in the name of evil

Chapter 68 Crows take a plane!
Facing Jiang Li with burning eyes, Qingzhu always felt a throbbing in her soul.

His eyes are a little scary.

"This. The talent of talisman, you can't see it, but you can try it."

"How to try?" Jiang Li couldn't wait.

Qingzhu smiled slightly: "Please follow me."

After speaking, he led Jiang Li towards his courtyard.

Jiang Li thought of something, and said with some embarrassment: "By the way, because of my injury, I can't activate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for the time being, so it won't have any impact."

Qingzhu shook her head: "Don't worry, it's just a test of talent, no aura is needed."

Now Jiang Li was relieved, but he was also a little interested in the test that Qingzhu said.

As far as he knows, spiritual energy is needed no matter what one cultivates, but the talent of talisman does not use spiritual energy as a criterion, which inevitably makes him a little curious.

Jiang Li followed Qingzhu into the quiet room where he practiced. The room was very empty, except for a futon for meditation in the middle and a framed blank picture scroll hanging in the corner.

Qing Zhu led Jiang Li to the blank scroll.

"This is what is used to test the talent of talismans. Talismans are different from offensive techniques such as thunder, and are more treacherous and changeable. They mainly depend on the spiritual power of a person. As for aura, it is only used to attach to the caster to engrave It’s just a medium of spiritual power used in talisman paper.”

Jiang Li understood: "Then what should I do?"

"Just look at it." Qingzhu pointed to the blank scroll.

"It's that simple?"

After seeing Qingzhu nod his head slightly, Jiang Li followed what he said and looked at the blank scroll.

Jiang Li didn't feel anything unusual at first, but soon, a sense of sleepiness came to his mind.

He forced his eyes to close, and stared at the scroll.

He didn't notice Qing Zhu's surprised eyes behind him at all.

"Strange, why can you persist for so long?" He said doubtfully in a voice that only he could hear.

This picture scroll was given to him by Qingzhu's master, and it was used to polish his mental strength before he started.

At the beginning, Qing Zhu felt sleepy just by looking at it, and saw many messy lines in his dream.

The master told him that this is called visualization, and when he can see the real scene as if he was in the scene, it means that the spiritual power has reached the standard, and then it can be counted as an entry.

Gradually, he can see some blurred objects until he can see the specific scene clearly.

It took him a whole year for this process, but even so, he was praised by the master.

This picture scroll is quite miraculous. When it is visualized, the picture in the mind of the viewer will appear on the picture scroll. A lifelike landscape painting.

After the master found out, he deliberately tested his mental strength and came to a terrible conclusion.

Although his mental strength has just entered the human level, its strength is already comparable to that of the human level mid-level in the general training system for cultivating spiritual power.

Since then, he has also become the No. 1 talisman of the Tianshi Mansion below the prefectural level.

So he was extremely surprised that Jiang Li had lasted so long.

However, the power of human beings is limited after all. Although Jiang Li is not a human being, he is still human after all.

He held on for nearly 10 minutes, but finally couldn't hold it anymore, closed his eyes, and stood dangling in front of the picture scroll as if he was sleepwalking, but he just didn't fall down.

"Does Jiang Li really have this talent?"

Qingzhu seemed a little excited.

He is humble by nature, he doesn't fight or grab, and he didn't feel jealous because he saw Jiang Li's potential, but he felt a sense of joy that he is not alone.

"It depends on what he can dream now, at least his current mental strength is about the same as mine, which has been visualizing for more than a year."

At this time, Jiang Li was in a dream state with a dazed look on his face.

"Hiss, what kind of weird God's perspective is this?"

One second he felt sleepy and could not bear to close his eyes, and the next second he opened them, feeling refreshed, but the strange thing is that he doesn't seem to be a human right now, because Apart from being able to see and hear, he couldn't make any movements, and he couldn't even feel his own body at all.

"I realized that this is the Yang God of Taoism, or the primordial spirit coming out of the body."

Looking down at the land and mountains and rivers under his feet, Jiang Li suddenly realized that this is a classic setting in novels. Generally speaking, literature comes from reality, even if it is called differently, it should be similar.

"Understood, let's go find a young man whose marriage has been divorced, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of life."

He thought to himself amusingly.

Suddenly, a series of neat horn sounds pulled him back to the reality in front of him.

"Huh? There seems to be someone on that mountain?"

He looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw a dense crowd of people swarming on the highest peak in the mountains. He didn't know how these people climbed up this steep mountain, which was roughly estimated to be nearly a thousand meters long. of.

Jiang Li stared intently at the mountain peak, trying to see the scene over there clearly.

The next moment, he was surprised to find that with his own mind, God's perspective gradually narrowed.

"So that's how it works. The world focuses on you, and crows fly by plane!"

The angle of view quickly zooms in.

Jiang Li also saw clearly what was happening on the mountain——

Countless dark-skinned people dressed in animal skins were kneeling to worship a towering tree, and shouted a language that Jiang Li could not understand.

There were several people wearing animal bone masks in front of the tree, who should be priests. While offering the corpses of unknown beasts as sacrifices, they played strange melodies with musical instruments that Jiang Li didn't know.

"Ancient ancestors sacrifice? Worship a tree?"

Jiang Li couldn't tell what kind of tree it was, and his only knowledge and first impression of it was one word - big!

This tree is [-] meters high, and it occupies more than half of the top of the mountain, leaving thousands of people crowded in the remaining part.

"Huh? What is that?"

Jiang Li noticed that besides cattle and sheep, there was a pile of dark things surrounding the tree.

As the angle of view zoomed in again, Jiang Li suddenly discovered that it turned out to be a bunch of human heads!
Jiang Li had seen quite a few corpses, but he was still a little shocked by the fact that there were so many heads piled up.

This scale is even more exaggerated than the Jingguan described in the literature.

Some of the human heads are fresh, some are dry, and some even have been turned into bones.

This shows that this kind of sacrifice is not the first time, these heads have been accumulated over the years.

Although he knew that the sacrifices in the savage period were very cruel, and most of the sacrifices were human beings, but such a scene still made Jiang Li feel obvious physical discomfort.

"What kind of evil god is this f*cking sacrifice, isn't it too exaggerated?"

Jiang Li has no entity, so even if the angle of view is too wide, the head will be stuffed into his face, but he just feels sick, but he can't spit it out.

Soon, the sacrifice was over, and one of the people wearing the animal bone mask took off the mask, revealing a hideous face full of scars.

He first knelt down towards the big tree, mumbled something in his mouth, then walked towards the big tree, stepped on those heads and climbed up the tree.

He climbed the tree very quickly, and within a few minutes, he was completely submerged in the canopy of the tree, and he could not see his figure.

Jiang Li silently stared at the place where he disappeared.

Those ancestors who came to worship, including all the priests, all prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

After an unknown amount of time, the priest who climbed up the tree stretched out half of his body from the top of the tree.

He seemed to have experienced something, his body was covered with wounds, but his expression was very joyful.

He roared towards the sky, and then, his eyes burst into a strange light, and his whole body was wrapped in a crimson aura.

The crimson aura shot straight into the sky like a thick flame, as if it wanted to burn a hole in the sky!

At this time, Jiang Li looked at this scene with a face of horror, his eyes fixed on the crimson aura.

"Red. Red aura?"

"They came to worship for the red aura?"

The big tree moved automatically without wind, making a rustling sound.

For some reason, Jiang Li felt that he was being watched by something!
"Boiled!"

Jiang Li shouted and opened his eyes suddenly.

At some point, I was covered in cold sweat, as if I had been soaked in water.

He gasped heavily, his eyes widened, as if he hadn't broken free from the scene just now.

"It's too real, what's going on?"

"I just wanted to ask what's going on? What did you see?"

From behind came Qing Zhu's voice, wanting to cry but without tears:
"How did the painting become like this?"

Jiang Li looked at the blank scroll.

At this time, the picture scroll looked as if it had been hacked by a sword. It was so damaged that it could almost be said to be a piece of waste paper.

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(End of this chapter)