The main altar of shamanism is in the cave at the back of Changbai Mountain. The altar here has been cleaned. Under the altar, more than a dozen shamanism disciples are guarding 32 people. These 32 people are very complicatedly dressed, and everyone is wearing something different.
They are all the same, the only thing that is the same is that they are all in ragged clothes and they are all blindfolded.
"Great Elder, everyone has been brought here, and the sacrifices can begin at any time."
The inner disciple of the shamanism walked up to the great elder, saluted respectfully, and whispered to the great elder. The reason why he did not speak loudly was that the voice was too high and it did not appear to be very respectful. Secondly, he
He also didn't want the sacrificed people to hear it. After all, he wasn't sure what the great elder was thinking. What if the great elder didn't want these people to know.
"Well, okay, got it."
The great elder did not look at him, and kept looking at the altar. This altar was very large, a circular altar. He measured it with his eyes and found that the diameter of the top ring of the circular altar was about fifteen steps in length.
The outer circle at the bottom is about twenty-one steps, with a total of nine steps.
The great elder looked at the clean altar, stepped up the nine steps, and walked up to the altar step by step.
The great elder came to the top floor. In the middle of this floor, which is also the center point of the circular altar, there is a circular platform floating in the air. This platform is only the size of a palm. On top of the circular platform is
There is a depression, with nine irregular round holes distributed in the middle of the depression. These round holes are all transparent, and the glimmer of light from the top can be seen from the bottom.
The great elder looked at the floating small round platform. He knew that this round platform was used to place the five-color sacred stone of the Shaman Saint. The bottom of the round platform was where the energy was received, which meant that the bottom was where the recipient was.
Around this central point, densely packed runes continue to extend. Some of these runes have been seen by the great elders, some are familiar to them, and some have never seen them at all. The runes are very dense. Among such dense runes,
, there are actually eight blank spaces, these eight blank spaces correspond to the eight directions of the center point, and these eight runic blank spaces are exactly where the sacrifices are.
"Mingzhao, tonight is when you will become enlightened. After four rounds of sacrifices, you will definitely become an elder-level master, and you may even become a master among the elders."
The first elder looked at the black-robed shaman disciple in front of him. He felt very complicated. It was he who agreed with the second elder to use the soul stone on the disciple. Now the disciple could clearly feel that he had a mental problem.
He felt that this disciple had been harmed by him. Although he was ruthless to others, he could not be cruel to these shaman disciples, his own people, and his juniors.
"Yes, I will do it tonight, and I have to thank the great elder."
The black-robed shaman disciple looked at the dot in the middle of the altar. There was a small round platform suspended above it. This round platform was about one meter away from the altar. It only reached the chest of an adult. Don't even think about it while standing.
I can sit cross-legged and meditate under this round platform.
When the black-robed disciple heard the First Elder's words, he actually felt bad. He did not faint that day. Although the Second Elder tried to make him faint, but because he had just used the Soul Pearl, he was in high spirits.
, was not stunned by the second elder, but clearly heard the conversation of the four elders.
He heard what the elders said about the disadvantages of soul beads. When he returned to the shaman altar to recuperate, he even went to the collection cave to look for records about soul beads. It also clearly recorded the origin of soul beads.
The pros and cons of soul beads.
Through these classics, he clearly realized that he was destined to have no good results. It was recorded in the classics that anyone who had used the soul beads could not quit, not to mention the sequelae of the soul beads recorded in them, which would lead to madness after a certain period of use.
, the only ending is that the human soul becomes a puppet, wandering in the Land of Spiritual Silence forever and ever, becoming a part of the Land of Spiritual Silence, and becoming the nutrient for the expansion of the Land of Spiritual Silence.
Although he was unwilling to do so, after reading some books these days, he had a clear understanding. After all, things were already like this. The solution for now was to maximize his own interests and squeeze out his own value.
If he doesn't listen to the great elder, he will probably kill him quietly and make him disappear without anyone noticing. If he listens to the great elder, he can still live a happy life. If he himself dies in the battle,
, his family will also receive preferential treatment from shamanism, and he is not at a loss.
"Mingzhao, our sect will not treat you badly. Although I used soul beads on you in order to obtain information before, it was a last resort. However, the situation is urgent and it is urgent. And you are the only one who knows the details. I also have no choice.
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When the great elder heard the black-robed shaman disciple say thank you to the great elder, it felt a little harsh. People are like this. When you feel sorry for him, what he says always sounds wrong to you, and you always feel that he is insinuations.
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The Great Elder felt this way just now. He looked at the shaman disciple in front of him, called his name, and his tone of voice softened, with a gentle tone and a little guilt.
"Great Elder, you don't have to be like this. You have been kind enough to me and helped me cover up a lot of things. I know in my heart that it would be a lie to say that I don't resent you, but I see it now. Isn't that what life is like?
"Either you live a vigorous life, or you stay famous for hundreds of years. In short, you cannot remain unknown all your life."
When the black-robed shaman disciple said this, he raised his head slightly and looked at the top of the cave, but his eyes gradually became blurred. He was obviously not looking at the cave.
"I didn't have this opportunity before. I thought I was destined to be a passer-by, the kind of passer-by whose life and death are not known to anyone."
Because of the problem of raising his head, the hood of this black-robed disciple slowly slipped down, revealing the head of this black-robed disciple.
He has black hair, a few strands of white hair on his forehead, a thin face, a pointed chin, upturned mouth corners, thin lips, a slender nose, a straight nose bridge, sunken cheeks, sunken eye sockets, and very bright eyes.
There was a bright light from time to time, and no matter how energetic the eyes were, you could feel that the man's eyes were shining, and the power of his soul was overflowing.
"Now, I have an opportunity, an opportunity to be remembered, an opportunity to be recorded in the history of shamanism, and even an opportunity to have the entire mysterious world remember me. In fact, I am very grateful to you now, big
Elder."
The black-robed shaman disciple raised his head and became more and more excited as he spoke. He unconsciously opened his arms and made a gesture of embracing the world. He closed his eyes as if he was really enjoying himself.
After saying these words, he put away his hands and turned to look at the elder shaman.