Xie Qiao felt as if her body and mind were in torment. There were many protective talismans on her body, but they were not of much use. Her eyes were filled with dark energy, and she kept chanting. In this yin-yang imbalance formation, it was burning hot, it was very uncomfortable.
Then, she could see the innate qi of those children.
She worked hard to pull it back bit by bit.
On the altar, there was an extremely good piece of jade, which was also playing a role.
For the first few days, Xie Qiao was still relatively relaxed, but as time went on, he became more and more exhausted.
During the day, Yang energy was strong, which was good for the ritual. At night, she could have a simple rest, but she did not dare to slack off. She ate less and slept less, afraid that if there was anything wrong, all her previous efforts would be wasted.
On the seventh day, at the foot of the mountain, Xie Pinggang looked as if he was going to kill someone.
