The reborn medical concubine and her baby stun the whole capital

Lan Tiao replied: "My sister actually gave me a spiritual weapon..."

Gongsun Mang's eyes lit up, and then he became frustrated, because magic power also has rules and restrictions. He has used up the number of transactions and can no longer trade with Lan Tiao in a short period of time.

Gongsun Mang waved his hand and said disgustedly: "I'm leaving. I don't want to run into you again in the future, you weirdo."

From low to high, the spiritual weapons are divided into seven levels: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple.

In the living city, red-level spiritual weapons are very common, and there are also many orange-level spiritual weapons. Yellow-level spiritual weapons are only the core disciples of major forces who are qualified to hold them. They are rarely circulated in the market. As for green-level spiritual weapons, Weapons are spiritual weapons that only the heirs of major forces are eligible to contract with. Now, Lan Tiao is holding a green-level spiritual weapon...

Gongsun Mang thought about it carefully and felt that even if he snatched Lan Tiao's spiritual weapon, he might not have the life to use it, so he should give up. What if Lan Tiao had some big background?

Gongsun Mang sighed, took two steps, and accidentally looked back at Lan Tiao, only to find that behind Lan Tiao... there were six people with tears on their brows!

Gongsun Mang's pupils shrank. He knew how terrifying the sacrificial tribe was, so he ran away without looking back.

At this moment, he felt that his body suddenly lost control and his steps became slower and slower...

Then, he turned around and started walking back step by step.

His steps seemed slow and steady, but deep in his eyes showed extreme fear.

Why can the sacrificial tribe control him?

He is clearly standing outside the miasma!

According to the information obtained before, the danger of the sacrificial tribe is not particularly high. As long as he does not stand within the scope of the miasma, he will be fine. But now, he is controlled by an invisible force and enters the miasma forest from the outside world... …

Gongsun Mang and Lan Tiao walked side by side, and the size and speed of their steps were exactly the same.

Gongsun Mang's mind was in chaos. Damn it, he shouldn't have wasted so much time on Lan Tiao. If he had left in time, he wouldn't have been caught...

He is still so young, is he going to die here?

Legend has it that people who were taken away by the sacrificial tribe never came back.

……

……

"Have you caught enough sacrifices?"

"We've caught enough. We were lucky this time and met two people."

In the miasma forest, two groups of Compassion tribesmen met and chatted with each other. Several "sacrifice" followed them with stiff steps, through the miasma forest, to the foot of the mountain.

The mountains are rolling up and down, but some of the "sacrifice" have surprise and solemnity in their eyes, because they have been to Ciguang Swamp more than once before and know that this swamp contains nine mountains, but now, the mountains... have become ten seats.

The extra mountain is where the Bei Ming people have lived for generations.

The high priest counted the number of "sacrifice" and found a total of 99 people.

"Very good, the sacrifice this time is enough."

At this time, a tall and thin man from the Compassion tribe stepped forward and said, "Master Priest, we have captured a special sacrifice this time."

"Oh?" the high priest asked, "Which one?"

He felt that all the sacrifices looked the same, and there was really nothing special about them.

Tears lit up the brows of the tall, thin Compassion tribesman, and then Gongsun Mang stood in front of the high priest step by step.

The tall, thin Compassion tribe member said: "We didn't see this person originally. The reason why we were able to capture him was because he had a special causal entanglement with another person. And I am naturally very sensitive in this regard. I followed it. Because of this entanglement of cause and effect, I tried to use the catching technique on the air, and then I caught him."

When Gongsun Mang heard this, his heart turned green. It turned out that the people of the Compassion clan did not see him at all!

It was because he traded with Lan Tiao three times, leaving traces and being discovered...

Damn!

It’s definitely not a good time to go out today!

Gongsun Mang felt secretly resentful in his heart, and at the same time he was very worried. He didn't know what his future fate would be.

The high priest raised his eyelids and stared at Gongsun Mang seriously for a while. It was not until Gongsun Mang was frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. The high priest looked away in disappointment and said: "He is very ordinary, there is nothing special about him." ...As for why you couldn’t see him before, maybe he became invisible.”

"Okay..." The tall, thin and compassionate tribesman looked disappointed, because if he caught a special sacrifice, the high priest would reward him. He didn't expect that this Gongsun Mang was just an ordinary person.

This incident was just a small episode. Soon, the high priest led his tribe and many sacrifices towards the mountain.

When everyone walked into the mountain, the entire mountain disappeared into place as if it had never appeared before.

Farmhouses are built on the mountainside. In the normal Metta Swamp territory, all trees are black. Only miasma or special plants appear green. The same is true for the nine mountains, but this tenth mountain, The trees are lush and the branches and leaves are full of vibrant green. The land is flat and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. It looks like an ordinary village that is free from the world.

Walk through the village and continue up the mountain. When you reach the top of the mountain, you can find a huge altar on the mountain.

The altar is two meters high, cylindrical, and has no steps. The entire altar column is dark red, like coagulated blood.

On top of the altar, there stood a statue of a god.

The body of the statue is in perfect golden proportions. The face is shrouded in a misty green miasma, making it difficult to see its appearance. However, a pair of tea-green pupils can be seen looming. Those eyes are soft and kind, and there seems to be something deep in the pupils. A light, slightly sad gray, as if pitying the world.

The high priest knelt on the ground and chanted: "You are the great Lord of all evils, the immortal god who has mercy on thousands of people..."

The remaining Compassion clan members did not kneel on the ground, but surrounded the altar and began to dance. Their limbs were soft and flexible, and they could make exaggerated movements.

The dance is weird and strange, but it has an indescribable sense of beauty, as if it is in line with the principles of heaven and earth.

"You are immortal hope and eternal light..."

As the dance progressed, the faces of every Compassion tribe member gradually became filled with fanaticism, even the high priest was no exception. He loudly praised the statue of the god on the altar, and then kowtowed devoutly.

"Please accept the sacrifices offered to you by humble believers..."

The statue bloomed with misty green light.

The people of the Compassion Tribe were still dancing. The high priest kowtowed three times to the statue, then stood up and said to the sacrifices:

"We are the people of compassion."

“We believe in a God of compassion.”

"The benevolent and great gods give us extraordinary power and allow us to live a peaceful and prosperous life."

"Everyone should believe in gods in their hearts."

"Now, I'll give you two options."

"The first is to kneel down and repent to the gods, pray for their forgiveness, and become a believer of the gods."

"The second is to become a sacrifice."

"You only have one stick of incense to think about."