Chapter 5 Spiritual Refining Ceremony

Three days are fleeting. In these three days, the night god sacrifice still did not find the reason why the spiritual flow in his body is getting slower and slower. Although his spiritual cultivation has not regressed, if it goes on like this, sooner or later, he will not even be able to mobilize his spiritual power.

But in the face of all these countermeasures of the Night God Festival, on this day, I can only bravely participate in the spiritual refining ceremony with the night gods.

The manor where the Night God family lives is built on the mountain and covers a very wide area. At this time, in the middle of the manor, the disciples of the Night God family surrounded the large area of the site.

Today is a special day for the children of these families. Perhaps today, they can be amazing here and become the key training object of the family from then on. At that time, the status of their family branch will rise sharply and become the pillar of the family.

The Night God Festival looked at the big round platform surrounded by a group of family children from afar. The noisy crowd made the night god sacrifice frown slightly, but every disciple who participated in the ceremony must go to the round table. Therefore, although the Night God Festival did not like the noisy place of the crowd, it did not say much. He pulled the night god to that round table. Go to the stage.

"It's the young master of the night god! Is he going to participate in the spiritual refining ceremony this year? A son of the family standing behind the crowd recognized the Night God Festival at a glance and couldn't help saying in surprise.

"What? Is it the young master of the Night God Festival, who is known as the first genius of Yeming City? I heard that he had reached the peak of the nine-fold spiritual master three years ago. He was amazing at the spiritual refining ceremony at that time, but I don't know what level he has cultivated to now..." Another female disciple in the family turned her head when she heard the words and really looked at it. On the first day of the family, a look of admiration appeared on her face. It seemed that the night god sacrifice was very extraordinary in her mind.

"The little girl behind the young master of the Night God Festival is the young lady of the night god, the daughter of the head of the night god clan. I heard that the young lady of the night god has also reached the seventh level of the spiritual master. She is worthy of being the younger sister of the young master of the night god."

"Ah, don't we have a chance? Compared with that kind of characters, what else do we have?" A man's younger brother couldn't help but look bitter when he heard the words. The Night God Festival was already a figure that could only be looked up to in his eyes, so that he could not be compared with the Night God Festival.

The night god sacrifice walked through the crowd with no expression on his face, as if he didn't hear the comments around him at all, while the night god followed the night god sacrifice shyly, and slowly walked up to the big round platform where the spiritual refining ceremony was held with the night god sacrifice.

As soon as he stepped on the round platform, the Night God Festival found that the talented disciples of the Night God Moon family had arrived at the top and were gathering together to say something.

When the night god moon saw the night god sacrifice and the night god spirit, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes. However, after seeing the night god sacrifice looking this way, she immediately lowered her head and covered up the resentful eyes.

The night god sacrifice looked coldly in the direction of the night god moon. Just now, he clearly felt the murderous intention from the night god moon. It seemed that the night god moon was very resentful to him.

Killing intention is very subtle. It is the product of human thoughts. Unless the spiritual cultivation reaches a certain level, it is difficult to feel the murderous intention of others. But for the night god sacrifice that has been practiced for two years in the Killing God Pavilion, the obvious murderous intention of the night god moon just now can't be hidden from him at all.

"Is he still thinking about taking revenge on me?" A cold smile slowly appeared on the corners of the Night God Festival's mouth. I have to say that in the two years of killing the God Pavilion, he learned a lot of things. Among them, the most important and the most impressive thing about the Night God Festival is that don't let go of your enemy easily. As long as this enemy threatens you, you, you must Threats are strangled in the cradle.

If it hadn't been for the fact that the grandfather of the Night God Moon was the elder of the family, then the Night God Festival would have attacked the Night God Moon long ago.

Taking back his eyes looking at the night god moon, the night god sacrifice pulled the night god slowly to the center of the round table. Facing the uproar of many children under the stage, the silent night god sacrifice seemed a little out of place, but this cold appearance, coupled with the beautiful and white face, attracted the eyes of the girls in the family.

"Brother, those big sisters in the family seem to like you very much?" The night god looked at those under the stage who saw their brother's night god sacrifice, and a blush appeared on their faces. He couldn't help saying something sourly.

In the eyes of the Night God, these girls are all bad girls who want to rob her favorite brother, which makes her feel a little uneasy.

"It's their business whether they like me or not. It has nothing to do with me, and my brother, I don't like those women who are crazy." The night god sacrifice glanced at the women's brothers faintly. In his opinion, these women also looked at him with new eyes because he was the young master of the Yeshen family and the first genius in the family.

If these women know that he has become a loser whose cultivation can no longer be improved, will they continue to admire him?

Compared with these girls who can only be nymphomaniacs, the Night God Festival still felt that his sister Night God was more cute. Thinking of this, the Night God Festival lowered his head and smiled gently at the Night God, and the rough palm still took the soft little hand of the Night God.

"Oh." Somehow, when the Night God said that he didn't like the girls under the stage, an unconcealable joy appeared in his heart. Looking at his little hand holding with his brother, the beautiful little face of the Night God couldn't help but show a shy and seductive blush.

"Today is the triennial spiritual refining ceremony of the Night God family. Those who want to participate in the spiritual refining ceremony will come to the stage by themselves."

An old voice slowly sounded on the round table. Ye Shen, the elder of the Yeshen family, walked to the center of the round table. His vicissitudes of life slowly swept through every child present. Seeing that the children's attention was focused, a smile gradually appeared on the wrinkled old face and he continued to say. "Today is the time for you to prove yourself. The children who perform well will be greatly cultivated by the family, so each of you must show your strongest strength in front of the whole family!"

With a few words, the night god completely mobilized the emotions of the people present. The men rubbed their hands and were ready to go on the stage to perform well.

"Well, now a few children of the side branches will accept the trial of the ceremony, and then it will be the turn of the master's children. The first person to accept the trial is the little grandson of the three elders Ling Changfeng, Ling Han!"

As soon as Ye Shenqian's words fell, the boy named Ling Han also stepped out from behind a white-haired old man and walked to Ye Shenqian.

The white-haired old man was the guest elder of the Yeshen family. Because his strength had reached the triple realm of spiritual generals, he was worshipped as the three elders by the Yeshen family and was able to reproduce the descendants of the Yeshen family.

"The elder." The little boy named Ling Han looked only eleven years old. He stood nervously in front of Ye Shenqian, waiting for the elder's next instructions.

Ye Shenqian looked at Ling Han and nodded, stretched out his hand, and a large black stone high enough for one person appeared on the big round table out of thin air.

As soon as this big black stone appeared, a strange suction force emerged out of thin air. The bodies of several children close to it couldn't help shaking. In shock, they hurriedly operated the spiritual power to stabilize their bodies.

"This is Yeming Stone, a kind of spiritual stone rich in our Yeming City. Its only effect is to test the purity of spiritual power in a person's body, so as to judge this person's spiritual cultivation. And the town we live in, Yeming City, is also named for the production of this night stone. Ye Shenqian looked at the dark Yeming stone in front of him and slowly explained to the children who were still young and had never participated in the spiritual refining ceremony.

"Presbyterian, what should I do?" Ling Han also stared at the big dark stone in front of him in surprise. He didn't expect that such a non-surprising black stone would have that strange use.

"Ling Han, you just need to press your hand on this night stone, and then transport a wisp of spiritual power in your body into this night stone." With a kind smile on Ye Shenqian's face, he nodded and said.

Hearing this, Ling Han felt that it was not difficult, so he stretched out his palm and gently pressed it on the big black stone. There is nothing strange about his feeling except a cold touch from the palm of his hand.

According to the elder of the night god Qian, Ling Han operated the spiritual power in the meridians and slowly injected into the night stone in front of him.