in the name of evil

Chapter 142 Jiang Li, Jiang Li, you are really not human!
"What happened?"

Elder Tu Yuanfeng, who is usually an old farmer, but actually an old farmer, arrived at the scene of the incident first.

He was just planting tomatoes when he suddenly noticed a terrifying fluctuation.

Before he could confirm that this was not an illusion, he discovered black smoke rising from the foot of the mountain.

When he noticed that the black smoke was not caused by a fire, but a spiritual energy so thick that it almost seemed to drip out of water, he rushed here immediately.

Zou Min looked at Jiang Li who seemed to be out of control, and hurriedly told the whole story.

He knew just by looking at it that this was not a problem he could solve.

In the process of narrating, other elders arrived one after another.

They have all seen Jiang Li, and they have long seen that Jiang Li is a human-level spirit who cultivates the Taoist system, and have a rough estimate of his strength, but they were still surprised when they saw Jiang Li's aura runaway. .

"What did you say? You told me this thing is a head drop technique? What about the head? Not... the soul?"

Tu Yuanfeng is a prefecture-level witch king. For him, the head lowering technique has become a necessity in life, just like eating and drinking. He needs to use it every morning to practice.

So he is very familiar with the head drop technique, and it is really hard to imagine that this volcanic ash-like thing is a head drop technique.

On the other hand, another elder who is also a prefecture-level witch king said rationally:

"Don't worry about that for now. Finding a way to stop him is the top priority. Don't you see that his aura is still rampant?"

"That's right." Earth-level Gu King Elder Li echoed:

"It is now infinitely close to a disaster at the ground level. If this continues, let alone whether it will cause any serious consequences, Jiang Li will probably die first with all his strength."

Only then did Tu Yuanfeng become serious: "I'll do it."

After finishing speaking, Tu Yuanfeng flew into the air and reached the same height as Jiang Li's aura.

"can u hear?"

He yelled at the black air.

Tu Yuanfeng knew that the performer of the head lowering technique could receive information from the outside world, so he wanted to try first to see if he could communicate with Jiang Li.

But it's a pity that although Jiang Li could faintly hear Tu Yuanfeng's words, he didn't have the strength to respond.

If one had to describe his state at this time, it would probably be that he almost fainted, maintaining an inert attitude towards everything in the outside world.

"It's bad. It's probably because there is something wrong with the luck method and it's gone mad. This kid, Zou Min, actually dares to teach a person who has no foundation in the head-down technique like this, causing big trouble."

Tu Yuanfeng had a headache.

Miaojiang people do not object to outsiders learning their secret arts.

Anyway, even if you learn it, it is impossible to learn the core, not to mention anything else, just Miao Wen can stump countless people.

What's more, those yellow-skinned monkeys in Nanyang have already ruined the reputation of witchcraft, so the Miaojiang people can be said to be completely screwed.

You can learn, just don't be disgusting.

They have maintained this attitude for nearly a hundred years.

What really troubled Tu Yuanfeng was that without systematic training, the art of witchcraft could easily make people go mad, not to mention Jiang Li's identity as a distinguished guest and the place where he went mad.

This belongs to the fact that MIT students learned how to fail mathematics after they came to the Department of Mathematics of Peking University to communicate.

Two words, outrageous.

Sighing, Tu Yuanfeng gently closed his eyes.

In an instant, the air seemed to freeze, and Tu Yuanfeng's temperament changed drastically.

Zou Xi, who was below, looked at Tu Yuanfeng with longing.

"This is the power of the Witch King that I dream of, the power to communicate with all spirits!"

The children didn't know what happened, they just felt that some wonderful changes had taken place in the world they were in, and then heard Zou Min's envious exclamation, vaguely guessing that Elder Tu might be doing something extraordinary.

Tu Yuanfeng was communicating with all the creatures of the Wugu sect.

Plants, livestock, even a stone or a speck of dust are all responding to Tu Yuanfeng's call.

Soon, Tu Yuanfeng gathered a huge force.

As if cooperating with the general trend of this side of the world, it pressed towards Jiang Li, trying to send Jiang Li's aura back to his body through suppression.

This power is not aura, but the power of life gathered through the communication of aura, and it is also the core source of witchcraft.

"Tu Laonong has been quietly cultivating the land these years, and it seems that it has indeed achieved results. Not to mention his temper has subsided, his ability to mobilize the power of life has also improved a lot. Ten years ago, it was absolutely impossible for him to mobilize such a huge force in such a harmonious way. The power of life."

An elder who knew Tu Yuanfeng well commented.

The other elders nodded and said yes, and some elders even started to work hard to appease the people at the foot of the mountain.

It is normal for the ground level to suppress the human level. Even if the system is different, there may be a restraint relationship, but the huge gap is enough to make up for this mutual generation and mutual restraint. The raging fire is a commonly recognized truth in the world of immortality.

So everyone who saw this scene breathed a sigh of relief.

From their point of view, even if it wasn't for Tu Yuanfeng, who hadn't made a move for many years and whose cultivation base had risen sharply, to deal with it, the result would be the same for any one of them.

But only Tu Yuanfeng who faced Jiang Li broke into a cold sweat.

Because he could clearly perceive that when the power of life he mobilized touched Jiang Li's aura, it was like punching cotton with a fist, without even splashing a little water.

It would be fine if it was just like this, but what really puzzled and frightened him was that Jiang Li seemed to be still devouring his life force.

The more power of life he injected, the more ferocious Jiang Li's aura became.

The aura was like a living thing, greedily devouring Tu Yuanfeng's power, and growing itself stronger.

"Who will help me, I can't hold it."

Tu Yuanfeng sent a voice transmission to the melon-eaters below with a solemn expression.

When the elders heard Tu Yuanfeng's voice transmission, they were stunned for a moment.

"Don't be kidding, how could you not handle it?" Someone thought Tu Yuanfeng was joking.

Tu Yuanfeng shook his head: "I'm not kidding, it's the truth.

Not only can he be immune to the power of life, but he can also draw strength from it. If this continues, let alone stop him, I'm afraid I will make his rampage more violent. Stop talking nonsense, everyone will come to help! "

Only now did the elders realize the seriousness of the situation.

They looked at each other, and they jumped into the air one after another, standing in a circle around the black air.

If Jiang Li saw this scene clearly, his eyes would light up and he would say:
"Crooked day, the Miao people started the Torch Festival of the Yi people!"

Except for Aunt Zou who didn't come, a total of six elders surrounded the black air and began to show their magical powers.

Zou Xi, who is not qualified to participate in it, is wondering why the elders suddenly soared into the sky as if they were facing an enemy, and their eyes were straightened in the next second. In his opinion, the incomparably advanced witchcraft and voodoo techniques are thrown away as if they don't need money On Jiang Li's black air.

If it was him, he would probably be useless in the first hit.

Zou Min was convinced of this.

But what shocked him was that the moment these witchcrafts came into contact with Jiang Li's aura, they disappeared without a trace like a mud cow falling into the sea.

Instead, there is an increasingly rampant and restless spiritual expansion.

This made Zou Min feel incomprehensible and even more frightened.

He is obviously at the human level like himself, so why can't even the prefecture level have anything to do with him?

Not to mention Zou Min, the elders looked at each other in blank dismay, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

"Did you feel it?"

"Well, it seems that it was eaten."

"how is this possible?"

"I think that he regards our strength as nourishment, and even if he doesn't eat it, it seems that it is useless to him."

"Impossible. Don't say that he is still a person. Even if he is not a person, the power of life encompasses everything. In theory, there is no way to be restrained by something. Anyway, it should be [-]-[-], but the difference in strength is here. ,how come."

"That's right, Gu worms go up to the Yellow Spring and send down to Biluo, even ghosts can squeeze a piece of its flesh, it doesn't make sense."

Even with their decades of experience, Rao didn't understand what was wrong with Jiang Li.

"Notify the sect master and the great elder. If you can't do it, you can only take the risk to ask the old sect master to leave the customs."

Tu Yuanfeng gritted his teeth and said:

"Anyway, we can't just let it go. Jiang Li still seems to have a vague consciousness now, and he hasn't completely lost his mind. Once his aura completely goes berserk, this power against witchcraft may destroy the witchcraft sect!"

Seeing the black air that was about to gradually change from a chaotic appearance to a concrete form, the elders became nervous.

This is a sign that the aura is out of control. If it is not stopped in time, the owner of the aura is very likely to be controlled by the remaining natural will of the aura cultivated through the essence between heaven and earth, which is very dangerous.

"What the hell, this is the first time I've seen it with my own eyes."

Some elders couldn't help but swear.

At the same time, someone was already looking for Li Jing and Aunt Zou.

"How could they not notice such a thing?" Tu Yuanfeng muttered to himself.

In fact, after Tu Yuanfeng made his first attack, Li Jing had already gone to find Li Yan, and she learned the reason immediately. She was rushing here at this moment. Li Baiwan was concentrating on trivial matters in the door, so she didn't notice it, and neither did Li Jing. Bring her meaning.

As for Aunt Zou, she didn't take it seriously when she noticed it at first. It wasn't until she realized that witchcraft and Gu were useless to Jiang Li that she thought of a possibility that she didn't want to believe.

She was just about to come down from the Ten Thousand Gu Grotto, when she saw Li Jing flying to the foot of the mountain, she stopped and looked thoughtfully at the peak of the mountain where the Wugu Sect was located.

In an instant, Li Jing appeared in front of the elders.

"Go down and leave it to me."

When the elders saw that the backbone had finally arrived, they felt relieved and fell back to the ground. Only Tu Yuanfeng noticed something wrong with Li Jing's expression.

The sect master, who can always solve all difficulties with a smile, is nervous?
He was hesitant to speak, but he heard Li Jing, who had her back turned to him, say:

"Elder Tu, let them go too."

Tu Yuanfeng nodded, swallowed back the words that had come to his lips, and backed away.

"Being obsessed? I'm afraid I'm about to wake up."

Li Jing said to herself.

Recalling what Li Yan said to herself just now, Li Jing still feels like a dream.

The existence in Jiang Li's body can ignore all witchcraft and voodoo and feed on it!
In the past, she only knew that that thing was the Wugu sect, and even the lifeblood of Miao Jiang, but she didn't know how against the sky that thing was.

It is the art of witchcraft itself!
So the existence that Li Yan invited out at the risk of death, just gave it to Jiang Li?
Li Jing let out a long sigh. She knew that she should stop Jiang Li from being a teaching assistant at the expense of face. She never expected that such a thing would happen on the first day.

Simultaneous exposure to Gu and witchcraft in a short period of time made it wake up in advance, which caused the chaos this time.

Li Jing stared at Jiang Li's black aura, which was hundreds of feet long and already possessed the embryonic form of a dragon, and knew that she couldn't drag it any longer.

She opened her mouth slightly, and out of her mouth came out extremely jerky syllables.

It can be seen that Li Jing is not familiar with this.

Because this is exactly what Li Yan taught her just now.

The ethereal voice echoed in the mountains and forests, the hearts of the elders tightened, and a term appeared in their minds——

funeral oration!

Li Jing is performing a sacrifice? !
For the Wugu Sect, sacrifice is not the usual meaning of burning paper and offering incense, but an extremely important ceremony.

Faced with Jiang Li's rampant aura now, is there any use in offering sacrifices?
Moreover, although Li Jing recited the sacrificial rites in Miao language, every word could be understood, but the elders couldn't understand the meaning at all, and they didn't know what they were offering sacrifices at all.

But to the surprise of the elders, before they could get confused, they were surprised to find that the aura of the riot had really become peaceful.

Not only that, as Li Jing recited more, the aura became more docile and gradually restrained.

"What's the point of this?"

Some elders asked questions as if they had seen a ghost regardless of their appearance.

For them, the experience of living for decades cannot explain everything that is happening today.

Li Jing recited faster and faster, and her face became paler. It seemed that just reciting this sacrificial rite would seriously hurt the vitality of the master of the Wu Gu Sect who is the pinnacle of the Gu king.

This naturally caught the attention of the elders and shocked them.

At this time, someone finally remembered and asked, "Have you heard of this sacrificial oration?"

"No, I have studied all the sacrificial rites of the Wugu Sect. Except for this one, not only have I never heard of it, I have never heard of it at all, and the content is extremely obscure. I don't know what it means at all. It doesn't fit the rites at all way of writing."

The speaker was the high priest who usually presides over various ceremonies. At this moment, she was frowning, thinking about the meaning of this rite.

Seeing that the most authoritative people said so, everyone else fell silent.

As an elder, but he knew nothing about it, it was enough to see that this sacrificial rite was of great significance.

And Jiang Li's rampage required such a sacrificial oration to suppress it.

What kind of relationship does he have with the Wugu Sect?
For the first time, the elders paid more attention to this so-called holy cousin.

The image of the young man sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of him suddenly became mysterious.

At this moment, Li Jing's chanting also ended.

Seeing the aura gradually receding into Jiang Li's body, Li Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let him come to me when he wakes up."

After leaving these words, Li Jing flew up the mountain.

The elders bent down: "Respectfully send off the sect master."

When Li Jing returned to her room, she slumped by the door as if exhausted.

She wanted to take Jiang Li away immediately, but the sacrificial oration consumed her too much. She had already tried her best not to show fatigue in front of the elders.

Not a while after Li Jing left, Jiang Li finally woke up leisurely.

When he saw that the elders Li Baiwan had brought him to know appeared in front of him and looked around him, he instantly became a little nervous.

Because his consciousness was still watching Li Jing dancing, he didn't realize what happened just now.

Is there a possibility that I fell asleep after the head lowering operation?
What a crime, dreaming of the elders dancing that kind of dance, Jiang Li, Jiang Li, you are really not human!
As soon as this conjecture appeared, it was like a haze lingering in Jiang Li's heart.

So, he jumped up from the ground like an electric shock: "Elders, I guarantee with my personality that I will never sleep when I go to work!"

But as soon as the words fell, Jiang Li felt his feet go soft and numb, staggered two steps, and sat back on the ground again.

Jiang Li was taken aback for a moment, then wept like a child:
"Okay, I admit that I fell asleep and my legs are numb, so any uncle or aunt can help me"

　Today, under the coercion (no lure) of my parents, I cut off my eight-month-old hair, oh, eight months, if someone asks me about the weight of time in the future, I will tell him, the weight of eight months It's half a catty! ┭┮﹏┭┮

　　
　
(End of this chapter)