Chapter 143: Ancient Plains and Old Different Hills
In Dongting Mansion, Cui Yue is entertaining visitors in the guest pavilion.
This is a Taoist priest of seventeen or eighteen years old. He said to him: "Senior brother, the teacher said that the grand opera you presented is good. You can watch it. The teacher said that the senior brother should do a good job in the East Courtyard."
,Teacher, he is also watching."
Cui Yue slapped him in the head and said: "Junior brother, please go back and tell the teacher that this is a rare opportunity for me and I will not shoulder my responsibilities."
The Taoist also bowed and said: "The words have been brought to you. I will go back to the upper level now. Senior brother, don't send me away." After saying that, he turned around and went out, then took a look, jumped up, and flew away from the light.
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When Cui Yue saw the man leaving, he returned to the room. After watching the grand opera, he was deeply impressed and sent it to his teacher Chen Tingzhi.
In fact, if Chen Tingzhi was interested in Xuntian Daozhang, there would be no need to go to such trouble and he could just send it directly. But for some unknown reason, he has not done so so far.
He guessed that this might be due to some overall consideration, but it was beyond his control anyway.
He gathered his mind, tidied up, left this guest house on the outskirts of the city, jumped up, and flew away in the direction of Ruiguang City.
But he was only halfway there when someone within the Xuntian Daozhang reported to him: "Xuanzheng, the few people we were staring at who were suspected to be the informants of the Restoration of Gods all died after taking medicine at their residence."
Cui Yue's eyes narrowed and he asked, "Has anyone contacted them?"
The informant said: "We sensed a weak supernatural power in advance, and it should have been transmitted to believers in the form of an oracle."
Cui Yue's first reaction was that these people had discovered that he was spying on them, and to avoid exposing himself, they cleared them in advance.
It’s not surprising that the Restoring God Society would do this. They never treat people as human beings, and these people’s positions in Dongting Mansion are not high, so they will be discarded as soon as they are discarded.
But just as he was thinking this, there was another movement in the Daozhang, and several messages came to him one after another, all of which were about some suspected strongholds of the Restoration of Gods, places he had deliberately kept before, but now they were gone.
The building is empty.
Because these strongholds are far away in dense forests and deep valleys, and there are many indigenous tribes and spiritual creatures around them, it is difficult to monitor them. Moreover, they used magical means to cover them up before they withdrew, so they could not be discovered in time.
Cui Yue looked it over and found that the methods used to evacuate all strongholds were the same, and they all happened at almost the same time, so this was undoubtedly an orderly retreat.
There are various signs that the power of the Restoration of God is shrinking.
His first reaction was that this matter was related to the last blow, but after thinking about it again, he realized that something was wrong. The two events were separated by a long time, and it was impossible for the other party to wait until now to react.
So it was decided to give up the East Court Contest and instead shrink it?
He thought for a while and shook his head. As long as the Restoration Society itself still exists, then things will not end so easily. There must be some other plot. But now that they have completely lost those strongholds and informants, it is not good.
I have grasped the trends of this generation.
He looked towards the Anshan ridge in the distance and thought to himself: "What on earth is this person planning?"
At this moment, in the depths of the land east of Anshan, most of the members of the Restoration of Gods Society scattered among various tribes took action. They used the tribe's natives to hunt a large number of spiritual beings, and at the same time promised certain benefits.
, encourage some supernatural gods to deal with some hostile supernatural gods.
This is a sacrifice to the One they are preparing to awaken.
As July approached, everything was ready. Three members of the Restoration Society wearing metal masks gathered among an indigenous tribe.
The woman in the bronze mask asked suspiciously: "Is this here? There are less than fifty people in this tribe, right? Is the clue here?"
The golden mask said humanely: "If it weren't for this tribe being too small, I wouldn't have found the clues until now."
He stepped on the muddy ground full of dead branches and leaves and came to an altar made of earth under a big tree. The pillars in the middle of the altar had been slightly polished, painted with bright blue and red dyes, and
Two eyes were drawn, looking like they were staring at the incoming person.
The man wearing a gold mask took out a glass bottle, uncorked it, and poured some golden powder toward the altar.
After the powder was sprinkled, the eyes on the stone altar blinked, and a mysterious light flashed, and then an old man with a stooped back and a child appeared on the stone pillar.
He was leaning on a tall cane, his facial features were bloated and twisted, his body was covered with gray-black and gray-white feathers, and the rest of his body was wrapped in tough leaves. His lower body was a cloud of smoke, hanging there out of thin air. He looked
Looking at a few people, there were weird smiles on their faces.
The man in the golden mask said solemnly: "God Quini, according to the agreement, I gave you a sacrifice, and you need to take us to the sacred hill."
God Quini said with a hissing voice: "Follow me." He floated down from the stone altar and took the lead to float into the dense forest behind him.
The three of them immediately followed him into the dense forest. Wherever the old man passed, there would be a path for walking through. However, soon, a mist appeared in the forest.
They found that they seemed to have merged into the mist, and even their bodies and limbs seemed to have disappeared. Only the figure of God Quini in front of them was very eye-catching.
And here, time is blurred, thinking and consciousness are blurred. I don’t know how long it has passed, as if waking up from a drowsy dream. The three people woke up at once. I don’t know when, the fog around them has dissipated, and they are standing.
On an empty slope filled with tiny gravels.
God Quini picked up his long staff and pointed forward, saying: "We're here. It's right there, the 'Mound of Quemesinpa', the birthplace of the god, the highest place of blessing."
The three of them looked up, but at the first glance, except for the man in the golden mask, the other two people had doubts in their hearts, and even had a slight doubt whether this was the place they were looking for.
Because the opposite side is an inconspicuous conical earth hill, which looks like a common fire vent on the ground. It is completely bare and has no vegetation. Apart from being larger and more regular, there are no magnificent buildings on it as expected, and there is almost nothing to see.
praiseworthy.
The woman in the bronze mask couldn't help but wonder: "Shenqiu? Is this here?"
Queeni said: "It's here. It's just because you haven't gotten close to her yet, so you can't feel her greatness yet."
The man wearing a green mask and a bun did not question it easily, because he could see that such a large hill was symmetrical no matter which side it looked from. This was not something that human power could do, and
The beauty of the lines is very consistent with the legendary records.
The golden mask said humanely: "Yes or no, you will know when you get to the front."
God Quini floated down from the mound and led the three of them to move forward. It was very quiet here, with no sound and no sense of time passing. They could only feel that they were constantly approaching the mound.
The woman in the bronze mask murmured: "At the beginning of His arrival, there was no sound in this world, the water flow was still, and the stars were solid..."
The man in the green mask knew that this was a poem praising an ancient god, but at this moment, it seemed that it unexpectedly fit the current scene.
After walking through the long road and arriving at the foot of the hill, two identical trapezoidal doors appeared in front of the three of them.
This trapezoidal door is close to the mountain wall, showing a slope. The door rim is wide and thick, and the lines are straight, hard and flawless. It is extremely tall and looks like it can accommodate a giant passing by. It is pitch black inside, and nothing can be seen clearly. It seems like anything.
The sound and light were swallowed up inside.
When the woman in the bronze mask saw this, she was obviously shocked and exclaimed: "Could this be the one in the legend..."
The man in the golden mask said solemnly: "The Twin Gates of Ildu, the legendary gates to the Bad Land and the Good Land. I also found this place to be sure that this is the place we are looking for, the legendary 'Quemezinpa Mound'
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After a period of silence, he turned sideways and continued: "Now we need to decide which door to take. We can only choose one of the paths."
The man in the green mask said, "Can't we leave separately?"
The man in the golden mask said in a voice that sounded like chanting: "The divine fruit gave birth to twins, and only one fell to the ground. There were two gods sleeping behind the door, one was the good god Ichimandan, and the other
It’s the evil god Irukuga.”
The woman in the bronze mask said in a tone full of interest: "Legend has it that the two of them look exactly the same, and not even their father God can tell them apart, only their mother Yiche can.
Other gods asked her how she did it, and she said that she would eat a trifoliate fruit before meeting the two brothers. Whenever the good god came, the trifoliate flower that had lost its fruit would bloom, and the evil god would come.
When the time comes, it will shrink.
Someone asked, what if the two brothers appeared together?
Yiqie replied that she would never see two people at the same time, and after saying this, the two brothers never appeared together in front of other gods. Where the evil god appears, there will be no good god, and where the good god appears, there will be no good god.
There will be no evil gods."
The man in the green mask was thoughtful. These poems told stories about the "Yipal God Clan". The "Yipal God Clan" was a group of people that Tian Xia called ancient gods. Today they are here.
To wake up one of them.
Although the stories in the poems seemed very ordinary, he knew that legendary poems were often not as simple as they seemed on the surface. Many bloody, barbaric and cruel stories were hidden behind narratives that seemed simple but were actually cryptic.
For example, if you think deeply about this matter, you will inevitably feel a sense of horror.
The two brothers no longer appear at the same time. Does that imply that there is only one of the two brothers left in the end, and he holds both good and evil roles? As for where the other one went, it is hard to think about it.
Also, it is recorded in the poem that the two brothers went to meet the mother goddess Cheni every two days. Judging from the metaphor of the three-leaf fruit that they ate, it would bloom and bear fruit next time, every time they came out of there,
Are they really all the same person?
He shook his head and did not think about it any more. Instead, he looked at the two doors in front and said, "If we look at the story from the perspective of the story, the divinity of these two people, good and evil, must be separated, so we can only choose