Chapter 77 The Ancestral Temple of Ghosts and Gods, offering sacrifices to ghosts and gods
The next day, it was the first day of the Lunar New Year. Early in the morning, Emperor Xin wore the Shangtang armor and the Zhongxing crown on his head and got on the dragon boat heading to the Guishen Ancestral Temple.
When the King of Humans went out, the streets were cleaned with water, and the roads were paved with loess. The people along the road knelt down to greet him. It was obvious that Emperor Xin had a very high reputation at this time.
The one who went to open the way was Wucheng King Huang Feihu, who was dressed in military uniform. At this time, Huang Feihu was extraordinary in martial arts, and the five-color sacred cow under his crotch added to his extraordinary aura.
Emperor Xin's dragon chase was just behind Huang Feihu. Next to him, on a phoenix chase, was Queen Jiang, the mother of a country. At this time, Queen Jiang was wearing a colorful phoenix and gold hairpin, and was dressed in gorgeous silk and satin. She was solemn and gentle, obviously.
Very popular.
Next to Queen Jiang, there was a prince about eleven or twelve years old, who was Yin Hong, the second son of Emperor Xin. Although Yin Hong was still young, he had a noble look on his face.
Following Feng Chu was Li Jing, the general on duty in the palace. At this time, Li Jing was wearing armor and his eyes were as bright as fire. He was definitely as good as Huang Feihu's general.
Driving behind them were Shang Rong, Bigan, Meibo and other ministers. The vast motorcade was like a long queue, but no one dared to underestimate them.
Among this group of charioteers, in addition to Shang Rong, Bigan and other important ministers, there are also the four princes from the southeast, northwest and northwest. They are princes of one party, and their powerful momentum can be felt even in Chaoge City.
Finally, in an inconspicuous corner, there was an old man in the long queue. It was Jiang Shang who would preside over the canonization of gods in the future.
"What a strong national destiny! What a strong destiny!"
Jiang Shang still can't believe that the human race will be in chaos in the future, or that the Yin and Shang national destiny will only last for twenty-eight years.
Jiang Shang had actually been observing the Human King Di Xin and found that he could not see through this Human King at all.
The Human King Di Xin doesn't care about reputation. Even if he has a reputation for cruelty, he is not afraid at all. In other words, reputation is a dispensable thing for him. This is not true among human kings, or among all nobles.
, are all an alien species.
Behind the cruelty, Emperor Xin, the human king, is extremely thoughtful, but no matter what he does, he does it in an upright way. He hates cunning villains from the bottom of his heart and is not afraid of tricks at all.
However, for such a cruel human king, all the civil and military officials in the dynasty followed him wholeheartedly. This was something that Di Xin couldn't understand, or he didn't understand why at all.
All Jiang Shang can do now is to continue to observe. He knows that this is very important. It is said that knowing oneself and the enemy will lead to victory in every battle. He will not leave until he has a complete understanding of the King of Humans.
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The Guishen Ancestral Temple, which had been besieged for many days by Dawuyu's non-humans, was now hiding in the dark due to the arrival of the Human King. There was not a single non-human on the surface.
This is the truly terrifying thing about this army of shadows of the Human King. When the majestic road comes, these shadows will disappear without a trace.
"The towering tree must have its roots, and the water that hugs the mountain must have its source. When the king comes, Gang Chang Lun Ji asks the king to dismount, kneel three times and kowtow nine times, enter the ancestral temple, and worship the ancestors!!
"
Before Emperor Xin could walk down the dragon's path, the voice of the Great Witch Zhu, like a loudspeaker, spread throughout Chaoge City.
Di Xin's expression suddenly changed and he snorted coldly.
"A tree has its roots. Drinking water reminds you of the source. What is enshrined in the ancestral temple is Gu's father and grandfather. Since my father is here, it is Gu's home. No one will kneel down and kowtow three times when they hear that they are going home."
"The great witch Zhu is just a domestic slave of the human king. When the master comes back, the servant will open the door of the ancestral temple as soon as possible!"
Di Xin's voice was also heard instantly, and the Great Witch Zhu obviously suffered a loss.
"Since the Human King insists on coming in, then come in. Don't blame me for not reminding the Human King."
The great witch Zhu looked like he was taking the consequences at his own risk, then the door of the ancestral temple opened wide, and a breath of death rushed in his face.
This kind of deathly aura made Huang Feihu frown, and the five-color sacred cow even snorted coldly.
Huang Feihu was originally a martial arts master who had changed his blood. At this time, his temples were bulging high, and a strong pure Yang energy spurted out from the inside out.
Huang Feihu is like a sun, wherever it shines, the energy of death disappears.
A Pearl of the Dead on the beam of the ancestral temple could no longer bear it, and it shattered and fell to the ground. The fragments fell to the ground and then dissipated.
Huang Feihu rushed in first like a guard.
Di Xin snorted coldly, and then stepped over.
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Without the help of death energy, the Guishen Ancestral Temple is just like an ordinary temple, without any signs of solemnity.
"King Wu Cheng is a good trick!"
No one saw it, but the voice of the Great Witch Zhu was also heard.
[Successfully punishing the traitor and obtaining 100 merits.]
"Since the human king wants to sacrifice, I'm already ready."
The Great Witch Zhu walked out of the house tremblingly. Di Xin looked at him head-on, but did not notice the cowardice of the Great Witch Zhu at all.
At this time, the great witch Zhu was already on the verge of death, and he was just holding on for a breath. Both his breath and his skin like old tree bark all proved this.
Even so, Da Wu Zhu did not let Wu Xian help him and still walked on his own, although his movements had become extremely slow.
[Great witch wish: near death, great witch of the witch clan, realm: earth immortal, skills: witch curses, witchcraft, mystical science, etc., magical power: witchcraft golden silkworm transformation, national luck: 500,000, personal luck
:-100,000, Merit: -10,000, Achievements: Foundation of the Nation, Patron Saint of Great Shang, Witch Treasure: Several, Loyalty: -100%]
[The foundation of the country: Forced sharing of part of the national destiny of the Yin and Shang Dynasties.]
[Patron Saint of Dashang: With him, the destiny of the country will be blessed in the ancestral temple.]
The Great Witch Zhu in front of him had become a dying Great Witch Zhu, but despite this, Di Xin did not mean to despise him, especially when he saw that magical power, the Golden Silkworm Transformation, he was even more vigilant.
"Human King, can you let me personally take you to the sacrificial temple?"
"Haha, good!"
"King!"
Seeing Di Xin agreeing so happily, Huang Feihu was immediately shocked and wanted to follow, but was rejected by Di Xin.
"Your Majesty, you are indeed very brave. The great merchant is in your hands, and I am relieved."
The great witch Zhu acted like an elder to Di Xin. If he had not known how many times he had harmed him, he would have believed him.
Da Wu Zhu seemed to be walking slowly, but he always seemed to be half a step ahead of Di Xin.
"Your Majesty, I know that you hate Lao Chan with all your heart. Even if Lao Chan's life is not long, you can't relieve the hatred in your heart. But can you listen to Lao Chan's words? This man's sacrifice will be destroyed forever."
"Da Wu Zhu, what are you saying now, is it still useful?"
Di Xin chuckled, as if he was laughing at the great witch Zhu.
"Your Majesty, I can give the old man's head to the king, and even the heads of the ten disciples of the old man can be cut off and given to the king, but this human sacrifice must never be abolished."
"Oh? Why? Does this human sacrifice have something to do with the fate of the human race?"
Di Xin smiled contemptuously, this kind of lie can be described as quite low-level.
"Exactly! Your Majesty may not believe in me, but Xuanyuan Sword, your Majesty should know about it."