My younger brother, Emperor Huangtian, was also reborn.

Chapter 86 It’s time to give the little brother a beating

Nearly half of the original dozen bags of mud were missing. Among the mud, a stone shining with energy was particularly conspicuous.

"Why did I forget to take this thing out!"

Shi Hao slapped his forehead and turned pale with shock.

He had been thinking about watching the fun, and he even forgot to put away the magic stone. No wonder he always felt that something was missing from his hair along the way.

"Mine, everything is mine, hahahahaha... Hier~"

The stone shimmering with energy laughed, extremely excited, and seemed a little drunk.

"Ahem, this is an auxiliary medicine used to treat Senior Sacrifice Spirit. It's very useful!"

Shi Hao spoke with a dark face.

"Somewhat like the legendary one..."

The master of Butian Pavilion looked at the drunken stone and fell into deep thought, but he did not speak and allowed the stone to stay beside Shi Hao.

"Are these quasi-holy medicines also meant to be used to sacrifice spirits?"

Patriarch Tao Qian pointed to a few peach trees among the pile of treasures and asked.

"Huh? No! My brother gave these to me! I want to take them back to the village!"

Shi Hao said, protecting a few peach trees like a calf.

Shi Yi looked at Shi Hao. He didn't say to give these things away, but if the little brother is happy, just think of it as giving them away.

"I'm not trying to steal from you, I'm still protecting you."

Ancestor Tao Qian glanced at Shi Hao and said.

Shi Hao didn't care and stared back.

For a moment, the naughty boy and the old bear stared at each other, neither of them admitting defeat.

"That should be enough."

The master of Butian Pavilion nodded. There were not many things, but they were of high quality. There was a chance of saving the spirits of Butian Pavilion.

"I have some Taiyi True Water here, which I can offer to Senior Sacrifice Spirits."

Shi Yi also spoke and said to Butian Pavilion.

Nowadays, in the entire wilderness, the only people who know that the spirit sacrifice has reached nirvana are the spirit sacrifice gourd vine itself, plus Shi Yi, and at most Shi Hao.

Apart from these three, even the Master of Butian Pavilion does not know the current situation of the sacrifice spirit. He still feels that the sacrifice spirit is dying and is about to pass away.

"Okay! Make some preparations and save the sacrificial spirit in three days!"

The master of Butian Pavilion waved his hand and said.

Regarding some of the treasures to save the sacrificial spirits, Butian Pavilion has prepared them a long time ago and can immediately implement the plan to save the sacrificial spirits.

But Shi Yi and Shi Hao brought back some things and disrupted some of the order. They needed to discuss and add the most appropriate treasure at the most appropriate time so that the sacrificial spirit could be reborn in its strongest form!
During these three days, Shi Yi adjusted himself and prepared to break through in the small courtyard for worshiping the spirit.

Three days later, in the evening, Shi Yi and Shi Hao were brought to the small courtyard for worshiping spirits.

This place is very close to the sky, and the moonlight shines on the small courtyard and on the gourd vines, making it look particularly peaceful and sacred.

In fact, since Shi Yi and the others returned to Butian Pavilion, the Spirit Sacrifice Courtyard has been in this state every night, receiving starlight to cleanse itself every night.

This is to warn and deceive a group of outsiders.

Not only should the group of people feel that the Sacrifice Spirit is still powerful and strongly express its desire to protect Shi Yi, but it should also make them feel that the Sacrifice Spirit is at the end of its strength and may fall at any time. Now it is just holding on to buy time for Butian Pavilion.

"Interesting, are you trying to scare me, or do you really plan to achieve nirvana tonight, return to your peak, or even reach a higher level?"

In the distance, a few scarlet eyes stared at the small courtyard above Butian Pavilion, their eyes fixed on the withered gourd vines. "No matter what, it is impossible for you to go further. What should be rotten should be obliterated in the dust of time."

In the darkness, a deep voice sounded.

Those scarlet eyes were also closed, as if nothing happened.

In the small courtyard, the sacrificial spirit remained silent, gathering strength.

"Lord Sacrifice Spirit, we are here."

The master of Butian Pavilion brought several ancestors, as well as Shi Yi and Shi Hao, to the small courtyard.

In the yard, the gourd vine is still as it was before. The vines are withered and yellow, and the leaves have lost their green color. It seems that a gust of wind can turn the gourd vine into a bachelor.

"Hey...it doesn't have to be like this. Birth, old age, sickness and death are the normal conditions of life..."

The Butian Pavilion sacrificer let out a long sigh, and the withered yellow leaves on the vines rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound.

His voice was filled with vicissitudes of life, as if it spanned eternity.

He is also open-minded and seems to have seen through all kinds of things in the world.

However, Shi Hao had a strange look on his face, something was wrong with the spirit sacrifice!
This change can be hidden from others, but it cannot be hidden from him!
The body of the sacrificial spirit seemed to be full of decay and death.

But in the deepest place of decay, where the most deadly energy is, there is a seed of life dormant!
This seed is not big, very small, but it contains unimaginable vitality!
When this seed of vitality explodes, the Butian Pavilion Spirit Sacrifice can definitely reverse life and death and return to the top!
And that state is not a return to glory, but a true return to the top and a return to vitality!

"There are traces of the Sky Mending Technique..."

Shi Hao saw the vitality seed and thought about it in his heart.

If it is really the art of mending the sky, then this person must be very accomplished in the art of mending the sky!
Shi Hao glanced at Shi Yi secretly and shook his head. His brother was just an ordinary person with double eyes. How could he be so strong?
and so.

Shi Hao raised his head and looked somewhere.

It must be you, right, the double-eyed person from the Ancient Holy Academy!
Shi Hao did not dare to probe too much. After all, that person was also very strong. If he offended the other party, it would not end well.

Especially since Shi Yi was still that disciple, Shi Hao felt that his brother's transformation from a weakling with double pupils to an ordinary person with double pupils was due to that person, so Shi Hao did not provoke that person.

Shi Yi felt the change in Shi Hao's mind. The other person looked at the sacrifice spirit for a while, then looked at him with a slightly disgusted look, and finally looked up at the void.

Shi Yi understood that Shi Hao was thinking wildly again.

Shi Yi had no idea, and was even quite pleased. Shi Hao took the initiative to think wildly, thinking that the Sky Mending Technique was the handiwork of the Lord of the Holy Court.

Shi Yi was very pleased with this.

But that slightly disgusted look...

Shi Yi found it difficult to accept.

Why, have you been weak in this life?

It actually made my little brother despise him.

Shi Yi felt that he was doting on Shi Hao a little too much. It was time to give this little brother a beating for showing contempt for his brother!

"Lord, we have no choice but to place our hope in you..."

The master of Butian Pavilion said, feeling a little ashamed.

As the master of Butian Pavilion, he felt that he had not done well enough and failed to cultivate a strong man who could overlook the wilderness. To this day, they still have to trouble this old man who is about to retire and force him to continue. Life.

"That's all... let's do it, you guys. As the Butian Pavilion offering sacrifices to the spirits, this is the only thing I can do in the end..."

The Butian Pavilion sacrifice spirit spoke.

A gust of wind blew by, and many yellow leaves fell off, making the whole courtyard feel particularly desolate.

(End of this chapter)