At midnight the next day, the sun was shining brightly in the sky.
On Xuanyuan Mountain, which towers into the clouds, you can't feel the slightest bit of heat.
The mountain breeze blew the majestic and solemn atmosphere further away to Liangzhou.
Lingzun Hall.
The highest palace built on Xuanyuan Mountain, a place dedicated to worshiping the golden beast.
At this time, there were many figures on the Qilin Platform in front of the hall. There were a total of three thousand people, wearing the clothes of their respective sects, heading towards the main hall in a uniform manner.
The wind has stopped and the mountains are quiet.
Gong Shuwei stood alone on the top of the hundred-story jade stairs, dressed in gold and domineering, and uttered a thunderous voice:
"Comrades, the ancestor worship ceremony has begun, please invite the sacred vessels!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Gongshu Wei suddenly turned around and raised his hands to his head. In an instant, golden light diffused, and the pure karma shook the air around him.
Suddenly, a beam of golden light flew out from the dark Lingzun Hall, and the golden light shot straight into the sky, dazzling like the birth of a new sun.
Gong Shuwei turned around again, moved his hands quickly, and made more than a dozen golden handprints in succession. The brilliant golden light quickly fell, and a red gold cauldron suddenly appeared above the Qilin Platform.
At this moment, the three thousand disciples of Xuanyuan Mountain stood up in awe and looked at the golden tripod, with indescribable respect and awe in their eyes and expressions.
Only in the southwest corner, there was a Tianxing Sect disciple whose eyes were full of indifference, which was extremely disharmonious.
The ancestor worship ceremony can be said to be one of the most important missions of all the sects in Xuanyuan Mountain, even more critical than the survival of each sect.
The Tianxing Sect disciple stared at the Jinding "unscrupulously" for a while before looking away.
This person is naturally Bai Yunsheng.
This tripod is exactly what Zhu Lian said is the only key to climbing to the top of Xuanyuan Mountain. It is the artifact given by the Qilin beast - the gilded divine tripod. It is also the most sacred object in the entire Ganze continent - Xuanyuan Mountain.
"Actually, the ancestor worship ceremony was arranged by Lord Divine Beast, but no one knows its purpose. If you want to enter the legendary Qilin realm, the only way is to use the gilded tripod..."
Zhu Lian's words yesterday were like the wind in his ears. Now on the Qilin Platform, Bai Yunsheng was recalling, paying attention, and making plans.
"Take the essence and blood of thousands of people and offer sacrifices to the stone ancestors of all generations, seeking peace and stability for a hundred years."
When Bai Yunsheng finished recalling the last words, Gong Shuwei slowly raised his arms, and everyone's eyes followed him towards the divine tripod.
Suddenly, the gilded cauldron flew into the deep space like a thunderous giant.
The three thousand practitioners on the Qilin Platform instantly turned into thousands of meters of colorful light and followed them.
"Hoo ho ho ho."
The wind blows in my ears.
Bai Yunsheng did not resist the pull of the divine cauldron. After a short period of adaptation, before he had time to judge the situation, his body suddenly stopped. He hurriedly looked around, and he no longer knew how high he was in the void.
Everyone stood in the sky with nothing under their feet, and there was a strange force supporting them all around.
Looking up, the scene changes.
Passing through the gilt cauldron, Bai Yunsheng's eyes were firmly fixed in the void above his head.
I saw the wind and clouds surging there, as if there were thousands of troops galloping and roaring in the clouds, and the strange clouds were intertwined with lightning and thunder, which was boundless.
But what surprised Bai Yunsheng was that his ears were unusually quiet, and he could not hear any sound of wind, cloud, thunder and lightning.
Only then did he realize that there was a powerful barrier blocking all of this.
The gilded cauldron above was still spinning, and the figure of Gong Shuwei appeared under the cauldron, looking down at the group of solemn and infatuated masters, and shouted like thunder:
"Refining God's Blood!"
The sound of thunder shook Bai Yunsheng's ears.
With the sound of thunder, three thousand strong men made the same handprints with their hands at the same time, drawing different karma and gathered in front of the heavenly spirit. They slowly opened their hands and condensed a drop of bright red blood.
Bai Yunsheng imitated it flawlessly, but all he produced was just a drop of blood.
Soon, three thousand drops of blood of the same size flew out from the heavenly spirits of the practitioners of each sect, lingering in a circle of faint halo, forming a colorful star, floating towards the gilded tripod with divine light, like a group of northern gods.
Return to Guiyan.
Blood beads seeped into the gilded cauldron drop by drop, and the golden light on the cauldron became more solid and deep.
The faces of practitioners who have lost a drop of blood essence are pale to varying degrees - that drop of blood essence contains ten years of karma and cultivation for each of them, and it is no different from cutting off a mortal's flesh.
The lowest cultivation level of the three thousand disciples who participated in the ceremony was at the late stage of the middle camp, and one-tenth of them were the peak experts of the large camp!
It can be said that they are the strongest force in Xuanyuan Mountain.
"Sacrifice to the Holy Ancestor!"
Gongshuwei suppressed the weakness in his heart, and the karma in his hands flowed like gold sand, and he controlled the gilded tripod to fly towards the thunder and lightning above his head.
The gilded tripod has absorbed nearly a hundred thousand years of cultivation - it takes ten years of cultivation for the strong men in the big camp to reach the middle camp for more than a hundred years - now it is coated with a deep layer of dark gold, and the golden tripod is like a giant that has absorbed all the energy.
The black hole was more than ten feet wide, and the picture of the unicorn divine beast with its fangs and claws on the tripod was clearly visible, showing boundless domineering power.
However, just as Jinding broke through the barrier and flew into the turbulent flow, a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the crowd and rushed high into the sky.
The practitioners who had originally focused all their attention on the gilded tripod looked sideways. No one had time to show their shock. The black shadow followed the divine tripod and disappeared into the barrier in a snap.
The wind is calm and the clouds are calm, the thunder is hidden and the lightning is gone.
On the majestic Xuanyuan Mountain, the awkward calm lasted for a few more breaths.
Chaos and confusion arose everywhere.
This is the most sacred ancestor worship ceremony in Xuanyuan Mountain. Who in the world dares to commit such a blasphemy?
Suddenly a stone in the sky aroused a thousand layers of anger.
"Where did you come from! How dare you disrupt the ceremony!?"
The leader of the Luo Xin Sect, Ying Wuqiu, stood in the first row of the queue and shouted back that his cultivation had been in the main camp for a hundred years, and the Luo Xin Sect was also a major sect on Xuanyuan Mountain.
The sound was so loud that even those who hadn't woken up woke up.
Everyone looked left and right, and soon their eyes were fixed on Ouyang Zi, the head of the Tianxing Sect.
"Ouyang Laoer, what do you think of this disciple?"
Dou Cheng, the leader of Wuguo Palace who was also in the camp, also asked sternly. Ouyang Zi, who had not yet entered the camp, was so frightened that he trembled all over and looked left and right, hesitating and unable to say a word.
"quiet!"
Gong Shuwei's voice embodying karma was like the sound of steel, instantly calming down the chaos on the Qilin Platform.
Tianji Sect is the leader of Xuanyuan Mountain, and if something like this happens, they will definitely suffer the most humiliation.
"Even if the person who has just entered the barrier is not an enemy, he is not a friend either. He is hiding in the Tianxing Gate and no one noticed him. His methods must not be weak."
Gong Shuwei thought quickly in his mind: "The Qilin Realm has existed for endless years, and I have never heard of anyone being able to enter it, let alone anyone coming out alive. Could it be that his target is the Gilded Cauldron? No, it's impossible, this divine object
It was passed down by the divine beast and has been refined by our sect, so it is impossible to take it away."
At this moment, thousands of feet high in the sky, it is as quiet as a lake.
The thin air is excluded by the chaotic forces of the five industries, and three thousand practitioners with extremely unstable emotions are waiting for Gongshuwei's order.
But unexpectedly, Gong Shuwei said with a solemn face: "No one will survive if he offends our majesty! I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly and give everyone an explanation. The ancestor worship ceremony has ended. Please come back to me, comrades." Send someone to rest."
After saying that, he signaled the people from Tianji Sect to lead everyone down into the void.
On the Qilin Platform, the three thousand disciples had just started an uproar when they were moved under the clouds by a dozen strong men from the camp.
Zhu Lian, who knew the cause and effect, remained silent. After seeing everyone off, he returned to Qilin Terrace, where Gong Shuwei was still standing there waiting for him.
In order to stay away from other sects, Zhu Lian had secretly sent a message to Gong Shuwei when he left.
"What did you say? It's Bai Yunsheng who went in?!"
When Gong Shuwei heard the truth from Zhu Lian's mouth, even though he was well prepared, his golden eyebrows were still raised in shock, and his voice was sharp: "How does he know the way to enter the holy realm?"
Zhu Lian didn't seem to want to hide it, and immediately admitted his decision.
Gongshuwei said angrily: "Confused! As the weapon-refining elder of our sect, how come you don't know the importance of the Holy Realm? Even with the instructions from the Divine Beast, you can't make such a rash decision!"
Although Gong Shuwei scolded him, his tone was much calmer. He had also been summoned to the Sun Moon Pavilion and he knew a thing or two about Bai Yunsheng's special characteristics.
Zhu Lian said very calmly: "Master, please calm down. I will think carefully before I act. I think helping Bai Yunsheng will do no harm to the Tianji Sect."
"How do you say this?"
Gong Shuwei naturally didn't believe that a small Bai Yunsheng could bring down the largest giant in the Central Plains. But Zhu Lian's next words changed his mind in an instant.