The guard of huangquan gate is much more strict than Yang Xuan''s last visit. The hijacking of his own saint is a great humiliation to huangquan gate. Yang Xuan can imagine the anger of the top level of huangquan gate.
Yang Xuan walked through all kinds of strange buildings at will. His purpose this time is to explore the mysterious God of the yellow spring.
There was a vague idea in his mind that the God of the yellow spring might have some mysterious connection with the black pearl.
Otherwise, the black bead won''t send out that strange fluctuation last time.
The whole huangquan gate, like a cobweb, moved closer to the center. In fact, Nannan''s Saint temple is not in the center of the cobweb, but close to the front.
Yang Xuan''s heart suddenly moved after a few turns.
The feeling of being stared at came again.
The black bead vibrated for a moment, but it hid in an instant. It seemed that it was afraid of disturbing something.
Several waitresses hurried past Yang Xuan with some items in their hands. Yang Xuan moved in his heart and quietly followed them behind.
With their twists and turns, Yang Xuan found himself in front of a building.
"Your Highness, the time has come. Please take a bath and change your clothes!" a maid stood outside the door and shouted.
A strange color appeared in Yang Xuan''s eyes.
Saint? There are other saints at the huangquan gate?
After God''s thoughts were swept away, he found that there was indeed a woman wearing a white mask in the building. The breath emitted from her body was very similar to that of the girls of that day.
The maid''s voice came in. The saint didn''t answer. With a slight wave of her sleeve, the door had been opened.
Several maids filed in, knelt respectfully on the ground and presented the things in their hands.
Yang Xuan saw that it was a long black dress with strange decoration.
After the saint changed into a long black dress under the service of several maidens, the whole person showed a cold and dark breath, which made people cold.
Footsteps came. In Yang Xuan''s mind, outside the building, a large number of huangquan gate disciples lined up in strange teams, holding strange musical instruments that Yang Xuan had never seen before, came to the door and waited.
"The time has come, please move to the temple of the yellow spring!" a voice came, and a man walked out of the black fog, his face serious and cold.
It was Mu Gu, the vice leader of huangquan sect, whom Yang Xuan had seen before.
Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and could let Mu Gu meet him in person. The treatment of this saint is not low.
The virgin of the yellow spring came out and went to Mu Gu.
Mugu bowed, put his right hand on his chest and said respectfully, "always serve my God!"
The saint stretched out her hands and made a strange gesture. Her mouth also made a cold voice: "always worship my God!"
Mugu saluted again and respectfully retreated to one side.
At this time, other disciples of huangquan sect began to play the musical instrument in their hands, making a sound like a ghost crying, which was creepy.
Mu Gu waved his arm and sent out an invisible force to gently lift the virgin of the yellow spring.
The team began to walk, with strange and strange vocal music, slowly but orderly towards the center of the cobweb.
Yang Xuan was not too close to him. He always felt that a pair of eyes were watching him in the dark, making him alert.
Before long, the team had reached the central area of huangquan gate.
This is a huge square made entirely of black stones, simple and mysterious.
Around the square, there are nine huge stone pillars with mysterious patterns. When you look carefully, you can''t see clearly.
At this time, the huge square was full of disciples of huangquan gate, dressed in uniform and standing solemn.
When the honor guard of the virgin of the yellow spring came, everyone knelt down and touched the ground on their forehead, but there was no sound.
The honor guard of the virgin of huangquan didn''t stop. She went straight through the disciples of huangquan gate kneeling on the ground and came directly to the center of the square.
There is a huge altar in the middle of the square. Around the altar, there are eight black faced ghost attendants, and in the middle of the altar, there are four people wearing white clothes and white masks.
Yang Xuan''s eyes fell on the four people, showing solemnity in his eyes.
From those four people, he felt a stronger breath than the black faced waiter.
The virgin of the yellow spring and Mu Gu came under the altar. Everyone else spread out in all directions and knelt on the ground, including Mu Gu. They all retreated and knelt in front of the crowd.
Only the virgin of the yellow spring walked up the altar step by step.
Eight nigger attendants knelt down and made a neat voice: "always serve my God!"
The virgin of the yellow spring was noncommittal. After climbing the steps, she walked to the center of the altar.
Four people in white bowed slightly and said in unison, "always serve my God!"
The virgin of the yellow spring still didn''t speak. She went straight to the center of the altar and stood still.
At this moment, there were more than 10000 disciples of the huangquan gate in the huge square. No one stood and knelt on the ground except the huangquan saint and the four people in white.
At this time, it was late at night. The originally dark sky was even more gloomy. The torches around gave out a faint blue light and fell on the faces of the disciples of huangquan gate, which looked very mysterious.
Time seemed strangely still.
I don''t know how long later, a black fog suddenly appeared on the altar, and then a figure appeared in the black fog.
"Welcome to the headmaster!"
All the disciples of huangquan sect made a neat and uniform sound, which was full of enthusiasm.
When the black fog dispersed, a man appeared on the altar, wearing a black robe embroidered with strange patterns, which looked very mysterious.
As soon as he appeared, he took a look in the direction of Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan was cluttering in his heart. Has this man found him?
But the leader of huangquan sect just looked here and took back his eyes.
"The time has come, and the sacrifice begins!"
There was a cold sound in the door of the palm of the yellow spring gate. Then, he knelt slowly on the ground and raised his hands in front of the virgin of the yellow spring.
As he knelt down, all the disciples of huangquan sect raised their hands and showed enthusiasm in their eyes.
Instead of kneeling down, the four men in white turned to face the virgin of the yellow spring, put their arms on their chest, and began to make a mysterious sound in their mouth.
The sound came from the four people, spread all over the night sky and echoed in the square.
Although Yang Xuan couldn''t understand the voice of the four people, he felt inexplicably that this voice was to summon something, or to communicate with something.
This process lasted for a long time. I don''t know how long, Yang Xuan suddenly felt a very cold breath coming to the altar.
"Welcome my God!" the head of the huangquan sect, who had been kneeling on the altar, was prostrate on the ground with his forehead touching the ground.
"Welcome my God!" all the disciples of the huangquan sect prostrated on the ground and touched the ground with their foreheads.
The four people in white who had never knelt down also knelt on the ground, put their hands on the ground, palms to the sky, and made a solemn and serious voice: "welcome my God."
The cold smell became stronger. Within a moment, the whole altar was shrouded in the cold smell.
With the advent of the cold breath, the body of the closed eyed huangquan Saint standing in the center of the altar began to tremble violently, as if something was entering her body.
At one moment, the trembling of the virgin of the yellow spring stopped, and then she slowly opened her eyes.
And her whole eyes have completely turned black.
At this time, the black bead in Yang Xuan''s body suddenly vibrated violently.