Chapter 997

"It's the witch cultivator altar!"

"Fortunately, no mask!"

"Unexpectedly, there is also an altar of witchcraft here. From this point of view, that evil spirit is the soul of witchcraft in this altar?"

"It's so poisonous, damn it, Wuxiu!"

The third son of Guiyin landed one after another, and when he saw the altar and the statue, he couldn't help but exclaimed.

Zhou Shu's expression was rather calm, and he took two steps back, "Seniors, are there many witch cultivator altars in Taiyin Mountain?"

It sounds like they've all seen altars, and quite a few.

He didn't have a good impression of the altars and statues of Wuxiu, and he was even a little worried. Even the current him could not say that he could deal with the terrifying power of the curse in Qingyuan Valley with absolute certainty.

Wu Xiu is really too mysterious, before he fully understands, he will not touch these easily.

Xuan Ningzi looked at Zhou Shu and shook his head unconsciously, "Little friend, don't call us seniors, we really can't stand it."

Xuanjizi followed, "That's right, what my friend did before was unimaginable. I really don't have the qualifications to be your senior."

Xuan Yizi was more direct, calling out to Zhou Shu directly, "Senior."

Zhou Shu smiled slightly and did not refute, "Whatever you want to say, I just want to know about the altar."

Xuan Ningzi nodded and explained, "Little friend is right. There are indeed many witchcraft altars in Taiyin Mountain. They were all left when Nanzhanzhou invaded Dongsheng Prefecture. There may not be tens of thousands of them. In this way, the old man has only seen two, and they are much smaller than this one."

"It's the Great Cultivator's Altar in Wuxiu. What we've seen before is much worse than this."

"It's no wonder that evil spirit is so strong."

Xuan Yizi nodded, "But now that the evil spirit is gone, you don't need to care about this altar."

Zhou Shu hesitated slightly, "Don't worry, don't you worry about the power of the curse in this statue?"

"The power of the curse?"

Xuan Ningzi showed a trace of suspicion, and said immediately, "Little friend really knows a lot, but this statue and the altar have nothing to do with the curse."

Zhou Shu seemed to be thinking, "I would like to hear the details."

"Little friend knows the power of curses, and I must also know that witches are divided into three categories. One category relies on the spirit of monsters and beasts, and is good at using the magic formula of sealing spirits, but this kind of witchcraft never builds altars. It is a mysterious curse witch cultivator. They make good use of the divine soul formula, and the formula can contain the power of the gods to make the opponent die in an inexplicable manner. ability, the latter two witch cultivators will build altars, because they both need to sacrifice to the gods to gain power."

Xuan Ningzi said slowly, "The difference is that the witch god who is good at cursing sacrifices to the witch god Xiang Miao, while the witch who strengthens himself sacrifices to the witch god Xiang Liang."

Zhou Shu looked at the statue, "This is Xiang Liang, the witch god?"

"good."

Xuan Jizi nodded, "It is rumored that Xiang Liang and Xiang Miao are twins with the same appearance, but the difference is that one wears a mask and the other does not."

Xuan Yizi followed, "Witch Xiu will never mistake the god he sacrificed to, so this must not be related to the curse. If Xiang Miao is enshrined here, I would have persuaded the junior to leave long ago."

"So that's the case, thank you three for your teaching."

Zhou Shu nodded slowly, letting go of her heart a lot.

"Most witch cultivators who strengthen themselves will attach their souls to statues if their bodies are dead and their souls are still alive. On the one hand, it can prove their respect for the witch gods and sacrifice themselves to the witch gods. Gaining power from here, there is a possibility of awakening and resurrection in the future.”

Xuan Ningzi looked at the statue, and said slowly, "It seems that he didn't succeed, but instead transformed into a ghost, but it's a bit strange, this kind of situation rarely happens, either he is completely annihilated, or his soul wakes up after a deep sleep."

The other two couldn't stop nodding. They had never seen such a situation before, so they couldn't help thinking.

But Zhou Shu looked around, his eyes stopped in front of the four jade pillars beside the altar, "What are these jade pillars?"

"Jade pillar?"

Xuan Ningzi looked over, slightly stunned, "Witch Xiu only uses bones to build altars, but never jade. How can there be jade here?"

Zhou Shu was also thinking this way, and couldn't help but radiate a lot of consciousness, and probed into the jade pillar.

He had some doubts, the jade pillar was shrouded in a lot of inexplicable black mist, and there were some scattered remnants floating in the black mist, in an unconscious state, as if they had died.

Soon, Xuan Ningzi also discovered this, his face changed slightly, and he said in surprise, "Ah, I understand!"

"Brother, what do you understand?"

"Look at these jade pillars."

Several people stood in front of a jade pillar respectively, and they poked into the jade pillar, their expressions gradually changed, showing some joy.

Kind of weird.

Zhou Shu didn't understand, she just shook her head slightly, waiting for their explanation.

"Little friend, it turns out that this altar has been tampered with."

Xuan Ningzi quickly explained, "There is a sleeping ancient soul in the jade pillar. It seems that after the witch cultivator entered the altar, the monks of Dongshengzhou set up a soul-locking array of four sons to prevent him from offering sacrifices to the witch god. The Soul Locking Formation does not have any talismans, and it has nothing to do with the way of the formation, it is directly using oneself as the eye of the formation, sacrificing oneself, enclosing the soul in the jade pillar, making a death oath, and suppressing the soul in the statue forever, there is no end."

Zhou Shu showed a lot of astonishment, "There is such a formation?"

He has received the inheritance of formations and is proficient in many formations, but he has never heard of such a decisive formation, using himself as the formation, sacrificing himself to seal the opponent.

Complete self-sacrifice for others is the opposite of cultivating immortals.

"That's right, the old man has only seen it in the classics of the sect. Rather than saying it is a formation, it is better to say that it is a formula for the same return..."

Xuan Ningzi was quite emotional, "There is no such monk now, and the Four Sons Soul Locking Formation has long been lost, and I didn't expect to see a real example here. The ancient monks really have a lot for me to learn. .”

"Thinking of the Southeast War, it was really tragic."

Xuanjizi also felt the same way, "I don't know how many immortal cultivators from Dongshengzhou gave their all to resist Nanzhanzhou, even ignoring the road to immortality. For monks from Dongshengzhou, these four people can be regarded as role models."

"It's really admirable."

Zhou Shu nodded unconsciously, smiled and said, "But in my opinion, what you guys did is no worse than these four ancient monks."

Xuan Ningzi shook his head, "Little friend, it's my fault. It was our fault. If we had told other sects earlier, we would have worked together to make up for it. It was our wrong choice, so we can only be responsible."

Xuanjizi sighed softly, "Yes, it would have been nice if I had told Elder Lin at that time, alas."

Xuan Yizi said loudly, "What are you talking about, the evil soul is gone!"

Several people were slightly startled, as if they had just realized it suddenly, they all looked at Zhou Shu together, hoping to get an explanation from Zhou Shu.

How did that evil spirit disappear?