Overcome the catastrophe

The ancestral hall in the village is only a little taller than other houses, and it is not surprising from the outside. There are neither ancestors nor gods inside, and there are no expensive or gorgeous decorations.

Ling Zihan was slightly surprised, and then understood.

The so-called dark temple does not enshrine only one god, but many gods that belong to the same dark camp. There are eight gods, 64 gods, and 120 eight gods, including demons and ghosts, but witch gods are not among them.The Dark Temple believes that the witch god belongs to the righteous way, but the human camp thinks that the witch cultivator, like the demon cultivator and the demon cultivator, is a crooked way, and both sides refuse to accept it. The offerings and sacrifices are no longer clear.

When Chuan was building the ancestral hall, he had thought about it over and over again. Instead of making mistakes in the rules of worship and offending the witch god, it would be better to do nothing, just remember the kindness of the witch god in his heart, and burn incense to pray on a few special days. Mind.

For the poor, all they have left is their minds, which is something they can't do anything about.

The ancestral hall is very large, with three rooms in a row. The left side is for discussion, the right side is for hospitality, and the "sacred stone" is enshrined in the middle. It is usually locked tightly, and almost no one enters it.

There are now villagers sitting in the rooms on the left and right.They have different skin colors and shapes, and they all look old and tired.There are very few children and women, both of which are "annual offerings" that the Dark Temple asks for all the year round, and not many can slip through the net by chance.

Xie Xi went to talk to Xie Xie who was busy here, and Ling Zihan slipped into the middle room while the adults were not paying attention.For some reason, he always had a feeling that the sacred stone was of great benefit to him, so he wanted to have a look.

The stone offered on the heavy wooden table was not big, probably slightly bigger than Jin Qiansha's palm. It was irregular in shape, with uneven surface, but smooth. It was a bit like a meteorite that fell from the sky, tempered by burning. Polished, and then formed the current appearance.

Ling Zihan leaned forward to take a closer look, only to feel that this stone was abnormally black, as if the entire universe was contained in it, unfathomably deep.He thought it was his own illusion, so he closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and then opened his eyes to look again.

Gradually, he discovered that there seemed to be runes looming on the black stone.The pattern is a dark blue to the extreme, very complicated and difficult to understand, but it makes him feel a deep attraction, as if something in the depths of the soul is about to fly out of the body and merge with the black stone.He was a little surprised, and became even more vigilant, always keeping his mind on, never wavering.

The suction on the black stone is getting stronger and stronger, Ling Zihan only feels a splitting headache, remembering in the game, as if he was sucked into that weird vortex like this, and then came to this world, if he is sucked away again, throw It's fine for him to go to another world, but what about Wei Tianyu?He hasn't found anyone yet, so he must not leave.Thinking of this, he instinctively sat down cross-legged, focused on his brain, and resisted the attraction of the black stone.

Maybe it was just a moment, but Ling Zihan seemed to have passed many, many years.There are many colorful scenes coming and going in his mind, but he has an empty mind, no thinking, no perception, no desires, no desires, never being tempted, not curious, not exploring, not appreciating, not hating, let him go east and west, north and south, I stand still.

Gradually, the black stone began to vibrate, and then became more and more violent, faintly emitting sounds like mountains roaring and tsunami, dragons singing and phoenixes screaming, thunder roaring and wind roaring, Yinggeyanwu and so on.The black stone slowly glowed, and a faint blue wall of light slowly stretched out, covering Ling Zihan who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Soon, the dark clouds in the sky stirred up, and the gray-black snowflakes that were falling also changed their trajectory, as if they were bound by an invisible force, and rushed towards the ancestral hall.Soon, a funnel-shaped air vortex appeared above the roof, reaching to the sky.The rumbling sound became louder and louder, and even the heavy and solid stone house shook.

Some of the villagers were waiting in the ancestral hall, and some were still packing their things in their own homes. There were more than 30 people in more than [-] households. At this moment, they were a little surprised and flustered. Hearing the movement, they thought that the masters of the Dark Temple had already called.The bold ones ran out of the house, intending to go all out, and the timid ones hid in the room, looking out through the window, ready to commit suicide at any time, but they could not fall into the hands of the people of the Dark Temple.

There is no one outside, only the huge air whirlpool in the air, like a tornado, attracting all kinds of airflows such as evil spirits, blood energy, demonic energy, and demonic air around it. Silver and white brilliance, colorful and dazzling, forming a spectacular scene that the villagers have never seen before.

"Blood Axe" Jin Qiansha also came out of the house. Looking at the vortex, his face changed drastically, "This is... Kailing? Who has such a majestic momentum? Could it be... Heavenly Grade Martial Soul?" A scene that only existed in legends, he couldn't help but soar into the sky and flew towards the ancestral hall, regardless of the injuries on his body.

Dr. Chen and the others also rushed over, but at the gate of the ancestral hall, they saw Chen Yu and his uncle and nephew.The two seemed to be protecting the law for someone, and no one was allowed to enter the room in the middle.The villagers were also very conscious, seeing that it was not a disaster, they retreated to the house, sat down quietly and waited.

Dr. Chen and the others found it strange that there were very few children in the village. There were only four children under the age of ten. Except for Pan Shi and Ling Zihan, the other two children were two years old and five years old.Theoretically speaking, eight to ten years old is the best age to open the spirit, of course, in fact, awakening the martial soul at any time is just a matter of quality.Now the formation of the awakened martial soul is really a bit big, and isn't Zhuan organizing the villagers to prepare for evacuation?Why do you have time to open the spirit for the child?Moreover, the preparations before the opening of the spirit will take more than ten days. How could the opening of the spirit be done so hastily?

Seeing the doubts of Dr. Chen's family, Xie Xuan couldn't help but smiled wryly, "We didn't expect that Xiaoxi came to talk to me, and Xiaohan went to play by himself, but who knew he entered the middle room and saw the sacred stone. It suddenly became enlightened."

"What? Xiaohan?" Dr. Li and his wife, Yin Yin and Pan Shi's family all paled in shock, "How could it be? He's not yet four years old?"

Jin Qiansha had already seen the situation of Ling Zihan's spiritual enlightenment at the door, and said to them solemnly: "This spiritual enlightenment is too strong, it will definitely attract the attention of those demon children in the Demon Palace, and rush over to snatch him. You guys Immediately organize the villagers to make preparations, and we will transfer immediately after Xiaohan's enlightenment is over."

"Oh, good." Zhuan also thought of the terrible consequences, and hurried out, going door to door, urging the villagers to speed up, pack up their belongings, and prepare to leave.

There are Jinqiansha and Xixi Hufa here, and the doctor couple and sister Xiyin also went to help clean up some old, weak, sick and disabled villagers in the village.

Pan Shi looked enviously at the huge tornado in the sky, and couldn't help but ask his father, "Can I also open my spirit like my brother?"

Pan Ya was also very envious, "I hope you will win me over and develop a good martial soul, so that you can cultivate to the level of Martial Master in the future."

Pan Shi clenched his small fists, "Don't worry, Dad, I will definitely."

The huge vortex lasted for a day and a night before it gradually shrunk and died down.Cross-legged and concentrating, Ling Zihan opened his eyes, the dark blue in his eyes became more intense, with occasional flashes of blue sparks, revealing a bit of mystery.

Jin Qiansha watched him stand up, and rushed up impatiently and asked, "How is it? What kind of spirit is it?"

Ling Zihan's consciousness had already "seen" the extra things in his body, and he was very confused.With the awakening of the martial soul, some things were naturally understood. He skillfully summoned the martial soul, looked at it with a complicated expression, and remained silent for a long time.

His martial soul is not as single as usual, it is actually a rare dual martial soul.There is a black skull on the blazing blue flame. The flame is extremely hot and full of aura of destruction, and the face of the pure black with a faint blue smile has a strange smile on it, which makes people feel creepy at first sight. , I just feel surrendered from the depths of my soul, and I can't help but want to fall to the ground to worship.

"This is..." Jin Qiansha's expression changed suddenly, "Pluto True Fire... You Bone Soul Emperor... My God..."

Ling Zihan could clearly see that everyone else felt unwell, only Jin Qiansha and Xie Xi were not affected, so he withdrew his martial spirit, looked up at Jin Qiansha, and asked curiously: "Uncle Jin, my martial spirit is of good quality. ?"

"Okay." Jin Qiansha looked solemn, turned his head and said to Xi Xi, "Quick, we have to leave immediately, otherwise Xiaohan will be very dangerous, and the Demon Palace will not let him go."

Xie Xi immediately ran out to inform Xie Xie and Doctor Xie.

The villagers are not rich, and they are reluctant to leave anything behind, even pots and pans.Xie's family persuaded them to bring tools, weapons, clothes, food, and small valuables, such as heavy furniture and crude daily necessities.

After half a day of turmoil, the villagers finally gathered in the ancestral hall.

Since Ling Zihan absorbed all the evil energy in this area when he opened his spirit, there would be no danger in driving away with the magic weapon. Jin Qiansha took out a small boat and put it on the ground.The boat expanded rapidly, and the streamlined hull was gorgeous and exquisite, shining in the dark sky, which made the villagers admire.

Chen Xuan organized them to board the boat one after another, and Jin Qianshao went in last, steered the boat up into the sky, and flew towards the distance.

Ling Zihan was a little worried, "Will the people in the nearby village be in danger? Shouldn't we take them away?"

The doctor put his arms around him and explained gently, "Every village has built a shelter, which has enough food and drink for a year. Generally speaking, the shelters are deep underground or deep in the mountains. It is very difficult to find them at the upper level, unless you are a master above the holy level, it is possible to find them. There is also such a shelter in our village. If your Uncle Jin and uncle don’t come, we will hide there for a year and a half. Dark Temple Those people would not go to war just for the sake of a few villagers, sending saint-level masters over to kill people. In fact, they would not even come to the Zun-level, just a few war sects would be enough. The environment here is harsh, and all kinds of vitality are thin. It's very slow to get up, and if they can't find anyone for a year, they usually don't bother."

"So that's the case." Ling Zihan was relieved, "Then where are we going now?"

Xie Li smiled and said, "The Land of Exile."