Chapter 1957: Contract with Chiwu

In the center of the forbidden altar, there is a purple-red statue of a woman with a pretty face, a piece of strangely colored embroidered cloth on her head, and a witch staff in her hand. Mu Yunxuan guessed that the one being worshipped should be the witch god Geng Yingrou.

In front of the statue, there are various things, all of which are offered in golden bowls, and look very solemn.

There is also a skull on it, but Mu Yunxuan knows whose head it is. The mayor's husband should be dead.

Mu Yunxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and his cold eyes swept towards the witch spirit in the clean water beside him.

The witch spirit was nurtured by the wizards with their own cultivation day after day. There are many cracks on Chiwu. He needs to use these witch spirits to repair Chiwu and collect the power of these witch spirits to make Chiwu's power stronger. This is to treat the person in his own way.

Mu Yunxuan looked at a piece of chrysanthemum-sized crystal stone lying quietly in the clean water, which was full of chrysanthemum fetal patterns. The mayor's witchcraft should have reached level 10 or above, otherwise there would not be such a large piece of witch spirit.

To form this witch spirit, it takes a lot of cultivation and mental power.

Mu Yunxuan quickly set up a barrier around him, and a red crow appeared in his hand instantly. The golden light in his hand slowly poured into the red crow. Then, a drop of blood on his finger instantly dripped into the red crow, forming a contract with the red crow.

There was a faint sneer on the corner of his beautiful and beautiful lips.

I'm afraid even the witch god couldn't think of this step.

He would contract with the red crow, thanks to his father-in-law's master, who recorded so much about this place.

After the contract was successful, Mu Yunxuan used the power of the red crow to absorb the power in the witch spirit. After a while, the witch spirit with a little orange instantly turned into a black stone.

On the Red Crow, some tiny cracks were slowly healing. Mu Yunxuan quickly put away the Red Crow and the barrier spell, and suddenly heard a voice outside.

"Mother, can she really make wizards gain the essence of eternal life?"

Lin Xianglian's voice suddenly came from outside.

Mu Yunxuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he quickly flew out of the window.

The door was pushed open, and the mayor and Lin Xianglian walked in.

"Mother has told you several times, why do you keep asking, asking you to practice hard, but you don't, you can't even tell people from ghosts, just find a way to keep them here for a few days, and when other wizards arrive, catch that woman, we can become the wizards with the highest status in the wizard world."

Suddenly, the mayor who walked into the forbidden altar saw that the witch spirit in the clean water turned black.

"Ah!" She screamed in pain instantly!

Like the crow, the witch spirit breeds the life of the wizard. She spent decades to breed the witch spirit, but now it has turned black, which makes her unacceptable.

Lin Xianglian was stunned by her mother's heart-wrenching roar.

The mayor looked helpless, and there was a hint of despair on her face, as if her suddenly lonely soul had an inconsolable pain.

Without the witch spirit, how could a wizard be called a wizard? She had practiced for many years, but she only had the witch spirit, and she didn't have the ability to get it. Now everything turned into nothingness in an instant.

The mayor sat on the ground in a daze, full of sighs about the unknown fate, and the strength in his body seemed to be drained in an instant.