You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 234 Human blood sacrifice!

There were noises, discussions, and criticisms.

"Are you asking us not to participate in this final trial, fearing that we might lose our lives in vain?!"

People were furious. The first thing they were asked to do was to give up. How could that be possible?

"We cultivators are all heaven-defying people. If we are afraid of death, why would we participate in this trial?"

"Are you kidding me? You're already here and you're telling me this?!"

"The more you say this, the more it proves that there are many treasures in the secret realm!!"

"You asked us to give up. Are you afraid that we will take away the treasures in the secret realm and you will feel bad? Hahahaha~"

Several heroic voices came from different directions, allowing those who had been affected by the Taoist rhyme to recover.

The crowd was ready to go, and this change seemed to indicate that the secret realm was about to open.

"Did you hear what he just said? He mentioned the word 'immortality'. Could it be that immortality exists in this secret realm?"

"Opportunity! There really is opportunity in there! Haha!"

"The baby is mine, this trip is not in vain."

"My dream of immortality is finally coming true~"

"When I have accomplished merit here and found a chance to obtain treasures, the sect will give me as many beauties as the outside world wants, hahahaha."

Greed, anger, and ignorance. The three thoughts have evolved into many interesting branches at this moment.

Chang Qing was stunned and kept repeating the last sentence: "Striving for opportunities, both end up with nothing; seeking immortality, all living beings are trapped in a cage."

"Are we all wrong? Achieving immortality is a shackle, a dead end?" Chang Qing guessed in his mind, but could not come up with an answer.

Then he said to Yun Qinghan and Zhong Baixuan: "There may be changes in the secret realm of the central land this time, so everyone should be careful and try not to go if possible."

The two nodded, and Jiao Cang asked, "Brother, what about you?"

Chang Qing touched his chest, where the drop of blood had stopped, turned around and looked at the crimson full moon and said, "I must go. Something is waiting for me there."

The blood in the heart showed signs of being out of control.

Yun Qinghan and Zhong Baixuan went to count the disciples who were about to enter, while Jiaocang was held by Changqing.

After a while, that mysterious voice sounded again: "The secret realm is about to leave. This is a place where ancient miracles are hidden. Here, you can explore the mysteries, find mysterious treasures, and meet with living beings. You will start your journey of seeking the truth, go to the unknown, and explore the mysteries of the secret realm."

"In the first round, reveal the round moon pattern and you will get the method to pass the level..."

Everyone was confused. It was the first time they had to decrypt the code before passing the level.

For a moment, most people stretched their necks and looked towards the moon. At the same time, ducks could be seen everywhere on the mountain. If the sun came out, they might crow together. That would be interesting.

But half an hour passed and still no one could see it.

Changqing also scratched his head. What kind of words are these? They are so crooked that they look like the cursive writing of ancient people. But when you look into them carefully, there seems to be an inexplicable will in them. In the end, Changqing really can't understand it, so he retracted his neck which had grown half an inch longer and grinned.

"What the hell is this!" Chang Qing couldn't help but complain.

But when he turned around and saw that everyone was still watching with gusto, he suddenly felt unbalanced.

"Is it possible that only good spiritual roots can appreciate the charm of it?" Chang Qing's face began to darken again. Although his spiritual roots had evolved, they had only reached the level of middle-grade spiritual roots. He was probably lower than everyone else present, so he had to frown.

Chang Qing glanced around and found that no one was looking at him, so he secretly set up two hidden formations. He wanted to cheat!

Changqing entered the formation, sat cross-legged in meditation, and practiced the Qingtian Nianqing Jue. His entire figure faded and was replaced by a small green tree that emerged.

The consciousness entered the green tree, and the whole world became a little different. The blood mist in the distance seemed to reveal its true form, showing the entanglement of blood and filth.

Looking into the distance again, the mountain was no longer a mountain. It seemed like a small world had collapsed. There was not the slightest fluctuation, as if the world was dead, but the black hole it had formed seemed to be about to swallow up its remains.

Chang Qing was shocked, but didn't dare to look again. There were signs that his consciousness had been devoured.

Chang Qing calmed himself, extended his consciousness through the green tree to look at the moon, but was shocked again. The moon turned into a pair of eyes with double pupils, but at this moment there was no trace of blood, and it was looking at the people who were deciphering the code meticulously.

With cold sweat dropping down, Changqing pretended not to notice anything unusual and looked at the words flashing in his pupils. Without the obstruction of the blood-red moonlight, Changqing looked more carefully.

Chang Qing tried to distinguish the various fonts that kept flashing. Even with the help of his spiritual roots, it was still difficult because the fonts flashed too fast and were difficult to see clearly.

Changqing was not in a hurry. He found that these fonts were constantly circulating. He had an idea in his mind. Changqing did not try to see all of them clearly at once, but only looked at one word at a time.

After an incense stick, Chang Qing finally managed to make out a few characters. They were "人", "血", "为", "祭"! The moment he saw those characters clearly, Chang Qing felt a sense of power seeping into the corners of his lips, and he couldn't help but recite them out loud.

The red full moon actually rose up with a sense of movement, and the characters dispersed and condensed, as if confirming the answer.

After a moment, the red moon began to change, and finally reflected into a giant eye with double pupils, looking at the crowd in the mountain below.

A strange voice echoed in everyone's heart: Forty-nine rules were manually selected and completed, and the rules were set as - people, blood, sacrifice! !

In an instant, the whole mountain became noisy. Chang Qing tilted his ear to listen carefully. As soon as he heard the first sentence, he chose to manually mute the microphone. The curse was too harsh.

"What the hell! You chose this one. I only need the last word to complete mine. It's a treasure collection rule!! @^&"

"TanND, mine is even simpler. It only requires each person to donate a drop of blood essence. If we collect 9999 drops, we can pass. There is only one step left! It's all over!!"

"What a beast! What a beast!"

"What a pitfall! Which faction's hero is this?"

"Aminos!"

"..."

Suddenly, the whole mountain was filled with the sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers, and it suddenly turned into a bird mountain.

Chang Qing saw that everyone was cursing enthusiastically, and he knew that he could not say that he was the one cursing even if he was beaten to death, otherwise he would be chopped into minced meat.

He walked out of the formation immediately, and Yun Qinghan also cursed beside him. Chang Qing felt that he had to blend in, otherwise it would easily arouse suspicion.

So he didn't blush or get nervous, and pretended to be indignant, and cursed twice.

The shouting and cursing didn't last long before it was interrupted.

The giant eye in the sky was a bit creepy, giving people goosebumps. The strange voice sounded again:

Rules: When a beam of light in the field turns completely red, you pass. Holding the Qingye Token, the battle will begin after half a minute.

At the foot of the Central Mountain, in an extremely vast and flat area, a blood-red barrier rose up, and a pillar of white light stood in the center.