Reloaded Wasteland

"Tick...Tick......"

In the temple space, at this time, dozens of barbarians' masters were all dripping their blood on the temple drop by drop, hoping that their blood could stimulate the spirit of the temple.

It's a pity that with the drops of blood falling on the temple, the entire temple has not even changed at all, but those scenes seem to be quite spectacular.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, you guys, just kidding you, you all believed it, Jie Jie Jie Jie, it's all right, stop it all!!"

Seeing more and more people join the blood-draining army, the corners of Old Ancestor Wula's eyes twitched fiercely. Fortunately, the whole temple did not respond. Otherwise, he would really have to slit his mouth. He got up, and then snarled himself a few big mouths fiercely.

"What? Are you kidding? The ancestor Wula was joking with everyone?!!!"

"This... Old ancestor, you are too indifferent, how can you make a joke about this kind of thing? My blood will be let go!"

"Well, it was actually a joke of the ancestor Wula who had been making trouble for a long time. Fortunately, I only dripped a few drops of blood, which is not too wasteful."

"If you don't play, don't play anymore, let me just say, with such an excellent blood line, if I can really use my blood to inspire the spirit of the temple, the spirit of the temple would have been aroused..."

Hearing what the ancestor Wula said, everyone who was still there dripping blood rolled their eyes, and the gazes looking at the ancestor Wula inevitably became a little dissatisfied.

It's just that the strength of the ancestors of Wula is there, and the seniority is extremely high, even if they are dissatisfied, they absolutely dare not say anything.

"Jie Jie Jie, isn't this about to leave soon? I'm afraid that everyone is reluctant to bear this dungeon, so I just make a joke with everyone to liven up the atmosphere. Don't worry about it."

Seeing that everyone was obviously dissatisfied with themselves, the ancestor Ula immediately made a haha, slightly apologetic.

However, no one knew that at this time, he felt a long sigh of relief in his heart, and a big rock finally fell to the ground.

He inadvertently told the secret of the Barbarian Temple this time, and fortunately, no one was able to inspire the spirit of the temple in the end, otherwise, he would definitely have trouble this time.

In contrast, to be complained by these people is really nothing!

"Who would not bear this kind of ghost place? If it weren't for the order not to leave, we would have left here long ago."

"Who said no? But since the ancestors are also kind, there is no need for us all to complain!"

"Since this is the case, the ancestors can be considered well-intentioned..."

Seeing the old ancestor Wula apologizing to himself and the others, naturally everyone would not cling to it, all of them arched their hands, and said with an expression of not being held accountable.

"Jie Jie Jie, thank you for your understanding. Since this is the case, the old man will tell you some experiences and experiences of the old man when he was young, for everyone's pastime..."

With everyone’s understanding, the ancestor Wula was so happy that he began to tell everyone about the interesting anecdotes of his youth, and everyone also listened to his story with gusto, all of which was to kill the time of moving... …

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"The spirit of the temple? The sub-divine beast of the five-headed cave heaven?!!!"

Just as the ancestor Ula continued to chat with a group of powerful barbarians, he originally sat in Yunxiao, the outermost part of the crowd, but left quietly at this time, and finally sat cross-legged in the corner of the temple.

"Good guy, I can't think that the Barbarian Temple still has such secrets. This is not a small gain for me!"

Sitting cross-legged in the corner, Yun Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, thinking quickly in his mind.

Although the ancestor Wula finally said that he was joking, to Yun Xiao, who had been observing the other party, he knew very well whether the other party was actually joking.

When everyone was dripping blood, he clearly saw that Old Ancestor Wula clenched his fists, and his eyes were full of tension, as if he was afraid that something unexpected would happen.

All signs indicate that this ancestor of Ula was not joking at all, but used the word joke to cover up his momentary mistake!

"According to what the ancestor Ullah said, this barbarian temple is based on the five-headed cave demigod as its soul, and if you want to control the temple, you must use pure barbarian blood to inspire the spirit of the temple, just don’t know. , Can I use the Suzaku secret method to inspire the spirit of this temple!!"

He originally had some doubts about the idea that the temple was alive, but when everyone dripped blood into the temple, the doubt in his heart slowly disappeared.

The reason is simple. Others may not have noticed, but for him, who is based on spiritual power, he clearly feels that when the strong barbarians dripped blood on the temple, the temple clearly heard a little The trembling, although very slight, is absolutely real!

"No matter so much, if this temple really has the soul imprints of five semi-divine beasts as its soul, then my Vermillion Bird technique might really be effective!!"

His eyes condensed, but he didn't think too much at this moment. Between his thoughts, his hands suddenly began to seal, and suddenly, one after another transparent runes appeared in his hands, and then he was He directly penetrated into the temple.

He is also treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor. If he fails, there is no loss to him, but if he succeeds, the significance to him is really unimaginable.

"Puff puff!!!"

One after another handprint runes were punched into the temple by him, and at this time, other people were either listening to the old ancestor Ulla bragging, or sitting by the side practicing, but no one would pay attention to him.

Even if someone sees him condensing mudra here, they will basically think that he is cultivating, but they won't think of any problems.

The whole temple is so big, Yun Xiao doesn't know how many rune mudra is needed to work, so he simply keeps printing the rune mudra like this, and at the same time releases the spiritual power into the temple, always feeling the changes in it.

"Om!!!"

I don’t know how long it has passed. At a certain moment, an imperceptible weak energy fluctuation came from the temple suddenly, and when this energy fluctuation came, Yun Xiao's hand movement couldn't help being slightly faint. The stagnant, slightly closed eyes suddenly opened round!

"Suzaku's secret method?! Is the Suzaku-sama's secret method?!!!"

Energy fluctuations came, and in the next second, an excited voice suddenly penetrated into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness, and it was directly echoed in his mind by way of divine and soul transmission.

"Hi!! It really succeeded?!!!"