Chapter 313： 313 secret

Chapter 313 Chapter 313 Secret

In the Loess Canyon.

Go to the official road of Erythronia.

Knife marks as deep as ditches can be seen everywhere, and deep pits that were trampled out are scattered in all directions.

Jin Yuan was panting like a cow, staring viciously at the figure in black opposite him.

His body seems to have shrunk at this time, obviously shrunk by a large circle.

The complexion of the complexion is also much darker, and the eyes are even more tired. I don't know what I have gone through to reach this point.

"You Daoists are going to take the initiative to provoke trouble, right?! Intercepting the poor monk halfway, do you really think we dare not do it?"

That's not how he talked at first.

Who is he? The dignified Jinyuan, the Grandmaster of the Western Sect, when encountering obstacles, naturally rushed over and crushed everything.

Then he rushed over, and the two people around him disappeared.

It was cool when I rushed, and at that moment, two people around me were intercepted and killed.

Two Lingluos were killed on the spot.

Jin Yuan was furious immediately, and fought with Ming Yuan.

Then the two of them fought fiercely for more than an hour.

"According to the decree of the sect, our Taoism does not cause trouble, but we are not afraid of trouble. I hope that Master Jin Yuan will go to Zaitong, and don't randomly frame him. If there is any doubt, we will conduct an internal investigation. How to punish is our own responsibility. Say."

Ming Yuan didn't speak, but another female voice answered loudly.

Jin Yuan was extremely aggrieved.

He has also heard of this Mingyuan, a guy who was originally hidden deeply in Tianbao Palace.

In the past two years, he has started appearing frequently in various places to clean up chores for the Daoist Church.

The weirdest thing is that this Mingyuan's strength is sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

It seems that he is completely adjusting temporarily according to the opponent he faces.

He also saw this point just now.

Ming Yuan, a guy who was unremarkable before, actually had a tie with him.

"Okay, I'll remember. But if your Taoist really committed a crime, then I'm afraid your Tianbao Palace will not be able to resist!" Jin Yuan said ruthlessly.

"Then don't bother you." The female voice beside Ming Yuan replied.

He himself also had a pale complexion, gripped the handle of the knife tightly, and put it back into the sheath.

Jin Yuan snorted coldly, not daring to talk nonsense, and quickly walked across the small canyon.

This time, Ming Yuan didn't stop him, but just stood aside quietly, watching him leave.

His purpose has been achieved.

Jin Yuan's accompanying masters were gone, and Jin Yuan himself was also severely injured, a small part of his spiritual line was swallowed up, and his strength dropped sharply in a short period of time.

This is already the limit of what he can do now.

Next, Daozi can only rely on Zhang Ying himself.

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Xuekui Island itself is not big.

Except for the Blue God Mansion on the top cliff, the rest are slave-like people living in the forest basin below.

These people are the food reserves kept here by the Blood God Thief. Whenever they are unable to go hunting due to weather, they will choose some from the island residents as meat to supplement their nutrition.

Zhang Rongfang went around in and out of the Lanshen Mansion, but found nothing useful.

Except for the idol.

The little **** statue didn't have any cracks, and its integrity was much stronger than the **** statue he assembled before.

In addition, they finally found the bones of the treasure hunting team member named Cheng Luo.

Her body was eaten to only half of it, and it was hung in the back kitchen to make jerky.

"She is Sister Cheng Luo." Zhou Xinlan pointed seriously and calmly at the corpse strung on a wooden post.

There is no fear in his eyes, only habit.

Zhang Rongfang, Tian Ruyi and others stood in front of the wooden pillar, looking at the corpse above, they all fell silent.

A long time ago, they also heard that there were some barbarian natives on the sea, who were uncivilized and liked to eat human flesh.

Originally this was just a long-standing legend circulated in Erythrina, but unexpectedly, a real example appeared before my eyes.

And the ones who were eaten were still their own people!

Zhang Rongfang felt an indescribable anger in his heart.

He sent a master to hunt for treasure, but all members of the treasure hunting team were killed, and the treasure medicine was almost lost.

If it wasn't for good luck, maybe my second-level Golden Toad Kung Fu would be delayed for a long time.

My subordinates were killed and eaten alive as reserve meat. They died because of their own orders.

It was the first time for Zhang Rongfang to feel the feeling of being burdened with a heavy life in an instant.

I am different from before.

His words and deeds, every decision, are related to the safety of many people around him

"Continue to find the bones of the rest of the treasure hunting team. Take them back and bury them generously. The follow-up arrangements for their families must also be done well. Each family will be issued three times the pension."

Zhang Rongfang said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

The merchant ship steward Lin Xiaochi nodded solemnly.

"Daozi, what should we do with these people on this island? We found out that the aborigines on this island are not residents at all, but slaves robbed by blood **** robbers and ghost-masked men." Tian Ruyi from Qianshimen Shen asked.

"The slaves stay, hire them as laborers, and let them go after they get used to it slowly. As for the Blood God Thief and the Ghost-Mask Man," Zhang Rongfang was silent.

These are the real culprits who attacked the treasure hunting team.

"It's all slaughtered." He sighed.

"Yes." Tian Ruyi replied in a concentrated voice.

Except for the part they killed during the surprise attack, the Blood God Thief was dead and there were only three people left.

There are more than 80 ghost-faced men left.

The fate of this group of people also fell to the bottom at this moment.

Several people took Cheng Luo's broken body, wrapped it up carefully, and then arranged for a boat to transfer the things.

While the laborers and sailors on the merchant ship were busy carrying their belongings, Zhang Rongfang returned to the ship with the statue and the found volume of secret law called Bloody Sacrifice.

In the cabin.

He stood at the round glass window, gently playing with the mysterious statue in his hand.

From the remaining blood **** robbers on the island, he learned that the name of this statue is Blood God.

That is, the **** that all blood gods and ghost-faced men worship together.

It's just this god, not recognized by any country.

In Daling, all religious religions that have not been officially registered and cataloged are esoteric religions.

is illegal.

Once entering the Great Spirit, such gods are secret gods, and they will be strangled and exterminated by the power of the Great Spirit official.

It is in the vast sea that there is this wild **** religion's living soil.

Zhang Rongfang carefully observed the statue.

The material of the **** statue is the same as the fragments of the **** statue he has come into contact with before.

seems to be the same material.

The entire statue has no trace of fit, as if it was carved out of a whole piece of material.

He lightly stroked the arm of the statue, his hands were cold and smooth, without any dust or stains.

Obviously someone wipes and maintains it carefully from time to time.

After browsing for a while, Zhang Rongfang did not find the mystery of the statue.

This thing looks like an ordinary sculpture.

He couldn't help but put down his things and picked up the volume of Blood Ritual.

In this volume of secret methods, martial arts are not like martial arts, and limit-breaking skills are not like limit-breaking skills, but more like a kind of.

"A kind of visualization method?" Zhang Rongfang suddenly thought of the visualization method he had seen in his previous life.

The so-called meditation is a special training method commonly used by sects to gather the spirit and strengthen the will.

He carefully looked at the text on the scroll, and the handwriting had been translated by the translator on board.

‘The great blood **** was born among the blood, and forged the throne in the boundless sea of ​​blood. '

‘He rules over infinite energy. '

‘He is in charge of infinite stamina. '

‘His arms flowed softly like blood. '

‘His five eyes are looking in different directions. That represents the five senses of life. '

‘The vortex under his seat represents that life comes from the unknown and goes to the unknown. '

‘When people worship it sincerely, those with outstanding aptitude may touch its supreme will. '

Behind the secret volume, there are a series of specific ways of worship, the things needed and so on.

Putting down the scroll, Zhang Rongfang looked at the statue of the blood **** again.

"It seems that if you don't really become a **** worshiper, you can't touch what the so-called gods and Buddhas are?"

He frowned.

From all signs, it can be seen that gods and Buddhas are the supreme source of ruling everything.

Dongzong explored the mysteries of gods and Buddhas, looking for a way for ordinary people to kill gods and warriors.

There seems to be the meaning of Emperor Ling behind it.

As a result, it was destroyed.

Who can make Emperor Ling voluntarily give up Dongzong whom he has cultivated for many years?

Besides gods and Buddhas, who else can there be?

‘God and Buddha. What exactly are they? '

Zhang Rongfang stared intently at the statue. Even his dark-light vision could not break through the surface skin of the statue, and he could only see the same scene as before.

The ship returned all the way, and time passed slowly.

After finding the precious medicine Yuxiang coral, Zhang Rongfang's major goal was also successfully achieved.

As for another big purpose.

He has no idea yet.

After studying the statue for a long time, but still without results, Zhang Rongfang stored it in the treasure room on the ship.

Night.

The waves beat against the boards outside the ship, and the ship shook.

Zhang Rongfang lay quietly on his back in the room, closed his eyes and rested quietly.

In the dark cabin, there are only round thick glazed windows, which cast a beam of clear moonlight.

‘Zhang Rongfang’

‘Zhang Rongfang’

A high-pitched voice kept calling Zhang Rongfang's name.

The volume of the sound is not loud, but amidst the noise of layers of waves hitting the hull, it is extremely clear and full of penetrating power.

Shua.

Zhang Rongfang opened his eyes, frowned, and sat up from the bed.

He listened carefully.

But at this time, there is only the sound of waves outside, and there is nothing else.

Zhang Rongfang looked around, thinking he had heard wrong. We must continue to lie down and continue to rest.

‘Zhang Rongfang’

The thin voice sounded again.

This time, he heard clearly.

The voice is neither male nor female, and the gender cannot be distinguished. The only thing that is certain is that it is sharp and uncomfortable.

"Who!?" Zhang Rongfang got out of bed, glanced in the cabin, but found nothing.

He walked to the window and looked out.

The waves outside are ups and downs, but everything is normal.

At this moment, the thin voice came again.

'come here. '

'come here'

This time, Zhang Rongfang heard clearly.

The voice came from outside the door.

He slowly put on a cloak and walked to the door.

Reach out and gently grasp the doorknob.

click.

The door opened.

A huge blood-red human face, as big as the door frame, was blocking the door.

There are five eyes on the human face, three on the top and two on the bottom.

It looks like the blood **** statue captured by Zhang Rong just now!

(end of this chapter)