I Really Don’t Know How To Practice

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"He's very young."

These four words lingered in everyone's ears, and everyone's eyes couldn't help looking at the younger generation present.

Shengzi of Shengdao Palace, Tangyan of Tangmen, Wei Kuang in the south, Lingran in Baituoshan, and Han Xu in the north.

If there is no accident, the person who should be robbed by the high priest should be among these few people.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be here by such a coincidence.

The title of the person who should be tribulated has also appeared once a long time ago.

The person who responded to the robbery last time was the founding emperor of the Great Wu Dynasty.

At that time, it was the proud son of heaven who started the flames of war on the mainland, ruined all the luck of the previous dynasty, and established today's Dawu Dynasty on the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

Now the world is unified, there is no large-scale war, people live and work in peace and contentment, and even martial arts has ushered in unprecedented prosperity.

The people of the world are very satisfied with this peaceful state. No one wants to see the flames of war reignite, and the lives will be ruined. Therefore, no one wants to see this person who should be robbed appear.

If there is such a person, it may become the common enemy of the world.

King Wei also became nervous. Although he didn't like the Witch God Sect, he also knew that the high priest would never make fun of astronomical calculations, let alone use this matter to kill people with a knife.

So since he said so, the person who should be robbed must exist.

As the master of the southern border, once he finds someone who should be robbed here, he will be duty-bound.

It's okay if it's someone else, but what if it's Wei Kuang, or Han Xu?

How should he deal with it?

The king of Wei didn't know, so he could only take a step forward for the time being.

The others were also like Wei Wang in their hearts, guessing who was the one who should be robbed.

"Master, who are you?" Qing'er asked in a low voice.

"I don't have the time to care about who is the one who should be robbed, as long as it's not me." Han Xu honestly expressed his thoughts.

As he spoke, he saw that the high priest had already walked onto the altar.

He put on a mask with a hideous pattern, like a demon.

After putting on the mask, the aura of the high priest suddenly began to rise, as if it merged with the pulsation of heaven and earth.

"The high priest has indeed stepped into the realm of harmony between man and nature!" Many people present sighed.

When the aura of the high priest reached its peak, layers of dark clouds suddenly appeared in the cloudless clear sky, the surrounding wind was strong, and the light dimmed.

The high priest began to speak some mysterious language that others could not understand. On the eight stone pillars around the altar, flames suddenly sprang up and burned blazingly.

Except for the area around the altar, everyone found that the space around the top of the mountain began to rotate and twist.

They seemed to be taken into another world. Qing'er and Yingying held Han Xu's hand tightly. The two of them had never seen such a strange scene before, and felt dizzy. Only then can you feel at ease in your heart.

"Don't be afraid." Han Xu comforted the two of them.

"This is the great prophecy in the legend!" Beside Han Xu, Yan Si also exclaimed. He was born in the grass and lakes, and he knows more about these things in the rivers and lakes than Han Xu.

Therefore, when he saw this famous big prophecy with his own eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little turbulent in his heart.

Han Xu reminded in a low voice: "Don't forget your identity."

Hearing Han Xu's words, Yan Si immediately calmed down a lot.

"General Han, do you think His Majesty has expected it, so let us come to the southern border. In fact, our mission is to be the one who should be robbed?"

Han Xu didn't answer. He couldn't tell Yan Si that he was actually here to do the gilding for his merits. Even if he didn't do anything this trip, after returning, there would be a censor to draw up a credit book for the Emperor Wu to discuss his meritorious deeds. reward.

"It's rare to see it, let's see it first."

At this time, the high priest's body was shining like the brightest star in this dark world.

Then, suddenly, he raised his head to the sky and screamed, took out a bone dagger, and cut open his wrist, spilling blood into the sky.

But what is strange is that the blood that flowed out did not fall to the ground, but flew up into the sky and the center.

At the same time, a beam of light rose from the body of the high priest, shooting directly through the sky.

Strips of spiritual power turned into silk threads and flowed up the beam of light. These spiritual powers were clearly the high priest's own spiritual power.

"What is he doing?" Many people wondered.

Yang Xiu looked sadly at the figure of the high priest with his arms outstretched, and said, "He is sacrificing himself."

"Sacrifice yourself?"

"That's right, Tiansuan is actually communicating with the witch gods in the sky, but ordinary people need to pay a huge price if they want to communicate with the gods."

"The price is that the strong man in the realm of harmony between man and nature will use himself as a sacrifice, and use all his strength as the price to open the channel connecting heaven and earth."

"Is there really a **** in this world?" Ling Ran asked.

Yang Xiu said firmly: "Of course there is, at least, the witch **** is a real god."

The scene at the altar was clearly transmitted, and even those who failed to enter the mountain saw everything.

Among the crowd, one tall and one short looked different from other pious believers.

"Do you think the Holy Son will be the one who should be robbed?"

"Besides the Holy Son, who else is qualified?"

"If it's really the Holy Son, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to take him away safely. After all, King Wei is also here."

"When the time comes, I will go and restrain King Wei. You are good at escapism, and you are responsible for bringing the son back to the palace. I believe the palace master has already made perfect arrangements."

At this time, the screen changed, and after the spiritual power of the high priest sank into the sky, near the beam of light, black clouds churned, forming a terrifying huge vortex. Because the cloud layer was very thick, this vortex seemed to be on top of everyone's heads, and the sense of oppression was extremely high. strong.

In the vortex, lightning flashes and thunder rumbles, and at the end of the vortex, a majestic and boundless divine gate is faintly visible~www.wuxiaspot.com~ However, the divine gate is closed tightly, no matter how much spiritual power is injected by the high priest, there is still nothing. Variety.

The breath of the high priest was already very weak, and his already rickety body seemed to be about to fall down at any moment.

His spiritual power has been almost exhausted.

However, he was not willing to give up like this.

His obsession is not to figure out who is the one who should be robbed, but to see the faith in his heart, Lord Sorcerer God.

Seeing this situation, Yang Xiu said: "Master High Priest, give up, maybe Lord Wu Shen doesn't want to see us."

"I have served Lord Sorcerer God all my life, how could Lord Sorcerer God refuse to see me, that's impossible!"

"It must be because I don't have enough power to sacrifice!"

"Since my strength alone is not enough, then use the power of the entire Witch God Sect."

After finishing speaking, the high priest's eyes shone with a terrible and decisive light. He formed a seal with his hands, and the earth began to shake. Countless rocks on the mountain collapsed, and the aura of the entire Wushen Mountain gathered here.

The flowers, plants and trees on the mountain withered in an instant, and the sacred mountain, which was originally full of aura, became lifeless and lifeless in a blink of an eye.

Even outside the mountain, the huge protective array collapsed because it lost the support of aura, and people could enter and exit at will.

After a brief shock, those devout believers flocked to the holy mountain like a tide.

Because, after such a huge sacrifice of spiritual energy, a gap was finally opened in that majestic divine gate in the sky.

A sense of antiquity leaked out from the door, shocking the soul.

The high priest said loudly to the sky: "My lord, the Witch God!"