Wu Qi walked to stand between the hundred-headed beast used for sacrifice and the nine-story high platform. He suddenly raised his black cane. A bright pearl on the head of the cane suddenly burst into bright light in the daytime, illuminating the surrounding area.
At this time, Migu got the order to beat the sky drum.
The loud drum beat was just one beat at first, then sounded slowly, and then accelerated.
The sound of drums sounded like the roars of wild men fighting on the battlefield, which made people's blood boil.
"Woooooooooo..."
The drums stopped and the horns started again. The passionate sound that penetrated the bone marrow made the people present couldn't help but hammer their chests hard and shout the real name of the god loudly.
"babble..."
The horn stopped sounding, and Wu Qi let out a long chant that broke through time and space, and then chanted mysterious and inexplicable ancient sayings.
Gong Liang listened carefully, and it seemed to be an ancient saying from the Great Wilderness that was about to disappear. The main idea was: "Great Wilderness God! Your merits are as prominent as the sun in the sky. You use your great blessings to bestow us with boundless merit. Today.
We, the people of the Great Wilderness, offer hundreds of beasts as sacrifices, please come and enjoy them, bring us blessings, good fortune, and keep us safe..."
Gongliang had learned this ancient saying from a witch before, but he was not very familiar with it. Now he hears it vaguely and can only barely understand it.
But I don't know why, when I heard the ancient sayings chanted by Wu Qi, there was an unspeakable throbbing in my blood.
In the imperial palace, a sickly man with a pale face wearing a five-clawed dragon robe was leaning on the couch and taking a nap. Hearing the sound of drums outside, he opened his eyes and asked the chamberlain: "Where is the sound of the drums?"
The servant hurriedly came forward and reported: "It should be coming from the Desolate Man Camp. It is said that they are going to invite the Great Desolate Ancestral God to come today. They should be worshiping now."
"Humph, a bunch of pretentious people!"
The sickly man waved his hand and said: "Go and see if the immortal master has finished making the elixir."
A few words seemed to have exhausted all the strength of the sick man, and he leaned on the couch again and fell asleep.
The chamberlain left the imperial palace and hurried to a quiet palace garden at the back.
The palace was heavily guarded. The servants went through several inspections and arrived at a large hall. In the palace, a delicate fragrance floated out of an alchemy furnace that was as big as two arms and as tall as one person. The alchemy wood below was burning. Every inch burned, the flames became blazing.
A trace of it makes the fragrance coming out of the furnace richer.
A middle-aged Taoist with a white face and no beard sat beside the alchemy furnace with his eyes closed, but he was constantly paying attention to the changes in the elixirs in the furnace.
The chamberlain pushed open the door and came in, followed by a vast sound of horns that entered the hall.
The middle-aged Taoist suddenly opened his eyes and asked: "What is the sound of this?"
The chamberlain respectfully replied: "Today the wilderness people invite their great wilderness ancestor god to come. This sound should be the sound of sacrificial music."
"When did this happen? Why haven't I heard of it?" the middle-aged Taoist shouted.
The chamberlain respectfully replied: "It has spread all over the place three days ago. It is said that in the past few days, people from nearby counties and cities and small countries have come by flying boats, crowding the filthy desert camp to the limit. I heard that they
They also built a nine-story platform in the camp to worship their wild god."
When the middle-aged Taoist heard this, his heart was in confusion. A loud noise erupted from the alchemy furnace, and a burst of acrid black smoke floated from it.
"this..."
The chamberlain has been here many times, and based on the situation, I know that the furnace pill must be useless.
The middle-aged Taoist calmed down his panic and took out a jade bottle from his arms, "This is the elixir refined last time. You can take it back to the Holy One. Please also inform the Holy One that the main ingredients of the elixir have been exhausted."
, I have to go into the mountains to look for it, it may take at least a few days, or at most it will take a month to return."
"Here."
The chamberlain put away the elixir, bowed respectfully, turned and left the hall.
After he left, the middle-aged Taoist immediately entered the quiet room at the back, took off his Taoist robe, put on civilian clothes, and left the strict palace.
After a while, he walked out of Dragon City.
The middle-aged Taoist who looked like a commoner looked back at the majestic walls of Dragon City and sighed: "Master, I hope I made the right decision back then, otherwise our sect's thousand-year-old foundation will be destroyed in your hands." After saying that, he turned around.
Head west and never look back.
Thousands of miles away from Dragon City, on a high mountain, a majestic golden palace towers into the clouds.
An old man with a long beard was sitting in the hall. He suddenly had a sudden impulse and always felt uneasy. He couldn't help but reach out and do some calculations with his fingers, but he found that the sky was in chaos and nothing could be calculated.
Five hundred miles to the left of the mountain, on a not-so-high mountain peak, a middle-aged man was sitting in the courtyard practicing meditation.
Suddenly, a disciple hurried over and accidentally tripped over the threshold when entering the room. He immediately jumped forward and fell down.
The middle-aged man said angrily: "How can you be so frizzy and frizzy?"
The disciple quickly got up, ignoring the middle-aged man's scolding, and hurriedly said: "Master, it's not good, the ancestral dharma image is cracked."
"What?" The middle-aged man was so frightened that his face turned pale and he walked out quickly.
Thousands of miles away from the peak, deep in the mountains, an ancient sect stands among them.
In the past, this sect was quiet, but today it was a little different.
A sturdy man stood in front of the sect's main hall, looking at the birds chirping in the sky and the roaring beasts everywhere, and asked his disciples: "What's going on?"
The disciple was also confused, "I don't know. These beasts have been a little restless since the morning. Now they are making trouble. They don't want to go back to the mountain. No matter how hard they pull, they can't be pulled back."
"Oh..." The tough man frowned even deeper when he heard this.
About ten miles away from the sect, Mrs. Wang and Qing Ning, who had met Gong Liang several times, were sitting on a big red snake with two horns on its head and covered with fine scales, looking at the movement in the distance.
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Mrs. Wang stared at the birds circling in the sky for a long time before she lowered her head and sighed sadly.
Qing Ning asked innocently: "Master, why don't we stay here for a few more days? They have a lot of things here that our Wulu Sect doesn't have!"
"How can we still survive if we participate in something like that? It's better for us to leave early to avoid being dragged down by them."
Mrs. Wang shook her head and patted the big red snake that was sitting down. The big red snake quickly crawled forward obediently.
Qing Ning blinked, wondering if she understood what the master said. But she didn't ask again, because she knew that if the master wanted her to know, he would definitely make it clear to her.
The big red snake separated the grass and trees and swam quickly through the mountains and forests.
After walking forward for a while, Qing Ning couldn't help but ask: "Master, where are we going?"
"Dragon City." Mrs. Wang looked forward with firm eyes.
"Why are you going to Dragon City?" Qing Ning asked.
"Find you a master." Mrs. Wang smiled.
"Master, aren't you my apprentice's master?" Qing Ning looked puzzled.
"Find you someone more powerful than your teacher."
Mrs. Wang patted Qing Ning's head with a doting look on her face. If she was born an ordinary person, she would have left her in the Wulu Sect to train her. But her talent was amazing, and staying in the Wulu Sect would only bury her talent. She
I love her like my own flesh and blood, how could I let her stay in the sect and disappear among everyone else?