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Jiang Ping said helplessly: "Okay, I can promise you, just tell me what should I do now?"

The old priest of the Bailing clan said: "It's very simple. Just use your pious heart to drip a few points of blood onto the holy tree to complete the ritual of sacrifice."

When Jiang Ping heard this, he breathed a little relieved. He thought he had no idea what harsh conditions would be, so he made a request to make him embarrassed. It was just a few drops of blood, which was a simple task.

He immediately agreed happily and said, "So that's it, it's easy to do."

After saying that, he stretched out his index finger and gently bit it in his mouth. The blood flowed out and approached the holy wood. The bright red blood beads dripped and fell on the holy wood. It immediately penetrated through the wood and disappeared, and could not see any blood stains. It just felt that the light on the surface of the holy wood was brighter.

He didn't know how many drops it would be dripped, so he looked up and asked the old high priest of the Bailing clan and said, "High priest, I wonder how many drops of this blood sacrifice would be dripped to be completed?"

The old priest of the Bailing clan replied: "This is not a fixed number, usually three or five drops are done. At that time, the holy tree will release the people who worship the sacrifice, and the ceremony of worship the sacrifice will be completed."

"So that's it." Jiang Ping said, now his body is still tightly wrapped by the branches of the holy wood, without any sign of loosening and letting go. It seems that the ceremony of sacrifice has not been completed.

He immediately squeezed out a few drops of blood and fell one by one onto the holy wood. After the blood bead fell onto the holy wood, it still quickly penetrated through the wood and disappeared. But after waiting for a while, he saw that the branches of the holy wood wrapped around his body were still tightly, with no sign of loosening.

He was puzzled, and looked up at the old Bailing clan high priest and asked, "High Priest, what's going on? Why doesn't Holy Wood let me go?"

The old priest of the Bailing clan was also wondering at the moment. Generally speaking, if three or five drops drip, the holy wood should release the people who worshiped the sacrifice. He completed the ceremony of worshiping the sacrifice, and he could see clearly that Jiang Ping had dripped six or seven drops of blood on the holy wood. Logically speaking, the holy wood should let go of the other party at this moment, but for some reason, the holy wood was still tightly wrapped around the other party, without any intention of letting go.

He lowered his head again. He looked carefully at the top surface of the holy wood and found that the blood dripping on Jiang Ping had indeed been completely absorbed by the holy wood, and there were no traces of blood stains on it. This shows that the holy wood had indeed received the sacrifice of the other party's blood. Otherwise, the blood would not penetrate the wood, but would remain outside.

Since the Holy Wood has accepted the other party's blood sacrifice, why don't you let go of the other party? What's wrong?

The old priest of the Bailing clan was confused for a moment and was confused. Originally, Shengmu chose Jiang Ping, a foreigner, as the person who worshiped the sacrifice, which was very abnormal. Unexpectedly, there was another change at this moment. It seemed that the ceremony of worshiping the sacrifice could no longer be understood by common sense.

The old priest of the Bailing clan thought for a moment and said, "Master Jiang, maybe the holy wood is not satisfied yet, so why not try to drop a few drops of blood from Commander Jiang."

At this moment, he couldn't think of another better way, so he could only try it like this.

After hearing this, Jiang Ping had no choice but to squeeze out a few drops of blood and dripped onto the holy tree.

The old priest of the Bailing clan looked carefully. After Jiang Ping's drops of blood fell on the holy wood, they quickly penetrated through the wood, disappeared, and were absorbed by the holy wood. It seemed that his guess was still good. The holy wood was indeed not satisfied, so he refused to let go of the other party.

But the problem arose again. After Jiang Ping continued to squeeze out a few drops of blood, the branches of the holy tree were still tightly wrapped around him, with no sign of loosening.

After counting it, Jiang Ping dripped blood at this moment. According to the knowledge of the Bailing tribe, it is said that the clan's classics have never seen such a situation. After the sacrifice drips so much blood, the Holy Wood is still resolute and refuses to let go of the other party.

Seeing this situation, the Bailing tribe members on the sidelines looked at each other with strange expressions and started to whisper.

Jiang Ping looked up again at this time and asked the old Bailing clan high priest, "High Priest, what's going on? Why has the Holy Wood not let me go yet? How much blood will the Holy Wood be satisfied and let me go."

The old priest of the Bailing clan was also unsure of his mind. He didn't know how to answer the other party's question. Today's situation was something he had never seen before and had never heard of. There was no precedent for experience to follow, and he didn't know what to do.

Seeing the other party's hesitation and embarrassment, Jiang Ping knew that the other party was afraid that he would not be able to count on it. Forget it, I would rather communicate with Shengmu by myself.

His thoughts immediately extended out and began to release his kindness and kindness to the Holy Wood and communicate with the other party.

"Senior, can you hear me?" Jiang Ping greeted the other party.

"Hello, my friend, of course I can hear you." Shengmu's voice rang in Jiang Ping's mind.

Seeing the other party talking, Jiang Ping breathed a sigh of relief and immediately asked directly: "I asked myself that there was no place to offend my seniors. Why did the seniors hold on and refuse to let go?"

Although he might not be able to escape if he used brute force, it would definitely destroy the ritual of the Bailing tribe's holy tree taking root, anger the Bailing tribe, arouse the Bailing tribe's resentment, and destroy the peaceful and friendly relationship between the two sides. Therefore, he had to be patient and reason with the other party.

The Holy Wood said with a few sly touches of cunning in his voice: "Because my friend was chosen by me, I have not completed the ceremony of offering sacrifices yet, so I naturally cannot let go of my friend."

When Jiang Ping heard this, he said angrily: "Senior, don't deceive me. I have done it completely according to the requirements of the Bailing clan. I don't know what I have to be dissatisfied with. You said, how can I complete this ritual of sacrifice?"

Shengmu said: "It's very simple. The sacrifice ceremony you offered is not enough, so I can't let you go."

"The offering of sacrifice is not enough?"

Jiang Ping was shocked and said, "You are talking about the blood that I dripped is not enough? But the high priest of the Bailing clan said that only three or five drops of blood are enough for those who sacrificed their sacrifices, and now I dripped more than twenty drops of blood, which is far more than that. Why is the senior saying that it is not enough!"

Shengmu laughed and said, "That's other people. Three or five drops are enough, but my friend is not an ordinary person. Three or five drops are not enough. My friend's blood is rich in energy of life, which is a rare nourishing thing for us. It is also a fate to meet my friend here. Naturally, I have to fight the Qiufeng well."

When Jiang Ping heard this, his face turned pale. Although a few drops of blood were trivial, the other party's obvious "bullying" tone still made him feel uncomfortable.

If he hadn't been concerned about the peaceful and friendly relationship with the Bailing clan, he would have turned against him on the spot.

"Then you tell me, how much blood will you have to be satisfied!" He asked with a grudge.

Shengmu said: "It takes a thousand drops to be satisfied."

When Jiang Ping heard this, he was immediately amazed. This holy tree was really greedy. He even asked me for a thousand drops of blood when he spoke. He really thought my blood was boiled water. It was nothing to give him a few drops of blood, but he would probably hurt his vitality even if he gave him a thousand drops at once.

"Senior, you are too greedy and have been delusional. You actually asked me for a thousand drops of blood. I will not agree to your unreasonable request." Jiang Ping refused flatly.

Shengmu seemed to know that his lion opened his mouth and immediately said embarrassedly: "Young friend, don't be angry, then according to you, how many drops of blood can you give at most."

Jiang Ping said: "If I hadn't taken into account the Bailing clan, I would have no blood, and I have no grudges. Why would I give you blood?"

Shengmu knew that he was in the wrong and smiled and said, "Young friend, don't be angry. It's really the energy of life in my blood, which is very coveted. I can't stop. I hope you will forgive me if you offend me. I don't give up a few drops of blood, which will not cause much damage to you, but for me, I have benefited a lot, so I'll ask you to take care of you."

Jiang Ping snorted heavily and said, "If it weren't for the sake of the Bailing clan, I wouldn't have given half a drop of blood. If you ask me how much blood I can give at most, don't be greedy. I can also sell the Bailing clan for a face. I will tell you the truth that I can give at most a hundred drops of blood. That's it, don't bargain."

After hearing this, Shengmu was obviously not satisfied. It was rare to meet such a "excellent" sacrifice person, how could he let him go easily?

It said: "My friend can give away a hundred drops of blood, which shows her noble character and compassion. However, if there are more, it will not cause any harm to me, but it will be of great benefit to me, so I would like to ask me..."

"shut up!"

Jiang Ping couldn't help but shout angrily, "This old bastard is too greedy and doesn't know how to advance or retreat. I'm giving you a hundred drops of blood for nothing. It's enough, but you are not satisfied and want more. Isn't this too greedy and shameless?"

"I respect you for the sake of the Bailing clan and respect you as a senior, so I am so kind to you here. Otherwise, I will not pay attention to you. If you don't know how to advance and retreat, don't blame me for being rude." He said angrily.

Shengmu said: "My friend calms down. I am not a greedy person, but my blood is rich in life energy, which is really mouth-watering... Let's discuss it again. If you have a little more blood, I will not treat you badly. As long as my friend has any requirements, I can do it, and I can promise you. What do you think?"

When Jiang Ping heard this, he was about to turn against him and refused sternly. At this moment, he suddenly thought of something and felt aroused in his heart. He swallowed the words of rejection.
Chapter completed!