Back to the Future Sword of Sichen

The Taoist priest woke up from his memories. They had landed on the square. After being washed away by the rain, the square made of special black stone was as moist as a mirror, reflecting the final object and the old Taoist's gray temples.

At the edge of the square, there are four dark stone pillars, each of which is three meters high. A mysterious spell is engraved on the surface of the pillars. Only the old Taoist knows that this is a sacrificial spell. As long as Qu Niang and the mutilated Lu Shu are By making a sacrifice, you can gain great power.

"Then, let's start now." Lao Dao controlled the final object and came to the center of the square. A gust of wind blew by, blowing up Lao Dao's wide sleeves and disappearing together with the memories of the past.

"In the past few years, I have been living in panic in the shadow of heavy rain." Old Tao murmured to himself. The pain was no longer visible in his eyes as deep as a well, replaced by a firm and hopeful will, " Now, I have found a way to resist the heavy rain."

Then the Taoist priest looked up to the sky and smiled, letting the drizzle hit his body and enjoying it very much. It was like a baptism of a new self. His whole body was filled with pleasure, so much so that the Taoist priest needed to tighten his muscles to suppress the excitement. Trembling body.

Qu Niang, who was inside the final object, didn't know why the master was laughing, nor did she know what the heavy rain was. But she knew one thing, Peicheng seemed to have entered a state of crisis, and only by sacrificing herself could she protect Peicheng and the people in the city.

Qu Niang said: "Master, has something big happened to Peicheng? Do you really want to sacrifice me to protect Peicheng's peace?"

"Yes, yes." The Taoist Master said repeatedly, "That natural disaster cannot be stopped by human beings. We need you and need to sacrifice your life in order to withstand this natural disaster that is enough to destroy Peicheng."

"So that's it." There is no trace of sadness in Qu Niang's clear eyes. She will not be afraid of death, nor will she cry because of death. Every auspicious sign is very clear, even if the body turns into dust after death, no matter it is Whether floating in the sky or integrated into the soil, this world is their loving and warm home.

Of course, before going home, they have to make one, two... more contributions to their family.

The Taoist Master said nothing more, he no longer hesitated. For himself and for the sake of this city, it doesn't matter if he just sacrifices a few people. If you want to live in this troubled world for a long time, the necessary sacrifices are worth it.

The Taoist Master took a deep breath and held up the magic formula with both hands. While the formula was being squeezed with both hands, the four pillars on the edge of the square also emitted a faint light as the formula gradually became complete.

As the last spell was cast, scarlet light floated from the old Taoist's hand, condensing into a complex pattern of mysterious spells in the dim sky and earth. The old Taoist stretched out his hand to touch the mysterious spell, and then pressed the spell into Inside the final object.

Suddenly there was a burst of blood, and blood lines wrapped around the final object like vines, and spread down the final object's body, covering the entire square and crawling towards the four stone pillars.

"Ugh...ahhhh!"

Qu Niang screamed miserably, and the scarlet mysterious technique invaded her body like a poisonous snake along its roots. Her body seemed to be burned by flames, every inch of skin and every nerve seemed to be boiling, and what was even more terrifying was Yes, her blood vessels became swollen because they were filled with mysterious magic, as if there were countless blood-red earthworms walking through her body.

The Taoist priest naturally heard the screams that were distorted by the pain, as if a sharp sword had been stabbed into his ears, causing severe damage to his brain, causing him to suddenly recall all the things he had lived with Qu Niang. past.

The innocent, lively and enthusiastic little figure often surrounds him, shouting with that clear and sweet voice: "Master! Master!"

"Master! I hurt so much! I hurt so much!"

Qu Niang's screams continued. She knelt down in a small dark space. A line of blood and tears slid down her cheeks, dyeing her green clothes red. "Master... Master..." Her voice was almost as loud as her throat. As if squeezed out, Qu Niang could no longer see the things in front of her clearly, her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and darkness and cold were slowly eroding her body.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." The last bit of conscience in my heart was finally awakened, and the old Taoist's tears mixed with the raindrops on the horizon and fell down. The rain suddenly fell faster, and the clothes were wet, and sadness and mist slowly rose. , that tall back is getting old after all, and the slightly curved back shows infinite sadness.

"But...but!" Lao Dao suddenly clenched his fists and shouted at the top of his lungs, just like the feeble roar he made in despair: "God! Why do you treat the world like this! We just want to live!"

A wave of air erupted from Lao Dao's body, shaking away the surrounding rain. Lao Dao's closed eyes opened again, with anger gushing from his eyes, "Everyone must live! Even if... a small number of people are sacrificed. …It’s inevitable.”

In the end, his conscience was swallowed up by anger, and the desolate white figure in the rain looked like a devil who was forced into a desperate situation.

The Taoist Master held a magic formula and recited: "Qu Niang, listen to the order! Call the rest of the Lushu in the city!"

"Ahem... vomit!" A flash of red light erupted from Qu Niang's body. Her eyes had lost their energy and she could not see clearly what was in front of her. Her brain was buzzing, and her body could not feel the pain at all. It was numb and cold - her body As if falling into the deep sea, his will gradually melts away... Could it be that he is really going to die?

The final thing raised its head and let out a long cry. The cry echoed over Peicheng, like a horn from ancient times, evoking the incomplete deer and Shu scattered in different locations in the city.

They spread their hooves and head in the same direction.

In the God-Chasing Division, little Yenisei was also summoned. Her body was trembling violently and she whined uneasily. And Besmir keenly discovered the strangeness of little Yenisei. As a blind man, although he could not see the world with his eyes, he had strong spiritual power to deeply imprint the surrounding scenery in his mind like a sketch.

The strong mental power made Besmir immediately understand that little Yenisei was controlled by someone. Before little Yenisei left, Besmir immediately activated the mysterious technique, and the mysterious technique like flowing water was caressed like a gentle hand. On the top of Little Yenisei's head, the spiritual power contained in it contained infinite energy. In just a moment, the controlled Little Yenisei woke up immediately.

"Ms. Besmir...I..."

"It's okay, little Yenisei." Besmir stretched out his hand and hugged little Yenisei, "No need to worry, we are all here."