The black blood rolled like a swamp and completely swallowed up the entire arm in a moment.

At the same time, Pei Ling suddenly felt that a majestic vitality and blood flowed into his body inexplicably. The cultivation level in his body immediately began to rise rapidly. It didn't take long for him to reach the peak of foundation building, but he was still far away from restoring the core formation.

Although he has achieved a lot of cultivation, it seems that it is still not enough.

Pei Ling was slightly startled, and then he realized that the system had accepted the sacrifices on the altar for him...

The palace lantern burned quietly, and the flames danced, illuminating Xiao Shou's pale face.

The blood on his broken arm had stopped at some point, and new flesh was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not long after, the originally bloody wound became smooth, as if he was born without a left arm.

In the incense burner, green smoke curled up.

The incense stick that Xiao Shou lit suddenly began to burn faster.

In the shrine, Pei Ling sat motionless, and scenes of Xiao Zheng's memories suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

He saw that he was still an infant, being held in Xiao Shou's arms, taken to the ancestral hall, and bowed to the Faceless Immortal ignorantly...

He also saw that he seemed to be very young, and his eyesight was shorter than that of an adult. He stood alone in the moon cave door, watching Xiao Shou dragging a middle-aged beautiful woman towards the ancestral hall. He found that

After Xiao Zheng, not only did he not stop, he even turned around and scolded: "Zheng'er, why don't you follow me quickly?"

The beautiful woman also saw Xiao Zheng, but she did not ask her son for help. Instead, she struggled hard and shouted to him: "Zheng'er, run away quickly!!!"

"Why are you running away?" Xiao Shou sneered slightly, grabbed the beautiful woman's hair, and forced her to face Xiao Zheng, "I am of Xiao family blood, favored by the Faceless Immortal, and was born noble. How could I be a mortal like you?

Can women compare?"

"The fact that you can give birth to children for me, the Xiao family, is your family's blessing!"

He also saw that he had grown up, sitting in a chair, facing a group of new maids who came to greet them, picking at cabbage and radishes with the eyes of a vegetable seller, shaking his head slightly, asking them to step back, and then turned his head

, and said to Xiao Shou: "Father, this group of maidservants are much worse in appearance than before, and their behavior is not dignified enough. I'm afraid they will disgrace the great immortal."

Xiao Shou frowned and said: "There is no way. The maids of my Xiao Mansion are disappearing one after another. Although they all signed death certificates, it doesn't matter in front of the government. As time goes by, there will always be rumors... Nowadays, everywhere nearby

I don’t want to sell my daughter, so I can only look for her in a distant place.”

"Fortunately, although these maidservants are from the countryside and do not know etiquette, they are all full of energy and full of vitality."

"The immortal will be satisfied."

...The memory pictures are so vivid, Pei Ling can clearly feel that Xiao Zheng in these pictures has a strong desire to go to the altar to sacrifice!

However, his body is now controlled by the system and he has no reaction at all. He continues to sit in the original position of the "cursed" statue, motionless.

At this time, the incense stick burned more and more fiercely, but until the incense stick was completely burned out, Pei Ling was not affected at all.

As the last bit of incense was extinguished, in the depths of the smoke, the ancient altar slowly dissipated, and the bead curtain in front of the shrine closed silently.

The terrifying coercion suddenly disappeared, and Xiao Shou, who was bowing his head, was stunned.

My own sacrifice was successfully completed, and the Faceless Immortal also accepted the sacrifice. Why didn't Zheng'er come over until the incense burned out?

After thinking seriously for a moment, Xiao Shou quickly understood the reason: there were not enough sacrifices!

The Faceless Immortal's power is boundless and there is nothing he cannot do. As long as he accepts the sacrifice, he will never refuse the Xiao family's request.

Now that my wish has not come true, this can only be my own fault!

It seemed that Zheng'er was possessed by Sneaky Spirit more seriously than he imagined.

Thinking of this, Xiao Shou looked serious and immediately decided to sacrifice his own legs.

Although the loss of his left arm and legs is a heavy loss, and it is also a kind of torture and pain for his body, but compared with immortality, these are nothing.

More importantly, after becoming immortal, he can continue to offer sacrifices to the Faceless Immortal. With the power of immortality, he can sacrifice more living people with better quality.

Repairing a broken leg or arm is nothing more than a small matter.

So Xiao Shou turned around, took an incense stick and lit it again, and inserted a stick of incense into the incense burner in front of the confession.

The curls of green smoke filled the room again.

The bead curtain opened silently, and the altar emerged.

Xiao Shou walked to the altar, took out the dagger, and cut off his legs.

Just like before, the dagger sliced ​​across lightly, and both of his legs were completely severed.

Blood spurted out instantly, and Xiao Shou fell to the ground. The spurting blood formed a pool of blood under him in just a short moment. But his broken legs still stood firmly.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Xiao Shou let out a shrill scream, and almost fainted from the pain. He exhausted all his willpower, and the veins in the hand holding the dagger were exposed. His whole body was shaking, and he finally managed to hold himself up.

"Huh...huh...huh..." Xiao Shou panted heavily, and his cold sweat was like rain, which had already soaked through several layers of clothes inside and outside. The blood at the cut was still flowing, and he felt that he was getting colder and colder.

.

But his legs seemed to have a will of their own. Instead of falling, they took spontaneous steps towards the altar.

Soon, the legs stepped onto the altar, and then they fell down with a "plop".

Black blood emerged and began to devour the fresh sacrifices.

Xiao Shou lost his legs and could no longer kneel on the ground. He could only support his torso with his arms, lie on the ground, and recite silent prayers piously over and over again.

Not long after, the altar completely swallowed up his legs, and they recovered as before.

Pei Ling, who was in the shrine, once again felt a stream of pure vitality and blood being drawn directly to him.

His cultivation finally returned from the peak of foundation building to the level of pill formation!

At the same time, the wound on Xiao Shou's broken leg quickly grew new flesh, just like before, as if he had no legs naturally.

The incense offered suddenly burned violently.

The smoke was even worse, almost blocking the view.

In front of Pei Ling, a strange memory appeared again.

He saw himself driving a group of maids, like a shepherd driving sheep and cattle, killing them one by one on the altar.

Blood flowed like a waterfall, pouring down from all sides of the altar.

The splattered blood stained his head and face, and the warm and sweet smell did not resist in his heart. Instead, he was filled with expectation and joy. He closed his eyes slightly and indulged in it.

Xiao Shou's voice came from the side: "Zheng'er, continue."

Xiao Zheng did not hesitate at all, nodded and said: "Okay!"

... Pei Ling was in a trance for a moment, and then came back to his senses. He felt that Xiao Zheng's strong emotion of wanting to sacrifice had become real, and it seemed that even the mask could not suppress it.

However, the system remained indifferent and continued to take care of Pei Ling's body without any response.

After a while, the incense burned out completely, and the last ashes fell into the furnace.

The altar disappeared and the bead curtain closed.

The ancestral hall returned to its normal state again.

Xiao Shou looked stunned. Two legs and a left arm were used as sacrifices, but they were not enough!

He suddenly frowned. Although he said he still had an arm, his legs were not enough, let alone this arm.
Chapter completed!