Urban Witcher

They are all elites of the Great Witch Immortal Clan.

Fei Fei was sitting in the middle, with a ghost-headed tin stick lying on the ground in front of him. In front of the tin stick, there is a Dharma altar with an incense burner on it, burning three sticks of incense. On the ground below the Dharma altar, a large jar is buried, and the mouth of the altar is sealed with a Chenzhou talisman.

Extraordinary took the lead, and everyone was chanting an ancient mantra. Around these people, burning smoke floated, forming a misty atmosphere.

In front of Fei Fei, there are three sea bowls in the shape of "pin", with three pearl jacks beside them, standing stiffly.

The chanting of the incantation finally paused, Fei Fei picked up a chicken, twisted off its head, poured the blood of the chicken into the first bowl in front of him, then sprinkled it with strange ashes, stirred it up, took a big gulp, Spray all over the tin rod.

"Clatter..." The tin ring shook and made a crisp sound. In the middle ring, a layer of red blood appeared, like foam. In the middle was a face covered with blood scabs, screaming in pain.

At the same time, something was howling in the huge jar buried on the ground, pushing the Chenzhou talisman up and down.

After waiting for a while, Guitou Xizhang became quiet. Extraordinary guides everyone to chant spells again...

Taoist Tongxuan and Zhang Shiming did not join them, they stood watching from a distance and helped them supervise by the way.

"Such a complicated procedure. Witchcraft is really strange." Zhang Shiming said in wonder.

Dao Tongxuan said humanely: "The history of witchcraft is longer than that of Taoism and Buddhism. They don't form formations, and they can't draw symbols."

"Relying on the lower Gu or something?" Zhang Shiming couldn't help but muttered.

Taoist Tongxuan shook his head, "Putting Gu, refining poison, and the so-called eighteen witchcrafts are all the personal actions of wizards, and they are unavoidably inferior. The real witchcraft is what you see now, relying on the collective. Sacrificing, praying, and singing to gain the power of witch gods, this is the scariest thing."

Zhang Shiming observed for a while, and said, "Is it like our Taoist formation?"

"It's a bit similar. The magic of our Taoism was actually witchcraft at the very beginning. At the time of the Battle of the Conferred Gods, there was no Taoism. At that time, it was the so-called power of the three pure gods. It is no different from the two ways of demons and ghosts. .”

Zhang Shiming didn't quite understand what he said, and he didn't think about it. Looking at the scene, Fei Fei had already repeated the same procedure three times: burning incense, killing chickens, spreading glutinous rice and so on.

The speed of singing in the mouth suddenly accelerated, and the tone of voice became high-pitched.

The members of the great witch family also followed his rhythm and sang loudly.

From a distance, it sounds like an opera is being held.

Fei Fei held the ghost-headed tin stick with both hands and shook it vigorously. With a crisp sound, a stream of blood fell to the ground, and slowly solidified into a human shape, covered in blood scabs. It was the unformed salt-free ghost girl.

Standing there dumbly, his eyes are empty.

Then Fei Fei ate something into his mouth, took a few bites, and sprayed a mouthful of black Y body on the Chenzhou Talisman used to seal the underground jar.

The Chenzhou Talisman rotted immediately.

"Ulla, come out!"

Fei Fei let out a loud cry, a black hair protruded from under the jar, followed by a head, his face was very white, but it wasn't that beautiful white, but pale with a tinge of livid.

is a dead man.

If Ye Shaoyang was present, one would be able to tell at a glance that this was Tan Xiaohui, the heir of the real great witch family, the owner of the ice silkworm "Tan Xiaohui", the corpse that was stolen from the grave.

The witch spirit girl next to her covered in blood is the revived soul of the ice silkworm.

"This ice silkworm has already turned into a spirit before."

Zhang Shiming looked at Wu Lingxin and Tan Xiaohui, and said in an incredible tone: "I only know that Zhao Gongming has the ability to revive the soul, and Daofeng also has it. But at least they are all ghosts or Y gods. I didn't expect that the wizard can also revive the soul ...It seems that our Daoist spells can't do this, right?"

"This is a sacrificial technique, an exchange that defies the destiny. Do you know how much their family paid to revive the ghost of the ice silkworm?"

Taoist Tongxuan sneered, "Twelve top wizards died by self-immolation, and their souls flew away. Even the previous Great Wizard Immortal was seriously injured because of presiding over this sacrifice. Still can't beat him."

After Zhang Shiming heard it, he was too shocked to speak.

"Why, why did you pay such a high price to revive an ice silkworm?"

"They are not for the resurrection of the ice silkworm, but for the witch spirit believer... that girl who died, and the ice silkworm was her servant. When they recognized the master, they exchanged blood with each other.

In other words, within the body of the ice silkworm, there is a trace of the blood of the witch spirit believer, and the inheritance of the great witch fairy is the blood! The bloodline of witch spirit believers.

Now that she is dead, in order not to lose the inheritance, they thought of a way, that is, to revive the ice silkworm, use the blood essence and blood of the ice silkworm to shape it into a salt-free ghost girl, and then combine with her master's corpse... Soul, blood The combination of the body and the corpse can produce a new witch spirit girl. "

Zhang Shiming was shocked when he heard it, and asked after a long time: "What is the so-called inheritance, what makes them spend so much time and effort, and still voluntarily sacrifice?"

"I don't know about this. It may be some mysterious witchcraft that only witches and believers can learn. In short, in the great witch family, the witches and believers are the supreme masters. The so-called great witches are only guards. Because of the accidental death of this Wu Lingxin girl, the Great Wu Xian took power temporarily."

Zhang Shiming frowned and looked towards the field.

Feifan completed another set of complicated sacrificial process, wrapping the salt-free ghost girl and the corpse together with banana leaves, facing each other, and using a kind of bubbling jelly baked on fire to wrap their foreheads together. , mouth, and nose are all stuck together, and the fingers are interlocked so that the two people fit together completely.

Then, wrap the two of them tightly from head to toe with red silk cloth, and do the trick aside. The crowd started singing again, walked over in turn, bit the tip of their tongues, spit blood on the two figures wrapped in red silk cloth, and were immediately absorbed. The man seemed very tired and staggered away.

The two bodies of the red silk cloth began to twist and scream, as if they were going through a very painful thing. Then, the original two bodies gradually merged together.

"What is it... made in this way?" Zhang Shiming muttered to himself.

Taoist Tongxuan gave a sly smile and said, "In the final analysis, it is just a ghost corpse, but it has a special shape."

Zhang Shiming originally wanted to say that this was against the law of heaven, but suddenly thought that he had betrayed his master, although he was still a human being, but he was no longer a human mage who exorcised demons and defended the way, so he had no right to speak of others, so he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

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