy and spirit. For people in the big battle, the energy and spirit of an adult in a month will not be as good as before, let alone a half year old child. Then it's only possible that the child is gifted.

Although an Sudong couldn't see it, he could guess some of it and handed it to the little boy. "You put these two things away. It's my brother's thanks to you. If you make achievements in the future, remember to do more good deeds."

The little boy was happy when he saw the novelty, but he was childlike and didn't know the value of these two things. He put them in his arms and said with a smile, "I don't know what to say, but I remember what my elder brother said. Come with me."

Following the little boy across the road, he saw a tall ancestral hall standing in the middle, on which was hung a plaque with four big characters. It seemed that there were some years. Obviously, he didn't know which dynasty's senior officials were sent here to spread their branches and leaves.

"Don't go in!"

Seeing that the little boy raised his foot to push the door in, an Sudong quickly put out his hand to stop him, "take what I gave you home, practice according to that book every day, and remember not to let others see it, otherwise there will be disaster."

Children don't know how important it is, but children in the countryside are always afraid of disaster.

Hearing that there would be disaster when others saw it, he turned pale and shook his head again and again. "Big brother, don't worry, I only look at it by myself."

"In the small bottle for you is the marrow washing pill. You can eat it when you go back. It's better to find a river and take a bath." An Sudong looked up at the door face of the fierce ghost with two blue faces and tusks, and a smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

The little boy scratched his head and didn't understand what he meant.

Why do you have to take a bath by the river.

However, he didn't understand, but he still remembered that when he ate, he found a small river. There was one in front of his own house. There was no need to look for it.

"Go back!"

An Sudong never pushed the door.

At last, the little boy looked at an Sudong and felt that he was strange. If someone came to the ancestral hall, the village head would not agree and would be beaten when he went back. But now people are in danger, and no one cares about it.

When we meet, we will send a piece of fragrant fire. Maybe things are right and people are wrong when we meet in the future.

An Sudong sighed in his heart. With a hard hand and a squeak, the door was pushed open, and a large cloud of dust fell down. For a long time, no one had cleaned the place.

After the gate was opened, there was a table for offering sacrifices on the opposite side. There were memorial tablets and censers on the table. Below was a half person high tea table, which was used to place tributes. But now there were only a few messy broken bowls, which were full of rotten and moldy food.

A strong smell made him hold his nose and walk in step by step.

"The Yin Qi is heavy, and people have been killed."

An Sudong made a preliminary judgment and looked up at the log covered with cobwebs. There was a red line hanging down in the middle. Along the red line, he inserted it directly into the ground.

"Found it!"

An Sudong raised his hand and a relegated immortal sword appeared in his palm. He waved it to the ground and cut it in like tofu.

At the same time, on the top of the hill where an Sudong came before, the gray haired old man's face was tight, and a mouthful of old blood gushed out. His face was ferocious and roared, "younger generation, you are bad for me, I want your life!"

Dark clouds top, suddenly clear sky thousands of miles into a dark cloud pressure City, an angry roar with cold wind and rain poured into the ancestral hall.

An Sudong did not move. He squinted at the outside, and sure enough, a black cloud came from here, and he was very murderous.

"See you again!"

An Sudong didn't expect that it would be the old man. "It's harmful to people's lives. It's harmful to Tianhe. Why don't you go to the three thousand Avenue, but you have to go this evil way?"

His voice was like thunder, hovering and roaring in the sky of Xiaxi village for a moment, just like rolling thunder.