"This heavenly prisoner's ability to travel across all realms is indeed strong enough, and he directly brought me into the long-ago era of Shang."
Xu Tong found that without the constraints of the script, he felt like he was jumping out of the chessboard here.
Perhaps this is a gift from his father to himself. Even if he has not become a so-called player, with this item card, he can ignore the constraints of the gods and travel around the world at will.
Of course, this understanding can also be reversed, such as at this moment.
Thinking of this, Xu Tong looked at Shen Gongbao standing aside and rolled his eyes: "Bad luck!"
I never dreamed that I would meet this unlucky guy just walking around.
The words "Fellow Taoist, please stay" made Xu Tong feel uncomfortable all over. There was nothing he could do about it. The power of these words was so great that it made him feel a little frightened.
He even once wondered if this sentence was the way to activate some kind of magic. Just like Baishan Kou, it looked polite but actually hid murderous intent.
So he stopped running and accepted his fate and walked with this guy.
He wouldn't be able to bear this guy chasing after him, shouting while chasing him.
"Fellow Taoist Mei, I see that you have a pure Yang body, pure and flawless. I wonder if you have a teacher?"
"No! I'm just a casual cultivator with no family or sect."
"Oh, that fellow Taoist is practicing on that mountain, does he have a fixed cave?"
"Wandering around the world, calling home all over the world."
"Ah hahahaha, how wonderful, how wonderful, fellow Taoist Mei is indeed a true immortal, I am so envious of you."
Shen Gongbao pinched his long beard, laughed loudly, and then changed his words:
"Um... I have a junior sister, Fairy Yuehua, who has a pure yin body. If her Taoist friends don't give up, I will go and make peace with her. If we achieve happiness and form a Taoist couple, then the yin and yang will be harmonious. Wouldn't it be beautiful?
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Xu Tong's mouth twitched, he had only known Shen Gongbao for a day, and this guy had almost sold off all colors of his junior sister's underwear.
Seeing this guy's rhetoric, Xu Tong was suspicious. Fairy Yuehua was true, but if she wasn't Shen Gongbao's junior sister, she would have to make two claims.
I'm afraid this guy took advantage of the information gap and went around as a matchmaker. It's his credit for success, or he made a lot of friends.
Hmm...I learned it.
But don't mention it, given Shen Gongbao's character, it's no wonder he has so many friends.
But having said that, he was also very curious as to whether there really was a dispute between interception and interpretation of the religion, and whether he could meet the rumored leader of Tongtian Cult during this trip.
Of course, it turned out that he was overthinking it. After Xu Tong asked tentatively, he found out that there was no such person as the Tongtian Cult Master.
However, Sanqing does exist, but at this moment Sanqing is not as respected as the ancestor of immortality in later generations.
At this moment, Sanqing calls himself Sanqing Taoist, but not many people in the world know about it. Shen Gongbao also heard about it accidentally and found their preaching ideas very interesting, so he wanted to listen to it.
This actually made Xu Tong feel a little excited.
Sanqing, that will be the highest god of Taoism in the future, and I can only be called a little immortal in front of them. If I can get a few words of advice from these three big guys, it may be of great help to my strength.
Thinking of this, Xu Tong inevitably started to feel excited.
While the two of them were talking, they had already walked out of the mountains and forests into the secular world.
At the beginning, everything was peaceful and calm.
But not long after walking, Xu Tong discovered that hundreds of ghosts walk at night, and the ghost country is in full swing. It's all childish. Looking around, there are countless wandering ghosts in the plains, mountains and forests.
There are too many of these lonely ghosts, and sometimes they are so dark that they are like locusts passing through, forming a huge haze, swaying toward the east.
When the two of them arrived in the town, Xu Tong originally wanted to find something to eat and taste the special delicacies here.
As a result, once he entered the city, he discovered that this era was more bloody and cruel than he thought.
To sum it up in one sentence, gods and demons dance together, and it is difficult to distinguish between humans and ghosts.
On the streets, statues of gods can be seen everywhere, and worshipers carrying various exquisite instruments are walking in the streets and alleys.
A group of slaves were pushed into the square.
"Fight! Cut! Cut!"
When the people around him saw this scene, they gathered around and shouted as if they were crazy.
The so-called "cutting" here means beheading, but here it is more of a ritual.
"These are ordinary Dongyi people."
Shen Gongbao saw Xu Tong's strange expression, but he misunderstood: "Infertile slaves cannot be sent to Yindu. Only the tribal leaders and nobles of Dongyi can be sent to Yindu as tribute to the gods."
Hearing Shen Gongbao's words, Xu Tong became even more confused and lowered his voice and asked him: "Is this kind of sacrifice very common?"
"Common? It's about right. Where do you want to look specifically?"
Shen Gongbao then raised his fingers and started counting for Xu Tong.
"There are not that many remote places like this. They are nothing more than shrines, altars, and ridges."
The so-called, She, Shi, Altar, and Hom are the four ways of offering sacrifices.
The community is dedicated to grain farming.
This indicates that the sacrificial tribe is prosperous.
The altar is dedicated to the sun.
Kan is to worship the moon.
Each kind of sacrifice has different methods, but there is only one tribute, a person!
The only difference may be the identities of these people. The more precious the identities, the higher the standards of the sacrifices.
Therefore, the word "sacrifice" has the so-called meaning of holding meat in one's hands.
Shen Gongbao got excited and said to Xu Tong: "But these are small scenes. There is no way to compare with the big scenes in Yindu. The sacrifices in Yindu are more spectacular. Killing tens of thousands of people at one time can attract the gods from all directions to bless them."
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"hiss!!!"
Even if it was Xu Tong, when he heard this scene, he couldn't help but feel numb: "Where did so many people come from to make sacrifices?"
"Well, sometimes when the sacrifices are low, the lives of nobles must be used to make up for it. And the more precious the life, the more valuable the sacrifice, especially the noble girls."
Shen Gongbao was completely unaware of the coolness in Xu Tong's eyes. Instead, he told him about several noble girls who had been sacrificed by the Shang king in recent years.
At this time, the sacrificial ceremony in the square had begun.
The heads were chopped off one by one, and the heads were neatly placed aside, and then the residents of the entire town began to dance as if they were crazy.
At this moment, the figure of a god actually appeared in the sky above the city. The huge god's image, like a giant holding the sky, splashed crystal rain and dew with satisfaction amidst the carnival and dancing of everyone.
It's just that Xu Tong no longer has the patience to watch anymore. This kind of bloody scene makes him feel very uncomfortable.
Originally, he wanted to taste the delicacies and specialties here, but now he has no appetite at all.
After leaving the town, Xu Tong casually shot a bison in the mountains and forests, then took out the Meng soup pot and prepared to cook the meat.
Xu Tong has all the skills of Buddhism, Taoism, martial arts, and even some Confucianism.
But only when it comes to cooking...well, it's an unspeakable pain, as if he was born without the cells to cook.
Talking about this matter has already become a pain point in Xu Tong's heart.
Fortunately, Shen Gongbao was good at this. Seeing Xu Tong staring at the pot and not knowing what to do for a moment, he simply took over the chef's task and started to help Xu Tong handle it.
The chef didn't dare to say anything about how to deal with the ox, but his movements were swift and clean, and he could handle the bison cleanly in just three or five strokes.
I happened to have some seasonings on hand. Although Shen Gongbao's cooking skills were average, with the addition of seasonings and the blessing of the Meng soup pot, the aroma soon became more and more fragrant.
Even Shen Gongbao didn't expect that his cooking skills could be so good. The two of them sat in the forest and feasted, and Xu Tong took out the wine pot [Shensha].
The wine in [Sinking Sand] is originally Meizhuang's century-old wine, but now it is placed in the vessel [Sinking Sand]. After being blessed by its passive skills and settling, the taste becomes even more unique.
"This wine..."
Shen Gongbao slowly tasted it carefully, and the more he tasted it, the more sad his face became.
It feels like I'm not drinking, but more like taking medicine. The more I drink, the more bitter it becomes. It's not that the wine is bad, it's just that the taste of the wine is too strange.
When I put a glass of wine into my throat, I felt that the wine was strong, mellow and thick. I savored it carefully, but at the last moment it entered my stomach, it drifted away like flying sand. When I tried to savor it again, it was gone.
smell.
It feels more like a miserable life, with life, old age, illness and death, and an unpredictable fate. Only when the doom has come will we be willing to repent, but it is too late.
The two drank and ate meat at the same time. Finally, they drank several bowls of steaming beef soup, and the meat and soup were completely eaten by the two of them.
After a trip to the forest lawn, the passive effect of the Meng soup pot also appeared.
Passive skill 1: Forgetting worries
Drink the soup from the pot and forget about the worries in your heart. Drink three bowls of soup and you will be carefree from now on.
Xu Tong's mood gradually relaxed, and he gradually came out of the haze of the fool. Instead, his thoughts suddenly became particularly light: "The fool is not dead. It doesn't matter that the past cannot be changed, and the future cannot be trusted. The emperor deliberately changed the time of the underworld.
The tampering happened ten thousand years later, but that is not the only ending, it is just one of the endings. In other words, I still have a chance to save the fool."
In other words, this itself is a hint from Fujun to himself.
"Junior sister...Junior sister..."
While Xu Tong was thinking about this, Shen Gongbao was already talking in his sleep. This guy drank a lot of wine, and now he lay down on the ground and fell asleep.
Just looking at his appearance, it looks more like he has triggered another passive of Meng Tang Guo, Meng Hui.
Passive skill 2: Dream recall
There are many tears on the road to Huangquan, joys and sorrows, separation and love, hatred and ignorance, a pipa and a suona, and I smile and sigh when I recall my dream.
But seeing Shen Gongbao sleeping so soundly, Xu Tong's mind moved, and a thought flew out of his eyebrows, floating on Shen Gongbao's body, and in a moment, it escaped into Shen Gongbao's eyebrows.
"Dreamwalk!"
When the skill Dream Walk was activated, Xu Tong's thoughts immediately appeared in Shen Gongbao's dream.
