The sudden drop in temperature in the formation made the man in black feel a chill in his heart.
A strong person who can affect the surrounding temperature with his own emotions is much higher than him.
The cold feeling only appeared for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace. The mysterious man in red stood up, looked up at the rolling yellow sand in the sky, and then said in a warning tone after half a minute:
"Xiao Yu's cultivation level has surpassed that of a heavenly immortal. If you don't want to die, it's better to leave here as soon as possible and hide in the mountains anonymously. This way, you won't follow the same path as the Ghostly Hidden Sect."
The words of the mysterious man in red suddenly made the man in black's face suddenly brighten up.
"Impossible, he has only been cultivating for so many years, how can he break through to the level of immortality?
Could it be that you think that I don’t move around very much and you want to deliberately deceive me?”
When he heard that Xiao Yu had broken through to the Heavenly Immortal, the first thought of the man in black was not to believe it. After all, Xiao Yu was too young and had broken through to the Heavenly Immortal at less than half a hundred years old. This was something that did not exist in Xuanmen.
Hearing the slightly frightened words of the man in black, the mysterious man in red looked down at the other person, and then a contemptuous laugh came from the other person's mouth.
"Gaga, why, are you scared?
If you are afraid, it is too late to stop now, lest you be massacred again.
It seems that Zhehamen, which is at its peak, is not as powerful as others say, which really disappoints me."
After speaking, the mysterious man in red shook his head, then turned around and left.
The man in black looked solemn when he saw this, and then he took a long breath.
"Since Xiao Yu has broken through to become an immortal, aren't you afraid?
Although your strength is stronger than mine, you haven't cultivated to the realm of immortals yet, right?"
After the man in black finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged again. With a wave of his hand, a note appeared on the ground, and then a wine bottle appeared.
"Since you have come to me, you must have some countermeasures, right?
Although I am not very strong, I have the support of the Zheyu Sect. There are three thousand disciples in the sect, and all of them have sworn hatred against Xiao Yu.
Although your Excellency is very powerful, but you came to me, you must be prepared to rely on the disciples of my Zheyu Sect, right?
Since you are here, you might as well speak up and we can discuss it with each other."
The man in black poured out two glasses of wine and became calmer.
The words of the man in black made the man in red turn around again. He looked at the man in black and smiled.
"Okay, you have some courage and you didn't let me down. In that case, I won't let you down either."
After the man in red finished speaking, a red light flew out of his hand and landed on the desk in front of the man in black. It was a wrinkled animal skin.
"Let's take a look, maybe you'll be interested."
In the underground space under the yellow sand, it became completely quiet. The man in black held the animal skin, his brows sometimes wrinkled and sometimes relaxed, and he began to struggle fiercely in his heart.
Thousands of miles away from the quicksand, there is a low mountain range somewhere.
The mountains are all made up of piles of huge rocks. Cut by countless years of strong winds, the mountains are as smooth as a mirror, and no plants, birds or animals can survive on them.
In the past, this place was inaccessible and no one dared to come here.
Because not only are the conditions here harsh and harsh, but there is also a very poisonous scorpion living here.
The kind of poisonous scorpions hidden in the desert are exactly the same color as the yellow sand. As long as someone approaches, they will appear in groups, making it difficult for people to guard against them.
But in the past two years, it has been extremely lively here.
Because on this mountain, someone built an altar called the Temple of Sacrifice to Heaven.
It is said that making a wish beside the altar is very effective, and there is water in the altar. Those who are sincere can see their longevity and merit.
Therefore, the herdsmen living on the edge of the desert often come here in groups to pray.
Below the mountains, groups of camels gather here, making this place look like a market and very lively.
Such a grand scene must start from the moment the altar is built.
In the past, yellow sand covered the sky here, making it difficult for birds and animals to survive, and herders did not dare to stay here for a long time.
But since the altar was built, the strong wind here has calmed down, and even the poisonous scorpions in the desert have disappeared without a trace.
Therefore, this place has not only become a place of prayer, but also a temporary haven for herdsmen to rest.
To pray for blessings, you need to go up the mountain. The price of praying for blessings is very low. That is, the praying person needs to cut his hair at the entrance of the mountain, take it up the mountain and throw it into the altar.
A strand of silk magic has no value to ordinary people, and is worthless compared to one's own camel.
Therefore, there is an endless stream of people coming here, and no one knows who built this prayer altar and why.
It was peaceful here during the day, but at night, it turned into a dead place.
Ordinary people don't know anything about this place, but Xuanmen Taoists all know about it.
Because that altar is not a place of prayer, but an altar that collects souls from all directions.
When the war broke out, there were heavy casualties. Countless refugees at home were entrenched on the border. Deaths from starvation and illness often occurred, so the soul became a lonely ghost.
There are a total of five people in charge of this altar. They are all powerful evil Taoists. Their whereabouts are secretive, and outsiders do not know their true identities.
When it gets dark, there is a deathly silence around the altar, and black clouds cover the moon in the sky, as if a storm is coming.
Next to the altar on the top of the mountain, four men in black appeared.
They began to circle around the altar, uttering vague incantations.
As they chanted softly, the thunderclouds above the altar began to roll, and the well water in the altar also began to swirl.
As the water in the well turns, the hair thrown into it by the herdsmen begins to float.
Then, the men in black surrounding the altar each took out a cloth bag and quickly sucked all the hair into it.
The hairs are all different colors and look messy, but in the eyes of Xuanmen Taoists, they can be turned into powerful weapons for killing people.
"Why are there so few hairs today? It seems that we need to make some noise to get more people to come, otherwise the souls we collect may not meet the standards for cross-fertilization."
A man in black looked at the hair in the bag and frowned, always looking a little displeased.
"There have been more and more Taoists at the border recently. If there is too much movement, I'm afraid they will follow.
There are probably hundreds of thousands of refugees in the border areas, why don't we go secretly to spread a plague and capture the souls easily?"
A man in black next to him whispered.
“Although spreading the plague will work quickly, our whereabouts may also be exposed.
I heard that the Xuanmen sects headed by Shushan are daring to come here. I think it is better to keep a low profile. If we are targeted by them, the souls we have obtained will probably be sent to the underworld."
After saying this, the man in black quickly patted the edge of the altar, and the water in the altar that was originally quiet suddenly started to roll.
Suddenly there was a bright red light in the altar, as if some treasure was about to be born. Even though it was thousands of meters away, it could be seen clearly.
The red light only appeared for a moment before disappearing into nothingness again.
"Soul Summoning Banner..."
The man in black waved his hand, and a large flag flew out and landed on the edge of the altar, fluttering in the wind.
