The Strongest Tribe

After the clan discussion, everyone got a thick animal skin paper pamphlet with records about the Witch Academy. Only then did everyone truly understand the scale of the Great Summer Witch Academy.

There are complex and simple in the animal skin booklet, explaining the structure of the witch courtyard, Xia Tuo put everything he could think of into this booklet.

Many clansmen returned to their respective places with pamphlets to study. There were two figures left in the clan hall, and Xia Tuo looked at the empty sky that was still closed and rested.

"The master has come to my Daxia for some time. My Mind Master should have known it a long time ago. For this reason, I also asked Fat Elder to go to Kongsang City. Unexpectedly, I only heard some rumors about the Master being outside."

Xia Tuo said lightly, the formation of the Great Summer Witch Academy naturally requires a leader, and a Witch Sect who is good at formation is naturally the first choice.

After soothing Hun Kong for such a long time, he was ready to make a move and completely incorporated Hun Kong into the clan.

"My Daxia is sincerely inviting the master, I don't know if the master has a decision."

Hun Kong squinted his eyes and looked at Xia Tuo. He was not the witches and wizards in the previous hall. After being promoted to the witch sect, his life and soul were concluded, and his mind was as firm as a **** of gold. It is not a few words that can easily cause spiritual fluctuations.

"I am the one who will kill the Tiger and Benwei of the Great Yin King. Do you dare to take me in, not afraid of the anger of the Great Yin King?"

Hun Kong said, there were more people from Kongsang City in the Daxia Clan, and he knew that Xia Tuo had sent someone to Kongsang City.

"This is a wasteland. Wang Wei hasn't been here since ten thousand years ago."

Upon hearing this, Xia Tuo shook his head slightly and said aloud.

Hun Kong didn't refuse on the spot, which showed that he had an intention in his heart, and he didn't expect a few words to speak to a Wuzong, but it was also a good start.

"Even if Da Yinhu Benwei comes to the border, he will become a dead tiger."

"I don't have a place to go for the time being, but I can spend some time in Daxia."

"Really?"

Hearing this, Xia Tuo was taken aback. He had thought about a lot of rhetoric. This guy hadn't fully exerted his strength yet, so he was stuck in his throat.

"but."

"Master can say straight, even killing a few tiger guards is not a big deal."

"If I want to leave, you can't stop it."

Hearing this, Xia Tuo reacted instantly and said, "Well, if the master wants to leave one day, I will never stop him."

Regardless of other things, let the people stay for now, and let the time go on slowly in the future.

After speaking, Xia Tuo got up and walked outside the clan hall.

"Master, come with me."

Looking at Xia Tuo, Hun Kong's eyes showed a hint of doubt. He didn't know what Xia Tuo intended to do. He hadn't reached the point where he didn't stay in Daxia. With the strength of his Wuzong Realm and his knowledge of space, even he was. Hu Benwei also had difficulty catching him easily.

However, there is nothing to spend a while in the border, Kongsang City is not a safe and secure place, the most important thing is that he is alone, can be home to the nine regions, and can go wherever he wants to go anytime.

The two of them went out of the clan hall one after the other and headed towards the sky of Tianlu Mountain Cave, where Qiao'er was already waiting in the cave.

After entering the Heavenly Furnace Cave, Xia Tuo said aloud: "After Fat Elder came back from Kongsang City, I was preparing."

Taking Hun Kong’s experience of chasing and killing from the Great Yin Court, his relatives undoubtedly also suffered the slaughter of the Great Yin Court. For craftsmen who committed crimes and escaped, the Great Yin Court was usually punished by sitting.

People who died with grievances are naturally not easy to reincarnate. He is ready to try to summon the souls of the people who have passed away in the sky.

This is also his last killer to keep Hun Kong.

spiritualism!

Fortunately, Hun Kong agreed to stay, so that the meaning of casting spells to call souls would be different, although the matter was still such a thing, there was no persecution of Chi Guoguo's interests.

In terms of the long-term development of Da Xia, it is a bad idea to tie the emptiness to Da Xia chariot with pure benefit. If there is mutual kindness, this relationship will be more reliable.

"This is incense wood, beast candle."

Hun Kong looked at the Dongtian stone platform full of fragrant wood and other objects depicting witch charms, showing a touch of surprise, and looked at Xia Tuo, not knowing what Xia Tuo was doing.

"These fragrant woods and beast candles, I asked the high priest to use Daxia Ziqi as a guide, and carved sacrificial patterns on them."

Xia Tuo pointed to what was in front of him, and then said: "There is an illusory realm in the clan that connects the barren earth and the world of the sun and the world of reincarnation. It can temporarily contain the dead souls.

Some people who were slaughtered, grievances and grievances died, because they had grievances in their hearts, they would not step into reincarnation.

If you use the method of entrapment, you can lead it to the Yin God Realm, and then find a way to eliminate the grievances on your body and enter the reincarnation in reincarnation, so as not to disappear in smoke. "

Speaking of this, Xia Tuo looked at Hunkong again and said: "I know it is offensive to mention the memory that Elder Hun didn't want to mention again, but the resentment doesn't enter the cycle of reincarnation, and in the end it can only be scattered in the world.

If we can’t attract resentful souls, we can still feel at ease. At least people have entered the cycle of reincarnation and have the hope of reincarnation, if..."

His words did not go on, looking at Hun Kong with a somewhat thoughtful look, Xia Tuo waited quietly, in fact he didn't know if he could bring a soul.

But what matters is not the result, but the process.

He needs this process to let Hun Kong deepen his feelings for Da Xia.

Someone once said that since ancient times the true feelings cannot be retained, only routines are popular.

In order to keep the Wuzong, he can say that he racked his brains this time, and just came up with such a method.

This did not fall with his words, and there was a touch of grief in the look of the empty sky. The slaughter of his relatives over the years has always been the deepest pain hidden in his heart.

In fact, his formation talent is not high. After more than four hundred years of training, he can't be promoted to the realm of the ground formation mage. He can be promoted to the witch sect realm, and he still makes continuous breakthroughs in the pursuit and killing of the Great Yin Palace. Self, plus the promotion only after finding a chance.

It took him four hundred years to cultivate to the realm of the Divine Array Mage, but it only took more than 50 years to get from the Divine Step to the Heaven Step. It was thanks to the Great Yin King Court.

Time is also fate, no one can tell.

"My people have fallen for nearly a hundred years. Even if they call upon their souls, they may not be strong enough."

After a long time, Hun Kong looked up at Xia Tuo and said, even though he said that, the expectation in his eyes couldn't hide.

In order to let him escape that year, the remaining more than 300 people in the entire family were surrounded and slaughtered by Hu Benwei.

"Let's start."

Xia Tuo did not respond directly to Hun Kong's words, and directly signaled Hun Kong and said: "You need to use your blood as a guide. Qiao'er will help you from the side. I will mobilize Daxia Clan to help you."

Soon, the beast candle was swinging, the fragrant wood was piled up, and blood dripped down in the air, and nearly a hundred drops of blood dripped, which was enough to see the agitation in his heart.

Soon, within the Tianlu Cave, a wave filled the sky, following the purple pillars above Tianlu Mountain, rising into the sky and spreading in all directions.

Qiao'er's mouth whispered, an obscure spell sounded, and the three-foot-high beast candle flames throbbed, and the pile of incense wood ignited a dark flame, and the sacrificial pattern originating from the incense wood manifested, enveloping the empty blood. The bead soars up with the smoke and dust.

Above the incense wood fireworks, the void was distorted, and there were illusory shadows surging. After a few breaths, illusory figures appeared in the cave sky, staring at the three people dullly.

Seeing these summoned soul shadows, Xia Tuo did not destroy them, but instead mobilized the purple energy to bring them all into the Yin God Realm, which was regarded as an accumulation of Yin virtue.

As time went by, the fragrant wood burned out one by one, and the blood in the empty air that had fallen on the fragrant wood was almost burnt. At this moment, there was a glimmer of light in the empty eyes, and dozens of drops of blood came out again.

After a stick of incense passed, the sky of the Tianlu Cave continued to float in the shadows of the spirits. These shadows were a bit hideous and sluggish. There were men and women, old and young, all of which were sent into the Yin God Realm by Xia Tuoqi.

"lead!"

At this moment, Qiao'er whispered, and the twisted void fluctuations became huge in this short period of time, and a wave of Yin Qi swept from the depths of the twisted void.

"It works."

Seeing this scene, Xia Tuo's eyes lit up. He felt the intermittent fluctuations in the depths of the twisted void, and the breath was similar to the blood color wrapped in the incense wood.

Similarly, Hun Kong was aware of it, with excitement in his eyes, staring at the twisted void in front of him without blinking.

Hum!

In the next moment, a faint shadow appeared in the twisted void. This shadow was very weak and extremely vain, and it was about to transform into a ball of souls.

"Wood River."

Hearing Hun Kong's yelling, Xia Tuo waved his hand hurriedly, and suddenly a ray of purple energy was drawn by him and turned into a purple canopy, covering the top of the illusory soul shadow.

The ghost shadow that seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind, was protected by the purple canopy, and was no longer eroded by the Yin Qi.

After the first soul shadow appeared, in the distorted void, there were constantly illusory figures drawn by the looming blood line. These figures did not have autonomous consciousness, but were instinctively drawn.

He constantly waved his hand to mobilize the purple energy to transform into a canopy, and shielded these imaginary soul shadows. It seemed that it would not take long for these soul shadows to disappear completely.

"A Qing!"

"Little Hu."

"Uncle He!"

...

The soul shadows that were attracted one after another caused the whole sky to whisper, the voice was suppressed, and the body was shaking.

After a full half day, there were 59 soul shadows in the Tianlu Cave. Since then, no soul shadow has been brought back.

There are more than three hundred people in Hunkong's relatives~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The remaining people have either been reincarnated, or have long since disappeared.

"I'll send them into the Yin God Realm. If they stay outside for a while, their spirit power will decline by one point."

Xia Tuo's words made Hun Kong agitated, and he said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, quickly send to the Yin God Realm."

...

After half a pillar of incense, an illusory world of Yin Qi appeared in front of Hun Kong's eyes, and the ghosts of his people stood in the boundary dullly.

It's not that ghosts can't cultivate, but they want to cultivate very harshly, and they have to occupy the right time and place. In some cold and evil places, ghost cultivation will be born.

Obviously, the people of Hunkong didn't get such a chance, they felt resentment and couldn't enter the cycle of reincarnation, and they almost fell to the point where they lost their souls.

PS didn't change today, I don't know what's going on. I got a headache in the morning. I thought it would be better in the afternoon after taking the medicine. I didn't expect it to hurt even more in the afternoon. It was still dumbfounded until this afternoon.

Go to bed early today.