The Strongest Tribe

After the clan discussion, everyone got a thick animal skin booklet with records about the witch house. Only then did everyone really understand the scale of the Great Xia witch house.

The animal skin booklet is complex and simple, explaining the structure of the witch house. Xia Tuo put everything he could think of into this booklet.

Many clansmen returned to their respective places to study with the pamphlets. There were still two figures left in the clan hall. Xia Tuo looked at the empty space with his eyes still closed.

It's been a while since Grandmaster came to my big summer. Master should have known my thoughts long ago. For this reason, I sent Elder Fat to go to Kongsang City. Unexpectedly, I only heard some rumors that Grandmaster is away.

Xia Tuo groaned softly, the establishment of the Daxia Witch Academy naturally needs a leader, and a Witch Sect who is good at formations is naturally the first choice.

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

My Great Xia sincerely invites Grandmaster, I don't know if Grandmaster has a decision.

Hunkong squinted his eyes and looked at Xia Tuo. He was not the sorcerer and wizard in the previous hall. After being promoted to the Wuzong, his life and soul were formed, and his mind was as firm as divine gold. He could not easily arouse mental fluctuations with a few words.

I am the one who must be killed by the tigers and guards of the Great Yin Royal Court. If you dare to take me in, are you not afraid of the wrath of the Great Yin Royal Court?

Hunkong said that there were more people from Kongsang City in the Daxia clan, so he knew that Xia Tuo had sent people to Kongsang City.

This is a frontier, and Wang Wei has never been here since ten thousand years ago.

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

Hunk Kong didn't refuse on the spot, which showed that he had a heart move, and he didn't expect to be able to persuade a Wuzong with a few words, but it was a good start.

Even if the Great Yin Tiger Benwei came to the frontier, he would turn into a dead tiger.

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

real?

Hearing this, Xia Tuo was taken aback for a moment. He had already thought up a lot of excuses, but this guy hadn't fully exerted his strength, and his throat was blocked.

but.

Master, you can just say that even if you kill a few Hubenweis, it's not a big deal.

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

Hearing this, Xia Tuo reacted instantly, and said, Okay, if Master wants to leave one day, I will never stop him.

Don't care about other things, let's keep the person first and then talk about it, and then slowly continue the time.

After saying that, Xia Tuo got up and walked towards the outside of the clan hall.

Master, come with me.

Looking at Xia Tuo, there was a hint of doubt in Hunkong's eyes. He didn't know what Xia Tuo intended. It was also difficult for Hubenwei to catch him easily.

But it's okay to stay in the frontier for a while, Kongsang City is not a safe and secure place, the most important thing is that he is alone, he can make the Nine Regions his home, and he can go wherever he wants.

The two went out of the family hall one by one and headed towards the sky of the Tianlu Mountain cave, where Qiao'er was already waiting there.

After entering Tianlu Mountain Cave, Xia Tuo said aloud: After Elder Fat returned from Kongsang City, I have been preparing.

Judging from Qing Kong's experience of chasing and killing from the Great Yin Royal Court, his relatives were undoubtedly slaughtered by the Great Yin Royal Court. For the craftsmen who committed crimes and escaped, the Great Yin Royal Court usually punished them repeatedly.

People who die with grievances are naturally not easy to reincarnate if they have grievances. He is going to try to summon the souls of the clansmen who have passed away.

This is also his last trump card to keep Qingkong.

spiritualism!

Fortunately, Hunkong agreed to stay, so the meaning of calling back the soul is different. Although the matter is still the same, there is no persecution by Chi Guoguo's interests.

In terms of the long-term development of Daxia, it is a bad policy to tie Qing Kong to the Daxia chariot for pure benefits. If there is mutual affection between them, this relationship will be more reliable.

This is incense wood and animal candle.

Hunk Kong looked at the stone platform in Dongtian filled with objects such as fragrant wood with witch talismans, showing a touch of surprise, and looked at Xia Tuo, not knowing what Xia Tuo was going to do.

These incense wood and animal candles, I asked the high priest to engrave sacrificial patterns on them with the purple air of the Great Xia as a guide.

Xia Tuo pointed to the things in front of him, and continued: There is an illusory realm in the clan that communicates the barren earth and the samsara world, which can temporarily accommodate the departed souls.

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

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

Speaking of this, Xia Tuo looked at Hunkong again, and said, I know it's offensive to bring up the memories that Elder Hun didn't want to mention again, but the resentful souls don't enter the reincarnation, and in the end they can only be scattered in the world.

If we can't attract resentful souls, we can feel at ease, at least people have entered reincarnation and have the hope of reincarnation, if...

He didn't continue his words. Looking at Hun Kong's pensive look, Xia Tuo waited quietly. In fact, he didn't know if he could summon the soul.

But the important thing is not the result, but the process.

He needs this process to make Hunkong deepen his feelings for Daxia.

Someone once said that since ancient times, true feelings can't be kept, only routines can win people's hearts.

In order to keep this Wuzong, he can be said to have racked his brains this time to come up with such a way.

This did not follow his words, and there was a touch of grief in his empty expression. The slaughter of his relatives these years has always been the deepest pain in his heart.

In fact, his formation talent is not high, and after more than 400 years of practice, he can only be promoted to the realm of the earth-level formation master. He was able to be promoted to the Wuzong realm, and he continued to break through in the pursuit of the Great Yin Royal Court. Self, plus those who were promoted after finding opportunities.

It took him 400 years to cultivate to the realm of the earth-level formation mage, and it only took him more than 50 years to go from the ground level to the heavenly level. Speaking of which, it was thanks to the Great Yin Royal Court.

Time and fate, no one can tell.

My clansmen have been lost for nearly a hundred years. Even if we summon their souls, they may not be able to do so.

After a long time, Hunkong looked up at Xia Tuo and said, although he said so, the look of expectation in his eyes could not be concealed.

Back then, in order to let him escape, the remaining 300 people in the family were all surrounded and slaughtered by the Tiger Guards.

Let's get started.

Xia Tuo didn't answer Hunkong's words directly, but directly signaled to Hunkong and said: You need to use your essence and blood as a guide, Qiaoer will help you from the side, and I will mobilize the Daxia Clan to help you.

Soon, the animal candles were set up, the incense wood was piled up, and blood dripped down from the empty space. Nearly a hundred drops of blood dripped down, which is enough to see the agitation in his heart.

Soon, within the sky of Tianlu Mountain Cave, a wave of fluctuations filled the sky, rising into the sky along the pillar of purple air above Tianlu Mountain, and spreading in all directions.

Qiaoer groaned softly, an obscure incantation sounded, the flames of the three-foot-high animal candle danced, and a faint flame was ignited on the piled up incense wood, which originated from the sacrificial pattern on the incense wood manifested, wrapped in empty blood Beads, along with the curling smoke and dust, soared upwards.

The void above the incense wood fireworks twisted, and illusory shadows surged. After a few breaths, illusory figures floated out of the cave, looking at the three of them dully.

Seeing these summoned soul shadows, Xia Tuo did not wipe them out, but mobilized Zi Qi to bring them all into the Yin God Realm, which was regarded as accumulating Yin virtue.

As time went by, the fragrant wood burned up one by one, and the blood sprinkled on the fragrant wood was also almost completely burned. At this moment, there was a glimmer of light in Hunkong's eyes, and dozens of drops of blood spilled out again.

As soon as a stick of incense passed by, soul shadows constantly floated out of the sky in Tianlu Mountain Cave. These soul shadows were somewhat ferocious and dull, including men and women, old and young, and they were all sent into the Yin God Realm by Xia Tuo.

lead!

At this moment, Qiao'er whispered, the fluctuations in the distorted void became huge in an instant, and strands of Yin Qi swept from the depths of the distorted void.

It works.

Seeing this scene, Xia Tuo's eyes lit up, and he felt intermittent fluctuations coming from the depths of the twisting void, and the breath was similar to the blood color wrapped in the fragrant wood.

Similarly, Hunkong also noticed it, his eyes showed excitement, and he looked at the twisted void in front of him without blinking.

hum!

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

Wood River.

Hearing Hunkong's yell, Xia Tuo waved his hand hurriedly, and suddenly a wisp of purple air was drawn by him, turning into a canopy of purple air, covering the phantom soul shadow.

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

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

He kept waving his hands to mobilize the purple qi to turn it into a canopy to protect these vain soul shadows. It seemed that these ghost shadows would be completely dissipated in a short time.

Ah Ching!

Xiao Hu.

Uncle He!

...

One after another, the attracted ghosts made Hun Kong whisper, his voice suppressed, and his body trembling.

It lasted for a full half a day, a total of fifty-nine soul shadows were attracted from the sky of Tianlu Mountain Cave, and no soul shadow was brought back since then.

There are more than 300 people in the Qingkong family, and the rest of them have either been reincarnated or died long ago.

I'll send them into the Yin God Realm. If they stay in the outside world for a while, their soul power will decline by a little bit.

Xia Tuo's words made Hunkong excited, and said hurriedly: Yes, yes, send it to the Yin God Realm quickly.

...

After half a stick of incense, an illusory Yin Qi world manifested in front of Hun Kong's eyes, and the soul shadows of other people stood in the boundary area dully.

It's not that ghosts can't cultivate, but it's extremely demanding to cultivate, and the right time and place must be occupied. In some cold and evil places, ghost cultivators will also be born.

Obviously, the people of Hunkong didn't get such a chance, they felt resentful and couldn't enter the reincarnation, and they almost fell to the point where their souls were scattered in the end.

ps I haven’t updated it today. I don’t know what’s going on. I woke up with a headache in the morning. I took the medicine and thought it would be better in the afternoon, but I didn’t expect the pain to be even worse in the afternoon. I’m still in a daze until now, and I only made an update in the afternoon.

Go to bed early today.