rebirth medicine

Chapter 220 Full Moon Sacrifice
The bright moon was in the sky, the stars were twinkling, and the mysterious and vast night suddenly opened before Qi Shu's eyes in a quiet but abrupt manner.

Squinting her eyes and looking up at the boundless night, Qi Shu felt that this was the first time she had seen such a clear night.

The full moon is as bright as a silver plate, as if it can illuminate all the darkness of the event.

Occasionally, strands of cloud brocade float by, like a shy moon, covering itself with a layer of semi-transparent tulle, which still holds the pipa half-hidden feeling, making the moon look more beautiful and more beautiful. mystery.

It seems that behind the curtain of the night and under the shy moonlight, there will be a huge feast that is about to unfold. No one knows whether you and I in the feast will be the enjoyers or the spectators, everything depends on it. Then lift the veil and make it all clear.

Under the high night sky, the boundless blackness spread. In the blackness, there were scenes of joys and sorrows. Human dramas were being staged non-stop, attracting the attention of countless people, but Qi Shu was not included.

When the boundless gaze suddenly turned back to the small altar in Zhujiazhai in front of him, Qi Shu slightly raised her delicate eyebrows, her glazed pupils shone dazzlingly in the night, and the corner of her right eye The little red beauty mole on her face is vaguely visible, but the more it is like this, the more it shows a charming beauty.

Even though, in the night, with bonfires all over the sky, and deep in the ancient village, Qi Shu's eyebrows and eyes are not particularly clear, but it is this blurring that makes her own strange feeling more and more apparent, but people who notice it don't not much.

Zhu Qiao's charming face was full of solemnity at the moment, and a trace of indifference flashed in those faint eyes, and then returned to a dull look, as if he had just glanced at Qi Shu and never existed. Same.

At this moment, Qi Shu was sitting on a stone step not far from the central square of Zhujiazhai, quietly watching a grand sacrifice on a moonlit night. I don't think everything in front of me seems too boring.

There are only countless dense silent crowds, breathing shallowly, as if breathing heavily, it is unforgivable, and it is a mistake to look disrespectful.

In front of him, with his eyes slightly closed, Zhu Qiao held his hands in front of his chest devoutly. After praying silently, he slowly stretched out his slender white hands, his hands danced slowly, his body was as soft as bones, and he danced lightly , Those dances are not very gorgeous, but unconsciously, they can attract people's attention and be deeply infected by the piety inside.

At the same time, in Qi Shu's consciousness, he felt a slight fluctuation. With Zhu Qiao's every stretch, every bend, and every blink, there was a fluctuation.

These fluctuations spread slowly around Zhu Qiao's position, spreading little by little, but what is surprising is that this kind of fluctuation, I don't know whether it is too weak or because of some other reason. Qi Shu didn't feel its edge, but it seemed to gradually disappear as the fluctuation spread.

However, when Qi Shu didn't even pay attention to his spiritual sense, Zhujiazhai was in the center, following the slight fluctuations in the air, following Zhu Qiao's incomparably soft, yet solemn, and full of countless pious dances, in Zhujiazhai In the reverence and reverence of the clansmen, accompanied by rumbling sounds, a round stone altar with a length of ten meters and a height of [-] centimeters above the ground slowly rose up.

Staring closely at the altar in front of him for a moment, Qi Shu narrowed his eyes slightly, and swept over with his divine sense again, but he didn't find the structure underneath at the altar, as if there was only a piece of calm black, just a piece of deep soil , there is nothing else inside, and this altar has always stood in front of his eyes.

Immediately, Qi Shu turned his attention away again, and was not too surprised that he did not see the altar. If this kind of ancient seal could be seen through casually, it would not exist for five or six thousand years. No one has cracked it.

Even in the last five to six thousand years of ancient times, there were no people who became gods or saints, but there were still a few extraordinary people. Qi Shu felt that they were not necessarily inferior to him. At least, Qi Shu himself was still a mortal. But those people have already been passed down in the legends and have become Immortal Saints.

After the altar appeared, Zhu Qiao picked up a torch handed by the tribe, walked gently to the center of the altar, and lit a groove in the middle of the altar.

What came out of the groove was not fire, but a faint stream of light flashed out immediately, and then the stream of light turned into a clear small pool.

Scanning with his consciousness, Qi Shu discovered that in the pool, there were pieces of dazzling and beautiful stones under the light of the fire, or in other words, "Wu Zhu's eggs".

Under the bright moonlit night, only the crackling of the bonfire, and the rustling sound of the forest leaves blown by the breeze in the mountains.

Against such a backdrop, the night seemed extraordinarily quiet. Under the cold moonlight, everything was so extremely quiet.

With the appearance of the small pool, the people of Zhujiazhai, all with extremely solemn expressions, surrounded the circular altar, kept their hands together and prayed, and slowly walked around the altar, walking along the smaller and smaller altar. circle, and slowly walked to the side of the small pond.

In order, one person reached out to touch a stone, then held the stone in front of his chest with both hands, stood up again, and then changed to another person to pick the stone, and the cycle continued until the end.

After everyone took the stones, they returned to the initial position. With the sound of Zhu Qiao's prayers, everyone chanted the blessings together.

The quiet wind blew by, and the inexplicable tone of the words gradually converged into a buzzing sound in Qi Shu's ears, making Qi Shu dazed for a moment, and after blinking, Qi Shu woke up again.

Ancient civilizations are really amazing.

Even these, Zhu Yu, who has gradually weakened and deformed after countless years, still has unparalleled power, and a person with a firm mind like Qi Shu has a lot of influence.

In Qi Shu's heart, he couldn't help feeling some yearning for the ancient mysterious world. It was a yearning for the mysterious world and its incomparable power.

Looking at the solemnity of the audience, and from the faces of the Zhujiazhai people, what Qi Shu saw was the respect and trust accumulated in the bones of thousands of years, the faith and admiration flowing in the blood. Here, the simple, old, backward and old-fashioned Zhujiazhai people I saw, at this moment, showed the accumulation of thousands of years of culture.

In such a place, such a person, even if someone has an unparalleled desire for the outside world, how could they want to break free desperately in order to get rid of this so-called "cage"?
After getting rid of that little bit of contemplation, Qi Shu scanned the stones in everyone's hands with his supernatural power, and was surprised to find that none of these stones had vitality, nor did they have that kind of extremely weak vitality. Scanned for a while, the result is the same.

With the continuous chanting of the Cici, it seems that there are countless mysterious secrets in the world, passing through countless distances in time and space, and arriving at the altar of this small Zhujiazhai.At the moment when the moon is at its fullest, it reaches its peak.

And those seemingly lifeless stones began to emit bursts of unknown powerful forces. These forces gradually and slowly poured into the altar, and it was unknown where they arrived.

Vaguely, Qi Shu seemed to see a flash of red, and she wanted to use her spiritual sense to communicate with Wu Zhu, but found that the omnipresent spiritual sense could only linger in the Phoenix Mountain at the moment when the moon was full. On the surface, Qi Shu couldn't get in touch with Wuzhu in the depths of Phoenix Mountain.

Qi Shu didn't bother much, and turned his gaze back to the scene, but he couldn't see anything more, everything seemed to be hidden behind a deep smog.

gudu~
gudu~
Listen carefully, what is this sound?
Qi Shu searched the past carefully, but found nothing.

"Hee hee, Xiao Shu is so stupid!" Qi Shu's clear laughter came from beside his ear, and Qi Shu finally realized that he was hungry.

Looking at the dantian, I saw the quenching needles lined up in a long string, each of which was shining brightly, shining with a slight brilliance, surrounding an object with an emerald green shell. Deep, the liquid object inside has been faintly seen, it seems that it is no longer flowing, but gradually solidified.

Regarding the foreign creature in his body, he suddenly thought that Zhu Qiao said that these stones are Wuzhu's eggs. Could it be that he is hatching this stone?

Maybe there will be a little Wu Zhu calling her mother in the future?

Thinking of this, Qi Shu couldn't help but shudder, thinking of herself in the shape of a girl, how it feels so unharmonious to have a divine bird calling her mother.

Quen Zhen faintly sensed Qi Shu's thoughts, and couldn't help laughing, "Haha, mother bird, mother bird."

Qi Shu could only turn a deaf ear to the various states of quenching needles. It is said that in ancient times, the dantian could make waves, and for his own dantian, he was its god, but Qi Shu hadn't thought about it yet. For any understanding, you can't take out the quenching needle and soak a handful of alcohol cotton. Regarding this, Qi Shu said, maybe, it is really time to study it.

Sensing Qi Shu's intentions, Quen Zhen flinched a few times, and hid to the side, with an expression of incomparable sincerity, I am very simple, I am very innocent.

Provoking the "Yao Wang Jing Ben Jing" chuckled twice.

Leaving aside this little surprise, Qi Shu immediately discovered that a large part of the inexplicable power on the altar seemed to be pouring into his dantian, or in other words, this stone pouring into his dantian in.

The vitality that was already full in the stone suddenly became more active, and the feeling of emptiness seemed to be becoming more and more solid. To be honest, it had become a core, which seemed more like a core. It is an object with vitality, not just some plausible vitality.

Shaking my head, isn't the power triggered by these words used to seal?Why would a part of it enter my body instead, to condense this "egg of Wu Zhu" in my body?
Thinking of the existence of "Eternal Color Prescription", logically speaking, the "King of Medicine Classic" shouldn't have no feeling, Qi Shu asked, "Xiao Jin, do you have any special feelings."

After a while of silence, a deep voice came from the "Yao Wang Jing Ben Jing", "Well, there is a feeling of closeness, but this feeling is too faint, and I don't know where the prescription is on that page."

"Is it also because your body is damaged?" Qi Shu asked, like a human body lacking arms and legs, which is not as convenient as a healthy person.

"It should be." "The King of Medicine Sutra" sighed lightly.

Chuanzhen heard the sadness of "The Classic of Medicine King's Scarf", and said carefreely, "Xiao Jin, it's all right, it will be done soon, you have to trust Xiaoshu's ability," said Quenzhen, and the people lined up in a row The body flickered for a while, flickering with boundless flattery, "Xiao Shu, Xiao Shu, I'm right."

Pursing her lips, Qi Shu couldn't help laughing if it wasn't for the solemn sacrificial occasion, and said in a low voice, "Yes, I will try my best."

Hearing this, the "Yao Wang Jing Ben Jing" fell silent again.

The quenching needle was extremely active, jumping up and shouting, "Xiao Shu, I think this sacrifice is really comfortable, it makes me feel lazy all over, I must come and listen to it more in the future."

Come and listen?Qi Shu couldn't help laughing, he was noncommittal, and after thinking about it again, he found out, how could the quenching needle feel comfortable?

How strange!
At this time, the sacrifice has reached its climax.

Countless stones exude a faint brilliance, even under the background of the campfire and the radiance of the bright moon, it still cannot bury its brilliance.

The light on each stone seems to be a ray of soft light independent of this occasion.

Even Qi Shu could feel that there was a strange energy in these lights. Although it was not life force, its vitality was not inferior to life force.

Then, with the lingering of countless words, these stones, with the glow all over their bodies, leisurely, like countless fireflies, slowly rose into the sky.

And in Qi Shu's perception, he could feel that the power holding these stones up into the sky slowly came from the people of Zhujiazhai, the divine power in his body, the overflowing divine power, the divine power impacting the fragile human body, as if Suddenly there is a channel to vent, and slowly there is a point of focus.

Without any overflow of divine power, those people in Zhujiazhai seemed to feel a little more comfortable physically. It was a kind of comfort, from physical to spiritual, and Qi Shu could feel the comfort at the level of vitality in their bodies.

Is this what Zhu Qiao said, the correction of overflowing power?
Qi Shu pursed her lips and continued to look at the priests led by Zhu Qiao.

And if you look carefully, you will find that those divine powers are actually strong and weak, and the divine powers are strong. The halo carried by the stones in front of them will be brighter. Among them, the divine powers of Zhu Hua and Zhu Ming are The most powerful thing is the halo wrapped by the stones in front of them. Yes, those stones are as bright as incandescent lamps, but the light is still extremely soft and not dazzling, and the range of light emitted is not much larger.

Countless stones, large and small, wrapped in halos, gradually rotated around the audience. As they rotated, they matched with the words of Zhujiazhai people, and the inexplicable sense of mystery became more and more heavy. up.

Time and space countless light-years away rushed towards Qi Shu, making her feel like she couldn't breathe for a moment.

It was as if Qi Shu had come to the era of countless powerful beings hundreds of millions of years ago. In that era, Qi Shu was just a humble and weak existence. That kind of powerful power was enough to make all the living beings in the world worship him. Human beings, who are known as the spirit of all things, are nothing but humble ants in front of those powerful forces.

Trying to calm down and get rid of this repeated feeling that affects his mind, Qi Shu felt for the first time that it seemed too difficult to lift the seal.

This kind of prehistoric power makes Qi Shu, who is countless times stronger than ordinary people, feel suffocated and panicked. Then, when ordinary people face it, don't they only have the ability of disaster?

Those stones were lifted higher and higher, and gradually, they gathered together, and the soft light made them look as if they were fused together, and finally turned into a ball of light.

After that, the people of Zhujiazhai, led by Zhu Qiao, squatted down slowly on the spot and worshiped.

One time, two times, three times... After kneeling three times and prostrating nine times, everyone got up.

And after getting up, the huge ball of light slowly fell and immersed in the small pool at the beginning. The clear water in the pool gradually swallowed up the ball of light, as if swallowing a moon. The moon in the sky and the pool complement each other. , as if they are each other's twin brothers.

As the light ball in the pool was swallowed up, the color gradually dimmed, and the bright moon in the sky slowly disappeared behind the thick clouds. At the same time, the altar also slowly sank, as if there had never been an altar here. It has always been a flat land.

But in the blink of an eye, looking at the sky, there is already a faint trace of white. With the arrival of this trace of white, it seems to indicate that the morning is coming.

In the blink of an eye, Qi Shu realized that the sacrifice actually took a whole night.

Rubbing his somewhat cold palms, Qi Shu pulled his stiff lips, and suddenly smiled, thinking of his uneasiness and fear before, and the feeling of being overwhelmed, Qi Shu shook his head and shook off that trouble.

No matter how powerful those creatures are, it was only a matter of hundreds of millions of years ago. The ability of Wu Zhu that Qi Shu has perceived is not that powerful, at least the current Wu Zhu is not that powerful.

Wu Zhu's current power is not necessarily stronger than Qi Shu's own power. After all, thousands of years may be tens of thousands of years of consumption, and Wu Zhu's power has long been extremely weak. The aura of the earth has long been extremely thin.

　Well, the ant has written it

　　
　
(End of this chapter)