Shamanism kills the god

The years are like the sunshine in winter, passing by in a hurry.

The snow-covered Sifang City, which was beyond recognition, ushered in a group of uninvited guests, who searched for results and left one by one.Gradually, no one set foot on this snow-covered land anymore. The Sifang City, which was famous in the past, was buried under the thick snow and ice, and disappeared in the long river of time.

One night three months later, the hazy moon shrouded the earth.In the middle of the night, the cold wind and snowflakes raged everywhere. Even the hungry wolf shivered from the cold and hid in the leeward cave.At this moment, there were five figures standing on the peak of the highest snow mountain.

"The winter in this fairy prison is longer and colder than expected!"

Mu Feng stood tall and straight on the top of the mountain facing the wind, looking at the rolling mountains and snow-covered forests in the distance.He was only wearing a thin green shirt, but he couldn't feel a trace of cold.A lot of snow fell on the bodies of the ghost servant Chusan and others standing behind him, but his body was clean and spotless.All the snow that fell from the sky turned into steam and disappeared before it even landed on him. [

After killing many demons in the Sifang City battle, Mu Feng did not leave here immediately, but retreated under the thick snow to meditate.Firstly, to avoid the eyes and ears of interested people; secondly, after plundering the source of power of Mu Renxiong and many demons, he took the opportunity to practice quietly and understand the way of cultivation.

This battle, the harvest is far beyond the previous expectations.

Not only did he accidentally obtain the treasure of the Qingtian Dadi Sifang Seal, he also beheaded Mu Renxiong, a powerful enemy, and robbed him and many demons of their original power.After some meditation, there were two huge auras in the body, and the huge true energy condensed into two air masses respectively, and there were faint signs of condensing the two talismans of the blood refining body and the Shanhe Sheji Jue.Once the cohesion is successful, it will not only break through to the saint realm in one fell swoop, but also usher in an unprecedented transformation.

From supernatural powers to talismans, this is a qualitative leap, and it is a symbol of comprehending the Dao of cultivation.Mu Renxiong and Qingming Old Demon are so powerful just by condensing one talisman. Once the tyrannical blood refinement and the Shanhe Sheji Art are all condensed into talismans, what will happen?

Sensing the changes and surging power fluctuations within one xt, Mu Feng is full of vigor and high spirits, full of expectations for the future.But Zhao Shuangshuang, the high priestess of the moon who was preparing to leave behind, and the endless mountains in the distance, couldn't help but feel a little lost.Flying out from the depths of the ice and snow, after summoning Xue Ying and others from the map of Shanhe Sheji, he heard the news that the high priestess Zhao Shuangshuang was about to leave.

"Winter here has always been extremely long!"

Standing on a high snow-capped mountain, looking at the plausible land under his feet, Zhao Shuangshuang looked complicated and his eyes were red.There is an inseparable nostalgia and reluctance for this snow-covered land.

"My lord priest, the Immortal Prison is now in turmoil. There are ruthless devils and hordes of heavenly demons everywhere. The painting world, which has its own world, is actually a paradise in troubled times. You should think about it carefully, and you are leaving now. Going?" Mu Feng turned around, looking at the high priestess Zhao Shuangshuang and Zifu Layman standing behind her.

She has a slender figure, with a pair of big clear eyes under the crooked eyebrows; thin shoulders, a pointed chin...

Standing in the wind and snow, Zhao Shuangshuang, the high priestess of the moon, quickly reminded him of a person, Jing Shuang, who had heard nothing for many years.The latter's voice, appearance, and appearance, and what happened to them on the road to the Poison Sect when they depended on each other for their fate, came to mind one after another.

"Although the painting world is good, it is a pity that no matter how good it is, it is not our hometown."

Zhao Shuangshuang looked a little lonely, paused, and then said: "Mr. Mu, the little girl is no longer a priest. From now on, please call me Zhao Shuangshuang. Grandpa and I appreciate your kindness. However, since we know There is a wider world outside, and we all want to go out for a walk. The Sifang City is gone, the Zhao Mansion and the people are gone, and we have nothing to miss."

Without hesitation, Zhao Shuangshuang politely refused Mu Feng's request to stay.

During these three months, Mu Feng lurked under the iceberg to meditate, but she walked around the map of Shanhe Sheji, and learned a lot of things through the demon ghost Xueying and ghost servant Chusan and others.For the first time, I knew that the space where the Sifang City was originally located was called the Immortal Prison; I knew that outside the Immortal Prison, there was a larger and more magnificent Great Thousand World.It is the first time I know that there are many cultivation methods in this world, and one can obtain powerful power without praying for the protection of any gods or burning one's life essence.In the end, I learned that the Sifang God I had been worshiping was just a so-called spirit.

After learning the truth of the matter and knowing that Sifangshen is just a weapon spirit, Zhao Shuangshuang couldn't believe it, and couldn't even believe and accept it.It wasn't until the spirit of Sifangyin, who was integrated with the map of Shanhe Sheji, sent down his divine sense and communicated with her again, that she had no choice but to believe what the demon ghost, Xueying and others said.After learning the truth, she fell seriously ill. Although she quickly recovered under the care of Queen Ruyan Liu, she was more sad than heartbroken and never wanted to stay in the painting world again.

"Alright, since you are determined to leave, I will not far away. One day, if you really go to the outside world, you can come to Jiyuan Academy to find me at any time. In a hurry, there is no time to prepare any gifts. This Please accept the package, be careful on the road!"

Seeing that Zhao Shuangshuang had made up his mind to go, Mu Feng didn't say anything more. As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Ruyan, the female devil king, quickly delivered a package.Inside, apart from a few body-protecting treasures left by many plundered demons, there are also three jade pupil slips, which respectively record the common sense cultivation, the introductory visualization method, and the mysterious sky-shaking art.

The sudden collapse of the unwavering faith that has always been in his heart is definitely a heavy blow. Mu Feng understands the pain and loss in Zhao Shuangshuang's heart.For this reason, instead of forcing her to stay, she was given two powerful cultivation techniques.Visualization ** can help her get started quickly, transforming from a God-blessed warrior to a qualified practitioner, and Heaven-shaking Jue can help her grow into a master.Given time, with her talent and hard work, her achievements will definitely surpass that of a high priest!

"Okay, thank you!"[

Zhao Shuangshuang bowed and saluted, then turned and left with her grandfather Zifu Layman, and the two drifted away in the wind and snow.Looking at their backs going away, Mu Feng stood motionless without saying a word, with a sense of loss and loneliness appearing on his face.

"My lord, why didn't you keep the high priestess of the moon?"

Ghost servant Chusan stood behind Mu Feng, looking at Mu Feng with a lonely face, he sighed secretly.

Among the three masters, only he knows why Mu Feng is so disappointed.The female devil Liu Ruyan didn't know about the relationship between Mu Feng and Jing Shuang, and the ghost blood shadow of the demon god only knew about it, and only he, the former orphan of Jingjia Village, knew it best.The departure of Zhao Shuangshuang, the moon priestess who looks exactly like Jing Shuang, not only makes Mu Feng feel disappointed, but also makes him feel extremely uncomfortable. He also thinks of Jing Shuang, who is kind and considerate.

"Although they look exactly the same, they are not that person. What's the use of staying? Let's go, it's time for us to leave. I hope we can reach the Black Sea as soon as possible!"

Mu Feng ordered lightly, turned around and left, the direction was exactly opposite to that of Zhao Shuangshuang.All the way to the west, straight to the distant Black Sea.According to the memory of demon bosses such as Qingming Old Demon and Mu Renxiong, that is where the Heavenly Demon Passage is located.