Theism

Seeing Yang Yu's appearance, Yuan Kang couldn't help but sighed softly, walked to his side, patted his shoulder, and cast the witchcraft in his hand, ripples agitated, suppressing his momentum for a moment.

Yang Yu obediently sat down, closed and blinked his eyes, his eyes regained clarity, Yuan Kang pulled his hands away, but still kept the power of witchcraft shackling him.

"Now we can have a good chat." Yuan Kang raised his head and looked at Da Xiyuan again.

Then it was time for the two of them to talk. Yuan Kang was not very interested in this, but it just surprised her. The method Da Xiyuan said didn't seem very reliable.

An important factor that caused Yang Yu to become what he is now is Xue Ge. Xue Ge's death has caused him a trauma that cannot be ignored, and it has also become more presumptuous, because if no one controls him, his restraint will be lost. It makes sense, maybe he thinks so.

So the treatment method proposed by Da Xiyuan is to fight poison with poison, find out everything related to Xue Ge, stimulate him overtly and secretly, remind him of what Xue Ge taught him before, and let him re-discipline himself.

This sounds extremely unreliable, Yuan Kang thinks it is ridiculous, but there is no reason to stop them, so she decides to let it go.

"Finally, on this basis, I still suggest that the king should continue to maintain...uh." When Da Xiyuan said this, he looked at Yuan Kang involuntarily, and Yuan Kang and him looked at each other, "Continue to maintain the state of madness."

After all, this would be considered a big stimulus, and Yuan Kang kept silent, apparently not objecting to this suggestion.

"Yes." Yang Chen thought for a while, and glanced at Yuan Kang, as if he knew what she was thinking.

Yuan Kang withdrew the witchcraft that had been exerted on Yang Jin, and walked out with Da Xiyuan.

In a slightly dim room with cold decorations, everyone retreated, leaving him alone. There was still some reason in his eyes, which looked extraordinarily bright.

It was very windy and snowy outside, and in the square next to the gate, apart from the majestic buildings, there was no aura of living people. White snow fell one after another, covering up the original bloody oppression, leaving only a barren and lonely place.

Yuan Kang stepped out of the main hall, separated from Da Xiyuan, and a medical officer led him to where he should go.

Yuan Kang went out of the palace gate, and there was a person waiting for him outside, the high priest sealed off.

He was dressed in silver and black clothes, the most common attire of a high priest, holding a silver umbrella painted with white magnolia in his bony joints, the wind and snow blurred Yuan Kang's vision, and could not blur the man's proud standing posture.

The silver fan was lifted slightly, revealing the handsome face that was hidden behind, because his face is always too serious, it seems a bit unreasonable, but there is no doubt that he is still very handsome, and he feels different from Xie Yu.

If Xie Yu is the gentle and delicate type, then he is the domineering type.

Yuan Kang walked straight towards him, and the attendants beside him held up umbrellas for her until they sent her under Feng Xing's umbrella.

The umbrella in his hand is not big, but it has the ability to avoid snow, and the umbrella has become a unique scene in the snowstorm flying all over the sky.

Yuan Kang walked with him, naturally because of the secret volume. There is no doubt that she needs a group of capable witches, and Feng Xing is naturally the first choice.

This matter was already being prepared before Yuan Kang came back, because Yuan Kang needed to keep his head up and stay crazy, only in this way could she continue to plan with peace of mind, any trace of clear reason would be an obstacle for Yuan Kang to complete this matter, So when Da Xiyuan made that request, she acquiesced, even indulged.

Her plan is going on normally in the Witch Palace. This is where they usually discuss important matters. There are a lot of materials. If they need to conduct research and experiments, it will be a good place. Of course, it is also a good place for Yuankang's plan to test.

When they entered the house, Feng Xing put away the umbrella in his hand, and the warm breath rushed over from the moment they entered. There was a large temperature difference between the inside and outside of the hall, which was of course caused by small witchcraft. .

The hall is covered with yellow and red patterned carpets, covering almost the entire floor. There are many books inside, which can be said to be densely packed. There is a person sitting in front of the desk in the hall, and there are many bamboo slips piled up on it, and he is still flipping through them. looking impatient.

"Xi Chu?" Feng Xing was obviously puzzled, why he was still here.

"Huh? Yuan Kang, you're back." Xi Chu looked up and saw them coming back, and put down the things in his hands.

"I still don't understand that." Xi Chu's words answered Feng Xing's doubts.

"Are you studying the secret volume?" Yuan Kang was asking Xi Chu. The person in front of him was a boy younger than her, and he looked full of youthful vigor, unlike them, who were lifeless.

"Well, yes." Xi Chu nodded and admitted that the secret scroll was copied by Yuan Kang from Qi Guo.

"But it doesn't seem to have any reason." Xi Chu expressed his doubts very bluntly.

"Well, I don't think it's too reliable." Yuan Kang answered him very frankly, walked around him, and walked towards the altar inside.

Actually this place has open air, but because of the bad weather, they thought it would be fine indoors.

A room made of stones, three sides are separated by a whole stone wall, and the other side leads to the inside of the hall. When used, it is isolated by witchcraft, and it is isolated from any weather outside.

In the middle is a circular altar, surrounded by various utensils and materials arranged according to requirements.

There is a formation drawn with special materials on the altar, which is the same as the one on the scroll, and some firewood is piled neatly on the ground next to it.

"Would you like to try it?" Feng Xing asked Yuan Kang beside him, it can be considered that the arrangement has been made now.

"You can try it." Yuan Kang replied calmly.

After hearing this, Xi Chu hurriedly went outside to gather other witches and essential test subjects.

The secret volume was in their hands, and Yuan Kang was not the only one who was interested, maybe everyone was looking forward to it, and they spent almost all their time here these days.

The people came quickly, and behind Wu Zhu was a person who was escorted over. Although he had been washed clean, he was inevitably lifeless.

This is different from the feeling of Yuan Kang and the others, it is the kind that really lives to die.

Communication is essential before the experiment. After all, the requirements on the secret scroll are not written in vain. Those who are treated as experiments are also delusional that they can transcend this place, fly and become a god.

The raging fire ignited, the man was tied up in the center of the altar, and the witches retreated to the door, manipulating everything inside with witchcraft.