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Chapter 172 alternate

Zhang Yu stood on top of a severely cracked stone platform with his sleeves down, looking at the broken scenery in front of him.

The location under his feet was originally an altar, which was also the highest point of the entire ruins. But now, the former beauty and majesty have been replaced by withering and dilapidation, and have been buried deep in this dense forest, and are no longer there.

People care.

However, in his eyes at this moment, the things around him, including stone paths, buildings, canals, and gardens, were slowly beginning to recover. Those decayed trees and flowers were blooming again, and gurgling spring water was flowing again in the beautiful city.

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Aboriginal people wearing various light woven robes walked on the spacious stone road. From time to time, children would chase and play and cross the road, attracting scoldings from adults.

Many female priests dressed in white robes and woven garlands, who had been bathed and cleaned, came to the bottom of the altar with solemn steps, carrying exquisite gold vessels.

The old priest, who was gorgeously dressed, wearing a feather crown on his head and gold ornaments on his chest, walked past him and faced the sacrifices to the gods on the altar.

However, all of this was finally submerged by a bloody light, and when the bloody light emerged, the magnificence and magnificence also decayed and collapsed.

He stretched out his hand, and a falling leaf fell into his palm, and then turned into ashes in an instant.

Things in the world have their ups and downs. Even without these, this ancient city will one day be buried in the long river of history as time goes by.

And even those gods who claim to be eternal cannot escape the rotation of the era. When they are far away from belief and worship, they will naturally enter sleep, or even be awakened again on the altar one day, and then change their identities.

Return to the human world, or even die silently, never to be known again.

Fortunately, in Tianxia, ​​there is still a way to practice Taoism. Those who seek to achieve Taoism can achieve true immortality in body, mind and mind.

But that alone is not enough.

While he was looking at the past and present, the intertwined scenery of illusion and reality, a deliberately restrained light flashed through, and Xu Chengtong's figure appeared in front of him. He bowed and said carefully: "Guard, that tribe Xu Chengtong

I'm under control now, what other orders does the patrol have?"

Zhang Yudao: "I understand, you stay there first, I will arrive later."

Xu Chengtong said yes and bowed to him again. With a flash of light, his figure dispersed. The one who came here just now was just a soul shadow.

After Zhang Yu stood for a moment, he called Qing Shu up and said a few words. Then he looked in a certain direction, and there was a bright starlight flashing outside him, and then he disappeared from the place.

He followed the traces of Qi left by Xu Chengtong, and not long after, he came to a mountain with many tents stationed there.

Standing here are indigenous tribesmen holding bows and arrows. They are looking around with vigilant eyes, but at this moment, everyone is motionless, not just them, but also the trees and grass here, like a

It's like a frozen painting.

Zhang Yu didn't pay much attention to this, and walked slowly, passing through the still figures one after another, and reached the top of the mountain.

Xu Chengtong was waiting there with the girl, but the girl looked at the tribesmen around her, her deer-like eyes full of fear and worry.

When Xu Chengtong saw him coming, he bowed respectfully and said, "Guard."

When the girl saw him, she wanted to speak, but she still didn't dare and just knelt down.

Zhang Yu nodded to Xu Chengtong, and he walked forward until he came to the extinguished bonfire in the middle. Two people could be seen sitting here.

That was exactly the indigenous woman and the masked man seen in the girl's mind. The two seemed to be talking about something at the moment, and their faces still maintained the same expression at that moment.

With a change of heart, he solved the arrangement set by Xu Chengtong, and everything around him returned to flow again.

The two people in front of them were still talking naturally, unaware of the interruption just now.

But after the man wearing the mask said a few words, he felt something was wrong. He glanced to the side with some confusion. After seeing Zhang Yu, he was startled for a moment, and then the figure that was not covered by the mask

There was a look of extreme fear in his eyes, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

The indigenous woman also realized that something was wrong at this moment. Her eyes were stern at first, but after feeling the power as powerful as the blazing sun, she decisively got down from the wooden stake and knelt on the ground.

Zhang Yu looked at the masked man and said quietly: "Are you from the Restoration of Gods?"

The man wearing the mask was speechless at this moment. As if he was grasping the last straw, he reached out with trembling hands, trying to grab the jade pendant on his chest.

Zhang Yu watched his movements calmly, without any intention of stopping him.

The man wearing the mask may have been too frightened. After several attempts, he finally caught the jade pendant, but when he touched it, it shattered with a click, and he only touched a handful of powder.

His eyes fell in horror, as he watched the powder in his hand fall rustlingly, and his body couldn't help but slump to the ground, as if he had lost all his strength.

Zhang Yu did not pay attention to this person anymore, but moved his eyes away and looked at the indigenous woman. Although the latter buried her head deeply, she still felt his gaze. She immediately said: "Packert pays homage to the great

The gods of Tianxia.”

Zhang Yu could tell that this was a descendant of a god who had inspired spirituality, but most of the tribal leaders in the dense forest had this identity, otherwise they would not be able to survive here.

He said: "You asked your daughter to come to me, are you ready to give up her original bloodline?"

The indigenous woman said respectfully: "Yes, we don't want to fall into the arms of the barbaric gods anymore, and I don't like their bloodshed and killing.

My tribe and I just want a peaceful and stable life, and we are willing to offer our loyalty and sacrifice to the great Tianxia God forever."

Zhang Yuping said: "We don't need to sacrifice. You told your daughter that happiness belongs to you, not from others or gods. So the life you expect must be obtained by yourself, but you must also

Are you ready to give up?"

The indigenous woman took off the Tianxia ax from her waist, slowly raised her head with both hands, and said: "Your will, God's will."

Zhang Yu understood that this move meant that the other party was willing to give up everything in front of him in exchange for the blessing of the gods.

The cognition of these indigenous people was formed over a long period of survival and life, and it is impossible to change it instantly. It requires long-term guidance and adjustment, so he did not correct anything and only said: "Take your tribe with you."

Migrate westward and get out of the pass, and someone will make arrangements for you."

Every word he said echoed directly in the heart of the indigenous woman. The latter tried her best to shrink and lower her body, and said: "Your humble servant must obey the oracle."

Zhang Yu looked in a certain direction at this time, and the soil there instantly stirred up, and then a palm-sized statue of a different god flew out from the ground and floated in front of his eyes.

This tribe once believed in a strange god named "Payawenr", and now they are preparing to resurrect it, so the statue of the god as a carrier has been prepared for a long time, and they are just waiting for a blood sacrifice guided by the correct method.

When the Blood Sun Divine Kingdom invaded various tribes, many strange gods, including "Paya Wen'er", were deprived of their faith and forced into a long sleep, just waiting for the awakening of the descendants of the gods.

Most of the ancient statues soaked in their power were originally smashed and broken by the Blood Sun Kingdom, but there are always some fish that slipped through the net and remained.

For example, the one in front of you has been kept among the tribe because it is small and easy to hide.

It can be said that those tribes that surrendered to the Blood Sun would do this to a greater or lesser extent. Some of them did so out of their own fanatical beliefs, while others actually just wanted to leave a way out for themselves.

Zhang Yu reached out and held the statue at this time, and the heat contained on it was continuously absorbed into his body.

Perhaps it is the last sustenance of this alien god in the human world. Perhaps this is because this alien god is old and powerful enough, and the source energy contained in it is also very abundant.

After a period of time, the slightest crack appeared on the statue, but at the same time, the statue let out waves of unwilling roars and begging whines. The sound gradually declined, and finally with the broken statue,

The powder scattered together into the wind on the high ridge.

The body of the indigenous woman was trembling slightly at this time. The divine bloodline clearly made her feel the decline of the main god's power, and the traces left by thousands of years of history were gradually fading away.

She also heard the wails from "Payawenr" and felt his powerlessness.

In her opinion, this is the transition of divine power.

The new gods severed their faith in the old gods, and in this dense forest, such things have been repeated.

At this moment, she was grateful for her choice and rejoiced that she had been blessed by a powerful god.

But she didn't know that the tribe's upcoming lifestyle, her past experiences and cognitive methods would soon no longer apply.

And such changes, besides them, there are more tribes that are also undergoing these changes.

Only then did Zhang Yu look at the slumped masked man again.

In the past, when he was in the East Courtyard, he had also come into contact with people from the Restoration of Gods Society, but because of the relative lack of means at that time, and the presence of spiritual shackles on the Restoration of Gods, he was not able to get much from this generation.

thing.

But now it's different.

His eyes flashed slightly, and then penetrated through the person's eyes, easily destroying the spiritual shackles that bound the person, and saw all the way into the depths of the person's mind.








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