Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 2

[Chapter 2 Dragon Sacrifice]

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The cold wave was like iron, and it came hard on the river. The waves of the three thousand miles of the Red River seemed to be suppressed.

On the north bank, above a 20-foot-high natural stone pillar, four teenagers were exhausted lying on the top of the uneven stone pillar, panting desperately.

The stone pillar was as hard as iron, and there was not much to use for strength. The surface was slippery and slippery. Climbing up, it exhausted their physical strength.

On the south bank, Baili Yulong City is quietly lying on the bank, majestic and quiet.

The Red River is nine miles wide, with turbulent undercurrents. Unknown monsters wander under the water, and the boat cannot be crossed.

Four boys, two boys and two girls, the thinnest boy was the first to turn over and get up, resting his hands on the ground, looking at Dragon City on the south bank, as calm as the cold wave, without any emotion.

“Ye Ting, is this here?” Another boy jumped up, a little concerned that he didn’t have the first energy to recover. His movements were a bit big, and when he fell, he held the ground with his hands, and the muscles collapsed too tightly, causing pain.

“That’s right, the Dragon Sacrifice Platform.” The young man named Ye Ting groped on the platform at the top of the stone pillar with both hands. Under his fingers, traces of emerald green light appeared, which were the traces of Rune.

In Fengzhou, there is only the magic door, and Taoism and Sanskrit are extinct. Seeing the rune light up, the other two tired girls also sat up reluctantly. The two girls were similar in appearance, and at the age of twelve or thirteen, they still looked slender. On his body is a coat made of rough animal skins, with animal tendons tied around his waist, and a short cock hanging on it, so he can’t see the slightest graceful posture.

Regardless of male or female, this is the dress of most people in Beihuang.

“Little Leaf…” The slightly taller girl watched Ye Ting’s movements nervously, and at the top of the entire stone pillar, the rune lighted up one after another. Ye Ting’s face became paler.

It doesn’t take any mana to wake up the Dragon Sacrificial Platform, but the people of Beihuang have no inheritance at all, and they can’t save much vitality by persevering in their life. Besides, Ye Ting is only a 12- or 13-year-old boy.

“Xinjun, don’t disturb Xiaoye.” Another girl also had a nervous look between her eyebrows, discouraging her companion.

The girl named Xinjun bit her lip and said to the tall boy, “Wolf Creek, it’s time to take out the things!”

“It’s not time yet.” The boy named Langxi put his hand on a skin on his waist. The skin is rough, but there are red lines wrapped around it again and again. This red line is crystal clear. At first glance, it will make people short of breath, rapid heartbeat, and unable to control themselves.

Ye Ting did not force, but stopped, gasping for breath. Such a rest made the lighted rune slowly extinguish. He calculated silently in his heart, comparing the time when he recovered his vitality and the time when the rune was extinguished, he already had an 80% certainty to wake up the Dragon Sacrificial Platform.

For any magician monk, this is a simple matter. As long as you have the level of the third level of Qi refining, you can easily do it. The only function of the rune on the dragon sacrificial platform is to remind the demon dragon that there is a sacrifice coming.

“One hour.” Ye Ting simply said four words when he recovered his vitality.

Wolf Creek nodded, but did not speak. After an hour of waiting, he could afford it. In order to worship at the gate of Yulong City, he followed his father in cultivation since he was a child.

No, that’s not cultivation. For the Demon Sect cultivator, it’s just rough body forging, and 10,000 years of forging is not comparable to the vitality accumulated by Demon Sect’s ten years of practice.

Beihuang is located at the northern end of the entire Fengzhou, north of the Red River, and there are few human races. Beihuang lacks vitality and is not suitable for monks of any sect. However, every ten years, Dragon Control City will send monks to cross the Red River, go to Beihuang to find suitable young people to practice, join Dragon Control City, and become Demon Sect disciples.

Langxi missed the selection of Dragon City, wait another ten years? He is only twenty-four years old, and Dragon Control City will not ask anyone over sixteen to enter. After sixteen years of age and then practice, not to mention the formation of elixir, the twelve-story building of the foundation cannot be completed. No matter how high the talent is, if he misses the age to lay the foundation, he will definitely be stuck in the realm of the sixth floor.

Regardless of whether it is a magic door or a Taoist door, the monks are divided into four realms, foundation building, core formation, infant realm, and virtual realm.

In the realm of foundation building, it is necessary to break through the twelve-layered building. There is no monk who has broken through the sixth floor, and his lifespan is only a hundred years. Still just mortals.

There is only Buddhism, and there is no question of whether it is sooner or later to practice.

Langxi, Xinjun, Longyin, and Ye Ting were the four. Langxi was the oldest, who happened to be fourteen years old, and Ye Ting was the youngest, who was twelve years old. Waiting for the next ten years, there is no hope to worship Dragon City. They don’t understand why Yulongcheng has to go to Beihuang to select disciples every ten years. They don’t have the right to question, they can only think of ways.

It’s not that Dragon Control City doesn’t give people a chance. People from Beihuang, as long as you can cross the Red River and go directly to Dragon Control City, and you are not over sixteen years old, Dragon Control City will make an exception to recruit you as a disciple.

Langxi waited patiently for Ye Ting to wake up all the runes. There were originally more than four of them. These four were the leaders of the village boys. The rest of the teenagers died in the last action.

A Caishenke living in the northern wasteland was ambushed by the teenagers, killed, and took the blood ginseng of the Caishenke. The best offering that teenagers can find is this blood ginseng. If the blood ginseng can’t satisfy the dragon, there is no way for Langxi.

There are hundreds of households in the village, and all the teenagers, only four of them are left. If they can’t cross the Red River, they can’t go back to the village, and they can only wander in the Beihuang. The four teenagers in the Northern Wilderness, I am afraid that they will not survive for three years.

Is this gamble worth it? For Wolf Creek, it’s not a problem. If he can form an elixir, he is the elder of Yulongcheng, with brocade clothes and jade food, and his life expectancy is 800 yuan.

The so-called mortal life span of one hundred years is a theoretical value. How many people in the wasteland can live beyond the age of fifty?

As for the Infant Realm, with a lifespan of 3,000, Langxi never thought about it. The city lord of Yulong City is just an infant cultivator, and his goal is very simple, stop being a mortal. Ever since he was sensible, he has watched the warriors in the village die in the wasteland one by one, fighting with wild beasts year after year. This is also the only ending.

The only purpose of living in the village is to eat in one bite.

Ye Ting’s sweat flowed down his back, and his arms were already soaked. On the ground, he didn’t know how many handprints stained his sweat. In an hour, no more or less, all the runes on the dragon sacrificial platform lit up.

The eyes of the four young men and women looked at the Dragon City on the other side.

Whoa!

This sound was like a thunderbolt, and I saw a shocking wave in the middle of the Red River without any warning. The huge wave rushed into the sky and then separated. Langxi and the others trembled. In the huge wave, they saw a dragon head.

The knowledge of the young man is limited, and he did not know that it was just a Jiaolong, which gave birth to a pair of short horns. They are just afraid, the dragon is still five miles away, and their noses are already full of fishy smell.

boom!

Jiaolong’s body twisted at will, and the monstrous waves had already pressed against the Dragon Sacrificial Platform. With the impact of the water waves, the stench had entered his heart, and Langxi couldn’t stand, so he knelt down directly.

The dragon head was high, and he came to the dragon sacrificial platform and looked down at the four teenagers. Behind the dragon’s head, where the back of the Jiaolong started, an iron cable penetrated the dragon’s scale and locked the keel. The iron cable collapsed straight, and the other end passed through the vast water vapor and was fixed on the city wall of Dragon Control City.

The Dragon City is truly worthy of its name.

Ye Ting raised his head and looked directly into Jiaolong’s eyes. He was very tired, and his body was soaked in sweat. Facing Jiaolong, he didn’t know why he was not afraid. If it wasn’t for exhaustion, he even wanted to stand up and touch Jiaolong’s nose.

Jiaolong’s nose twitched, and Langxi pulled the skin off his waist at this time and offered it with both hands.

“What is this?” Jiaolong said. As a monster, the dragon family has no horizontal bones and can speak human words. It was the first time that Langxi and the others had heard an alien speak, and the first shock was quite strong.

“This is… a sacrifice for Lord Dragon God.” Langxi replied tremblingly, holding back the space in his heart. The two girls are already soft and numb, where can they talk.

“Lord Dragon God?” In Jiaolong’s eyes, there was sarcasm that the young man couldn’t understand. If he is the Dragon God, how could he be locked in Dragon City.

The teenagers did not dare to speak, for fear of colliding with the Dragon God. Even if Ye Ting had no fear in his heart, it was the same. At least he still needs to cross the Red River, and he has to rely on the huge monster in front of him.

In Ye Ting’s mind, Jiaolong was just a stronger monster.

“Do you want to cross the river?” Jiaolong’s mouth produced a suction, and the wolf brook’s skin flew directly into its mouth and disappeared.

“Exactly.” Langxi replied quickly, somewhat used to the pressure of Jiaolong.

“Just this sacrifice?”

Jiaolong’s answer made the hearts of the four of them sink. Sure enough, blood ginseng cannot satisfy the Dragon God. But they also know that with their own strength, there is no good way to get better sacrifices.

“What else do you want, let’s get it!” Ye Ting rolled over and sat up, looking directly into Jiaolong’s eyes.

Seemingly feeling Ye Ting’s disrespect, Jiaolong lowered his head, his nose almost pressed against Ye Ting’s face, and said, “I want your soul.”

“No!” The two girls struggled to get up at this time, grabbed Ye Ting’s sleeve, and pulled back. Jiaolong wanted to eat Ye Ting, which made the two of them instantly forget their fear.

“It doesn’t matter.” Jiaolong raised his head again, keeping a distance from the teenagers. His eyes looked at Wolf Creek.

“Wait!” Wolf Creek cried.

“What are you doing!” The two girls looked at Wolf Creek angrily. Since the age of seven or eight, everyone has been collecting around the village, catching some bugs to feed their stomachs, not to mention, in order to obtain blood ginseng this time, in that fierce battle, Ye Ting shot one after another, saving their lives several times.

Langxi ignored Xinjun, but looked at Ye Ting. Ye Ting’s eyes still had no emotional fluctuations. He nodded slowly and said, “Langxi also rescued me. It should be… one more time. This is what I owe him.”

“Ye Ting!” Longyin’s little hand grabbed his sleeve tightly, not knowing what to say.

Langxi watched the three people entangle, and there was no guilt in his eyes. He said to Ye Ting, “I owe you this time.”

“Wolf Creek, you are ungrateful!” Long Yin couldn’t help but scolded.

Langxi said coldly: “If Lord Dragon God wants my soul, I’m willing to replace Ye Ting. In order to come here, do you remember how many people died! No one can’t be sacrificed for cultivation!”

Xinjun and Longyin couldn’t refute. In order to kill Caishenke, all the little friends died in battle, leaving only the four of them. If you turn around and leave, you will be sorry for all the companions who died before.

Ye Ting shook his sleeves, wiped sweat on his face, and stood up. He was ready to die, without fear or cowardice, nor with a sense of generosity.

“Lord Dragon God, why don’t you eat me?” Xinjun almost clenched his teeth and said this sentence, she trembled as she spoke.

Xinjun said this, and looked at Langxi viciously. She knew that what Langxi said was right, but she had liked Ye Ting since she was a child, and since she was ten years old, she wanted to give birth to a child for him. (The novel “Magic Authentic” will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lucky draw gift for everyone! Open WeChat now, click the “+” sign on the upper right to “Add a friend”, and search for the public Number “qdread” and pay attention, hurry up!)