The indescribable Taoist Lord

"It's some kind of signal."

Wang Zhixin responded directly to Li Ping'an's judgment. Naturally, he could not understand the meaning of this thing, but Zhang Qinghe interpreted their words very well. Even if it was a meaningless roar, as long as it could penetrate deep into the spiritual world , as long as he has a certain will, he can interpret it well——

After all, this is much easier than analyzing those evil spirits and souls who are constantly communicating with each other.

"What are these two recruiting for? If I guess correctly, there will be a dense group of people coming soon."

Wang Zhixin repeated the words to Li Ping'an exactly. Although the two were in a "coma" at the moment, with their eyes closed and their brows furrowed, the communication between their souls was extremely active.

Both of them were watching quietly - what exactly were these shabby things going to do.

As expected, the voices of these two people were like wind strings, which could not be said to be very beautiful, but after the clear and weird roars, thousands of hybrid fishmen emerged from the deep and simple and humid houses and lairs like a whirlpool. People swarmed out of the twisting and turning settlement, and they also responded with the distorted friction, but also the cry like a musical instrument.

At this time, even Wang Zhixin and Li Ping'an could clearly sense the fanaticism and desire in the roar, as well as the piety, grandness and sacredness of some kind of ritual that was about to take place.

"Good guy, are we going to be used as human sacrifices?"

"It's more likely that you were used as a human sacrifice, and I still have another function."

Wang Zhixin responded to Li Ping'an indifferently, which almost made him angry - it was just a matter of pretending to be a grandson for so long, and it was really uncomfortable to have to be criticized by his own brother.

The Luo Tianpa in his sleeves is already ready to move. He has been pent up for more than ten years, and this kid has never vented his anger even once.

A group of mixed-blood mermaids gathered in the open space above the tower, and the densely packed mermaids began to bow down and kneel down. I have to say that it is indeed a bit invasive to have so many leaky things gathered together.

However, Zhang Qinghe was a little surprised at this moment——

"Something's wrong...or rather, it's really weird."

"How to say?"

Wang Zhixin responded quickly, looking forward to his teacher's answer.

"The limbs of these mixed-blood aquatic tribes all have varying degrees of alienation, which means that the blood concentration is different. However, some people's aquatic characteristics are more obvious than those of Liu Biao and Liu Mao.

Obsession, tell me, what does this mean? "

Zhang Qinghe took Wang Zhixin's exam at the right time and did not take the nonsense of the bunch of chickens and dogs in front of him seriously.

What they should really be nervous about is the contents of the shrine in the pagoda.

Wang Zhixin thought about the spread of his soul around him, and he was surprised to find that some of the mixed-blood aquatic tribe could no longer be called human beings.

The wet body is covered with fishy mucus, and the difference in facial features cannot be seen. The nostrils are retracted, flesh caps and whiskers have grown, the ears are no longer visible, and even the back is growing between the rickety body, as if it has just emerged from the water. . The characteristics of the human race have disappeared, and it can barely be called a real aquatic race.

Perhaps there is a turbid pool hidden in the houses of these mixed-blood aquatic tribes.

"Brothers Liu Mao and Liu Biao made it clear in their conversation that one of their parents is a Shui tribe. Logically speaking, their appearance is the closest to that of the Shui tribe among the hybrid water tribes. If we go one step further, It's almost impossible - because since they started counting, they are already the first generation of hybrids.

And the occurrence of this situation can only explain one problem..."

Wang Zhi's mind flashed, and then his mind became more solemn. He thought of a possibility that he almost didn't want to believe.

"By the way... this shows that the blood of the water tribe can be purified and strengthened through some way, or even that they can grow independently, just like a seed."

Zhang Qinghe suddenly thought of the so-called "divine seed" planted in the soul, and then thought of the straw planted by Mu Yuangu in the body that continued to grow. But now, seeing the water tribe bloodline, Zhang Qinghe suddenly thought of these two unrelated things. to connect things——

Isn't this a way for evil spirits to grow stronger? There are concrete seeds planted in the body, invisible seeds planted in the soul, and abstract seeds planted in the blood.

What kind of water tribe... This is obviously a certain kind of evil spirit, and it is the most pious family member of the Shuiyuan Fairy Mother. The people in Maocun are no different from the "scarecrows" around Zhangjiacun.

If anyone other than Wang Zhixin or Zhang Qinghe knew about this, they would be desperate and trembling.

"There are many Daxiu with the blood of the Shui tribe on the list of things, especially Penglai, not to mention the Qilin list."

Wang Zhi said something coldly, but Zhang Qinghe didn't hear fear, but he seemed to be gearing up.

"Brother Zhang may not know yet, but my name is Wang Chang and Ping An is now called Zhao Sheng. This time I went south to Cangjiang just to compete for the ranking.

Competing for the rankings... there will inevitably be some casualties, don't you already have the materials for investigating objects? "

After following Zhang Qinghe for a long time, Wang Zhixin also knew how to adapt. Hearing Zhang Qinghe sigh with emotion for a while...

Wang Zhixin, who only focused on reading the books of sages, was probably being led further and further astray by himself.

"Ahem, it seems this is one of the secrets of the Shui Tribe."

Zhang Qinghe changed the subject - it was at this time that these strange-looking mixed-blood aquariums swarmed in and their bodies were covered in mucus. They had already built a small altar and a spine that looked like it was made of some kind of giant fish. The stake made of it was extremely sharp, like a huge spear about ten feet high, with dark brown mottled blood stains on it. It was unknown how much blood it had experienced.

"Hoo!"

"Hoo!"

"Huaba!"

Thousands of ugly monsters knelt down and shouted in unison, their pious prayers echoed between heaven and earth. Although it was difficult to understand, Li Ping'an's head was beginning to feel drowsy - fortunately, the night watchman's voice was The magic card reacted, allowing him to keep his mind clear.

"One...two..."

Li Ping'an counted carefully.

"There are more than thirty in total that are comparable to Daoji...the rest are just chickens and dogs."

Liu Biao and Liu Mao now placed Wang Zhixin on the platform in front of the sacrificial tower, and then began to carry Li Ping'an to the human stake.

If Li Ping'an hadn't been calm enough, he would have lost his composure now - that's one foot tall!

His soul felt the ferocious bone spurs and sharp tips, and he couldn't help but tighten his anus. Seeing that these two people were really trying to carry him up the elevated structure and stab him upwards, he finally couldn't help it anymore. .

He unfolded his sleeves, and a mysterious brocade handkerchief came out from his sleeves, and then transformed into a void, turning into a mysterious sky that was deeper than the night, covering a three-foot radius around him.

"Fuck you!"