Chapter 612: Ceremony of Iron Blood

The next day.
This is a rare and lively day for the good fortune entrance.
The ritual ceremony resonates with essence and blood.
If it had been before, there might be other secret masters who made iron gates in cities to watch the ceremony, but now this situation is getting less and less. On the one hand, the shortage of manpower and on the other hand, the connections between cities are gradually decreasing.
The beasts are raging, not only in the wilderness, but also increasingly dangerous in official ways. Everyone doesn't say it, but they have it all in their hearts.
The former mystic master was passed down, that is, the body of the white-haired old man had been cremated, and his ashes were worshipped on the altar. The disciples were dressed in yellow and prayed sincerely.
The sky is covered with red clouds, like a sea of ​​blood, and in the depths of the clouds, there are whirlpools, like a eye.
This may be an anomaly induced by the condensation of essence and blood.
King Luo was a little bit interested. Although the iron-blooded disciples were kind to their elders, they didn't have any special respect. The former secret master craftsmen didn't care much about them, and some of the great disciples who might succeed him, Did nothing.
Iron-making entrance is indeed an important force that everyone must let the three points in the overlord city, but unfortunately, no one can attract this force.
King Luo Tiantian can understand it, and also feels that he has been in vain a few days ago.
Sha Wucai and Qiu Fengye recovered from their severe injuries.
They were severely wounded by Nie Ma'er in the early stage. I don't know what happened later. After listening to Guang Shengjun saying that Shen Zhenyi finally resolved the beast spirit, they were all dubious.
"However, the master of the secret method seems to be convinced, so he finally enlightened and promoted his three female disciples with fine blood. This time, the abandoned sword mountain village made a lot of money." Qiu Fengye said with emotion.
Sha Wuugi said impatiently: "Anyway, it's not our business, and the resources in the city are not shorter than ours anyway. After the matter is over, I still go back to the retreat, and look more lazy, so that these young people can Work harder. "
The power of the Abandoned Sword Villa is expanding, and they cannot stop it if they want to.
Fortunately, they have no intention to fight for power and seize the power. Abandoned Sword Villa has the ability to endure. In the future, the custom of the Overlord City will be completely handed over.
Guang Shengjun glanced at them and laughed silently.
The two old men are still like this until now, they can't hold anything in their hearts, they want to be reclusive, and with their current state of mind, it is absolutely impossible to break through.
The military officer of Kurosawa looked so calm, his mind was not, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
"The ceremony is about to begin!"
Chu Huoluo followed Shen Zhenyi and watched the scene where the world changed color, which was also amazing.
The essence of human blood can actually affect the celestial phenomena so far, the magical powers of this mysterious master can be imagined.
Farther away, Shen Zhenyi, who can point to the secret master, is incomprehensible.
"After thousands of years, the essence and blood are still so pure, and his dedication to salvation is still so deep."
Shen Zhenyi sighed softly.
This ability of metamorphosis, if it is not for the practitioners to be easier to persevere, will never be so durable. It will be thousands of years old and new. This is the strength of the soul and spirit.
The Lord of Long County seemed to understand, and asked, "Is this the legendary method of avatar incarnation? The secret master of the world is actually his avatar, so he can practice?"
This is only a mysterious legend and myth, but it sounds similar to the method of the flesh and iron of the secret master.
Shen Zhenyi laughed absurdly: "How can there be such a powerful one? Although the spirit of the secret master craftsmanship is passed down, each secret master craftsman inherits an individual with his own independent consciousness, not the secret master craftsman himself."
He paused and sighed again: "Even if there is a great opportunity in the future, the essence and blood converge, and the master of rebirth is the same two people as he was thousands of years ago, at most they have the memories and emotions of the year. . "
Inheriting the blood of the mysterious master, he can inherit his power and magical power, that is, he will inherit his will.
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Of course, this must be the same spirit, people who are willing to dedicate their sacrifice can inherit the inheritance, but they are not completely transformed into the mysterious master, but just inherit his memory and knowledge.
Even if every successor feels like he is a master of mysteries.
But the true master of the mysterious method, as long as a thousand years ago, has been dormant, dead without a corpse.
"That said, there is no real rebirth?"
Chu Huoluo lamented: "Since this is the case, how could he be so decisive, and still practice this magical power?"
The pain of trying to disperse the essence and blood, the spirit still has to stay in the world, and the pain has been repeated. If it is for spiritual practice, after a few years, if you can make a comeback, you may still grit your teeth and endure it, but the true self is dead, and the one who is resurrected is not himself. What is he trying to do?
As soon as Chu Huoluo spoke, she knew that she was wrong.
What the mysterious master is diligently trying to do is to save the world and to save people. As long as he saves one more, he is willing to make him suffer more.
This spirit of sacrifice is already a holiness that is hard to understand.
"This old man is actually quite amazing."
She thought about it and finally made an evaluation.
Chu Huoluo couldn't imagine what the mysterious master of a thousand years ago looked like, but only subconsciously felt that it was the white-haired old man who had just died.
Anyway, at the spiritual level, the two are overlapping.
"But if I did, it wouldn't have been possible to sacrifice that."
She felt that she was not so noble: "If I want to save people, I am willing, sometimes my blood is soaring. Even if I lose my life, at most I regret it before I die. I ca n’t see the return, I really ca n’t do it. "
Chu Huoluo was frank and she couldn't be such a person.
"Anyway."
Shen Zhenyi did not feel that everyone should be so strong.
"Just have your own beliefs."
The more you practice, the more important it is to uphold your beliefs. This is the so-called "Tao".
Everyone's "Tao" came out slowly by themselves, and gathered into today's self with countless fragments of the past.
"Uh-huh."
Chu Huoluo and Longjun Lord nodded and said yes.
Zi Ningjun bowed her head silently. Her insistence on herself no longer needs Shen Zhenyi to mention it.
call--
At this moment, the whirlpool in the red clouds in the air suddenly sped up, and the air was filled with blood.
"coming!"
The master who presided over the ritual was overjoyed: "We are sincere and spiritual, our blood is sensitive, and the blood of the master craftsman is gathered, and it is coming!"
I saw the blood eyes in the air seem to open, and a little red light inside burst out like an arrow, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.
The disciples yelled, raised their hands, and looked forward to it, hoping that the essence of blood would fall on their heads.
However, the essence and blood seemed to avoid them intentionally, hovering in the air for a week, picking the target, and galloping past.
-Unbiased, flew into the heart of Chu Huoluo!