Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Seven: Great Harvest
Lu Yue was completely stunned. It turned out that Lin Hao asked her to come to practice the body exercises for this, but it was really insidious!
From the time Lin Hao came up with the physical exercises, the ending was already doomed.
The poison king who was hidden in the dark saw this scene, and his face turned black. He also hoped that if something happened, he could come out to help, and now he is still helping!
The 30,000 natives are all out of the control of the temple, and he can blow people to death with a single breath, but he can't kill this group of people at will, after all, he will have to rely on them to contribute sacrifices in the future.
"Things are out of control, we must report to Feather Serpent God as soon as possible!" The Poison King said anxiously.
At this time, Lin Hao suddenly felt a little abnormal.
When the will of 30,000 people gathered under the altar!
In the sword-raising gourd around his waist, Ben Lei Jian, which had not moved for a long time, suddenly trembled.
This time the tremor was definitely not controlled by Lin Hao, but it moved by itself.
Such a change made Lin Hao unexpected, and shock appeared in his eyes!
This is clearly a sign of the imminent birth of a sword soul!
Lin Hao hurriedly tried to mobilize the Ben Lei Sword, but to his slight disappointment, the Ben Lei Sword had stopped moving since it trembled once, and it was the same as before.
Seeing that Ben Lei Jian didn't respond, Lin Hao ignored it, at least it was a good start!
"Could it be that the birth of the sword soul has something to do with will?" Lin Hao was lost in thought.
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At this moment, the high priest and the eight elders came to the top of the altar and set up a nine-star formation, with the high priest standing at one end of the stars.
"Altar, open!"
The high priest stomped the snake-headed scepter, and a large opening was slowly cracked in the altar, and a tunnel could be seen leading to the depths.
When Lin Hao saw it, he stepped forward and walked into the tunnel.
"Damn impostors, when the Feathered Serpent God finds out, it will definitely kill you!" The high priest gritted his teeth and was going crazy.
"High priest, what did you say?" When the elders on the side heard the words of the high priest, their faces suddenly turned gloomy.
"You've just,
It seems to be disrespectful to the messenger? "Another elder said solemnly.
The high priest was silent for a while, and his face was uglier than eating shit.
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After Lin Hao entered the altar, he came to an empty sealed hall.
A formation is arranged in the hall. There is a hole in the middle of the formation. From the hole, you can see that there is a huge blood pool below, which is full of boiling blood.
Lin Hao knew at a glance that this formation was used to refine blood-colored jade pieces.
The structure of the array is very simple, and Lin Hao can parse it out after a few glances.
"open!"
Lin Hao entered the magic formula and activated the formation.
In an instant, the blood pool under the hollow began to bubbling instantly, and pieces of blood-colored jade quickly flew from the blood pool, and fell on the floor of the hall, as if it were raining.
Lin Hao put all the blood-colored jade pieces into the inventory.
These blood jades are the local currency, which can be used to temper the flesh. The blood essence of a first-order demon emperor can make almost ten such blood jades.
Just ten minutes later, Lin Hao had collected 200,000 blood jades, and the blood pool below had shrunk by a third.
"Almost enough." Lin Hao estimated.
After thinking about it, there are still a lot of blood pools anyway, don't give up, just drain them all.
Lin Hao continued to activate the formation, constantly refining the blood-colored jade pieces.
Just when Lin Hao was refining the blood jade, the high priest outside couldn't stand anymore.
"Never mind, I'll go first."
The high priest ignored Lin Hao, went in for ten minutes and still didn't come out, and it seemed that he would not give up until he drained.
She quickly jumped off the altar and rushed into the black hall next to her.
In the hall, the Poison King was already waiting for her.
"Things are out of control, pack up and set off immediately, wake up the Feather Serpent God, and destroy this fake!"
"clear!"
After the two whispered, they immediately ran to their respective positions.
Inside the altar, Lin Hao kept doing it, draining all the blood in it, refining a total of 600,000 blood jades.
Later, Lin Hao also discovered that the blood jade was divided into grades. The darker the color of the blood jade, the greater the energy it contained.
The crimson blood jade is condensed from the blood of the high-level demon emperor or Jindan cultivator. The dark red blood jade is condensed from the blood of Yaozun or Nascent Soul cultivator.
Lin Hao tentatively divided the grades of blood jade into upper, middle and lower grades.
There are a total of 500,000 pieces of the lower grade, 80,000 of the middle grade, and 20,000 of the top grade.
It is conceivable how many people and monsters have been sacrificed in blood here for hundreds of years.
With so many blood jades, let alone perfecting the Thunder Body Refinement Technique, it is more than enough to practice a body refining martial art, and even comprehend the will to kill.
Lin Hao continued to stroll around the altar. On the walls of the altar, various images of the Feather Serpent were painted, some breathing fire, some calling thunder, some spraying water into a river, and some releasing poisonous gas.
There are many types of soaring snakes. For example, Lin Hao is a black flame soaring snake. I don't know what kind of soaring snake that was sealed underground.
"This altar has been built for more than a thousand years. Judging from the material, it was definitely not built by indigenous people. The builders' own strength has definitely reached the level of god transformation." Lin Hao secretly said.
He continued to observe, and suddenly found a strange eye on the statue of the snake on a wall, as if it could move.
Lin Hao thought about it for a while, then reached out and dug out the eye.
This is a golden eyeball, and it can't see any effect for the time being. In short, it is very strong, and Lin Hao can't destroy it with all his strength.
Lin Hao wanted to dig out the other eye, but found that the one could not move, so he had to give up.
Putting the golden eye in his hand into the inventory, Lin Hao left the altar and walked outside.
"My people, the Feathered Serpent God bless you, strengthen your own strength, and fight for the Feathered Serpent God!"
Lin Hao threw out a large amount of blood jade and landed in front of everyone.
Each of the 30,000 people present gave five low-grade blood jades and one medium-grade blood jade.
Lin Hao's actions immediately made everyone present froze. After a long time, everyone's eyes were red and they were crying bitterly. Many people hugged their heads and cried.
"The Feathered Serpent God is above, let us worship!"
"Great Feathered Serpent God, I would like to be your eternal subject!"
"Feathered Serpent God, I am willing to die for you!"
For a time, everyone knelt down on the ground, their heads slammed to the ground, and the excited voice of reverence resounded through the temple.
In the past, the high priest only gave one or two pieces of low-grade blood jade during the festivals. This time the messenger directly gave so much, which made them cry with excitement.
At this time, Lin Hao suddenly felt that the Thunderbolt Sword in the Sword Raising Gourd seemed to move again.
Lin Hao suddenly realized.
"It turns out that the will is the spirit. When the willpower of 30,000 people is gathered into one point, the spirit power is so powerful that it can help me and speed up the birth of the sword soul!" Lin Hao said in surprise.
If Feijian were born, it would be truly earth-shattering!
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