In the underground ruins, Yi Zhi led people to carefully search for the holy land of the Earth Mother Goddess.

On both sides of the walls, Zhao Zhiwen saw many records about prehistoric civilizations.

"Thousands of years ago, the Battle of Earth Mother. These mural records were traces left by the previous generation of human beings."

On the mural, a group of blue-skinned barbarians kneeled at the altar. On the altar, there was a six-armed woman with hair and fangs standing. She grabbed the body with one hand and the head with the other, swallowing blood with a big mouth. The other four arms were holding spears, bows and arrows and other weapons.

Staring at the picture, Zhao Zhiwen suddenly felt that the painting seemed to come alive, and the bold woman was turning her head to look at her.

wrong!

Without thinking, Zhao Zhiwen sprayed a blue cloud above his head, and a fairy-like soul wearing a feathered robe and holding a wishful soul in his hand.

This soul is the foundation of his practice. The innate yin and yang gods follow each other, and turns into two dragons and step under the feet of an immortal.

Huhu...

A wave of divine wind formed a barrier to isolate the sight of women and Zhao Zhiwen. The woman turned back and continued to drink the blood in her head in her hands.

"Is it a spirit? a shadow ghost? or an illusion?"

The movements on Zhao Zhiwen attracted Yi Zhi's attention.

"Be careful, this mural contains the will of ghosts and gods. That goddess should be the incarnation of the Earth Mother who was sacrificed by humans in the previous generation."

Among the sacrifices of these barbarians, Earth Mother is a powerful female war god.

Yi Zhi carefully observed the murals on both sides, and suddenly his face changed: "Bone wall?" The witch stick gently tapped to the blank space of the mural, and the murals on the wall suddenly disappeared, replaced by white bones built in the wall.

The accompanying witches were shocked when they saw this scene.

"Yi Gong, this-"

"These people should be believers who were built into the walls when they were building temples. Of course, they might also be slaves?" Yi Zhi pondered: "In the case of Tumu, it seems that the slavery of the indigenous people has not been for hundreds of years. Perhaps the previous generation of humans did not even exist?"

People's sacrifices were popular in the Shang Dynasty, and people like Yi Zhi and Fu Hao all had in-depth research on witchcraft. They were used to this kind of thing, but other witches came from the Han Dynasty and were influenced by the culture of their ancestors and were very resistant to human sacrifices.

Suddenly, there were slight sounds coming from the bones buried in the wall, and the movements of several white bones changed.

"Be careful, it's the corpse spirit!" A wizard from the Wu Min system alerted: "Although these bones are the foundation of the temple, they are also the "guardians" selected by the temple."

Now that I was disturbed by Yi Zhi, all the bones were awakened, and I wanted to vent my resentment from my life on everyone.

"Don't worry, they can't wake up." Yi Zhi waved the witch stick again, and a stream of light swept across the end of the stick, and black symbols appeared after black symbols under his feet, forming a special witch god's domain to swallow these white bones.

"Just, these white bones can turn into my witch and ghost soldiers."

The black symbol is weird and mysterious. Each symbol has the power that is not inferior to the Shihuang Tianzhe seal. It is the crystallization of witchcraft that Yi Zhi learned from the Ling Palace.

Another witch standing on Yi Zhi's right showed awe and excitement. He still remembered how Yi Zhi learned all the witchcraft in the Spirit Palace.

That's right! All!

Yi Zhi was ordered by Ji Le to take charge of the affairs of Yongle Palace and was busy all day long. He only went to Taibu to borrow the keys of the study one evening. Then he learned all the witchcrafts of all sizes in the Ling Palace overnight by himself. With the help of witchcraft, he successfully condensed his own demigod realm.

In Ji Le's statement, Yi Zhi's future development direction is the god of witchcraft. Not only the witchcraft system of Xia Kingdom, but even the magic system of Tumu and Duoya, Yi Zhi also has some knowledge of the divine nature of the witchcraft god.

His current progress in demigods is higher than that of Shi Huangshi. He has already referred to the experiences of the gods left by Qu Yuan and tried to condense his own god-like nature.

The witch symbols converge inward and form an illusory divine crystal in the middle of Yi Zhi's eyebrows. When the crystal becomes substantial and truly comprehends the principles of all things in the world, Yi Zhi can enter the way of the gods.

In the witchcraft realm, white bones were swallowed by black gas one by one and turned into puppets in the witchcraft realm.

"Go!" Yi Zhi drove the bones and let these puppets explore the way in front, and everyone followed slowly behind.

"Yi Gong is worthy of the God of Witchcraft. With this method, it seems that Yi Gong can come alone." Zhao Zhiwen completely relieved his heart when he saw Yi Zhi's witchcraft power and walked aside with peace of mind.

While walking, Yi Zhi held the witch staff and kept explaining the essence of witchcraft to the witches around him.

"The foundation of the witch's way lies in sacrifice and worshiping God."

"We are preparing sacrifices to worship the gods of heaven, earth, and only humans, ghosts and spirits."

"Even if the unconscious mountains and rivers are naturally natural, we can forcibly shape the 'divine character' under our sacrifices, and temporarily engrave the gods of heaven and earth, so as to use the method of sacrifices and borrow the power of mountains and rivers."

Listening to Yi Zhi's words, Zhao Zhiwen's heart moved: "Yi Gong's witchcraft leverage is somewhat similar to our immortal arts. However, our original idea is to 'controlling the envoy', which is based on magic power and pulls the heaven and earth naturally for one's own use. It is a method of making a thousand pounds of pounds. The witchcraft uses the art of sacrifice and trading to temporarily build an "altar" to complete the transaction between itself and the heaven, earth, gods, and ghosts."

...

"Is this intentional to tell me?"

Ji Le was sitting on the couch, sensing the situation of the underground ruins.

As the incarnation of the country, his will is the fate of the country. Under Ji Le's arrangement, the Ling Palace will be transferred to the immortal path in the future and become the origin of the immortal path.

But as a great wizard, Yi Zhi was unwilling to completely destroy the "witch". It is true that immortals were born from witches, but their ideas were different.

Witches attach importance to sacrifices and divination, while immortals prefer to ask for the Tao in immortality.

Yi Zhi taught these witches, and he was also expressing to Ji Le in secret.

The witch Tao still has the potential to develop, and can form another major system that is completely different from the immortal Tao.

Ji Le placed a magic lamp in front of him, and his fingers poked the candlelight of the wick from time to time: "Well, since you have this idea, I'll give you a chance."

With a blink of an eye, a fire scattered into the underground palace, passing the information to Yi Zhi.

Yi Zhi thought about it and gently stroked the ground with a witch stick. The black runes quickly emerged from the field and built a temporary altar around him. The object of his sacrifice was not the Mother of Earth worshipped in the underground palace, but the underground palace itself.

Yes, the ruins of the underground palace have no consciousness and have been destroyed for thousands of years. But Yi Zhi regards the underground palace as a "god" and uses the witches who have just recruited as a sacrifice.

In an understatement, a temporary divine character was created for the underground palace. The entire underground palace seemed to come alive, swallowing all the witch and ghost soldiers around Yi Zhi.

"this……"

The underground palace rumbled and shook, and the corridor was like the blood vessels in the body of the "underground palace", and a stream of cold divine power circulated throughout the ruins.

"It's interesting." Ji Le could sense that the entire underground palace did not really shape his soul consciousness. It was just at this moment that Yi Zhi used the "method of descending to sacrifice" to become a temporary god. Then, with the help of sacrifice transactions, the gods forced to work for him.

"I thought that the witches in the Spirit Palace were just bridges between humans and gods, and were relatives kneeling in front of the gods. But judging from Yi Gong's approach, the witch religion may really have potential."

The gods of the witches are enthroned by the gods of heaven and earth!

Looking at Yi Zhi's decision, Ji Le's idea of ​​turning toward the immortal path was somewhat shaken.

Zhao Zhiwen stood beside Yi Zhi and felt the most deeply.

"This method did not exist in the Spirit Palace in the past. Could it be that this is the witchcraft concept of the hometown Shang Dynasty? Is it the decree of a god with people? And so on... it is not impossible. Shang Dynasty likes to worship the ancestor spirit as gods and to transform the heroic souls of human spirits. Perhaps, Yi Gong's magic will come from then on?"

Suddenly, Zhao Zhiwen caught a glimpse of the corner of the wall, and a strange snake shadow appeared in a blur.

He stabilized his body as he swayed in the corridor. When he looked over again, the snake shadow disappeared, as if it was his own hallucination.

"Is there any trap for the Earth Mother worshipping snake culture? Or is it the incarnation of the God of the Underground Palace?"

Zheng Zongbao said at this moment: "Duke Yi, you will be the god of the underground palace. Can we quickly find the entrance to the core of the underground palace?"

"Enter the core of the underground palace?" Yi Zhi suddenly laughed, and he knocked his scepter gently, and the old god was saying, "Why have to walk? We can just teleport in."

The God of the Underground Palace was now under his control. With the movement of the scepter, everyone appeared directly in the temple at the core of the Underground Palace.

In the center of the temple, a six-armed goddess stands. In front of the statue, there is a stone box that has been opened.

“Empty?”

Not to mention the surprise of Yi Zhi and others, even the three major powers who were secretly peeping into each other were stunned.

Yi Zhi and others may suspect that the other two parties took it away one step ahead of time. However, the spirits of the three major powers clearly felt that the things in the treasure box were not in the hands of the other two parties.

Romu: "Is it someone else? But others can be before us, and they are also the National Spirit? No, no, it doesn't look like the National Spirit. Tumu and the others probably didn't notice this, right?"

"It's not our kind, nor the Earth Mother... Then it's only a god!" Ji Le's expression was unwilling, and he stood up, preparing to summon Yi Zhi and others to come back.

If the gods had come here long ago, then the "fire mountain" might have fallen into the hands of the king! In the future, there will be another annoying guy in the battle for the power of the earth.

...

Suddenly, Huo Qubing's spirit flashed, and his vision suddenly changed. Countless fragments of light and shadow flew rapidly in front of him, forming a brand new fragment of time.

It was when Ji Le walked out of the camp to welcome Yi Zhi and others back, an arrow suddenly shot out of the sky.

"Enemy attack?" Huo Qubing was shocked and he was passively recovered from the "super prediction" state. At this moment, he saw Ji Leshi standing up: "Since the artifact has been taken away, then our battle is in vain."

He got up and walked out, preparing to pick up Yi Zhi and his group.

Thinking of the scene I just saw, Huo Qubing's face changed drastically: "Ji Le, wait--"

"Hmm?" Ji Le reached out and lifted the door curtain, turned his head to look at Huo Qubing: "What's wrong?"

Perhaps, just that was just a momentary fatigue? Or maybe it was a fantasy?

Huo Qubing pursed his lips and looked serious: "Forget it. Stay in the tent, I'll go--" At this moment, he saw the golden arrows shot from the sky.

"Jie Le, be careful!"

The red and golden flames scattered around and engulfed the entire camp.
Chapter completed!