A moment of darkness, when Wang Zi fell to the ground, he subconsciously alerted to the surrounding environment, and quickly scanned the surrounding environment, it was an empty room, and it was a completely closed room.Wang Zi is behind the wall, the wall is cold to the tentacles, all her abilities are imprisoned now, it is absolutely impossible to leave the room with her own ability, in fact, she has long thought that it is impossible to go out easily when she enters this place, just like the previous place, she can only passively accept the move.Because of the elusive black shadow last time, Wang Zi was extra careful this time, but after a long time, there was no movement at all, and the empty room was only the sound of her slow breathing.The sudden sound of ticking and ticking made Wang Zi's nerves tense for a while, and she quickly reacted to the wound that seemed to be oozing blood from the wound on her back, a wound that had not been properly treated, and now the pain and dizziness seemed to have been awakened, Wang Zi shook her head and calmed herself down.After not moving for such a long time, Wang Zi decided to let herself rest first, but she just let the wound bleed, and she was not sure how long she could walk.He tore off the skin of the animal that was not very good, took off his coat and tore it into several pieces, and redressed the wound.At this moment, Wang Zi seemed to remember a lot of things, remembering that her previous life was like this, without any quick healing elixir, no spells, no divine sense, such an injury was even more serious than this I don't know how many times, because the trauma was hovering on the edge of life and death, and she never thought of compromise at that time.At that time, she might have been like an ant in the eyes of any monk, but even so, she kept making herself stronger, although all the efforts at that time were so long.From the beginning of her cultivation, her divine consciousness and spiritual power became her two indispensable senses, until she came to this strange place, her divine consciousness and spiritual power were inexplicably blocked, her first reaction was not panic, but vigilance, there are too many unknown things in this world, all things are born together, all things are restrained, and life is endless, if you have the idea of eating all over the sky with one move, maybe you shouldn't have lived in the cultivation realm in the first place.It was only now, coming to this forgotten corner, that she began to truly believe in her strange fate.Witchcraft has always been regarded as taboo by the people of the Six Realms, and has always been covered with a layer of darkness, compared to the existence of the Demon Realm and the Ghost Realm in the Six Realms, witchcraft seems to be stamped with an ominous seal, which will bring disaster to the Six Realms, so that witchcraft will not be able to turn over for more than two billion years under the blockade of layers of justice.For good and evil, Wang Zi seems to have his own unique perspective, good and evil lie in people's hearts rather than spells, and there are also evil people in cultivators, as for why witchcraft has fallen to this point, Wang Zi can't help but associate it with the formation.The formation declined at an extremely rapid speed after its heyday, and there were different opinions within the Six Realms, although it was not as clean as the witchcraft disappeared, but it was not enough to attract the attention of the people of the Six Realms.Witchcraft is derived from heaven and earth at the same time as Taoism, and witchcraft has occupied an absolute dominant position from beginning to end, but Taoism is constantly expanding, and witchcraft has always been the unchanging domain of rulers, so that the Six Realms are finally destroyed.The abilities of witchcraft and formations are incomprehensible to this world, and they are also confusing and even fearful to the world, perhaps it is out of such deep jealousy that the Six Realms will issue such a blocking order."
Afraid of the strong" Wang Zi couldn't help muttering, her thinking stopped here, people who cultivate immortals should have the heart to be tolerant, isn't that the case A few days ago, when I saw the jade slip of witchcraft in the red spirit, Wang Zi also carefully considered whether to contact it, witchcraft was expelled by the Six Realms Alliance, if it was known to the world, wouldn't she be regarded by the Six Realms as a thorn in the flesh Just when her decision was still hazy, now it was the ghost who sent the god into the door of witchcraft "The origin of witchcraft originates from the heart. ”Wang Zi silently thought, thinking back to the perception brought by the previous place, she saw her heart in disbelief, and there was an empty room clearly reflected in it Wang Zi guessed that this vision in her heart must be an extremely difficult way to get started, she couldn't explain why she learned so quickly, and even, she didn't deliberately learn at all.Dao art to attract the spirit and open the divine sense are the first extremely important levels in the monk's life, Wang Zi secretly thought that witchcraft must not be easy, otherwise there would not be such a rare person to inherit it, so that it would be attacked by the Dao art group.While Wang Zi was concentrating on the strange new senses in the atrium, the wall behind Wang Zi gradually changed, and images of different shapes jumped on it, until those images spread from the wall behind Wang Zi to the walls on the left and right, appearing in Wang Zi's afterglow, Wang Zi suddenly stood up.Watching those images appear quickly on the wall, the one-meter-high scroll was embedded in the wall, until the surrounding pictures stopped changing, Wang Zi found the source of the scroll, which was behind her.The whole scroll is gray and dark, only three total colors black, earthy yellow, and a very small number of sky blue, Wang Zi walked along the wall, all the way to see, want to see something from this painting, but those words, and those symbols that make Wang Zi curious, neatly annotated next to the portrait.Wang Zi looked at those symbols, it was obvious that she had tried her best to guess not long ago, but when her eyes were on the symbols, their translations appeared strangely in her mind, it was really strange that most of the paintings were portraits, with the words, Wang Zi looked at the more surprised she became, she couldn't believe what she saw, the mysterious black veil of witchcraft was being unveiled in front of her little by little, and she couldn't help but want to explore the words of the primeval period are not these symbols, these symbols are just spells unique to the witch clan, strange and strange, and the spells come from the heart, With blood as a sacrifice, it is a spell that is completely contrary to Taoism Wang Zi's right hand was placed on the wound on his left arm that had not yet healed, and with a little effort, the blood gushing out stained Wang Zi's hand, but as Wang Zi muttered words in his mouth, the blood in Wang Zi's hand began to turn into a strange shape.And as time goes by, the wound under the cloth strip on Wang Zi's left arm is healing, although it is slow, but it is really healing, so that a friend can help send a notice of breaking the change, but I still took a little time to code words, the time is too tight, the number of words is small, there may be no progress, but I really don't want to break the change, I am in the paper, slow up will be very busy, if there is less update, I will make up for it, I hope you understand
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