A mouthful of bright red blood spurted out from the mouth of the man in cotton-padded clothes.
The old man in gray robe and the man in leather jacket ran quickly towards the direction of the man in cotton coat.
"Disciple..."
"Junior brother..."
Both of them shouted in concern. The man in the leather jacket carefully helped the man in the cotton jacket up and took out a tissue to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Are you OK?
Junior brother?"
The man in the leather jacket asked worriedly.
"It's okay..." the man in cotton-padded clothes replied weakly.
The old man in gray robe pressed his hand on the pulse gate of the man in cotton-padded clothes. Following this, a look of solemnity appeared on his face. Judging from the pulse condition, most of the meridians in the man in cotton-padded clothes had been damaged. The injury was extremely serious and he had lost his fighting ability.
The old man in gray robe only knew a little about medical skills and could only cure colds and colds. He had no ability to heal the injured man in cotton clothes.
Without the men in cotton-padded clothes, they had no advantage against the white-haired old man and the men in cotton-padded clothes.
"No big deal, right?"
At this moment, the white-haired old man came to the three of them and asked pretending to be concerned.
"It's nothing serious. I just suffered a minor injury. I'll be fine after just resting for a while."
The old man in gray robe concealed the physical condition of the man in cotton-padded clothes, then quickly changed the topic and ordered the man in leather jacket, "Hold your junior brother aside and rest for a while."
"Eh!"
The man in the leather jacket responded.
The old man in gray robe stood up, looked up and down at the white-haired old man, and said, "What do you think the problem was just now?"
"I don't know that."
The white-haired old man replied, "All this is according to your apprentice's wishes."
Indeed, it was the man in cotton-padded clothes who proposed to place the altar just now.
The gray-robed old man glanced at the white-haired old man and said, "Obviously, my apprentice failed just now. Do you have any good suggestions?"
"What we want to summon is not the true god, but just a broken foot of the god. I feel that the specifications for the altar are too high. This situation of your apprentice should be caused by backlash."
The white-haired old man speculated, "I still say what I said, we just need to find something that can connect humans and gods, and the disabled foot will appear naturally."
"Then when my apprentice proposed setting up an altar, why didn't you persuade him?"
The old man in gray robe asked.
"I'm not sure that my view is correct, and I need to conduct experiments.
In addition, even if I persuaded you at the time, do you think your determined disciple would believe my words?
Maybe he will think that I am misleading him and want to harm you."
The white-haired old man retorted.
The gray-robed old man glanced at the white-haired old man without saying anything. The white-haired old man was right. His determined disciple could not change his mind easily.
"Then use something as you wish."
The old man in gray robe pondered for a moment and then said, then pointed to the things on the altar, "Choose one."
The white-haired old man took a look at the things on the altar. The sacrifices of chickens, ducks, fish, and meat were obviously impossible. If the traditional culture of the Bai people was well preserved, that important object should be among the plants needed for sacrifices.
In addition to the altar and chicken, duck and fish, there are only three kinds of plants, water-based flowering flowers, bougainvillea, and green wormwood.
Water-based flowering flowers are water-based plants and can grow under four meters of water, but the water quality must be clear. Zhang Fan has also eaten this and thought the taste was okay.
Bougainvillea and green velvet are not edible, they are both ornamental flowers.
"I feel that the most likely of these three things is water-based blooming flowers."
The white-haired old man looked at the gray-robed old man and said.
The old man in gray robe nodded, "We will test our ideas, and you will test your ideas. This is only fair. Let your eldest nephew do it."
Before the white-haired old man could speak, the man in the jacket said with a dissatisfied look on his face, "Even if you really find the real dragon's feet, these real dragon's feet are still yours, why should you let me test them?"
I disagree."
The white-haired old man glanced at the man in the jacket and said nothing. This was what he was thinking, whoever benefits will take the risk!
The old man in gray robe also understood what the old man with white hair meant. He also wanted to get more information from the old man with white hair. Moreover, the man in cotton-padded clothes was in this situation now, so what the other party said made sense.
Therefore, at this time, it is not easy for him to force the other party.
The old man in gray robe shakily walked toward the small altar, ready to pick up the water-based flowers. At this moment, the man in the leather jacket suddenly rushed out from behind him and took the basket containing the water-based flowers.
"Master, I'm coming."
The man in the leather jacket said that his master's bones could not withstand the torment. If there was an impact like that of his junior brother, his master might die on the spot, so he could not let his master take this risk.
"Then be careful."
The old man in gray robe warned.
"I know, Master."
The man in the leather jacket responded, then turned his attention to the white-haired old man, "How do I conduct experiments with these things?"
The white-haired old man glanced at the man in cotton-padded clothes leaning against the stone wall and said nothing.
Seeing this situation, the man in cotton-padded clothes took a deep breath and suddenly stood up due to the severe pain in his body. At the same time, he shook his arms and showed a healthy appearance. Even though he looked like that,
They can't exert 100% combat effectiveness, but 50% is still possible. The three of them working together are enough to crush the white-haired old man and the man in the jacket.
The white-haired old man licked his lips and had no choice but to say: "I suggest you put these water-based flowers in the places where the dragon tattoos are in the mouths of the corpses. This is my suggestion. I don't know if it will succeed."
The man in the leather jacket turned his attention to the old man in gray robe, and the old man in gray robe nodded, "Just do what he wants."
I saw the man in the leather jacket walking towards the nine corpses of the old man in gray robe. He balled up the water-based blooming flowers and asked me to stuff them into the mouths of the corpses one by one. After stuffing all nine corpses,
The man in the leather jacket looked at the corpse on the ground with a frustrated face and said: "Master, there is no response..."
Before the man in the leather jacket finished speaking, he saw the nine bodies lying on the ground begin to shake, and the shaking became more and more violent.
"Response, respond, Master!"
The man in the leather jacket said excitedly.
After saying this, he suddenly remembered what his junior brother had just experienced, and quickly took a few steps back, away from the corpses, and came to his master's side.
Everyone was quietly staring at the nine corpses in front of them, waiting for the next change.
About a minute later, a high-pitched dragon roar resounded throughout the stone chamber.