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The rooftop sacrificial platform is on the right side of the Chongzheng Hall. Beyond the thousand-foot high cliff, there is a huge stone protruding out of the cliff to a distance of forty feet.
And this sacrificial platform is built on this huge stone. It is also the highest point on the top of Qiantian Peak, the so-called place that connects to the sky.
Zong Shou chuckled and was about to order people to search the stone platform. But just as he opened his mouth, he stopped again.
If you don't go there in person, how can you possibly induce these people to take risks? The legendary Magic Heart Mirror is so magical that if you send people to search for it, most of them will just scare the snakes away and frighten these people away.
Although he didn't take that sect lightly, it was neither big nor small, but it was still a future trouble. Being able to eliminate the root cause would save countless troubles.
At that moment, he smiled slightly and waited for dozens of priests to conduct routine inspections and clean up on the stage to remove those sneaky things. Then he walked directly, holding the ritual text he had written long ago, under everyone's attention, Followed by an old priest who was about sixty years old and dressed in the most noble clothes, they walked up to the stage.
This priest is said to be an old official of Zong Weiran, and his name is Zong Ling. He comes from a branch of the Zong family. Since the founding of Qiantian Mountain, he has presided over all the memorial services in the city. He is very virtuous and highly respected. Anyone can order this person. If you feel unhappy, you will always scold someone regardless of the occasion or status.
Therefore, Zong Shou did not dare to be disrespectful at all and followed suit step by step, walking behind him.
Behind him, Zong Lanhu and others from Zhongyuan also followed closely. However, they stopped when they reached the last nine steps.
Zong Yuan hesitated slightly, showing a look of worry. After contemplating for a moment, he remained silent, not caring about the eyes of those who were about to kill people below, and stepped forward boldly, following the old priest and Zong Shou, to the rooftop of the sacrifice platform.
Twenty feet away, Zong Shou arrived and stood in the center of the stone platform in a blink of an eye. The incense table had already been placed here.
First, he burned incense, bowed three times, and then read out the sacrificial inscription. Zong Shou opened the scroll and glanced at it, then rolled his eyes and twitched slightly.
I don’t know who wrote this. It is eloquent and has nearly 20,000 words. The words and chapters are so gorgeous, and the words are flowing and neat. But I don’t know how long it will take to read this sacrificial text.
In the midst of everyone's exclamations, they directly threw it aside. Then they saluted from a distance in the sky: "The Lord of Heaven is above, the crown prince of Qiantian Mountain. Today I take over the position of Lord of Qiantian City. Please protect me, Qiantian!" If the Zong Shou is not talented, he must make sure that our cities are peaceful and peaceful, and that the people under his command can have a place to live. They can drink wine and eat meat every day."
The people below were a little dissatisfied, but when they heard these words, they all raised their brows and shouted "Okay, word."
They, the demon race, don't have that many rules, and they can't stand the cumbersome articles written by the literati and Confucian scholars.
On the contrary, Zong Shou's simple prayer, although a bit plain and crude, was more to their liking.
Only the priest who presided over the ceremony was so angry that his eyes almost popped out, staring at Zong Shou fiercely.
Fortunately, I knew that the time was not right at this moment and it was not easy to interrupt. He remained silent, did not speak, and only stared angrily.
Zong Shouze didn't care at all, his expression was solemn and solemn, and although his words were slightly vulgar, they were extremely pious.
All things have spirits. Although there is no "god" in this world, we must not disrespect it.
"I want to make all the tribes prosperous, and I want to make my mountain city prosperous. May God bless me, and make my Qiantian Mountains have good weather and good harvests, so that all my people can reproduce and have many fat sons."
There was another sound of applause below. It was just good weather and good harvests. They didn't rely on this for food anyway. Most of them made a living by hunting sperm beasts.
But this inheritance of blood is the common wish of everyone. Everyone in the demon clan is powerful, even a child can have good martial arts skills. But this fertility alone is far lower than that of the human clan. After years of fighting, there are still no casualties. Shao. It can be regarded as the heart disease of everyone in Qian Tianshan.
The great priest's beard and hair were white, but almost all of them stood up upside down. It was really vulgar, so vulgar, how could it be heard by the heavens?
But he also closed his eyes, looked serious, and prayed sincerely in his heart.
After the sacrificial words, there was a wine offering. Zong Shouzheng picked up the wine glass and heard a clear and cold laughter ringing clearly in his ears: "What a pity. Your words of sacrifice to heaven are really well said, and they are to my sect's taste. What a pity. Well, today the sky cannot protect you!"
Zong Shou raised his brows subconsciously, and the thought finally came to him. Just now, he thought that these people had really given up completely. The old priest himself was also a spiritual master in the Huanyang Realm, and he heard the same thing on the stage at this moment.
His eyes immediately became angry and he scanned the surroundings: "Who dares to pretend to be a ghost in front of me, Zong Ling? How dare you ruin my ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven in Qiantian Mountain City? You are so brave!"
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There was a flaming red talisman at the fingertips, and he punched it towards the place where the voice came from. Immediately, red flames spewed out, filling an area of several feet.
But before it could explode, a finger like white jade came out of the void and pointed at the center of the flame. It was actually endless icy power that extinguished the red flame and spread it around. . Dozens of places nearby were covered with a layer of frost.
And the ground beneath the finger was even more frozen.
The ice mist filled the air, and two figures appeared in the background. One of them was Zong Shi, and the other was the owner of that finger.
He also has a face that looks as if it was carved from pink and jade. He is about twenty years old and so handsome that he is almost enchanting. In his hand is a shining bronze mirror, which reveals the power of illusory mind-capturing.
After appearing, he smiled at Zong Shou: "Bawei Xue Jiaxue Mo Yan, I have met the crown prince!" His expression was gentle and his smile was extremely bright.
Everyone in the audience already felt that something was wrong when the voice sounded.
At this moment, when I saw Zong Shi and Zong Mo Yan, they both appeared. There was a burst of commotion immediately, and the faces of Hu Qianqiu and others changed, and Hu roared and rushed to the stage.
Zong Lan was the closest, and he had already crossed the nine steps with just one step. But before he could reach the rooftop, he heard a loud laugh: "Get back! It's not that easy to come up!" "
It turned out to be a halberd that was eight feet long, slashing straight down from above. Zong Lan's expression changed, and the Mo Dao in his hand also raised the light of the sword. However, he did not care about himself, and slashed out.
He just wanted to get to Zong Shou as soon as possible. Even if he died with the enemy, he would not be afraid!
The owner of that voice said, "Hey," the shadow of the halberd changed, and he fiercely resisted the attack with the Mo Dao.
Zong Lan's chest suddenly became filled with nausea and vomiting, and she felt an irresistible force coming towards her. Her body involuntarily fell down the stage.
Looking up, I saw it was Li Hu Ji Chang. He was looking down with a smile in his eyes. His figure was also hit by the force of the backlash and retreated quickly, but there was a bit of pride on his face.
Hu Zhongyuan and Li Luo on both sides were also blocked by the two Xuanwu masters on the stage and were unable to get onto the stage.
When Hu Qianqiu arrived, he saw another figure rising five feet above the altar.
A flying sword the size of a willow leaf was suddenly scattered on the stage, forty-eight in total, whirling and cutting like a storm.
"Wu Ye? Dao Ming Sect, Feiye Sword Formation, you are actually the direct disciple of Dao Ming Sect!"
Hu Qianqiu suddenly raised his head and looked at the figure in the sky. He saw a Taoist priest in a green shirt, looking down with a slight smile and a slight chin, as if he was acknowledging his identity.
Hu Qianqiu suddenly became furious, and the Hu Ba sword suddenly swung out with great force. He swept away several flying swords in front of him. Just as he was about to rush in, he saw another Xuanwu master inside, with a two-foot-long sword.
Gun, stab with one shot.
The gun was as powerful as a mad tiger. However, Hu Qianqiu sneered and was about to kill the man in front of him with one strike.
There were several sword shadows nearby, attacking from one side one after another. Hu Qianqiu had no choice but to block the spear. But the man had no choice but to push a few steps behind him, unable to get closer.
Everyone nearby was also in the same situation. They were either forced back or temporarily trapped by the sword formation.
The forty-eight Flying Leaf Sword Formation, together with Li Hujichang and several Xuanwu Grandmasters, were like an indestructible dam, blocking out the many strong men like Qian Tianshan.
At this moment, on the high platform, Zong Ling also looked livid. Several escorts were released around him, but he did not dare to move even a little bit.
Behind them were the same two Huanyang Spirit Masters, enveloped by an extremely sinister aura.
Zong Yuan's spear was pointing far ahead, and thunder was faintly gathering around him. Zong Shou and Zong Ling were vaguely protecting him behind him.
Although a powerful enemy was still waiting for him, Zong Yuan's expression remained as usual, and Zong Shou's expression remained unchanged as well, carefully looking at Xue Moyan's precious mirror: "Is this the illusion of your Xue family? It's really wonderful. It is said that this thing,
Or a remnant of a magic weapon?"
When Xue Moyan heard this, he was obviously slightly surprised. He couldn't stand Zong Shou's burning eyes with greed, so he put away the mirror in his hand: "It's this mirror! I don't think the prince can actually recognize this thing" in his heart
But he was secretly puzzled. At this moment, Zong Shou's expression was too calm, which was strange.
Zong Ling also suddenly realized that it was this treasure. No wonder he didn't notice it when he used spiritual methods to clean the altar of sacrifice to heaven.
Then I was secretly surprised that my eldest son was still calm and composed up to this moment. His mental cultivation alone was not inferior to Zong Weiran's.
Zong Shi didn't care about this. He took a few steps forward and looked at Zong Shou coldly: "Is the prince very proud of being kowtowed three times and worshiped by blood alliance? Do you think I, Zong Shi, have already lost?"
Zong Shou moved his gaze towards Zong Shi with a half-smiling expression. The small gold on his arm had already flowed silently into the scabbard of the Jiulin Sword under the cover of his big sleeves and merged with the sword body.
Yuan Yijian, who was integrated with Xu Huangdao's energy, was also incorporated into the Jiulin Sword.
From the corner of your eye, you look around.
Including Wu Ye and Xue Moyan, who are both spiritual and martial arts masters, there are a total of five Huanyang Spiritual Masters and seven Xuanwu Grandmasters!
This lineup, anywhere else, would be enough to kill him.
However, this place, this Tianshan Mountain, is the home ground of his sect. With the power of integrating a country, how can he tolerate it? (To be continued)!