nycdaug #1311 - Chapter 1311 Provoking the Evil Spirit
#1311 - Chapter 1311 Provoking the Evil Spirit
Ye Kong waved his hand, directly sending the leading Qingfeng flying, igniting sparks on his body, which began to burn wantonly, and soon turned to ashes.
This, this isn't right, is it!
The others panicked when they saw Ye Kong getting serious, kowtowing so hard they almost broke their heads, but Ye Kong remained unmoved.
To clean up garbage, you must clean it up thoroughly, leaving a bad disciple will eventually lead to disaster.
However, considering that they had not harmed anyone's life, Ye Kong only sealed their spiritual veins and expelled them from Suyin Nan'er.
Returning this place to tranquility.
Ye Kong looked at the disciples cultivating in the training ground, calculating in his heart that even if he absorbed them all, he probably wouldn't collect enough.
"System, are you playing with me?"
Ye Kong asked.
[I didn't say that spiritual energy is only concentrated in the training ground, Host, please take a long-term view.]
The system reminded.
"That's right. There are so many indigenous people at the foot of the mountain, judging from today's appearance, they must not be underestimated."
Right, what festival did that waiter say it was today?
Torch Festival!
Although I haven't heard of it, when the time comes, all the residents of Suyin Nan'er will come, this is a huge gathering place of spiritual energy!
Ye Kong went to the square almost non-stop.
There were fewer people on the street, and Ye Kong happened to meet the waiter who had spoken to him earlier. The waiter enthusiastically led Ye Kong the way, and Ye Kong also heard a thing or two.
At the time of the full moon, we combine the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and gather the spiritual energy of Suyin Nan'er to share it together."
The waiter was full of pride.
Ye Kong didn't hear anything to be proud of, and casually asked, "Is this spiritual energy shared by everyone present?"
"Yes, everyone gets a share."
Then these people are quite generous, actually not stingy in sharing with him, an outsider.
Soon, Ye Kong and the waiter arrived at the center of the square, where huge torches had already been placed, and the raging fire burned, showing the towering flames to the fullest. In the very center of the torches, there was a nine-foot-high altar, in a triangular shape, with a layer of white cotton cloth sandwiched in the middle, and a huge ring-shaped iron pot placed on the very top.
The pot was empty.
Everyone gathered aside, singing and laughing.
Ye Kong noticed the empty iron pot on the altar and asked, "Why is the iron pot empty? Has the sacred object not been placed yet?"
The waiter nodded, "The sacred object for this year will only be announced when the Torch Festival begins."
Ye Kong suddenly had a bad feeling.
He noticed that the villagers here were consciously approaching him.
Ye Kong excused himself to go to the toilet and came to a remote corner of the square. At this time, he happened to hear someone next to him saying, "Has he come?"
Who, who is talking?
"Of course he's here!"
Ye Kong found this voice a little familiar.
"Is everything ready?"
It was a crisp female voice.
"Don't worry, we have already set up an inescapable net here. As long as he comes in, there is absolutely no possibility of him getting out."
It was the voice of an old man.
"Is this safe?"
"Of course it's safe. He's an outsider, and not a disciple of any sect, so we can do whatever we want."
Ye Kong knew whose voices they were.
At the same time, he also knew what the sacred object for today was.
No wonder, the way these people looked at him was clearly the look of looking at prey.
At this moment, the bamboo door in front of Ye Kong fell down with a bang, and a group of people surrounded him, "Oh, you found out.
Then prepare to go to the altar!"
Ye Kong got up and cast a Flash Step spell, but unexpectedly, his body seemed to be nailed here, unable to move.
"I told you, you can come in, but you can't get out.
By the way, you must not use spiritual power now, otherwise, the poison will flow wildly in your body, and eventually explode your spiritual core, and your cultivation will be completely ruined!"
The waiter had already changed his clothes.
No, it should be said that everyone in the entire square was wearing uniform white funeral clothes, with white powder smeared on their faces, looking like they had crawled out of coffins.
They approached Ye Kong step by step, lifting Ye Kong up, humming a cheerful tune, and step by step sent Ye Kong to the altar.
Ye Kong was forcing the poison out of his body, quickly surrounding himself with a protective circle of talismans, and the golden light shook the people below away.
Unexpectedly, this aroused cheers from the crowd, who felt that Ye Kong was a rare sacred object, and quickly approached Ye Kong, forcing Ye Kong to submit with force.
Right here, Ye Kong forced out the poison, and his body instantly recovered. Ye Kong punched the altar, and the entire torch fell down in all directions, falling into the crowd, causing even greater chaos.
Instantly, cries and screams for help were fully displayed in the firelight.
And the altar stood in the middle, motionless.
Ye Kong reached out and explored, the middle of this altar contained a huge amount of spiritual energy!
An unexpected surprise!
Ye Kong jumped onto the altar in two steps.
A loud bang burst from Ye Kong's mind, such a great force from who knows where. Ye Kong's figure staggered, almost rolling down from the altar.
[There are too many evil spirits in this altar, Host, please stay away.]
The system issued a warning.
Ye Kong shook his head, "Evil spirits are also spirits, it's been said that spiritual energy is neither good nor bad, I've collected enough, you have to help me break through."
Not to mention ten thousand, a million is nothing.
Bang, bang
Two loud noises, although Ye Kong resisted, he inevitably suffered a bit, his head aching.
At this time, the people who had reacted rushed towards Ye Kong.
In the crowd, someone grabbed and pulled Ye Kong down from the altar.
Ye Kong's mind cleared up a bit.
Ye Kong pinched his fingers and recited a spell, using the Soaring Sky Whip to tie up everyone present.
At this moment, a gust of demonic wind struck.
Ye Kong didn't notice that the full moon was slowly moving to directly above the altar, the dark clouds slowly dissipated, and a beam of moonlight shone directly into the pot in the center of the altar.
A huge evil spirit jumped out of the altar pot.
It was surprisingly large, the body was a phantom, and under the terrifying face, it was actually possible to glimpse five completely different human faces.
"Welcome the return of the ancestor!"
"Please ancestor enjoy the sacred object!"
...... The crowd slowly knelt down, and then shouted in unison, the sound overwhelming.
It sounded a little irritable to Ye Kong.
The evil spirit showed a fierce light and opened its mouth towards Ye Kong.
Whoosh, whoosh
Two gusts of wind, followed by Ye Kong's body being lifted into the air.
Ye Kong exerted force and struck backwards, but it didn't land on anything solid and couldn't cause any damage.
He could only be forced to be thrown into the pot.
Instantly, the scalding heat burned the flesh open.
Ye Kong bounced up, watching as a huge lid was about to cover him.
The system took action, using the force to help Ye Kong climb out.
[Eleven o'clock direction, run!]
The system's anxious voice sounded.