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Chapter 2869 Blood Moon

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    When Xiao Hua heard it, he quickly opened his mouth, and the spirit fire turned into a fire snake again and returned.  And the black dog that had lost the restraint of the spirit fire suddenly opened its mouth and screamed, but at this moment, the green script glyph fell on the black dog, and all the black energy was wrapped in the green script glyph, emitting an overflowing green light  .

    Following the flickering of the green light, the black dog shrunk even more, and the ghost lamp was born from the black dog again!

    The black energy of the black dog gradually solidified, and it turned into the form of the Lost Soul Lamp again!

    "Huh~" Seeing the green script glyphs disappear and the black light flashing on the Luohun Lamp, he immediately regained his composure. Master Keqin let out a long breath, shook his head and said, "Master Xiao, if you weren't by my side, this black dog might be  I'm going to run away! This soul-refining cave of Lao Shi can't trap it at all!"

    "Hehe, lucky and lucky!" Xiao Hua smiled slightly, pointed his hand again, and asked, "This thing has been repaired now? Can it be lit?"

    "Where!" Master Keqin shook his head, "Although the Fallen Soul Lamp has been completely repaired, the blood of the descendants of the Great God of Houtu must be dripped on it, and the spell of the Great God of Houtu must be recited.  Only with the blessing of the Great God can this Fallen Soul Lamp be lit!"

    "Hey, then Xiao Ke has to see the appearance and power of the Falling Soul Lamp after it is lit!" Xiao Hua said expectantly.

    "The real person will be disappointed. Although Ziming is the heir of the Great God of Houtu, her blood is available!" Master Keqin walked slowly under the Luohun Lamp. At this time, his beard and hair were all white, and he looked old-fashioned.  Stretching out his hand, he took the Luohun Lamp and said, "However, the Luohun Lamp can only be lit in the ancestral hall of Houtuzhai.  With Ji Man's blessing, it is impossible for Zi Ming to light up the Lost Soul Lamp!"

    "It's still so complicated!" Xiao Hua was a little incomprehensible.

    "The old man has already said that the power of blood and the mystery of the soul are the most mysterious things in the world! Here it is!" Master Keqin said as he walked towards a place, "Let's go, the matter is over here, and the old man is just a moment away."  I don't want to stay here anymore!"

    Immediately, Master Keqin took out the green phalanx from his bosom again, and opened the door of the Soul Refining Cave, but saw that it was already sunset, and Ziming, Fairy Hongxia and others were guarding outside the door, seeing the hole.  The door opened, Xiao Hua and Master Keqin walked out safely, and the two walked over involuntarily.

    "Master" Ziming hesitated to speak, as if he was a little afraid of hearing the result, but his gaze fell on the Soul Lost Lamp in Master Keqin's hand.

    "Fortunately!" Master Keqin looked at the sky, his dry skin twitched slightly, and then handed the Lamp of the Lost Soul to Ziming and said, "With the help of Master Xiao, there is no danger, and it has completely disappeared.  Repair! When Ziming returns to the ancestral hall, he can ask Mr. Wu and Ji Man to light it up!"

    "Thank you, master, thank you, Mr. Xiao!" Zi Ming caught it cautiously, not only showing joy on his face, but also tears in his eyes.

    "No thanks, no thanks~" Xiao Hua waved his hand, "Thank you, Master, just look at the appearance of the master, and you will know how hard the master is!"

    "That's right, Master, you should hurry up and take the Rejuvenation Pill!" Ziming put away the Lost Soul Lamp and said hastily, "This junior is waiting in the valley, and when the Master regains his youth, this junior will thank you very much!"

    "Hehe, no need!" Master Keqin laughed, "When the old man was repairing the soul treasure just now, he had a lot of chats with Master Xiao, and he learned a lot of techniques for refining weapons from him.  Do you want to retreat for a while by taking the Rejuvenation Pill, during this period it is better not to be disturbed! Ziming, you take Daoist Xiao and leave here now, and wait until the day when you light the Lost Soul Lamp, the old man takes his disciples  Let's go to Houtu Village and watch the ceremony with Elder Wu and Ji Man!"

    "Master, don't you need to be so anxious?" Xiao Hua asked in a low voice, a little puzzled.

    "Hehe, I can't wait to see the effect of Huichun Pill!" Master Keqin laughed, "Besides, the people of Houtuzhai are in dire straits now, and Ziming's own affairs have been resolved, shouldn't he think about it?"  Your own people? Daoist Xiao needs to help Ziming, how dare this old man keep a few more?"

    "This is true!" Ziming nodded, "The maidservants of the younger generation have not arrived yet, I don't know what happened on the way, these millet seeds of Mr. Xiao are really important, and they will be sent back to Houtu village as soon as possible.  It will be able to exchange the lives of many people. The junior has been educated, and the junior will bring Mr. Xiao back to Houtu Village!"

    "Has there been no news from Ziming's maid? Did Hanba have news?" Xiao Hua became a little anxious when he heard it.

    "Well, it should be Hanba's business!" Ziming nodded, "Otherwise they should have come here long ago!"

    "Okay, Master Keqin, Xiao Ke won't stay here any longer!" The matter involved Xiao Mao, Xiao Hua didn't dare to be careless,He hurriedly bowed and said, "What the master said, Xiao Ke will definitely do it for the master!"

    "Well, this old man believes in real people!" Master Keqin nodded, stretched out his hand to hold Xiao Hua's wrist, Xiao Hua hesitated a little but did not evade, "Go, this old man will send real people out of the valley!"

    "Thank you, Master!" Xiao Hua and others replied respectfully.

    Xiao Hua and Master Keqin walked in the front, one was extremely tall and the other was extremely short, it looked like an adult holding a child, but Ziming, Fairy Hongxia and others, and a few disciples who came later  They all watched respectfully, and no one dared to show any disrespect in their eyes.

    The backs of Xiao Hua and Master Keqin stretched extremely long in the falling afterglow, reflected obliquely on the stone steps leading to the peak, moving little by little

    It was getting late at the reception desk, everyone said a few words, Li Zongbao sacrificed the flying cloud boat again, the four of them stepped on the flying boat, bid farewell to Master Keqin, and flew towards the distance.

    But Master Keqin watched the flying boat go away, turned his head slowly, with an inexplicable expression on his face, didn't say a word, and when he reached the steps, he gritted his teeth again, and ordered: "  Qing Ming, I am too old to go on, you should quickly inform the disciples in the valley, so that they all come to the reception desk immediately"

    "This" Qing Ming was slightly stunned, but immediately bowed and said, "I know, I will go down to send a message!"

    "Okay, go and come back quickly!" Master Keqin looked at the sky and urged, "It takes a stick of incense to come up, don't delay for a moment!!"

    "Yes~" Qing Ming didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly waved the Horcrux without going up the steps, and flew down directly, while the remaining two disciples stayed beside Master Keqin very strangely.

    Master Keqin watched Qing Ming fly down, looked around, found a place to sit down at random, put his hand into his arms, took out the rejuvenation pill that Ziming sent, looked carefully, and saw that it was already dark  Yan Zhong opened his mouth, wanting to swallow the Rejuvenation Pill

    Let's say that Xiao Hua and the others boarded the flying boat and flew in the night for a long time, seeing the bright moonlight sprinkled down, gradually turning into a kind of light red, and then the light red darkened again, turning into a blood-red color  In this blood-colored moonlight, the million Mengshan, which was originally a shadow, became even more mysterious, and a kind of blood came out of everyone's eyes.

    Xiao Hua sat cross-legged in the flying boat, did not control the flight, but realized the gains of these ten days, and planned how to repair the spiritual weapon for Li Zongbao, he did not rush to check Master Keqin's kit, he knew in his heart, what was inside  It is the result of the master's lifetime of refining tools, and it must be vast. Now that I look at it suddenly, I may be attracted all of a sudden, which delays my cultivation.  There are many exercises that I need to comprehend, and these soul cultivation things I'll wait until I have time to talk about them.

    And when the blood moon was born, a slight restlessness emerged from his mysterious cloud, pulling him out of his self-awareness.

    "Hey", Xiao Hua looked up at the blood moon, and then at Ziming who was prostrate on the flying boat, and said strangely: "Ziming, why is this? Xiao and others have been here for a long time, it seems that they have never been here."  I have never encountered such a strange thing!"

    Zi Minghe seemed to have something on his mind, as soon as he boarded the flying boat, he just sat down, unlike before whispering to Fairy Hongxia, when the red moon rose, he immediately bowed down on the flying boat, chanting something in a low voice,  At the same time, the hands are constantly changing, which looks somewhat similar to the Taoist formula.

    Hearing Xiao Hua's inquiry, Ziming did not answer in time, but still closed his eyes and recited. After waiting for a cup of tea, the blood light of the red moon began to fade gradually, and the red was mixed with  With a pure white color, he got up from the flying boat respectfully, looked at the blood moon in the sky, and said in a low voice: "Young Master Xiao doesn't know something. I, the God of Earth after Mengshan Mountain, has transformed into Jiuyou for the reproduction and inheritance of my witch clan.  When her old man succeeds, the sky and the earth change color, the sun and the moon cry for her, and this moon cry is the day after tomorrow sacrifice night that I rarely see in Mengshan!"

    "Oh?" Xiao Hua naturally heard Master Keqin's explanation in the Soul Refining Cave, his eyes slightly opened, and he looked up at the red moon in the night sky.

    "It is precisely because of the God of Houtu who gave up eternal life that my Mengshan lineage has the power to control souls, and the people of my Houtu Village have the ability to control ghosts! Even, the souls of our human race have the ability to control ghosts after the body falls.  You can return to the embrace of God Houtu only when you have returned home!" Ziming explained devoutly again, "Moreover, every time God God Houtu sacrifices at night, the entire Mengshan Mountain is covered in blood. The world is grateful, and the people  Thanksgiving, even some soul beasts come out from the hidden place, offer sacrifices to the God of Houtu, and thank the God of Houtu for his merits! Oh, even the Hanba will definitely come out of the hidden place tonight to worship the God of Houtu  Maybe it is because Hanba sensed that there will be a festival night, so he appeared in Mengshan in advance?"

    "So that's the case!" Xiao Hua nodded a little, but he was also puzzled. There is obviously such a moon on the Dawn Rain Continent. Why have I never seen a blood moon in Xi Country for so many years?

    Xiao Hua thought for a while, and asked cautiously: "Is there a sacrifice night for the Great God of Houtu every year?"

    "No~" Ziming shook his head, "According to the shamanism in the village, it may be ten years or a hundred years, not necessarily!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)??Why have I never seen a blood moon in Xi Country for so many years?

    Xiao Hua thought for a while, and asked cautiously: "Is there a sacrifice night for the Great God of Houtu every year?"

    "No~" Ziming shook his head, "According to the shamanic scriptures in the village, it may be ten years or a hundred years, not necessarily!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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