Through the cave entrance, strange symbols are engraved on the four walls. The cave is as spacious as a palace. The torches shine brightly and hotly on the whole cave. The most conspicuous thing is the woman's stone statue in the middle of the cave. The woman's skirt is light, her posture is elegant, and she holds a spirit grass in her hand.

There is a seat in front of the statue. On that seat, there are old women dressed in Miao Xinjiang, and men and women dressed in Miao Xinjiang are standing on both sides of the cave.

Shangguan Yuchen put shadowless down to protect him in his arms. At this moment, he lost his former king's pride between his eyebrows and eyes. He seemed so weak. He had no intention to pay attention to everything around him.

The Nanzhao childe who led Shangguan Yuchen came to the old woman, bowed and said, "sacrifice."

The old woman who was called the "priest" nodded her head slightly. The man then came to her and leaned over to her ear as if he were saying something.

The priest's figure flashed like a ghost. He grabbed the public instrument from the arms of the dejected Shangguan Yuchen. With a lightning speed, he put a pill into her mouth, and lit the acupoints on her almost at the same time.

Shangguan Yuchen glared and shouted angrily, "what are you doing?"

The priest looked at the angry man in front of him and said softly, "she's all right now. You don't have to worry."

She took a look at the public instrument, and continued: "one Yin and one Yang are changing one after another. They grow and conquer each other. Birth is the door and gram is the key. Unexpectedly, you can be annihilated by the power from love while hatred breeds. Now you two stand together and become the key to the blood spirit valley."

Hearing that "hatred breeds and is annihilated by the power from love", Shangguan Yuchen lost his flowing ink eyes and flashed a flash of brilliance.

"The blood spirit Valley never allows outsiders to enter. For the sake of the peace of the holy land, this key is determined not to stay. Therefore, there can only be one life between you two." the priest said, turned his back to the statue and said, "what else do you want to say to her now, tell the blood spirit true saint now."

Shangguan Yuchen didn't know that Gongyi Wuying was already clear-minded, but the acupoints were pointed and couldn't move, but he could hear every word he said.

He looked up at the stone statue, that is, the statue of the true saint of the blood spirit. His voice did not take the slightest temperature, but was mixed with strong ridicule: "the blood spirit is true saint? Are you a God?"

The people were surprised at the speech, and their faces were angry.

Shangguan Yuchen sneered, and the sarcasm from the corners of his lips became more and more intense: "You made a pair of lovers who fell in love with life and death and worked hard to become enemies through the boundary. You let me understand that there is no love from the beginning in this world. What's more, let me know that there is no chance to make up for the mistakes that have been made in this world. Aren't the gods protecting the common people? The blood spirit is really holy. What kind of gods do you deserve to do?"

As soon as he said this, a young man standing next to him suddenly kicked him on his lower leg. He was so distracted that he fell to his knees.

"Disrespect to the true saint, damn it!" the young man said fiercely, his fist held high, and wanted to continue to teach him a lesson.

Shangguan Yuchen has stood up. He is the God of war in the world. Can these people deal with him?

Sen Han's eyes swept over a group of Miao people. He sneered: "the king's life and death is not decided by you cattle, ghosts and snake gods."

The body moved, and in an instant the young people in the surrounding Miao areas had fallen to the ground.

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