novelden Chapter 325 Xu Qing summons Yuan Sheng, sacrifices to evil gods, 81 people die
Chapter 325 Xu Qing summons Yuan Sheng, sacrifices to evil gods, 81 people die
Xu Qing took out a dark green bottle, opened the cork, and phantoms emitting a faint glow flowed out of the bottle.
Those flickering lights, after leaving the dark green vial, rose slowly.
Xu Qing silently recited the mantra, guided by her true energy, and under her guidance, the rays of light slowly flew to the top of the blood-colored high platform.
After a while, the altar seemed to be nourished, and it shook slightly, and a misty holy light bloomed.
In the blink of an eye, a virtual image of a giant appeared in the room.
The pair of bright golden eyes that were born in life are not the round pupils of human beings, but rather like the eyes of poisonous snakes.
The virtual image was bathed in holy light, its golden eyes turned slightly, and it looked at Xu Qing who was kneeling below indifferently, without any expression on his face.
"It's you, calling me?"
After a long time, the virtual image of the giant spoke indifferently.
Xu Qing's figure trembled slightly, he knelt down immediately, and said excitedly: "Xu Qing, a believer, kowtow to the Yuansheng Supreme!"
"Er, what do you want?"
Yuan Sheng Zhizun's voice resounded in Xu Qing's mind like Hong Zhong Da Lu.
Xu Qing kowtowed and said, "I beg the Supreme Lord to preside over the death ceremony for me!"
After speaking, Xu Qing waved his hand and shot out a beam of real energy, which precisely hit a wall in the room.
The next moment, the mechanism inside the top floor of Shanhe Building was triggered, and figures tied to the pillars slowly came out from behind the bricks.
The wooden stakes that tied the living people quietly formed a strange rune pattern in the room.
And in the center of the pattern, a golden futon appeared.
Xu Qing walked over slowly, and sat cross-legged on the futon.
At the same time, the golden futon is like a human blood vessel, constantly spreading towards the surroundings.
Every bloody line extended from the futon and drilled into a wooden stake.
After a while, the bloody line drilled into the human body on the stake along the stake.
The bodies of those in a coma trembled slightly, but none of them came to life right now.
Looking at the entire room, a total of 81 blood lines stretched out from under the futon, and each blood line connected to a living person on the wooden stake.
Xu Qing sat cross-legged on the futon, pinched the magic formula, and continuously absorbed the spirits and spirits of those ninety-nine 81 living people, injecting them into his body.
In the dantian, Xu Qing's own spirit, energy and spirit are also being stimulated by the formula at this moment, and they are constantly gathering into a ball.
Even inside the Niwan Palace, there is a stream of Dao Primordial Spirit power hanging down like a mist condescendingly.
On the blood-red altar, the corners of the lips of Yuan Sheng Supreme's phantom image slightly raised. He bent down and took a sharp breath at the people on the wooden stake, and the spirit of living people passed through it. The altar, I don't know where it was sent to the void!
Swallowing those 'sacrifices' in one gulp, a trace of satisfaction appeared on the face of Yuan Sheng Supreme.
Immediately, in the golden vertical pupil of the phantom, the light of greed flashed away.
"81 people's death law."
Above the void, Yuan Sheng Supreme spoke slowly.
"Even with my blessing, there will be no one in a hundred who will succeed in this technique."
"Er, have you decided?"
There was a little bewitching voice in the virtual image's tone, and the golden vertical pupils also slowly swept across Xu Qing's body.
"If you can find 1000 people, I can perform the Great Ritual of Rebirth and help you reincarnate."
"No need!"
Xu Qing said calmly: "Please go to the law of rebirth!"
On the top floor of Shanhe Building, the seal in Xu Qing's hand is constantly changing. On the phantom image of Yuan Sheng Supreme, there are streaks of gray mist-like power constantly circulating in the room.
After a while, on the stake, one after another unconscious figures slowly floated above the void.
Vaguely, these forces were about to condense into a death pill in Xu Qing's body.
At the price of 81 years of lifespan, by fusing the endless power of the primordial spirit in the Niwan Palace with the medicinal power of the Rebirth Pill, you can use the [-] people's reincarnation method to obtain a part of the chance to reincarnate and rebuild.
But, as Na Yuansheng Zhizun said, a mere [-]% success rate immediately dissuaded most people.
After all, this method of reincarnation has a success rate of about one percent, which is still quite low.
Right now, Xu Qing forcibly chooses the death ceremony, which is equivalent to taking 30 years of life money to gamble on a future that is very likely to lose.
In fact, according to the method of the Great Ritual Ceremony taught to her by Yan Fu, as long as 1000 people are found to hold the Great Ritual Ritual, with the presidency of Yuan Sheng Supreme, the success rate of reincarnation has already reached [-]%!
However, Xu Qing didn't hesitate for too long, and directly chose the method of 81 people's death.
There is no other, because on these pillars, the prisoners in the death row in Linjiang City are all tied up.
No one would care about the death of these people at all.
Throughout Linjiang City, in the past few decades, there have been fewer and fewer people in the cells, especially those prisoners who have been sentenced to death, the number is pitifully small.
Over the years, she has used means to get so many death row prisoners without anyone noticing, and imprisoned them in the institutions in Shanhe Tower, so that one day, she can hold a death ceremony.
As for the sacrifice to the death of 1000 people, Xu Qing never thought of doing so from the beginning to the end.
These 81 death-row inmates died as soon as they died. Although they felt a little bit like using their power for personal gain, these prisoners already deserved to die. For Xu Qing, there was not much psychological burden.
If she was asked to kill [-] innocent people, it was just to give herself a funeral to prolong her life, this kind of magic method made Xu Qing, who came from the Taoist sect, somewhat unacceptable.
Xu Qing sat cross-legged on the futon, with her hands constantly doing magic tricks, but her eyes fell on those people who were tied to the wooden stakes.
"You were born in Linjiang City and grew up in Linjiang City. If you commit a capital crime, you are also in Linjiang City."
"Linjiang City!"
Xu Qing slowly looked up at the sky.
She let out a long sigh.
"I, Xu Qing, and my husband have protected you for the rest of my life, so now I want these 81 death row prisoners to protect me once, isn't it too much?"
Xu Qing felt ashamed and murmured in a low voice.
At this moment, Zhong Changsheng rode a red-eyed white tiger to the outside of the Shanhe Tower in Linjiang City.
Right now, outside Shanhe Tower, there are hundreds of city guards guarding it with tenacity. On each floor, there are several gatekeepers of Human Dao Palace guarding it.
On the back of the red-eyed white tiger, Zhong Changsheng raised his eyes to look at the Nine Mountains and Rivers Tower, and then slowly closed his eyes.