Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Anle's stomach was probably able to digest the spirit stone, but he didn't have the teeth to crush it, so he couldn't swallow it even if he wanted to.

Before falling asleep, Anle suddenly thought of something.

"I will experience another mysterious ritual tomorrow. Will the item [Gift from the Demon Spirit] still be added?"

******

In the blink of an eye, it was the next night.

During the deduction in the early morning of that day, Anle failed to unlock other items, nor did he trigger the passive ability of Taoism.

The only change was that the font of [Gift from the Demon Spirit] became darker than before.

At this time, Anle vaguely felt that there was a mysterious power in his body, constantly wandering in his meridians.

This secret power already existed yesterday.

It was just that it was relatively weak before and he didn't feel it.

"If I undergo the ceremony again today..."

Anle was in a strange mood and muttered to himself, "This secret power will become stronger."

He wasn't sure whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

Before Anle could figure out what was going on, the leader of the monsters came in front of him, with a solemn expression on his chest.

"Walk."

The man and the demon quickly headed deep into the cave.

Walked inside for a minute or two.

Water drops fell from overhead from time to time, and the soil on the ground began to become damp.

Walking on it, the soles of your feet feel very uncomfortable.

Bones can be seen everywhere here, and Anle even accidentally stepped on a skull and broke it.

The stench of decaying corpses filled the air, making it extremely unpleasant.

Not all bones are human.

On the contrary, there are more corpses of other animals, including tigers, brown bears, deer, etc.

There are also some skeletons with unique structures and strange bones, and Anle cannot tell their types.

When you reach the end.

A small hill made of bones came into Anle's sight.

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Chapter 43: Stairs and Ritual

This was the third time Anle saw this mountain of bones.

But he still couldn't help but be amazed.

The piles of corpses almost touched the top of the cave.

An ancient and bloody feeling came over me.

It seems as if it has existed since the distant barbaric times and has continued to accumulate until today.

Located halfway up the White Bone Mountain.

The beast corpses, precious medicines and magical fruits carried over by the monster leader were all placed there.

Anle felt jealous when he saw this, and he wanted to rush over and put them all into the storage bag.

The leader turned around, looked at Anle with complicated eyes, and spoke.

"Go up, you."

Anle, who had expected this, said nothing and began to walk up along a trampled path.

Click, click...

Every step on the white bones makes a slight crisp sound.

It is especially clear in this empty and silent cave.

Anle's mind gradually calmed down, as if he was stepping into an unknown realm.

Beside him, the woman in red followed him like a shadow, clinging to him intimately like a lover.

A hint of intelligence flashed in those numb and empty eyes.

This road is like a mysterious staircase.

Even Anle didn't know what would be at the end of the stairs.

When he was halfway up the mountain, the White Bone Mountain seemed to come alive in an instant.

A breath of vitality spreads from the depths of the mountain.

All the corpses trembled and squirmed slightly.

The animal carcasses that were used as sacrifices, which contained natural treasures rich in spiritual energy, quickly became dry and shriveled.

All the spiritual essence in it was absorbed by this mountain of bones.

Anle didn't notice.

Under the skeletons, the white-haired bears in the cave were gathering together and surrounding the foot of the hill.

Even those human-bears with low intelligence showed an expression of worship and awe.

Finally, Anle reached the top of the mountain.

An altar made of bones appeared before him.

In an instant.

It was like thunder exploding.

In a trance, Anle's mind broke free from the shackles of the flesh and floated upwards.

In his perception, countless points of light were rising from the altar.

It floats into his body and soul, causing unspeakable changes.

Warm and delicate.

Like the spring rain that moistens everything silently.

However, the light spots were dark, either dark red or dark purple, as if foreshadowing something strange and ominous.

at the same time.

All the white-haired monsters at the foot of the White Bone Mountain knelt down in the direction of the altar.

The face on my chest hit the ground.

“Woo-woo-woo!”

The leader started making weird noises first, and the other bears responded immediately.

Gradually, they converged into a strange chorus with a weird rhythm, like a ballad from the wilderness.

The inner walls of the cave echoed harmoniously, and there seemed to be a whisper coming from nowhere.

The cave was dark and the monsters were bowing their heads.

The bones are humming and the songs are eerie.

But these are not important at all to Anle.

His soul seemed to rise higher and higher...leaving the cave and floating towards the unknown sky and dome.

There was some kind of existence that was calling and attracting him.

I don’t know how long it drifted.

Anle felt a harsh resistance coming from all over his soul, as if he was stuck in mud.

He tried to raise his head and look higher.

There, there was only a ball of dark light, obscuring Anle's entire vision.

There seemed to be a figure standing in the depths of the light.

There is some intimacy, but more of it is cold indifference.

It seemed that he noticed Anle's gaze.

He looked back slightly.

******

Time seemed to have passed in just a few seconds, but it also seemed like a century had passed.

A biting chill ran up from the spine and rushed straight to the top of the head.

Anle woke up in shock.

As soon as he opened his eyes, a pale but delicate and beautiful face came into his sight.

"hiss……"

He was so frightened that he woke up instantly.

The face in front of me naturally belongs to Xiao Xiaohong.

Her weightless body was pressing on Anle's, very close to him.

Maybe this is what is called "sleep paralysis."

Anle sat up, breathing heavily, but he was not very surprised.

Because this was what he had planned in advance.

He knew that after stepping onto the altar, he would most likely fall into a state of temporary unconsciousness.

So, he asked the woman in red to act as an alarm clock to wake him up.

In the deduction, Anle had succeeded once, so he dared to climb the White Bone Mountain with confidence.

However, there is still a big difference between inferred memory and personal experience.

When he thinks back on that bizarre experience, he still feels shocked.

"Wait, didn't I just look directly at Xiao Xiaohong?"

Anle suddenly thought of something and turned to look at the woman in red beside him.

Eyes facing each other.

The eyes of the woman in red were dark and gloomy, like a bottomless well.

But she didn't pounce on him.

She stood there quietly, with a kind of demure temperament.

Even if the previous [Red-Dressed Greed] had changed, Anle's way of controlling her was only to transmit his thoughts through those invisible threads.

He still didn't dare to show that he could see the female ghost.

But now...

Anle gradually grew bolder, stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the woman in red.

Seeing she didn't react.

Waved again.

"It's quite fun."

Before Anle could try to touch her, Xiao Xiaohong suddenly opened her mouth and bit his hand.

Anle's face changed, and he was about to retreat, but he found...

It doesn't hurt at all.

The woman in red bit nothing, a hint of ferocity appeared on her pretty face, and her dark eyes stared at Anle.