Being favored by evil gods, I became sick and weak and became the Bone Bodhisattva.

Hundreds of spirits came to them, and from a distance, more spirits could be seen quickly gathering here.

Snapped--

Unn whipped his horse whip, blew his horn, and galloped his horse.

As he moved, other shamans followed closely behind him, and thousands of spirits also ran after him.

Spirits have no entity, and no matter how many there are, they cannot escape the momentum of shaking the earth and the mountains.

But the shamans clearly felt the terrifying oppression coming from behind, as if they were real!

To make matters worse, because they had offended so many spirits, the five shamans violated a strict clause in the [Contract of All Spirits], and they could no longer use the power of the contract to perform various supernatural powers.

At the same time, two divine clothes and five divine hats automatically fell from their bodies. This was because the spirit residing in the divine clothes and hats was completely angry.

It can be said that the shamans who angered the spirits have lost all their power at this moment.

"Ah, ah!!!!"

In an instant, he was knocked down from the lofty divine clothes to an ordinary person holding a bone stick, and Risong let out a crazy scream.

It wasn't just him, all the shamans except Unen who was blowing the horn were roaring and crying.

Whenever they have a choice, they are crazy to put aside their good divine clothes/hats and abandon the powerful spiritual master to follow a false god.

But, there is no choice.

Knowing that it is a road of narrow escape, we can only go all the way to the dark side!

.......

A slightly out of breath sound came from the cow horn, and Unn couldn't blow it anymore.

He threw the horn to Narisong, who was closest to him. The latter caught it in a daze, put it in front of his mouth and blew it, but failed to make any sound.

Wu En's face changed wildly, and he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Narisong, cheer up!"

Just after such a delay, the violent uneasy spirits began to attack these shamans who were basically no different from mortals.

With a scream, the god hat running at the end had his soul torn apart by countless restless spirits.

Risong was so excited that day that he finally blew the horn of the cow.

Even if they don't know how to use it correctly, the sacred object, or the horn of the false god, once again protects these shamans who dare to betray the Great Spirit Lord.

Risong shed tears that day, one after another, desperately trying to make up for his mistakes.

But this approach was actually very unwise, because he tried his best every time instead of always maintaining a fixed rhythm like Wu En. Narisong didn't last long before he became hoarse.

Carefully, the horn was passed to another shaman. The shaman took a deep breath and blew their life-saving charm with all his strength.

The sound of the horn was powerful and desolate, and towards the Grand Canyon where the God of Fire was sealed, the four of them moved forward desperately!

.........

"Help me, save me—"

The horse was frothing at the mouth, and Risong fell to the ground together with the horse and man.

After leaving the protection range of the False God's Horn, his soul was torn apart by the crazy spirit in the blink of an eye.

Unn glanced back hurriedly, and then continued to blow the horn in his hand.

There are many ways to reduce the number of troops along the way. The horn was not blown in time, the horse was too tired and fell off the horse, the horn could not be blown but the horn was not handed over in time, the horse was exhausted and died suddenly.

Now that I am the only one left, how long can I hold on?

Feeling dazed again, Wu En suddenly pinched his thigh.

But this time, even the pain could not effectively stimulate the numb spirit, and his eyes gradually became hollow.

"..."

I blinked hard, it was not an illusion, the road in the distance seemed to be gone.

But, how could a good road disappear?

Wu En thought hard, and after a long time he finally realized that there was the Grand Canyon in front of him, and his destination was right in front of him!

Staring with bloodshot eyes, Unn blew the horn desperately.

Then, he took out a dagger and stabbed the horse in the butt.

Stimulated by this, the horse rushed towards the Grand Canyon ahead like crazy.

Approaching the edge of the Grand Canyon, it jumped up high with its hooves, as if it was going to lead its owner across the Grand Canyon!

But this was just a delusion. Soon one person and one horse were falling rapidly under the pull of gravity.

After blowing the horn for the last time, Unn roared wildly: "God of Earth and Fire——"

The Grand Canyon suddenly experienced violent vibrations. The three bone-decorated shamans at the bottom of the valley looked around in shock before finally raising their heads.

What caught their eyes was a wave of destruction composed of tens of thousands of violent spirits.

"withdraw!"

Such a terrifying spiritual tide may only be stopped by the Tongtian Shaman who has received divine grace.

After making this judgment instantly, the three bone-decorated shamans retreated decisively.

.........

Good news: Due to the timely retreat, the three bone-decorated shamans returned to the headquarters safely.

Bad news: The God of Earth and Fire has broken through.

Bad news: The prairie is now infested with raging, restless spirits.

Bad news: Due to the loss of the sacred objects, the shamanism headquarters has nothing to do with these spirits for the time being.

"Wait"

In the headquarters, facing all the anxious senior shamans, Halbala slowly uttered the word "Etc."

With the situation like this now, Halbala thought that he was unable to deal with it and could only wait for Shaman Tongtian to return to the headquarters and take charge of the overall situation.

This is the reason, but the senior shamans still fell into depression uncontrollably, and the atmosphere in the entire headquarters became particularly low.

"What's the matter with everyone?"

After regaining her energy and walking out of the tent, the little girl found Su He and asked strangely.

"Uen, he betrayed the Great Spirit Master."

"I don't understand, I don't understand at all..."

Su He was hit so hard that he couldn't answer the question.

"If you don't understand, ask Uncle Su He in person." Tangtang gave her own advice.

In person, ask?

While muttering to himself, the man's eyes lit up again.

"Yes, I have to ask him clearly!"

Chapter 182 Prairie Singer

Tangtang likes excitement and can also enjoy silence, but she doesn't like things that are too depressing.

The shamanism headquarters is now a very depressing place, so she accepted a mission and went to a nearby small tribe to help drive away wild beasts.

Although the task she received was to expel the wolves, Tangtang patiently communicated with them immediately after encountering a large number of wolves.

"This shouldn't be your territory, why did you suddenly come here?"

"Strange, translucent intruders drove you away?"

After figuring out the truth of the matter, the little girl asked the wolves to take her to their original territory.

"Ouch-"

The alpha wolf emerged from the crowd, looked at the bone stick in Tangtang's hand, and knelt down in awe.

So, riding on the back of the alpha wolf, the little girl arrived at the destination in a bumpy way.

'Come on, you have to ride a horse next time! '

After climbing down from the wolf's back in a daze, Tangtang took a while to regain her composure.

Looking around, she quickly saw several bull spirits colliding crazily.

"Hello there!"

Just saying hello, these cow spirits stared at the little girl with angry eyes.

After seeing the false god's bone, they calmed down a little, but they had no intention of communicating friendly with Tangtang.

"Ouch!!"

The alpha wolf took the opportunity to accuse these mad cows of their crimes. He possessed them and ate grass every day. He even bumped into them and broke the heads of many wolves.

"The spirits on the grasslands lend their power to the shamans, so the Great Spirit Master prohibits the shamans from harming or expelling the good spirits."

"Ow?!"

"Well, although they have done bad things to you, they are really not evil spirits. Evil spirits are red, and they are white...ah, they suddenly turned yellow!"

Changing the color of the soul from white to yellow is probably not a good thing.

After thinking carefully, the little girl suddenly clapped her hands and said, "Yes, Tangtang sings a song to them, hoping they can calm down."

..................

The requiem is naturally the first choice of songs to soothe the soul.

It must be noted that the requiem sung by Tangtang and the requiem sung by other shamans are definitely two very different songs to the ears of Prairie Spirit.

Because Tangtang's Requiem can be understood directly by them, it is considered the most original version; while the other shaman's Requiem is a version translated by the Covenant of All Souls.

Which one is better, the original version or the translated version?

The answer will be available today!

The clear children's voice sounded, and the cow spirits no longer collided with each other like crazy.

They gathered around the little girl and listened quietly, their eyes gradually showing a gentle look.

Seeing this, Tangtang's heart moved, she took out the little paper horse and rode on it, leading the cows slowly toward the Holy Lake.

The little girl rode the paper horse and ran slowly in front, while the cows followed leisurely behind.

The alpha wolf blinked a few times and followed suit with a howl.

On the way, Tangtang encountered a group of angry deer spirits.Hearing the little girl's requiem, they quickly joined the group.

I met another group of sheep spirits and joined them.

Encountered another group of wolf spirits and joined them.

Encountered the human spirit and joined.

Then there is the spirit of the eagle, the spirit of the leopard, the spirit of the horse, the spirit of the crane, and so on.

Unknowingly, the team led by Tangtang grew stronger.

The gathering of spirits even formed a small spiritual tide. After the spiritual tide was formed, more nearby spirits were attracted.

When the little girl led hundreds of spirits toward the holy lake, the shamanism headquarters was completely alarmed.

....................

Even without relics, can a mere requiem soothe a restless spirit?

Looking at the little girl who was riding a little paper horse and was about to complete the feat of 'requiem' by herself, the shamans couldn't help but have such questions in their hearts.

"The Requiem doesn't have such power." A bone-decorated shaman murmured: "But she was just humming the Requiem. How could she appease so many spirits?"

"Try" Harbala simply said two words, and then took the lead in singing the requiem.

With this taciturn shaman taking the lead, everyone started singing loudly.

Theoretically speaking, the effect of chorus is definitely greater than that of one person humming alone.

However......