Looking at the pattering rain, Yi Xia stretched her arms in the rain.
Even at this moment, Yi Xia is already in the derivative material form of human beings. Those fiery powers still have strong enough substantial changes. The restless chaotic power that seems to be still stagnant in the fierce fighting at the last moment will directly push the raindrops that have not yet fallen.
It turned into billowing white mist. Looking from a distance, it seemed as if the witch's residence was shrouded in a dense mist.
In fact, even without the evaporation of these hot breaths.
The rain will not fall on Yi Xia.
Fighting against Xingtian's shadow and hunting in the void are two completely different experiences.
Or for Yi Xia at this moment, the former can be regarded as a "battle" in the true sense.
No matter it is close to the level of body shape and strength.
Or it can be the hearty experience of a direct head-on confrontation.
Those are things that are difficult to feel when hunting.
What's even more satisfying is that he won the beating this time...
Seeing a huge staggering shadow suddenly appear under the banner, Yi Xia's mood at that moment was a kind of astonishment.
He seemed to have experienced too much pain and death in that land... The trial that corresponded to some ultimate concept of the extraordinary civilization of the Eastern lineage was a mountain with no end in sight.
Along the way, Yi Xia suddenly felt the weight between his fists, feet and weapons.
From the frivolous wizard apprentice who has no foundation and relies more on skill bonuses. From the illusion space, the illusion of a weapon master with an expressionless face and wearing heavy armor...
It is the temper of the intersection of weapons, the test of the cycle of life and death...
But now, he has finally reached a certain height.
The frustrations and tribulations that once existed are now like torrents falling like flowers and rain.
After all the bitterness comes sweetness, this is the ultimate taste in the world...
If one day we could hammer out a picture of that person's true body, it would be a wonder that is hard to find in all worlds.
Yi Xia thought like this in the rain.
Then, Yi Xia looked at the rain curtain above her head.
I was so immersed in fighting at Changyang Mountain that I almost missed the Qingming Festival.
Yi Xia glanced at Willow lying outside the courtyard.
That was obviously Yuren's handiwork.
In fact, compared to Jisao.
Willow planting is not so common in Liucheng and its surrounding areas, which have a taboo meaning "willow".
However, there are some older people who still adhere to this tradition.
In this regard, the large number of willow trees planted as landmarks in Liucheng City also provide a certain material basis for this tradition. Of course, whether it is planting willows or burning wormwood.
The left and right are just an external form of a beautiful vision to ward off epidemics and evil spirits. Naturally, Yi Xia will not stick to this.
In fact, he has always been open-minded enough in this regard.
The objects as sacrifices had been prepared long ago. Yi Xia looked back at Yu Ren:
"There may be a call over there later, please remember to tell him."
The feathered man nodded after hearing this.
Yi Xia was naturally able to directly transmit relevant information to Cang Zhong through his thoughts.
This is not complicated, and it only requires Yi Xia's thoughts.
But Yi Xia still chose to have Cang Zhong call to inquire.
This is not due to the arrogance or narrow-mindedness of some transcendent person, but in the process where the two seemingly have no difference, and the latter is even more inefficient, additional value is generated.
That is: being needed...
Yi Xia is not a ruthless existence.
In this land, he has dense enough and even delicate thoughts. Although Yu Ren was indeed rescued from that sinking world.
But it does not mean that Yi Xia will treat a heroic spirit who successfully drank the witchcraft medicine as some kind of slave or tool.
The moment it successfully drank the witchcraft medicine, its will had been verified.
Therefore, it should be regarded as an intelligent life with equal status, a sufficiently complete "person"...
Therefore, Yi Xia will not completely ignore his feelings just because he has enough tolerance.
Just like the blazing and violent stars, there is also the morning light that spreads the golden brilliance of the world...
Then, Yi Xia thought.
The next moment, Yi Xia's figure disappeared from the spot.
Due to this sacrifice, there may be some movement and considering the characteristics of the items sacrificed this time.
Therefore, Yi Xia could not choose to perform sacrifices at his residence on the outskirts of the city to avoid causing unnecessary commotion.
And the next moment, there is some kind of vast uninhabited area in this land.
In the cold wind that still had a chilly feel in this spring day, Yi Xia set foot on this desolate and dry land.
Then, with a thought in his mind, Yi Xia took out the witch flag.
After carefully locking the relevant rules of a part of the space in front of him with his mind, Yi Xia dumped out the taboo objects marked as "sacrifice".
Just in the blink of an eye, a hill exuding a strong twisted aura appeared in front of Yi Xia.
This was after Yi Xia used her consciousness to lock in the relevant rules in advance.
If it were not suppressed, "evil energy rising into the sky" might be a rather optimistic depiction...
Of course, Yi Xia is here now.
A bunch of dead things wouldn't cause much trouble.
Afterwards, without any need for more complicated preparations, Yi Xia started the sacrifice directly.
Suddenly, a strong wind howled across the vast wasteland.
Suddenly, a fire rose up.
The hill that was originally haunted by the aura of distortion and darkness began to twist in a more impatient way.
The fluctuations in the air gave the invisible fire a tangible outline.
This grand sacrifice also kicked off here.
The Qingming Festival is a spring festival.
The prosperity and revival of all things is also a sign of joy for the ancestors.
To escape from such darkness, there should be a time to let go of the old and embrace the new.
In Yi Xia's eyes filled with endless fire, he seemed to have glimpsed that time like a wheel.
The stories that are remembered by people give the corresponding time a certain strong color.
And when memories come back, time goes back.
These past stories will be presented with a vivid enough appearance. In an instant, some invisible throbbing suddenly spreads.
In this way, Yi Xia collected the flags and stood up.
And what was originally a mountain of sacrifices was now only a piece of cracked ground that was burned white.
It's like the embers after burning incense, still emitting a little warmth.
A new prompt message also flashed on Yi Xia's retina:
"Tips from the Internet: The sacrifice was successful. You have completed the limited-time career event: Qingming Festival."
"Reminder from the Comprehensive Network: This plane has completed the Spring Festival, the lower limit of luck of limited civilization lineage units has been slightly improved this year, the probability of natural birth of negative energy life has been reduced, the overall energy balance has been improved to a certain extent, and the success rate of spell casting in riots, madness, corruption and other related areas has been slightly improved.
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"Tips from the Internet: You have received a limited career event reward: a limited career legendary item: War Incense..."
