Chapter 35 Yuxi River Village

Chapter 35 Yuxi River Village

Chapter 35 Yuxi River Village

His fingers fell on the tower, and on the rough rock surface were carved delicate, flame-like patterns, which were rare.

'These patterns don't look like simple decorations...'

The magic power rose and was injected into it. Suddenly, a different scene appeared in front of Chu Tai's eyes. Flames fell from the sky, burning the heaven and earth. The scorching breath was everywhere, cutting off all life. Small, twisted shadows squirmed in the flames.

'What is this? The remnants of the human spirit and wonderful energy?'

Chu Tai's mind was shaken, and his magic power fluctuated slightly. The flames immediately sensed the fire, and like a thorn in the flesh, they followed the breath and rushed towards Chu Tai without anyone commanding them.

Chu Tai, who saw the true nature of the flame, did not dodge. He raised the bright lamp in his hand, and the faint light isolated the surrounding flames. The light flickered, and the four great spiritual officials appeared one by one. The divine light flowed and began to assimilate those flames.

The flames that were blocked and swallowed seemed to have spirituality and split into two. One continued to surround Chu Tai, while the other manifested many horrific scenes.

Chu Tai's eyes were cold, and the bright lamp in his hand was rotating with interweaving rays of light. The third eye between the eyebrows of Ma Lingguan's phantom was shining, illuminating the phantom.

An illusory shadow appeared in the flames, and he threw a swaddling cloth into the flames, and then a raging fire broke out all around.

At the beginning, you could hear the baby crying and squirming in the cradle.

Poor newborn baby struggling desperately, where can he move to?

Besides, this is a baby tower, surrounded by walls and flames.

Chu Tai's eyes widened as he watched the thing in the cradle being burned to charcoal, with its limbs bent and no human form recognizable at all!

At the same time, there was a faint chanting sound like a spell in my ears.

"I have been to the water hell three times and returned again. Now I will burn your soul with flames. If you know fear, you will never come again."

"Never again!"

As the volume suddenly increased, a black shadow appeared and looked directly at Chu Tai. A strong emotion connected with him, stimulating his mind, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

After closing his eyes slightly and taking a deep breath, Chu Tai suddenly opened his eyes.

'No! Where are the souls of those children?'

After recovering from the intense emotions, Chu Tai immediately realized that something was wrong. He had figured out the problem with the baby tower in front of him.

Just as a scholar with righteousness in his heart can nourish his own human essence and spiritual energy to suppress the magic of immortals, a military practitioner can gather the blood and energy of many soldiers and draw on the human essence and spiritual energy to impact the immortals.

In the evil way, one can also collect the wonderful energy of human spirit produced by people performing various filthy and decadent acts.

Means similar to those arranged in this baby tower are means of collecting negative human spiritual energy.

Therefore, the swaddling clothes and human figure that Chu Tai saw earlier were not one person, but a conceptual collection of a group of people, symbolizing everything that had happened in this land in the past.

The flame of the Taiyi Changming Lamp flickered, and a wisp of breath was burned by it. Then, as Chu Tai deduced, an idea came into Chu Tai's mind.

Fire appeared under his feet, and Chu Tai turned into a long rainbow, flying to the north at lightning speed.

A moment later, Chu Tai stopped outside a building that looked like a charity cemetery. There was a faint glow of the sun and the moon in his eyes as he looked around.

Judging from the popularity of the building, there are about seven or eight people, and the earth veins and energy seem to be pulled together in the building by some force.

The energy above the four directions of the building condenses into four mirrors hung high up, reflecting the four directions and preventing prying eyes.

One side seemed to be stimulated by the sun and moonlight in Chu Tai's eyes and was about to shine. Chu Tai frowned slightly, waved his whisk, and rolled up clouds and mist to cover his body.

"Is the altar first-rate? They even set up a protective barrier..."

As he spoke, Chu Tai pointed at the void and drew a circle. Water vapor gathered from all around and a water mirror took shape in the void. The light from the mirror flowed like colored glass, reflecting the scene inside the charity cemetery.

An old man with pustules on his face and a short middle-aged man were communicating with a Taoist priest.

Chu Tai raised his eyebrows and drew his palm across the water mirror, splitting the mirror into two. Then he flicked his fingers and spiritual light fell into the Taiyi Changming Lamp. The light flickered and the shadow of Wen Lingguan holding the order and the ring appeared in the mirror.

The gold medal in his hand hit the mirror, and some ripples appeared on the surfaces of the two water mirrors. Runes changed one after another, seeping into the void and absorbing some micro information.

The pattern on the water mirror reflecting the scene inside the charity cemetery became clearer, and a rough image of the circulation of vital energy in the charity cemetery gradually emerged on the newly appeared water mirror.

Chu Tai stared at the lips of several people, read their lip reading, and roughly figured out what they were communicating.

"Ok?"

The Taoist sitting in the main seat suddenly turned around and looked around. The old man and the middle-aged man in front of him changed their expressions slightly when they saw this, and the middle-aged man even jumped up in anger.

"Master Hong, although you are a senior, we are not pushovers! You look down on us like this, isn't that too much?"

"I just sensed that someone seemed to be spying on this place, so..."

"What do you mean by spying? Earlier you said that you set up fairy mirrors in all directions and asked the four spirits to protect you, so you were not afraid of magic calculations. Why are you saying that someone is spying on you now? I think you just look down on us!"

As the middle-aged man spoke, black air surrounded his left hand, and a ghost face seemed to appear. Bits of frost spread downwards from the surface of the table where his palm was touching.

"Master Hong, although my father and I have a low level of cultivation, we have eaten a lot of food from the dead and have some things on hand. If we really fight, can you ..."

The old man coughed twice and covered his lips with his hand. A little yellow mist appeared on his body, and there was also a distorted ghost face inside.

"Have these two guys entered the Tao?"

Chu Tai raised his eyebrows slightly. He had recognized that these two people were the three people he met when he had just come down the mountain to travel more than half a year ago. The young man with them also had some connection with Chu Tai.

However, the two were just ordinary people at that time and had not yet entered the Tao. Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for half a year, each of them had acquired unusual skills, and it seemed that it was related to the troubles they encountered that day.

"Don't be impatient. I know you are very angry, but business is business. You didn't bring me what I want, so how can I give you what you want?"

The Taoist spoke this quite fast, and when he talked about specific things, he lowered his voice and his lips moved very little, so Chu Tai couldn't make out the specific content of what he said for a moment, and could only understand the general meaning.

"That's because you cheated us of the cloth from that place..."

The middle-aged man was about to say something else when the door suddenly opened. A tall young man rushed in with a look of joy on his face and shouted to the old man, "Master, Hezhong Village! Here...here is Hezhong Village!"

The old man seemed very angry at the appearance of the young man, and he slapped the young man's outstretched hand aside.

"What's Hezhong Village? Can't you see that I have something to do here? Also, I told you to stay outside and not let anyone else in. Why did you come in by yourself?"

Facing the old man's scolding, the young man was anxious, gesticulating with his hands, and struggling to express his meaning: "But, but, that is Hezhong Village in Yuxi County!"

'What is Hezhong Village in Yuxi County?'

The old man scolded again, and Chu Tai's pupils trembled slightly when he understood these words.

(End of this chapter)