Knife marks as deep as ditches can be seen everywhere, and deep pits that were forced to be trampled are scattered everywhere.
Jin Yuan was panting like an ox and stared fiercely at the figure in black opposite him.
His body seemed to have shrunk at this time, obviously shrinking a lot.
The complexion of his face has also become much darker, and his eyes look even more tired. I don’t know what he has gone through to reach this point.
"You Taoist priests are going to take the initiative to stir up trouble, right??! You intercepted the poor monk halfway, do you really think we dare not take action?"
That's not how he talked at first.
Who is he? The dignified Jin Yuan, the grandmaster of the Western Sect, will naturally rush over and crush everything when he encounters an obstacle.
Then he rushed over, and the two people around him were gone.
I felt great while rushing, but at that moment, two people around me were intercepted and killed.
The two Lingluos were killed on the spot.
Jin Yuan was immediately furious and started fighting with Mingyuan.
Then the two of them fought fiercely for more than an hour.
"According to the decree of the leader, our Taoist religion does not cause trouble, but we are not afraid of trouble. I hope that Master Jin Yuan went to Citong and will not frame him randomly. If there is any doubt, we will conduct an internal investigation. How to punish him will be determined by himself.
explain."
Ming Yuan didn't speak, but another female voice answered loudly.
Jin Yuan felt extremely frustrated.
He had also heard of Ming Yuan, a guy who was hiding deep in Tianbao Palace.
In the past two years, I have begun to appear frequently in various places to clean up chores for the Taoist cult.
The most bizarre thing is that the strength of this Ming Yuan is sometimes strong and sometimes weak.
It seems that he is making temporary adjustments based on the opponent he faces.
He also saw this just now.
Mingyuan, a guy who was inconspicuous before, actually fought him on an equal footing.
"Okay, I'll remember it. But if you really commit a crime, I'm afraid your Tianbao Palace won't be able to resist it!" Jin Yuan said ruthlessly.
"Then I won't bother you." The female voice beside Ming Yuan replied.
He himself looked pale as well, gripped the handle of the knife and sheathed it.
Jin Yuan snorted coldly, not daring to talk nonsense, and quickly crossed the small canyon.
This time, Ming Yuan did not stop him, but stood quietly aside and watched him leave.
His purpose has been achieved.
Jin Yuan's accompanying masters were gone, and Jin Yuan himself was severely injured. A small part of his body's spiritual thread was swallowed up, and his strength dropped drastically in a short period of time.
This is the limit of what he can do now.
Next, we can only rely on Daozi Zhang Ying himself.
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Xuekui Island itself is not big.
Except for the Blue God's Mansion on the top cliff, the rest are slave-like people living in the woodland basin below.
These people are the food reserves kept by the Blood God Thieves here. Whenever they are unable to go hunting due to weather reasons, they will select some from the island residents as meat to supplement their nutrition.
Zhang Rongfang walked around the Lanshen Mansion and found nothing else useful.
Except for that statue.
There were no cracks in the little statue, and its integrity was much better than the statues he had assembled before.
In addition, they finally found the bones of the treasure hunting team member named Cheng Luo.
Only half of her body was eaten, and her body was hung in the kitchen and made into dried meat.
"She is Sister Cheng Luo." Zhou Xinlan pointed to the body strung on a wooden pillar seriously and calmly.
There was no fear in his eyes, only habit.
Zhang Rongfang, Tian Ruyi and others stood in front of the wooden pillar, looking at the corpse on it, and they all fell silent.
A long time ago, they also heard that there were some barbarian natives on the sea who were not yet civilized and liked to eat human flesh.
Originally, this was just a long-standing legend spread in Citon, but unexpectedly, an example actually appeared before our eyes.
And the one being eaten is one of our own!
Zhang Rongfang felt an unspeakable anger in his heart.
He sent out experts to hunt for the treasure, but all the members of the treasure hunting team were killed and the treasure was almost lost.
If he hadn't been lucky, his second-level Golden Toad Skill might have been delayed for a long time.
Their subordinates were killed and eaten alive as reserve meat. They died because of their orders.
This feeling of being burdened with a heavy life in an instant was the first time Zhang Rongfang felt it.
I am no longer the same as before.
His current words, deeds, and decisions are all related to the safety of many people around him...
"Continue to find the bones of the rest of the treasure hunting team. Take them back and give them a proper burial...Follow-up arrangements for their families must also be made. Each family will receive three times the pension."
Zhang Rongfang said in a deep voice.
"yes."
Lin Xiaochi, the merchant ship steward next to him, nodded solemnly.
"Daozi, what should we do with these people on this island? We found out that the natives on this island are not residents at all, but slaves snatched by the Blood God Thief and the Ghost-faced Man." Tian Ruyi from Qianshimen said deeply.
Ask in a voice.
"Stay the slaves, hire them as laborers, and then let them go after they get used to it slowly. As for the Blood God Thief and the Ghost-faced Man..." Zhang Rongfang was silent.
These are the real culprits who attacked the treasure hunting team.
"Kill them all." He sighed.
"Yes." Tian Ruyi replied in a solemn voice.
Excluding those they killed during the raid, there were still three blood god thieves left dead.
There are more than eighty ghost-faced men left.
The fate of this group of people suddenly hit rock bottom at this moment.
Several people took Cheng Luo's broken body, carefully wrapped it, and then arranged for a boat to transfer the things.
While the laborers and sailors on the merchant ship were busy carrying their belongings, Zhang Rongfang returned to the ship with the statue of the god and a found secret book called Blood Sacrifice.
In the cabin.
He stood at the circular glass window, gently playing with the mysterious statue in his hand.
From the mouths of the remaining Blood God thieves on the island, he learned that the name of this statue was the Blood God.
That is the god that all the Blood God Thieves and Ghost Faced Men worship together.
It's just that this god is not recognized by any country.
In Daling, all religious sects that have not been officially registered are esoteric sects.
That is illegal.
Once they enter the Great Spirit, such gods are secret gods and will be strangled and exterminated by the official power of the Great Spirit.
That is to say, it is in the vast sea that the survival soil of this wild god religion exists.
Zhang Rongfang observed the statue carefully.
The material of the statue was the same as the fragments of the statues he had come into contact with before.
It seems to be the same material.
The entire statue has no trace of fit, as if it was carved from a single piece of material.
He gently touched the arm of the statue, and his hands were cold and smooth, with no dust or stains.
Apparently someone carefully wipes and maintains it from time to time.
After looking through it for a while, Zhang Rongfang could not find the mystery of the statue.
This thing looks like an ordinary sculpture.
He couldn't help but put down his things and picked up the volume of Blood Sacrifice.
In this volume of secret techniques, martial arts are not like martial arts, and limit-breaking techniques are not like limit-breaking techniques. Instead, they are more like...
"A kind of visualization method?" Zhang Rongfang suddenly thought of the visualization method he had seen in his previous life.
The so-called visualization method is a special training method commonly used by sects to condense the spirit and strengthen the will and thoughts.
He looked carefully at the words on the secret scroll, and the translator on the ship had already translated them all.
'The great blood god was born in blood, and his throne was forged in the boundless sea of blood.'
'He governs infinite energy.'
'He rules infinite endurance.'
'His arms were as soft and flowing as blood.'
'His five eyes are looking in different directions. That represents the five senses of life.'
"The whirlpool under his seat represents the unknown source of life and the unknown destination."
'When people sincerely worship him, those with outstanding qualifications may be able to touch his supreme will.'
Behind the secret scroll is a series of specific worship methods, required items, etc.
Putting down the secret scroll, Zhang Rongfang looked at the Blood God statue again.
"It seems that if you don't truly become a worshiper of gods, you won't be able to get in touch with what the so-called gods and Buddhas are?"
He frowned.
It can be seen from various signs that gods and Buddhas are the supreme source that rules everything.
Dongzong explores the mysteries of gods and Buddhas, and looks for a way for ordinary people to kill warriors who worship gods.
There seems to be the Emperor Ling's intention behind it.
As a result, it was destroyed.
Who can make Emperor Ling voluntarily give up Dong Zong, whom he has cultivated for many years?
Besides gods and Buddhas, who else could there be?
‘What on earth are gods and Buddhas?’
Zhang Rongfang stared at the statue intently. Even his dark-light vision could not break through the surface skin of the statue. He could only see the same scene as before.
The ship returned all the way, and time passed slowly.
After finding the precious medicine Yuxiang Coral, Zhang Rongfang also successfully achieved one of his major goals.
As for another big purpose.
He still has no clue.
After studying the statue for a long time without success, Zhang Rongfang stored it in the treasure room on the ship.
night.
The waves slapped against the wooden planks outside the boat, causing the boat to sway.
Zhang Rongfang lay quietly on his back in the room, closing his eyes and resting quietly.
In the dark cabin, there was only a round thick glass window, casting a beam of clear moonlight.
'Zhang Rongfang...'
‘Zhang Rongfang…’
A high-pitched voice kept shouting Zhang Rongfang's name.
The sound was not loud, but amid the noise of layers of waves hitting the ship's hull, it seemed extremely clear and penetrating.
Swish.
Zhang Rongfang opened his eyes, frowned, and sat up from the bed.
He listened carefully.
But at this time there was only the sound of the waves outside, and nothing else.
Zhang Rongfang looked around and thought he had heard wrongly. He continued to lie down and rest.
'Zhang Rongfang...'
The high-pitched voice sounded again.
This time, he heard clearly.
The voice was neither male nor female, and it was impossible to tell the gender. The only thing that was certain was that it was sharp and uncomfortable.
"Who!?" Zhang Rongfang got out of bed and glanced around the cabin, but found nothing.
He walked to the window and looked out.
The waves outside were undulating, but everything was normal.
At this moment, the high-pitched voice came again.
'come here.'
'come here...'
This time, Zhang Rongfang heard clearly.
The sound came from outside the door.
He slowly put on a cloak and walked to the door.
Stretch out your hand and gently hold the door handle.
Click.
The door opened.
A huge blood-red human face, as big as a door frame, was blocking the door.
There are five eyes in total on the human face, three on the top and two on the bottom.
It looks like the statue of the Blood God that Zhang Rong just captured!