- Jiang Ping said helplessly: "Okay, I can promise you, you just tell me, what should I do now?" ”

The old priest of the White Spirit Clan said: "It's very simple, you only need Commander Jiang to use your pious heart to drip a few points of blood onto the holy tree, and you can complete this sacrificial ceremony." ”

Jiang Ping listened and breathed a sigh of relief, he still thought that he didn't know what harsh conditions would be, and the request to make him embarrassed was just a few drops of blood, which was a matter of effort.

He immediately agreed, saying, "I see, this is easy to do." ”

After that, he stretched out his index finger and bit it lightly in his mouth, and the blood flowed out, and he came up to the holy tree, and the bright red blood beads dripped and fell on the holy tree, and immediately penetrated the wood, disappeared, and there were no blood stains, but he faintly felt that the brilliance on the surface of the holy wood was brighter.

He didn't know how many drops he had to drop, so he raised his head and asked the old man of the Bailing Clan, "High Priest, I don't know how many drops of the blood of this sacrifice will be completed before it is completed?" ”

The old priest of the White Spirit Clan replied: "There is no definite number for this, generally three or five drops will be completed, and then the holy wood will let go of the people who offer sacrifices, and this sacrifice ceremony will be completed." ”

"I see." Jiang Ping sighed, now his body was still tightly wrapped by the branches of the holy tree, and there was no sign of loosening and letting go, it seemed that this sacrificial ceremony had not yet been completed.

He immediately squeezed out a few drops of blood, and fell on the holy tree one by one, after the blood beads fell on the holy tree, they still quickly penetrated the wood and disappeared, but after waiting for a while, he saw that the branches of the holy tree that were wrapped around his body were still tight, and there was no sign of loosening.

He was puzzled. He looked up at the old man of the White Spirit Clan, the High Priest, and asked, "High Priest." What's going on, why hasn't the Holy Wood let me go? ”

The old man of the White Spirit Clan, the high priest, was also strange in his heart at this moment. Generally speaking, if you drop three or five drops, the holy wood should also let go of the person who is offering the sacrifice and complete the sacrificial ceremony, and he can see clearly on the side that Jiang Ping has already dropped six or seven drops of blood on the holy tree, and it stands to reason that the holy wood should also let go of the other party at this moment, but for some reason, the holy wood is still tightly wrapped around the other party, and there is no intention of letting go.

He bowed his head again. Carefully looking at the top surface of the holy tree, he found that the blood that Jiang Ping dripped on it had indeed been completely absorbed by the holy wood, and there were no traces of blood stains on it, which showed that the holy wood had indeed accepted the sacrifice of the other party's blood, otherwise the blood would not have penetrated the wood, but would have remained outside.

Since the holy wood has already accepted the sacrifice of the other party's blood, why doesn't he let go of the other party. What went wrong?

The old man of the Bailing Clan, the high priest, was also puzzled for a while, and he was puzzled, originally Shengmu chose Jiang Ping, a foreigner, as the person to sacrifice, which was very abnormal. Unexpectedly, there is another change at this moment, and it seems that this time it is a sacrificial ceremony. It can no longer be known by common sense.

The old man of the White Spirit Clan, the high priest, pondered for a moment there, and then said, "Commander Jiang. Maybe Shengmu is not satisfied yet, so it is better for Commander Jiang to try a few more drops of blood. ”

He couldn't think of anything better at the moment. That's all I have to try.

When Jiang Ping heard this, he was helpless, so he had to squeeze out a few more drops of blood and drop them on the holy tree.

The old priest of the Bai Ling clan watched carefully from the side, and after Jiang Ping's few drops of blood fell on the holy tree, they quickly penetrated the wood, disappeared, and was absorbed by the holy wood, so it seems that his guess should still be good, and the holy wood really didn't feel satisfied, so he refused to let go of the other party.

But then the problem came again, after Jiang Ping continued to squeeze out a few drops of blood, the branches of the holy tree were still tightly wrapped around him, and there was no sign of letting go.

Counting back and forth, Jiang Ping's dripping blood has been enough for twenty drops at the moment, according to the people of the Bailing clan, so it is passed down from generation to generation, and the classics of the clan have never seen this situation, and the people who sacrificed have dripped so much blood, and the holy wood is still unrelenting and refuses to let go of the other party.

Seeing this situation, all the Bai Ling people on the sidelines looked at each other one by one, with strange expressions, and began to talk in low voices.

Jiang Ping raised his head again at this time and asked the old man of the White Spirit Clan, the high priest, "High Priest, what the hell is going on, why hasn't the Holy Wood let go of me yet, how much blood does it have to drop, and the Holy Wood will be satisfied and let me go." ”

The old priest of the Bailing clan also had no bottom in his heart, and he didn't know how to answer the other party's question, today's situation was something he had never seen or heard of before, and there was no experience and precedent to follow, and he didn't know what to do.

Seeing the other party's hesitation, Jiang Ping knew that the other party was afraid that he would not be able to count on it, so forget it, let's communicate with Shengmu myself.

Immediately, his thoughts stretched out, and he began to release cordiality and kindness to the holy wood, and communicated with the other party.

"Senpai, can you hear me?" Jiang Ping greeted the other party.

"Hello Xiaoyou, of course I can hear you." The voice of the holy wood sounded in Jiang Ping's mind.

Seeing that the other party spoke, Jiang Ping breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately asked bluntly: "I asked myself if there was nothing to offend my seniors, why did my seniors hold on tightly and refuse to let go." ”

Although if he used brute force, he might not be able to get out of trouble, but this would definitely destroy the ceremony of the White Spirit Clan's holy tree taking root, anger the White Spirit Clan, attract the resentment of the White Spirit Clan, and destroy the peaceful and friendly relationship between the two sides today, so he had to be patient and reason with the other party.

Shengmu said with a hint of cunning in his voice: "Because Xiaoyou was chosen by me and has not yet completed the sacrificial ceremony, I naturally can't let go of Xiaoyou." ”

When Jiang Ping heard this, he was not angry and said: "Senior, don't deceive me, I have completely followed the requirements of the Bailing Clan, I don't know what the seniors are not satisfied with, you say, how can I complete this sacrificial ceremony." ”

Shengmu said: "It's very simple, the sacrificial gift you have offered is not enough, so I can't let you go yet." ”

"Isn't the sacrificial gift enough?"

Jiang Ping was taken aback and said, "You're saying that the blood I shed is not enough?" But the high priest of the Bailing clan said that it is enough for the person who usually sacrifices only to drop three or five drops of blood, and now I have more than twenty drops of blood, which is far more than that, why did my predecessors say that it was not enough! ”

Shengmu laughed and said, "That's other people, three or five drops are naturally enough, but Xiaoyou is not an ordinary person, and three or five drops are naturally not enough." Xiaoyou's blood is rich in living energy, which is our rare and best nourishing thing, and it is rare to meet Xiaoyou here, which is also fate, so it is natural to have a good autumn breeze. ”

When Jiang Ping heard this, he couldn't help but turn blue with anger, although a few drops of blood were a trivial matter, but the other party's clear tone of "bullying people" still made him feel bad.

If it weren't for the peaceful and friendly relationship with the White Spirit Clan, he was afraid that he would turn his face on the spot.

"Then you say, how many drops of blood do you need before you are satisfied!" He asked, holding back his temperament.

Shengmu said: "It takes a thousand drops to be satisfied." ”

When Jiang Ping heard this, he immediately became angry, this holy wood is really insatiable, and he even asked for a thousand drops of my blood when he opened his mouth, and my blood is boiled water. It's nothing to give the other party a few drops of blood, but if you give a thousand drops at once, I'm afraid that it will hurt his vitality a little.

"Senior, you are too greedy, wishful thinking, you even asked for a thousand drops of blood from me, I will not agree to your unreasonable request." Jiang Ping flatly refused.

Shengmu also seemed to know that his lion opened his mouth widely, and immediately said: "Little friend don't be angry, then according to you, how much blood can you donate at most." ”

Jiang Ping said: "If it weren't for the Bai Ling Clan, I would have owed half a drop of blood, you and I have no grievances, why should I sacrifice blood to you." ”

Shengmu knew that he was wrong, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyou don't have to be angry, it's really Xiaoyou's blood is rich in life energy, which is coveted, can't stop, offended, I hope Xiaoyou Duoduo Haihan forgives, Xiaoyou donated a few drops of blood, the damage to Xiaoyou is not big, but for me, it is a great benefit, so please take care of Xiaoyou." ”

Jiang Ping snorted heavily and said, "If it weren't for the face of the Bailing Clan, I wouldn't have given half a drop of blood." You ask me how much blood I can donate at most, don't be insatiable, I can also sell the face of the White Spirit Clan, I will tell you the truth, I can donate a hundred drops of blood at most, that's all, don't bargain. ”

Shengmu listened, but he was obviously not satisfied, it was rare to meet such an "excellent" person to worship, how could he let it go easily.

It said: "Xiaoyou can donate a hundred drops of blood, which shows that the wind is bright and compassionate, but in fact, if there is more, the damage to Xiaoyou is nothing, but it is of great benefit to us, so please ...... Xiaoyou."

"Shut up!"

Jiang Ping couldn't help but snort angrily when he heard this, this old bastard is too greedy, I don't know how to advance or retreat, I will give you a hundred drops of blood for nothing, it is enough to meaning, but you are not satisfied, and you want more, isn't this too insatiable and shameless.

"I am looking at the face of the Bailing clan, and I respect you as a senior, so I am polite to you here, otherwise I will not take care of you, if you don't know how to advance or retreat, don't know what to do, don't blame me for being polite." He said angrily.

Shengmu said: "Xiaoyou is angry, I am not a greedy and insatiable person, but Xiaoyou's blood is rich in life energy, which is really coveted...... Let's do it, let's discuss it again, Xiaoyou will have a little more blood, and I, I won't treat Xiaoyou badly, as long as Xiaoyou has any requirements, I can do it, I can promise you, what do you think? ”

When Jiang Ping heard this, he was about to turn his face and say a stern refusal, when he suddenly thought of something, his heart moved, and he couldn't help but swallow back the words of refusal. (To be continued......)