Ancestor, Watch Over Me Chapter 89: The method of blood sacrifice
When the two sides were ten feet away, they stopped looking at each other and the swords were drawn.
Evaluating each other's strength, murderous aura is permeated.
After a moment.
The corpse-raising sect lord suddenly laughed and said enthusiastically: "Isn't this the patriarch of the Liu Family Liu?! See you today, the style is extraordinary!"
After that, I saw the disciples and elders around him still holding swords, and immediately reprimanded: "If you don't put things away from the guy, the Liu family is his own!"
After speaking, he blinked at them.
The elders of the disciples were taken aback for a moment, and they randomly comprehended the meaning of the Sect Master, and immediately took the swords one by one, and smiled and raised their hands to say hello to the Liu family.
"Hi! Brother, remember me? Last time we visited Chunhongyuan together!"
"Hey! Big guy, don't stare at me, see you look so temperamental, how about making friends?"
"Yeah, all of you guys are wearing armors, only one pair of eyes is leaking, but eyes are the windows of the soul, I know you must be just like me, kind people, don’t like killing lives, and all rivers and lakes like gentlemen Talk but don’t do it!"
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The disciples and elders of the corpse-raising sect were enthusiastic, like old friends who hadn't seen them for many years, and greeted everyone in the Liu family.
Liu Dahai was stunned, Liu Erquan was stunned, and the other elders, clansmen, and the sickle army stared at each other.
They touched the knives and swords in their hands, not knowing whether to chop or not.
Liu Tao smiled when he saw this.
The desire for survival of the Living Dead made him admire him with admiration.
Up to the suzerain and elders, down to the disciples, all of them are natural actors.
"We are here for the corpse raising method. After copying the corpse raising method, we will leave!" Liu Tao said, clarifying the purpose.
The corpse-raising sect master's heart was stunned. He guessed right. The Liu family came here not by accident, but with a purpose for a long time. He has even been eyeing them very early.
"The corpse-raising method is on these nine-sided stone tablets. Those who see it have a share. If the patriarch Liu wants to copy, he will copy it, regardless of us." The corpse-raising sect master laughed, but his heart was very uncomfortable.
If he hadn't made repeated evaluations and felt that he really couldn't beat the Liu family, he would not compromise.
Liu Tao was not welcome, and immediately copied it.
There are not many words on the nine stone tablets, but they are all very old words. Many words are not recognized. Liu Tao and others have no time to study on the spot. They can only copy it down like this, and then go back slowly. Decipher.
The corpse cultivator is not idle, and is quickly copying it.
Duan Tianlong color-coded the few remaining elders and disciples in the Unfeeling Valley, and several people immediately copied them, so that the corpse cultivator and the Liu family can care about the corpse raising method, they also want to study the study.
In the coffin.
Liu Fan swept through his perception, and quickly read the corpse-raising method on the nine stone tablets. The text is very old and most of them don't know it. Only the pictures can be seen clearly.
Nine stone steles with nine pictures inscribed.
The picture shows a coffin. As the corpse raising progresses, the corpse in the coffin is changing day by day and becoming stronger and stronger. Finally, it breaks out of the coffin and soars into the void.
This picture succinctly illustrates the power of corpse breeding.
Liu Liuhai watched his heart surging, and spoke to Liu Sanhai next to him: "Sanhai, you said that if we can decipher the corpse-raising method, according to the corpse-raising method, can we raise the ancestors? Also broke the coffin?!"
Liu Sanhai pursed his lips, wanting to say that my ancestors have been made into battle puppets by Liu Dahai and I. It is impossible for him to break the coffin in this life.
But seeing Liu Liuhai’s excited and expectant eyes, Liu Sanhai really couldn’t bear to hit him, so he nodded and said: “Liu Hai, you’re right. According to the corpse raising method, you can definitely take care of your ancestors. The ancestors raised it very well!"
When Liu Liuhai got the answer he wanted, he worked harder to copy.
Nine stone tablets, he copied four of them alone.
Everyone completed the copy, and then they all gathered in the middle of the square, in front of the black coffin on the altar.
The black coffin is made of unknown wood, majestic and majestic, carved with strange patterns, and exudes a mysterious atmosphere.
Liu Dahai's eyes lighted up, and he asked Liu Tao and others in a low voice, "Do you have any ideas to change the coffin for the ancestor?"
Liu Tao and the others haven’t replied yet, but the corpse-raising sect’s suzerain’s eyes lit up and immediately said: "It's better to cooperate, you take the coffin, and we take the corpse in the coffin!"
"Clan Chief Liu, are you interested in opening this coffin with us?" the Sect Master of the Corpse Cultivation Sect asked, with anticipation in his eyes.
Based on his many years of experience in dealing with corpses, there is definitely a very good corpse in this black coffin. If it can be obtained, it can be raised by the corpse method. After walking in the rivers and lakes, it will be more powerful. Avatar puppet.
"This black coffin is placed on the altar, as if it is a sacrifice. It is better not to open it easily!"
Liu Tao perceives this black coffin carefully, and has a very bad feeling, and refuses the proposal of the corpse-raising sect master.
The corpse-raising sect lord was not reconciled, and was about to continue to persuade Liu Tao, when a wind suddenly rose in the square.
"Woo woo woo"
It is the yin wind, the gray yin wind.
In the square, there was a cloud of mist for an instant, and it was already a few steps away from each other that they couldn't see clearly.
Everyone is on alert immediately.
Suddenly, someone fell to the ground with a bang.
Is a disciple of the corpse-raising school.
There was no scream, and he died on the ground like this.
There were no scars, but the blood was drained.
The corpse-raising sect master screamed for alert, and everyone stood in a circle.
Liu Tao also ordered everyone in the Liu family to stand together, not to be scattered, and to count the number of people at the same time.
"Patriarch, Ma San is gone!"
A sickle army screamed.
"Who saw Liu Dalu? Liu Dalu was gone. He was here just now." A member of the Liu family shouted, panicking all around.
"Don't panic, count the number of people, pay attention!" Liu Liuhai shouted, calming the panicked crowd.
The number of people was quickly counted. Except for Ma San and Liu Dalu, there were three sickle army and no one could be seen.
"Follow me and return the same way." Liu Tao immediately gave the order, and the suzerain of the Corpse Cultivation Sect also followed the action.
There was a mist in the eye. Everyone walked forward based on their feelings. After a half-pillar of incense, they still did not get out of the mist. Everyone realized that something was wrong.
When they came in just now, they were only a hundred steps away, and now they should leave here anyway.
"No good, someone else is missing!" Liu Erquan said in surprise. Just now there were seven or eight sickle soldiers following him. At the moment, when he turned around, no one was gone.
This made him face pale, and with his great Wuzong's strength, he didn't even notice it.
When the corpse-raising sect master heard this, he hurriedly counted the disciples around him, but he was shocked to find that, at some point, there were only a few dozen disciples left in the corpse-raising sect.
"There must be something dirty here!" The corpse-cultivating sect leader turned pale. He has been raising corpses for many years and dealing with dead people. The group has never seen such a weird scene like today.
"Huh!"
Liu Tao's palms came out, and the wind whizzed out, clearing the fog in front of him. Everyone looked at them, but was surprised.
They walked for a long time, and they turned around in the same place, with the black coffin in front of them.
"Look, the black coffin is bleeding."
A disciple of the corpse-raising school screamed, **** the black coffin.
Liu Tao and Liu Erquan~IndoMTL.com~ and the corpse-raising sect master and others, shot together, palm wind cleaved, clearing the fog around the black coffin, revealing the black coffin and the altar under the black coffin.
There were a lot of dead bodies lying on the altar, among them the one who had just disappeared.
Their blood flowed from the eyes, nose and ears, falling on the altar, following the mysterious patterns on the altar, and flowing into the black coffin. From a distance, it seemed as if the black coffin was bleeding.
In fact, the black coffin is sucking blood!
"This seems to be a very ancient method of blood sacrifice!" The Sect Master of the Corpse Cultivator said with a solemn expression, "The coffin in the coffin, I am afraid it is a big murder!"
As soon as the voice fell, the coffin vibrated.
"Kakaka"
The coffin board of the black coffin was being pushed aside, making a sour sound.
"Boom!"
A **** hand suddenly reached the edge of the coffin from the depths of the coffin.