Chapter 40: Witch Mourning, Babel

Xia Hou was in a good mood these days. Shen Gongbao was driven back to the new military camp and suffered a lot; Huang Yichengtian made jokes and caused trouble in Tongtian Dojo; Xingtian Dafeng and his brothers were busy arranging their weapons and equipment, lighting up their troops and horses, and making preparations for the expedition.

Xia Hou felt relieved immediately. With nothing to do, he finally had time to find a secret room to practice the top-notch witchcraft 'Shooting Sun Technique' that he had obtained out of thin air.

In particular, Xia Hou figured out a problem, which was the main factor that made him feel relaxed and excited.

The main reason why he came to Anyi was not Xing Tian Dafeng's invitation in the mountains and forests. Although, that time made Xiahou know about the existence of Anyi. He came to Anyi just to seek stronger power and find the place to return to his hometown.

The path of place or time. As a Wuwu with great potential, although Xingtian Dafeng brothers used various means to bribe Xiahou with various generous treatment, Xiahou always believed that he was just a passer-by and always held the game.

mentality. He has no intention of being loyal to the Xingtian family with death. In his previous life, he was one of the most elite agents, and the object of his allegiance is always and can only be the country he recognizes, not any Wumen family.

He fought for Xingtian Dafeng and fought hard to win one victory after another, making Xingtian Dafeng and others fully realize their own value and give themselves higher treatment. He just wanted to get the profound and mysterious witchcraft in their hands.

Xia Hou knew that if he wanted people from these powerful families to be willing to teach their family's secret high-level witchcraft secrets to a barbarian in the wild south, he had to let them know that he was of sufficient value and use to them.

But after he got the Sun Shooting Technique, Xiahou's mind changed. He didn't want to stay in Anyi any longer. He already had top-level witchcraft techniques, and practicing according to the above techniques was enough for him to gain extremely strong power.

What else are you doing in Anyi? Seriously working as a thug for the Xingtian family wholeheartedly, doing things that are inconvenient for the Xingtian family, such as beating up friends from other families on the school grounds one after another.

Is he a cripple? Xiahou believed that he had not fallen to the point of willingly becoming a slave.

Therefore, Xiahou wanted to leave Anyi. But he couldn't let go of the affection Xingtian Dafeng and his brothers had for him. After all, he could feel that the young Xingtian brothers' attitude towards him was not purely from the perspective of others.

From the perspective of a friend and guest. Maybe I am really like the literal meaning of the term "friend and guest". I am both a friend and a guest. There is already a kind of friendship between them. I just leave them alone and pay attention to friendship.

What Xiahou couldn't do.

But all the doubts were completely thrown away after Xiahou saw Huang Yi. For no other reason than for the little yellow dragon that slowly swam out from the center of the lake and sprayed Xiahou with saliva all over his face.

So he decided to stay in Anyi and participate in the war between the Daxia army and the Hai people. It was not for anything else but for that little yellow dragon.

Xia Hou still clearly remembered that when he saw the little Huanglong, all the muscles and bones in his body were trembling involuntarily, and he almost collapsed to the ground. Without any reason, and without any careful thinking, Xia Hou decided to stay.

He could stay in Anyi with peace of mind, whether it was cultivation, fighting, or fighting, in short he decided to stay.

Xia Hou completely put aside the confusion in his heart, and his mood felt cool for a while. He suddenly felt a sense of sacredness. He was no longer a passerby, an audience. He seemed to be participating in the process of history. He had affirmed that he was in, It is the lost Daxia in history. Because the Kyushu Cauldron was unearthed in China in his previous life, could it be possible that he would be sent to other places and other times? Although I don’t understand why there is no moon in the sky, and at the same time it seems that there are big stars in the sky. There is an extra one, but this is a minor problem.

I am already in history, and perhaps my personal strength cannot resist the torrent of history, but being able to plunge into this torrent as a personal participant, isn't it the greatest joy in life?

Daxia. The end of Daxia.

The end of Chinese mythology and the beginning of history. This is the chaotic era where mythology and history are entangled. It is the era when ancient gods, immortals, demons, etc. have their last feast, their last song and dance. Since I have already arrived, then, Let's drink the wine together and sing and dance wildly. The fallacies of Bai Hu, my friend from the past life, come to mind again: "A man is born in the world. If he cannot make contributions in his own country and be famous for centuries, then it is not bad to go abroad to kill people and set fires to be infamy for thousands of years." drop!"

The state of mind is clear and the soul is stable; the elixir fire in the golden elixir in the body is strong, constantly refining the traces of true essence. In Xiahou's body, according to the wonderful method taught by Wu Guangzhen, without improving the state, Constantly compressing and purifying the true essence, his true essence reserves increased rapidly at a speed that he could feel. With a body that was a thousand times more powerful than the body of a Qi practitioner, Xiahou used the elixir with all his strength. Fire directly refines the sea of ​​​​energy in one's own meridians, making their capacity stronger and stronger.

What about outside the body?

I have to say that the Sun Shooting Technique is indeed a masterpiece of the ancient gods, it is simply a perverted witchcraft. When Xiahou first started to practice it, he almost exploded to death due to the backlash of the witchcraft!

The practice method of Shooting the Sun Technique is the same as that of other witchcraft techniques. Use as much and as pure five-element energy as possible that is in harmony with the five-element attributes of your body to refine your mental power and transform it into witchcraft. Power. Use the power of witchcraft to stimulate the sea of ​​consciousness, constantly explore and squeeze the potential inherited from the blood of the witch clan, so that the spiritual power becomes stronger and the witchcraft power becomes more powerful.

But the abnormality of Shooting the Sun Technique is that if other high-level witchcraft absorbs the five elements of energy at the speed of a small stream, or the Yangtze River, the training process of the Sun Shooting Technique will be as fast as that of a small stream. It's like an asteroid hitting the earth, one after another, and each one is so strong that people can't bear it.

First, the mental power is combined with a special witchcraft seal in the sea of ​​​​consciousness to form a small long arrow. Then, inside the arrow made of mental power, a thousand pieces are carved purely with divine thoughts. Four hundred and eighty hand talismans were put in. Finally, using the handprints as a driving force outside the body, the invisible small arrow was shot from the center of the eyebrow, controlled by spiritual thoughts, and shot directly into the sky as high as possible.

After the connection between the spiritual mind and the small arrow continued to weaken as the distance increased, and finally the connection and control were severed, the one thousand four hundred and eighty hand charms were activated at the same time. From the perspective of the spiritual consciousness, it was no more than an inch long hair. The small arrow suddenly exploded and expanded into a ball with a diameter of dozens of feet. Driven by the weird spells of the surrounding earthy Yuanli hands, they rushed over like a flock of sheep in a circle, and rushed over, emptying the empty space. The ball was filled to the brim.

Then, the more than a thousand talismans merged into a brand, and a very thin ray of spiritual thought descended from the void, quickly shot back into Xiahou's sea of ​​consciousness, and reconnected with Xiahou's spiritual power. Immediately after that huge, The ball filled with earthy energy was like a meteor, falling rapidly from the sky with a whirring sound.

It was the first time Xia Hou practiced the Sun Shooting Technique. Because he was not familiar with the technique and was not very used to the manipulation of his spiritual thoughts, the first time he 'just' made three small arrows with spiritual power and shot them out. That was three big balloons whizzing out. Come, it blasted directly into Xiahou's head. The huge earthy energy suddenly exploded after being extremely compressed. The power directly caused Xiahou's skin to burst into small pieces, and bloodshot streaks spurted out seven or eight feet away. The whole secret room was blown into ruins.

Fortunately, there is true energy flowing in Xiahou's body, and the resilience of the earthly true energy is extremely amazing. These true energy barely protected Xiahou's body from exploding, and at the same time stimulated Xiahou's sea of ​​consciousness and powerful mental power. It surged out, constantly devouring and merging the huge amount of earthy elemental power that was almost condensed into earthy yellow crystals. At the same time, Xiahou's golden elixir was also running rapidly, desperately devouring the earthy elemental power, releasing the earthy true essence, and Relieve the pressure in Xiahou's body.

Xiahou practiced the Shooting Sun Technique for the first time, and after being comatose in the secret room for an hour, he woke up leisurely.

During the first practice, Xiahou's true energy increased by 50%, and his witchcraft power doubled. At the cost, all the bones in his body were shattered, and his muscles were reduced to a pulp state. He lay on the ground for two full hours. , then he controlled the true energy and repaired the dilapidated body.

"I have to admit that those ancient great gods are all a group of perverted characters." Xiahou said after practicing Sun Shooting Technique for the first time.

In the next few days, Xiahou carefully shot out one small arrow with condensed mental power at a time, and only absorbed one mental power ball filled with earthy elemental power at a time. In these few days of practice, the effect was better than his The cumulative results of the past ten years of practice were even better. Xiahou could only look up to the sky and sigh at the power of the Shooting Sun Technique and the rubbish of the witchcraft techniques taught by the witch master in his village.

In a few days, Xiahou's body actually grew several inches taller, but his muscle mass shrank by 30%. Xiahou actually looked a lot thinner. His body had grown taller, and this was because his physique had begun to change. A complete change, beginning the evolution process from a ninth-level middle-low grade Wu Wu to a Ding Wu. The muscles have shrunk. This is the true energy in the body. The Wu power has become very solid, and its quality is far from what it was a few days ago.

Until now, Xia Hou didn't know how big the gap was between himself and Xing Tian Dafeng and the other great witches. Now, he could already make do with pulling the amazingly powerful sun-shooting bow into a full circle, with unlimited power. It's more than ten times stronger? Xiahou is just a little worried. It seems that his weapon needs to be remade. Otherwise, when he swings it, it will be light and feelingless. This is also the reason why Xiahou has real energy in his body that is constantly nourishing and transforming his body. In fact, he The current pure muscle strength has almost reached the level of a tripod witch.

Xiahou, who devoted himself to cultivation, did not know the changes of time. Soon, the 13th day of the tenth month of the Great Xia calendar arrived.

October 13th of the Great Summer Calendar was a very ordinary day. But a long time later, when those people who had experienced everything that happened on that day got together again and put everything together, they were shocked to discover that this

One day can almost be said to be a turning point in history. Everything will be different after this day.

When night fell that day, Xiahou was practicing masochistically in the secret room behind his monastery. Circles of thick yellow light balls came down in circles at a rate of two every quarter of an hour. Xiahou's muscles were throbbing and his veins were prominent.

, a circle of earth-yellow light in his eyes rippled out a halo as big as the mouth of a bowl, more like a monster than a person. The golden elixir in his body burned fiercely, and the earthly energy that could not be smelted by his own mental power was exhausted.

Xia Hou sent it to the golden elixir. No matter whether he could swallow it or not, he just stuffed it in, and the powerful earth-like essence continued to emerge from the golden elixir.

While practicing, Xiahou still had some free time to silently recite the various talismans, handprints, etc. on the Sun Shooting Technique. He now has more than a thousand talismans engraved on a small spiritual arrow, but the Sun Shooting Technique said,

To reach the highest level, more than 900 million talismans must be instantly engraved on a small arrow. A total of 36,000 small arrows must be shot out in a cycle, forming a continuous and self-contained system like a whirlpool of a galaxy. Xiahou couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

, but he is a little complacent. If he can practice to the highest level, wouldn't it be Hou Yi's rebirth?

But what is conceivable is that more than a thousand talismans must be predatoryly absorbed by such a strong earthy element and bombarded with more than 900 million talismans printed in a small arrow. The earthy elemental energy absorbed at one time will be as high as

How strong? Especially when 36,000 small arrows are continuously shot out and sucked back in a cycle, thinking about this scene makes people's scalp numb.

The black sun-shooting bow was suspended three feet in front of Xiahou's chest. Xiahou couldn't digest the absorbed earthy energy, so he used all the arrow control spells in the sun-shooting formula to penetrate into the bow. According to the sun-shooting formula, Xiahou couldn't digest it.

According to the records in the book, in this way, the longbow can be connected with one's own mind, adding a lot of spirituality out of thin air. It can be used like an arm and fingers, and it is even more powerful.

Just when Xia Houzheng felt that he had benefited from his practice, and although it was a dark secret room, there was a burst of light before his eyes, the door of the secret room made of thick cold iron was suddenly kicked open with violence. Xing Tian Dafeng was wearing an extremely gorgeous outfit.

The man in the brocade dress hurried in and shouted: "Chihu, stop practicing and come with me quickly, something big has happened. Go and see if you can get some benefits!"

One advantage of the Wu family's practice is that it can be interrupted at any time without causing any serious problems. Their power is extremely powerful, and even if the Wu power goes astray when washing the body, it will not cause any serious problems. Therefore, Xingtian Dafeng knew that Xiahou was there.

The cultivator still rushed in carelessly. However, the golden elixir in Xiahou's body was still running. He was suddenly disturbed by Xingtian's strong wind, and a mouthful of true energy went astray with a "chirp" sound, almost causing Xiahou's blood to spurt out a few feet away.

He quickly put away the qi-refining formulas in his body, returned his true energy to the sea of ​​​​qi, and turned his witchcraft power into the sea of ​​consciousness.

He stood up idly. Seeing Xing Tian Dafeng, whose face looked anxious but also seemed happy, Xia Hou asked in shock: "What? Is someone dead?"

came.

Xingtian Dafeng chuckled: "I'm not dead yet, but I'm going to die soon. But it has nothing to do with our family. Maybe we can get some benefits. Let's just go and watch the fun."

Xiahou was shocked when he saw several maids walking in behind Xingtian Dafeng. They stripped him clean without shame and put on Xiahou a complicated but very luxurious black silk dress. The dress was double-breasted. It was opened in the middle and had long sleeves with large swings. The cuffs almost touched the ground. Various ornaments carved from beautiful jade were put on Xiahou one by one. Even a high sapphire crown was forced on Xiahou's head and inserted into it. Three crystal-clear green hostas seem to have green juice dripping out of them.

A jade ring, a jade wristband, a jade waist pendant, a jade belt, and a two-foot long red jade scimitar hung on the belt for purely decorative purposes. This dress that made Xiahou stunned was finally finished. There are nearly thirty pieces of ornaments made from the top-grade raw jade, and Xiahou, who is as virtuous as a gorilla walking upright, is dressed up as a noble man.

Xing Tian Dafeng was surprised when he glanced at Xia Hou, who had walked a few steps in the secret room. He was actually Xia Hou, who looked very stable and graceful. He nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I can't tell, but he looks quite human. Don't be wordy. Come with me quickly. We still have a long way to go."

A long line of honor guards was set up at the main entrance of Xing Tian's house. Xing Tian'e, together with his two white-haired friends, had already sat on a cart at the front, squinting his eyes and gently touching his fingers. Knocking on his knees. The dozen or so cars behind were all the leading figures of the Xingtian family in Anyi. In addition to the first-generation head of the family Xing Tiane, the second-generation elder Xing Tianshisan, and other important members of the Xingtian family, Xiahou was still the third person today. Once I saw them, I didn't know where they went on weekdays.

The people guarding this team are not the Daxia army controlled by the Xingtian family, but the Xingtian family's own family guards. There are five thousand Xingtian guards covered in black armor, with their heads and faces covered under fully enclosed helmets. Riding on the tall black dragon-horned beast, they were filled with murderous aura. From a long distance away, you could feel the murderous aura on their bodies cutting through them like blades. This group of people, Xiahou had never seen before, belonged to The powerful weapons of the Xingtian family.

Xing Tian Dafeng came in a hurry with Xia Hou, not daring to say anything. The two jumped into the last car in the convoy. Before they had time to say hello to Xing Tian Xuan Zhi and others who were already sitting in the car, Xing Tian'e in front of them had already given an order. Next, the team suddenly ran forward at full speed. Behind the team, there was also the sound of hooves. Important members of the Shen Gong family and the major witch families living on this street all brought their own family guards to form a huge honor guard. , filing towards the east gate.

Xia Hou didn't know what happened, but when he saw everyone in the car looking serious and serious, he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only lift the car curtains and peek outside secretly.

He saw that as soon as these Anyi aristocratic families came out of the city gate, they changed from a long snake formation to a fish-scale phalanx. At the front were people from the four major witch families, marching in parallel. Behind them were the major witch families according to their power. , high and low in power, they formed a neat queue and filed forward. This square formation was five miles wide and ten miles long. Large families such as the Xingtian family sent thousands of people, but small ones only had two or three vehicles. Follow the queue. There may not be 100,000 people in the entire queue.

The team drove towards the east at a very high speed for more than an hour. Fortunately, the surrounding areas of Anyi are flat, a large plain covering an area of ​​thousands of miles. Such a large team did not encounter any obstacles. arrived at their destination.

In front of them was a sparse forest, with a faint black mist lingering in the forest covering an area of ​​nearly a hundred miles. Right in front of the team, there were two incredibly huge ancient trees. The trees were hundreds of feet high, and they could be seen even in the dark. It’s unclear how thick they are, but they are about a hundred feet apart. Looking from a distance, you can see that their branches have been entangled together in the sky, as if a dark cloud has covered the ground. These two big trees are like A door leading to another world stands in the wilderness of night.

Xiahou dared to swear that when he came to Anyi, he did not see such two big trees in the east of Anyi. Such a tall tree can be seen clearly even from dozens of miles away, but when he came to Anyi , indeed no tree shadow was seen. Presumably, this is some kind of advanced witchcraft application.

The large group of people passed between the two trees. Xiahou instinctively felt that after Xingtian Dafeng and the others passed by the big tree, an indescribable aura suddenly emerged from their bodies. They were like devout believers. As if he had arrived at the holy place of his faith, his whole body suddenly became extremely restrained and depressed. Even his breathing seemed to have slowed down. Even Bai, who was lying on the floor of the carriage, instinctively felt his whole body stiffen, and his eyesight Staring at an unknown place directly in front of the convoy.

Xia Hou couldn't hold it in any longer. He lifted the curtain of the car and looked forward. He was shocked to see a large mountainous area emerging in front of him. It was indeed a mountainous area. On top of the undulating mountains, there were densely dotted lights. Just look at the number of lights. , there was a medium-sized city there. Looking to the left and right, no one was paying attention. Xiahou cast a spell on himself, and then he looked intently. He saw extremely tall and majestic palaces on the mountains, dark and dark. The palace is like a monster perched on the delicate hill.

The sound coming from under the wheels is no longer the collision and friction of wheels and soil in the wilderness, but a crisp "clunking" sound. The ground here has been paved with bluestone slabs. This is a stone slab with a width of a hundred feet. The avenue leads directly to the deepest part of the mountain.

Gradually, on both sides of the motorcade, countless shamans shrouded in black cloaks came out of the palace on the roadside. They gathered in a crowd, marched in neat steps, and made heart-shaking subtle sounds at the same time. There were loud footsteps again, trotting forward quickly.

Xing Tiane suddenly shouted loudly: "The convoys of all the major witch families stopped, and each family led their own clansmen to the Tianwu Palace."

Heavenly witch, earth witch, spirit witch, ghost witch, Li witch, Ling witch, fantasy witch, force witch, and transformed witch. These are the nine great witches of Daxia witchcraft. They also symbolize nine extremely terrifying powers. They sit in Zhongzhou. Those who hold the witch temple in Anyi are known as great witches; those who sit in the branches of witch temples in various parts of Jiuzhou are known as town witches. And those who have heaven witch, earth witch, spirit witch, ghost witch, Li witch, order witch, fantasy witch, power witch, and transformation The nine great witches with the title of witch are the nine highest leaders of the Daxia Witch Cult. They must also be the nine people with the most powerful witchcraft power in Jiuzhou, except for the King of Daxia who has a special way of inheritance!

The Tianwu Hall is the witch palace where Tianwu, one of the nine great witches, belongs. And the supreme witch, Tianwu, is the dean of the Daxia Witch Cult and must also be a member of the Daxia royal family.

Xing Tian'e's cry alerted Xia Hou, who turned around in surprise and asked Xing Tian Dafeng: "No way? Is Tian Wu going to die?"

Tianwu, the contemporary Tianwu is the biological uncle of the contemporary King of Xia, possessing the Nine Cauldrons of witchcraft power that can destroy the world. At the same time, as the leader of the Great Xia Witch Cult, he commands the nine major witch palaces, and all witches in Kyushu are his.

Subordinates. In all the cities and towns in Jiuzhou, there must be witch temples, and there must be shamans and sorcerers. Even Xiahou’s tribe and the village where Xiahou was born, their clan witches are also members of the witch temple.

disciple.

Such a big shot, a god-like existence, is going to die?

Strangely, Xia Hou really couldn't understand why such an important person was about to die. Why did Xing Tian Dafeng still seem a little happy when he rushed into his secret room just now?

An extremely subtle voice reached Xiahou's ears: "The great witch must pass on his immense witchcraft power with supreme witchcraft before his death. But it is impossible for the successor to absorb all the power that can destroy the entire earth.

The witch power, more than 60% of the witch power, together with part of the memory experience of the great witch, will be dispersed in the void. Those of us who are destined can monopolize a part of the witch power. Perhaps most of the witch powers present can improve the strength of Yiding.

"

Xia Hou glanced at Xing Tian Dafeng who was transmitting the news in shock. He suddenly thought of the horrific scene in his previous life where the natives of the primitive tribes divided and ate the elders of their tribe after their death. How could what Xing Tian Dafeng said happen?
To be continued...