Qing Yun Hill, Big Bamboo Valley.
In the dead of night, only the sound of bamboo rustling carried by the wind, softly reverberated in the night sky. The lights had long been extinguished, the Big Bamboo Valley disciples had also rested, only at the back of Observed Silence Hall, there was still a lone lamp, still flickering in the darkness.
The night breeze carried a hint of coolness as it blew in through the half-open window, emitting a soft whooshing sound. It also caused the lamp on the table in the middle of the room to sway and flicker, flickering unsteadily.
A fair hand gently stretched over, blocked the wind, the fire very quickly stabilized, started to give out light again. Suru sat lazily at the table, the night was already deep but she did not feel sleepy.
The wind outside, was still blowing incessantly, hitting against the doors and windows, making light sounds from time to time. Suru stood up, slowly walked to the window but did not immediately close it, instead looked out.
The firmament was like ink, it was the darkest time.
She concentrated and listened, just that in this late night wind, there was no sound that she wanted to hear.
A faint bitter smile appeared on Suru's face, quietly closed the window, turned back and sat back at the table. She and Tian BuYi were not people who valued luxury, the furnishings in this bedroom were not much, on the table, other than a cloth bag, there was only a small round mirror.
She took that round mirror over, the next moment, in front of her, a dignified and beautiful lady appeared in that round mirror, her hair like clouds, skin like a young girl, without a trace of wrinkles. She and Tian BuYi married, cultivated for hundreds of years, only then had this level of attainment, permanent beauty.
After looking for a long time, Suru instead sighed softly, put the small round mirror aside, took the cloth bag from the other side, opened it.
Inside were some of the most ordinary things, some needle and thread, a piece of cloth, and also scissors, powder, in the mortal world, ordinary housewives usually had these things, to make clothes for their husband and children. Suru gently took the cloth, threaded the needle and thread, with the light from that lamp, she carefully sewed.
However, as she sewed, under the illumination of the candlelight, her eyes became a little blurred, as if she was a little absent-minded. No one knew what she was thinking about, and her sewing speed also slowed down. Right at this moment, a sudden gust of wind seemed to blow outside the room. With a "woo" sound, the window that had just been closed was slapped heavily, and in an instant, it was blown open again.
A gust of cold wind suddenly rushed in, and the candle on the table was almost blown out by this gust of wind at the same time.
"Ah!"
With a soft cry, Suru frowned in the darkness, a sharp pain came from the tip of her finger. With her cultivation, to be injured by a small needle, even she herself felt it was funny, just that for some reason, right now the room was in darkness, being blown by the cold night wind, Suru's mood felt distressed, like a big stone was stuck in her heart, heavy.
She sighed, put down the needlework, and walked to the window. The scenery outside was still the same, just that her husband who had watched with her countless of times, had left for a long time.
After daybreak, maybe she should send Daren and the rest down the mountain to search, waiting like this, was not a solution.
Suru thought so, Tian BuYi's appearance flashed past her eyes, a wave of worry.
Deep into the night!
She stared at the night sky for a long time, her lips trembling, not knowing what she was saying, after a long time, she quietly lowered her head, faintly sighed, closed the window.
Outside the house, the wind seemed to become more urgent.
Majestic Fox Mountain, Ghost King sect.
Similarly in the deep night, there was also someone who could not sleep, just that perhaps his state of mind was different.
Hidden above the blood pool in the deepest part of the mountain, Ghost King and Mr Ghost stood side by side. Mr Ghost was still wrapped in black clothes, his expression could not be seen clearly, but Ghost King's face revealed unconcealable excitement and joy.
He did not look the least tired from staying up all night, in fact, with Ghost King's cultivation, even if he did not sleep or rest for a few days, it would not be a big problem, and right now his face not only did not show any signs of tiredness, instead indistinctly glowed with red light, full of energy, fully focused on the blood pool beneath his feet.
The blood pool that was soaked in countless fresh blood, right now compared to the past, there was an obvious change. The four great spiritual beasts were still imprisoned in the blood water, even the TaoTie that struggled with all its might, right now looked as if its strength had been sucked out, listlessly crawling in the blood water, not moving for a long time.
And the blood pool which had always been calm, right now was no longer calm, in the huge water surface, bubbles kept rising from the depths of the blood water, at the same time bursting sounds were heard, and this speed was no less than several times faster than before, and the number of bubbles also increased, the entire blood pool, looked like it was boiling, an invisible force was constantly awakening from the depths of the blood pool, and in this space, the stench of blood, was more than ten times stronger than before.
In the air, the core of the Four Divinities Blood Formation, the Hidden Dragon Cauldron, also underwent some changes, the original heavy cauldron, seemed to have absorbed a lot of spiritual energy and evil power from the blood pool and the four spiritual beasts, and gradually revealed a trace of red light, and the cauldron which looked like it was made of bronze, right now revealed a transparent and slightly pale yellow amber colour, looked indistinctly dignified.
On the cauldron, those mysterious inscriptions, all lit up, like they had regained life, glimmering with a strange light, and the picture in the middle, the four spiritual beasts that were flickering, right now had all lit up, shimmering, the light even brighter than the surrounding inscriptions. Only that hideous demon head in this picture, was still dark red like blood, greedily absorbing the spiritual energy from the cauldron.
And surrounding the Hidden Dragon Cauldron's surroundings, in this sealed mountain belly, there was actually a misty and cloud-like vortex airflow, indistinctly carrying wind and thunder great force, continuously swimming around the cauldron, even Ghost King and Mr Ghost who were standing far away, could still clearly feel, this Hidden Dragon Cauldron itself contained terrifying power, and this strange power, was still constantly increasing and strengthening.
Like Ghost King, Mr Ghost was also watching the cauldron, but his eyes were cold and sharp, compared to Ghost King, less fanaticism, more calmness.
Mr Ghost watched the cauldron for a long time, unhurriedly spoke, "Right now everything is going as planned, it is exactly the same as what the inscriptions on the cauldron say, according to this, as long as the period of forty-nine days is perfect, it seems the Four Divinities Blood Formation, this matchless formation, will definitely succeed!"
Ghost King inhaled deeply, his face glowing, his eyes revealed a rarely seen fanatical glint, stepped forward, couldn't help but gave a long howl, said, "Good, good, good, old man can't wait any longer!"
Mr Ghost glanced at him, said, "Sect head don't be impatient, there will be plenty of time in the future."
Ghost King laughed to the sky, abruptly turned around, walked to Mr Ghost, stretched out his hand and heavily patted Mr Ghost's shoulder. Mr Ghost seemed surprised, a strange glint flashed past his eyes but in the end he did not move, stood where he was, the next moment, Ghost King's hand patted his shoulder but there was nothing unusual, he only laughed loudly and said, "Good, good, good!"
He laughed loudly, extremely happy and then seemed to recall something, his smile faded a little, solemnly said to Mr Ghost, "Thank you very much."
Mr Ghost lowered his head slightly, said, "This matchless formation can succeed, it is all sect head's good fortune, and if not for this Hidden Dragon Cauldron, I am also at my wit's end."
Ghost King smiled and shook his head, said, "The Hidden Dragon Cauldron is our Ghost King sect's precious treasure but for many years, no one was able to comprehend the inscriptions on the cauldron, only you at the end helped me, this is the Heaven giving birth to me, to achieve hegemony!"
Mr Ghost was silent for a moment, said, "Sect head has flattered me."
Ghost King laughed, turned around again, his eyes once again landed on the cauldron in the air, radiating boundless radiance, the auspicious air pressing, an ecstatic glint flashed past his eyes again, could not help but laughed loudly again.
Mr Ghost quietly stood behind Ghost King, watching Ghost King's increasingly arrogant demeanour, did not speak a word. Right now, if anyone who knew Ghost King came in, most likely they would be shocked, Ghost King had always been a man of bold vision and introverted, never had such an arrogant expression but this time in Mr Ghost's eyes, Mr Ghost did not show the slightest surprise.
Not knowing if it was because Mr Ghost and Ghost King had seen too much alone or because he was too scheming, others simply could not tell.
Anyway, above the huge blood pool in the hidden mountain belly, in the thick stench of blood, Ghost King complacently plotted the future, that complacent laughter reverberated, gradually enveloping the entire huge cave. And behind him, was a quiet shadow, quietly standing.
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