The Witch of Zongwang: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas

Regarding sacrifices, that is something Yi Xia is very familiar with.

It can condense the characteristics of witchcraft more than any other single word.

Yi Xia had performed many types of sacrifices before.

Some are for mountains and rivers, and some are for plane consciousness.

However, this was the first time that Yi Xia felt a sacrifice directed at him.

In the basement of Liucheng, Yi Xia felt the mist of air that was so weak that it could almost be ignored with a rather subtle expression.

It is the sacrificial component intertwined with incense and intention.

If it weren't for Yi Xia's perception being strong enough and extremely sensitive to the aura of sacrifice.

I'm afraid, he can't sense it.

This land has always had a long history of ancient bonuses for sacrifices.

Even mortal objects can be sacrificed through certain rituals.

Of course, not all beings can perform sacrifices.

Generally speaking, as far as living creatures are concerned.

Ordinary mortal objects cannot be sacrificed.

Only after their life span in the material world reaches the end can they participate in this ancient religious activity in another form.

Of course, there are also certain mortal objects that are sacrificed while they are still alive.

That was an extremely special situation, involving many taboos and dangers.

With Yi Xia's bloodline, he can bear it.

The direct bloodline of Chaos will not be inferior to the gods.

Yi Xia thought for a while, and her relatively gentle face was gradually wrapped in a ferocious mask.

The witch flag came out in response.

Yi Xia held the witch flag and danced slowly in the dark basement.

Although he could sense that someone had performed a rather small sacrifice on him.

But I can't sense the specific situation.

After all, he hasn't reached that state yet.

In other words, what he is good at lies in another field.

With the activation of Nuo Method: Wentian, the plane consciousness, which is much more active than usual at the end of the year, quickly responded.

Then, Yi Xia's consciousness began to fluctuate.

A strange place gradually appeared before his eyes.

It looked like a temple or something.

No, it seems to be a festival hall?

Yi Xia stared at the familiar figure appearing in the picture.

Wu Kui?

Yi Xia naturally remembered this girl named Wu.

She is one of the inheritors of the top inheritance of colorful mushrooms in Dianzhou, and she is also the only one who has visited him in Liucheng.

Yi Xia looked at the sign in her hand and was stunned.

Ordinary wooden signs, even if relevant information is written on them, will not have any effect.

According to the extraordinary civilization of the Eastern lineage, there are procedures such as consecration.

Although this wooden sign is exquisite in workmanship, it is just an ordinary thing.

Its core lies in the bead in the brand.

Yi Xia used her consciousness to bring the picture closer.

He stared at the beads in front of him and fell into deep thought.

This thing looks a little strange, but also feels quite familiar.

In Yi Xia's sea of ​​consciousness, memories began to tumble.

In the end, Yi Xia's memory traced back to the time when his bloodline was awakened.

Under the violent blood power, his mortal body completed its transformation.

And the clothes at that time naturally fell apart.

The beads are the decorations on the clothes.

It can be considered a serious object that can be used as an anchor for sacrifices.

This is a clever one...

Yi Xia figured out the whole story and smiled silently.

There is no intervention.

It was considered a bit of fate, so it was up to her to perform sacrifices.

The left and right are just a priest.

What's more, he is also from the same lineage with the surname Wu.

It doesn't hurt to give him some protection.

With Yi Xia's current concept of equality in sacrifices, it cannot provide much help.

Maybe there are some bonuses in combat and planting?

Yi Xia was a little curious about this, but didn't pay too much attention.

And with the recognition of Yi Xia's consciousness, some changes seemed to have occurred in the ancestors far away in Wu Kui's hometown.

That is a realm that is difficult for ordinary people to peer into.

In the spiritual world, the sacrificial hall, which was originally made of materials, gradually became covered with a layer of faint golden light.

It seemed to turn into a thin cloud and spread out along with the dense scent of incense.

It crosses fields and mountains and forests, and passes through people's homes, tracing the breath of blood and gradually infiltrating it.

Wu Kui, who was sitting quietly at home, suddenly opened his eyes.

She looked at the ceiling in confusion.

This is?

Wu Kui slowly calmed down, and she could detect some subtle changes.

As a practitioner who has entered the extraordinary world for less than a year.

Wu Kui is extremely sensitive to this change.

Just like for people with millions of deposits, one or two extra savings may not be discovered in time.

For those with only a dozen pieces or even less, there is a greater probability of discovery.

Although there is no very intuitive and clear understanding of the changes in this area.

But Wu Kui probably knew what happened.

Looks like the plan worked...

This is her reward for this village and family.

She has received favors from her tribe during her dealings.

For remote and poor places, group heating is more common.

Now, she has repaid these kindnesses.

Although it cannot be said that they are separated, at least they have a clear conscience.

Wu Kui has not yet understood the essence of spiritual practice.

But I always feel that living a smooth and spacious life may be conducive to spiritual practice...

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That night

The time for New Year's Eve dinner varies from place to place and from household to household.

Many people in Yixia are accustomed to eating it in the early morning of New Year's Eve.

This is how Yi Xia Xiaolai lived.

Now, it doesn't matter.

He was alone and not too worried.

He thought about it for a long time during the day, and finally decided to find a place in Kunlun.

Since it’s the Chinese New Year, it naturally can’t be in another world or another dimension.

Considering Kun's size, Yi Xia spent a long time in several uninhabited areas.

The final decision was made in Kunlun.

After all, it is also a famous mountain.

Just went to check it out, with the awakening of extraordinary power.

Is there any change in Kunlun, which may have continued the name of a sacred mountain in mythology?

Hua Hua Hua...

A river of cold water rushes down from the vast land.

Yi Xia found a slightly flat place to sit down.

This is the hinterland of Kunlun Mountains, a river beach covered with rocks.

The stars were bright at this time, and Yi Xia could see the solemn shadows of distant mountains in the night.

The brown-yellow color fills most of the colors in the surrounding areas.

The temperature here is very low at night.

Even Yi Xia can feel a bit of cold air.

I took out my phone and looked at it. It was already 11:52 in the middle of the night.

The signal is quite weak, but can be received intermittently.

Yi Xia's perception spread.

Although we are in the hinterland of Kunlun, we can hear the sound of firecrackers gradually rising.

Yi Xia slowly stretched her waist.

Then with a thought, the ground suddenly ignited with blazing fire.

Then, I saw heavy fog gradually rising around me.

The human form faded away, and the mountains became as low as hills.

It’s the New Year...