The young ascetic returned to the dozens of ascetics. He sat down again, and all the ascetics began to chant again.
It's just that the chanting this time is completely different from the previous chanting. Even the most ordinary sergeants felt a strange aura being generated.
Chen Baxian turned around in shock. He saw the ascetic monks' faces were extremely solemn, and around their bodies, there were many gray air currents visible to the naked eye.
He reacted instantly.
In the past many years, even though the Demon Sect has always been the chosen son worshiped by these ascetics in Mobei, except for a few Tantric practitioners who have become followers of the Demon Sect, they have practiced the kind of Demon Sect.
Except for the death-eating method, all other tantric ascetics still practice their original methods.
They abide by their code of conduct, and those extremely quick ways of practice may be true perdition for them.
But today, they chose to perish on their own.
Because they practice this death-eating method, their true essence is the sweetest fruit for practitioners who have the Destiny Blood Box.
They want to turn themselves into sweet fruits for He Batayue, and the key is that their sinking will be able to kill those who were born after the death of these soldiers and practitioners on the battlefield before He Batayue arrives.
The energy is sucked away.
"They will first absorb all the so-called death energy here, and then they will go to Tianwuchuan and absorb the death energy there into their bodies. They will give He Dayue some sweetness and lure He Dayue to us.
Where he needs to be."
Bai Yuelu's voice sounded.
She looked at the ascetics, and then said to Chen Baxian, "But when He Bayue fell more and more into it and became more and more inseparable from these sweet temptations, in the end they would not let He Bayue succeed, because they were
When I told you this, I had already negotiated with Xia Ba Ying, and they already had a large number of firearms on their bodies."
Chen Baxian remained silent.
Bai Yuelu also stopped talking.
She knew he understood completely.
These ascetic monks will also make He Bateyue gradually sink. When He Batayue gets used to this sweetness, when he feels that there are finally a lot of sweet fruits in front of him, as long as he eats this pile of sweet fruits, his power will increase.
When they become extremely powerful, these ascetics will burn themselves to ashes without hesitation.
Before Heba Yue harvests them, they will turn themselves into dust scattered in the world.
…
Before dawn, He Bayue woke up in the carriage of a carriage.
In fact, the higher the cultivation level of a practitioner, the more able he is to regulate his own inner Qi, and does not need much real rest time at all. But perhaps this is some kind of habit-forming instinct of human beings, even if it does not require sleep or only requires very little time.
When it comes to sleep, even a practitioner like He Boyue has the same habits as ordinary people.
Maybe it’s not necessary, but if you don’t do it, something will always seem to be missing.
Just like many people eat, even if the meat and vegetables are abundant, even if they can be full just by eating meat, it always seems incomplete without a bowl of rice, and it seems that the meal is never really eaten well.
The driver of this carriage was the boatman who took Shen Nian on board the boat after He Bayue first met Shen Nian.
During this night, the coachman did not sleep. Although his head was slightly hung on the front of the car, there was no tired look on his face.
He just drove along casually in the direction pointed by He Bayue. There was no requirement for the speed of the carriage. He also did not choose the road deliberately. But when He Bayue woke up,
When he also raised his head, he saw smoke rising from a mountain not far away.
He was thoughtful.
At this time, He Bayue's voice sounded in the carriage, "Let's go there first."
There are several Taoist temples on the top of that mountain. At first, I didn’t know which mountain god or immortal from the Taoist sect was worshiped. There must be many people who believe in them, otherwise those Taoist temples would not be very tall and strong.
The driver knew very well that there were no Taoists in these Taoist temples, but a group of bandits.
This mountain top was originally under the jurisdiction of the Guanlong He clan. As long as the Guanlong He clan turned a blind eye, there was no possibility of these bandits being surrounded and suppressed.
These bandits don't know what connection they have with the Guanlong He family, but in fact, many bandits like them have been able to survive without any danger in recent years, and can drink and eat meat because they are actually in the house most of the time.
Help the Guanlong He family with work.
Like most of the bandits operating in the land of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the bandits entrenched in several Taoist temples on the top of this mountain would eat well as their first meal in the morning.
Ordinary people in the Northern Wei Dynasty, even those from wealthy families, rarely drank a large bowl of wine and ate a large piece of meat for breakfast. However, these bandits needed to maintain sufficient physical strength and energy at all times, especially when they rode horses and robbed for a long time. Most of them
At that time, their accommodation was in the wild, so they needed food and wine to keep out the cold.
So even if you return to this entrenched place, before the sun has really risen, the aroma of wine and meat is already wafting from these Taoist temples.
The doors of these Taoist temples were originally very large, and they were specially reinforced by these bandits, so they were extremely heavy.
When He Bayue pushed the main hall door, which smelled of the aroma of wine and meat, the door creaked, much like a large group of crows in the mountains making a harsh cry.
There are more than twenty famous bandits in this main hall, accounting for a quarter of the total number of bandits.
There are still about 60 other bandits still looting unknown places, but the highest-ranking people in this group of bandits are now among the more than 20 people.
They don't need to go out often unless there are important things for them to deal with, unless they are bored staying here.
At this time, when He Bayue pushed the door open, these people thought that the whistle guarding outside had come back early, and they immediately became very angry.
One of them shouted angrily before he saw the figure pushing the door clearly: "Are you tired of living? Is this the time for you to come back?"
"It's finally hot. You opened the damn door to let some cold air in and take away the aroma. If any more dust falls into the pot, I'll really kill you..."
Shouting and cursing sounded one after another, but they stopped suddenly when He Buyue appeared in their sight.
"Who are you!"
The bandit leader who was the first to curse was the first to come to his senses and jump to his feet.
He is a practitioner, so his reaction is naturally the fastest.
But the moment he said these words, there was a popping sound inside his head, like a bamboo joint being cracked in a fire.
He jumped up, and the moment his feet hit the ground, he was already dead and fell back with a thud.
All the other bandits made horrified sounds. They all subconsciously picked up the weapons at hand, but their bodies were a little stiff and they did not dare to rush towards He Bayue.
They couldn't imagine that a man just walked in and seemed to have done nothing, but the most powerful leader among them died just like that.
"this…"
One of the leaders had already realized that this was not an enemy they could deal with, and he subconsciously asked for mercy. Even if He Bayue asked him to kneel down and surrender immediately, he would never hesitate at all. But just as he spoke, a wave of
The strange power appeared directly in his head.
With a crisp explosion, the bandit leader's body tilted and he died instantly.
He Bayue didn't want to waste time at all.
He didn't want to say anything to these bandits at all.
When these bandits were even more horrified and did not dare to move, some murderous intentions that they could not feel at all had already fallen on them.
These people were too weak for He Bayue, as weak as the meatballs and strips of meat on the table of these bandits who would not resist.
In fact, just as these meatballs and strips of meat are the breakfast of these bandits, these people are just a breakfast for He Bayue.
The broth in the copper pot was rolling, and a lot of gray-black airflow appeared in the white steam. These airflows seemed to be drawn by He Bateyue's breathing and kept flowing into his body.
It was obviously death energy, but in He Buyue's body, a fresh breath was being generated.
These dead energy turned into extremely fresh true energy in his body.
Logically speaking, after absorbing the vitality of these people, He Bayue should leave immediately and return to the carriage at the foot of the mountain, but looking at the steaming iron pot and the fresh meatballs and strips,
However, after a moment of hesitation, He Bayue walked over and sat down next to the iron pot.
He put some fresh meatballs and meat strips in the boiling iron pot, then took a pair of chopsticks, picked out some cooked meatballs and meat strips, and ate them.
These bandits know how to enjoy themselves. In addition to mutton, some of them make meatballs with chopped fish and fresh bamboo shoots. The broth is also cooked very well, with a lot of dried mushrooms added.
In Luoyang city, it is rare to eat such fresh meatballs.
Practitioners like him don't actually need to eat a lot of food, and they can even go without eating for a long time. And for others, eating among a pile of corpses what they were eating when they were just alive would be
It seems like there shouldn't be an appetite.
However, He Bayue did not feel this way.
In fact, even he himself didn't realize that when he looked at the meatballs and strips of meat rolling in the pot of broth, he had no special appetite, but when he used the Destiny Blood Box to absorb the death of these people, he had no special appetite.
When he was recovering his vitality, he inexplicably became a little appetitive.
Therefore, the corpses here will not make him feel unhappy. On the contrary, if there are no packages of death, he may not be interested in eating the breakfast left for him by these people. (To be continued)