However, in the sound of Zongtu''s singing, it seems that a mysterious force is gathering the morning glow which covers the earth in the morning, forming a light Python shape behind Zongtu''s thin.
Python shaped light and shadow huge without friends, nearly 10 meters high, revealing a ferocious atmosphere.
With the singing of Zongtu, the python shaped light and shadow become more and more solid, the snake scales emitting cold light are also clear, and the breath is more and more strong. It rolls around and soon forms a strong wind howling.
This is Wu Gong Zong''s Wu mang man soul?
Under the oppression of Zongtu black Python''s wild soul, Chen Xun''s consciousness was violently impacted, and set off a raging wave. However, when the python like light and shadow fell on black scale cunning like lightning, the long dead black scale cunning began to vibrate violently.
Although there was no sound, Chen Xun could hear the unyielding roar of the ghost of black scale cunning in his mind.
Roaring and roaring quickly formed a huge wave of impulses, which hit Chen Xun''s consciousness wave by wave.
Chen Xun seemed to be under infinite pressure, his brain would expand, and he would almost be stunned by the continuous impact of this wave.
Zong Ya around him is also all over tight, silently bearing the impact of the scream of the black cunning ghost.
Chen Xun clenched his teeth and insisted on it. He didn''t know how long it took before he saw that the body of the cunning beast was slowly calming down. At this time, the scream of the ghost just formed in his mind was silent, as if nothing had happened.
Is this where the ghost is sealed?
Is the ghost sealed for soul sacrifice?
Chen Xun was full of doubts. At the same time, he didn''t think that the ghost of the evil beast was so powerful that he had to use all his strength to seal it. If he was alive, what would be shocking?
Wugongzong''s picture is full of frilled forehead and sweat beads the size of soybeans. He thinks that he is really old. He instructs several Manwu to take out the huge wood and rope and prepare to carry the beast, which weighs nearly 3000 Jin, over the mountains and back to the stockade.
Chen Xun lies on the back of zongya and enters the stockade with his deep and shallow feet.
The shed made of stone and wood is half a foot deep.
Chen Xun sat down on the stone bed with the animal skin mattress. He saw that zongya was a little restless. He knew that the soul sacrifice feast for animals was a rare event for the Wu mang tribe. Zongya was still young and curious, so he urged him to come to the stone hall to help: "I have nothing to do here. Go to find ah Gong. Maybe ah Gong has something to tell you."
"Are you really OK?" Zongya had long wanted to run to see ah Gong and ah Shu discuss with Nan Liao about the soul sacrifice, but he was not sure about Chen Xun''s injury.
"What can I do for you?" Chen Xun said.
"Well, if you have anything to do, let someone call me; here you are." Zongya took out a small package of animal skin from his arms, put it into Chen Xun''s hand, and turned around to come out of the shed.
He left in a panic. He left the hut and forgot to bow his head. "Bang" hit the door shelf, almost collapsing Chen Xun''s shabby hut.
Kusaixun shook his head, but he didn''t think it was something for him.
Zongya''s cultivation of Manwu is in the critical period of breaking through the third level and entering the middle level of Manwu. This wumang pill was given to him by a gong Zongtu province.
Chen Xun knew that zongya didn''t talk much, but he had a straight temper. He would never take back what he gave away, which made him headache. He had to put this black Python pill close to his body first.
In the first few months of his stay in wumang, Chen Xun lived with Zongtu and zongya in the stone house of Gongshi.
However, don''t say that he is an outsider. He is the son of Wu mang. He has to support himself by the age of thirteen or fourteen.
After living in Gongshi stone house for a few months, with the help of zongya, he found an open space near Gongshi stone house and cut wood to build his own shed.
The shack is simple, and the four walls are airtight. There are no other things except earth stoves, stone beds covered with animal skin mattresses, and a few notched pottery pots. But here Chen Xun lives in Wu Mang and in this barren mountain.
Although Chen Xun''s strength and physical strength are comparable to those of the first two or three levels of martial arts, the first level of martial arts of Wu mang department is not only strong, but also proficient in bow and spear fighting.
In Chen Xun''s eyes, the middle steps of enlightened manhun are more like killing machines. They are the core and main force of wumang''s deep roots, fishing and hunting in Mangya mountain.
Chen Xun is not qualified to be the main force. Every time he goes fishing and hunting with Wu mang Manwu, his share of food is still very limited, which is far from enough to meet the consumption of his special training method.
Fortunately, in the past three years, Chen Xun learned Manwen from a gong Zongtu and was able to identify 30 or 40 kinds of herbs in Mangya mountain, which became his ability to settle down in the stockade.
If he can''t get out of Mangya mountain, Chen Xun thinks that the best way for him to stay in Wu mang department is to become a witch doctor. Recently, he is also learning how to make magic medicine with a gong Zongtu.
These animal skin medicine books were given to him by a gong Zongtu.
As an outsider, Chen Xun can''t practice the secret science of black python. Even if he stays and works as a witch doctor, he can improve and modify the common witch medicine by virtue of what he learned in the earth before, and finally he can only be an ordinary witch.Chen Xun was also sad to think about whether he had a chance to go out of the Mangya mountains and see the outside world, and whether he had a slim chance to return to the earth and get together with his relatives.
At this time, zongya came into the door and saw Chen Xun bow his head and say nothing. Zongya also knew what he was thinking. He looked outside the door. No one else passed the shack and told Chen Xun: "just now, when the meeting was held in the stone hall, my grandfather said that you had made great achievements this time and should be accepted into the clan. Finally, uncle Nan Liao reluctantly agreed to let you participate in the soul sacrifice three days later. If you have to be approved by Manzu Ling before worshiping, you will be handed down with Manwu skills. "
"I''m not a Wu mang people. How can I get the approval of Wu mang Zu Ling?" Chen Xun said with a bitter smile.
Chen Xun couldn''t know what happened to the soul sacrifice, but he was brought to this place from the earth for no reason. It had nothing to do with the ancestral blood of Wu mang. How could he be recognized by the ancestral spirit of Wu Mang and realize the spirit of man?
Zongya scratched his head, but he didn''t know how to explain to Chen Xun. He just told him in the words of ah Gong: "ah Gong said that all things have spirits, and the eight barbarians are all gods and demons. Ah Gong said, "this is a chance you deserve. If you can succeed, you have to have a try."
No matter how slim the opportunity is, as long as there is a chance, Chen Xun has some expectations.
"Don''t tell him about it. I''ve been waiting for you." Zongya was afraid of being scolded by a gong, so he ordered Chen Xun to say something extra.
For the next three days, the Wu mang department is preparing for the soul sacrifice.
In the past decades, Wu Mang''s Department has not carried out several soul sacrifices. Once, it was grand and incomparable.
But it''s strange that the only people who are in charge of the ceremony are those who are in charge of it.
Chen Xun stayed in the stockade to recover, but he didn''t go out to the mountain to collect medicine. It was not until the night before the big sacrifice that ah Gong Zongtu came back.
As soon as Zongtu came back, he asked zongya to call Chen Xun to the stone hall. From his arms, he took out a remnant of a silk book carefully wrapped in animal skin: "the cultivation of Manwu depends more on the daily hard work. For thousands of years, only three or five people have been able to awaken manhun in March or may. Nan Liao, they agree that you should participate in the soul sacrifice, but you only have one night''s chance to understand. I don''t think you will get much. I went out this time and found an old friend to exchange this volume of silk... "
Chen xunzai knew that a gong Zongtu had come out these two days, but he was going to exchange his private possession for his practice. He knelt down gratefully and cried out: "a gong..."
"Silly child..." Zongtu stretched out his hand as thin as a bird''s claw and stroked Chen Xun''s shoulder.
Silk handed over the emotion of the book, sitting on the end of the book.
The cover writing is a little vague, and can barely recognize the four big characters of "Daoyun canjie". At the bottom left, there are five small characters "written by Taoist Qingmu". On the first page of the silk manuscript, it is written: "the trace of heaven, the terrain, the Daoyun of heaven, all things have spirit, and the imagination is the law..."
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