Although it is already summer, the weather is still not hot, and the cool breeze is very comfortable. The white mask hanging on the lintel of the only church in the town looks particularly pale when exposed to the starlight. This church is among the three
It was repaired once ten years ago because something happened here that shocked the whole of Southern Mongolia. A man and a woman killed a group of star disciples who claimed to be messengers of God in the square outside the town, including two
Famous star messenger.
What happened next became more and more unexpected. Huang Quan, the Holy Lord of Shura Sect, led the thirteen sect leaders to fight around the Star Palace for three years. Both sides lost troops and generals, but this did not hinder the Xingchui townspeople’s belief in the God of Light, nor did it hinder these
People who believe in the God of Light renovated the church.
Under the blessing of the God of Light, the renovated church has lived through thirty years without any disasters. However, it seems not very quiet tonight. The youngest son of the Wang family, Wang Xiaobao, who lives in the southeast corner of the town, is tossing and turning in bed and cannot sleep.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to pee, I slipped out of the house and stood alone on the empty street staring at the cold stars.
At this time, the largest red star was hanging in the sky, dragging its blood-red light tail across the sky, and landed on a hill southwest of Xingchui Town. Surprisingly, there was no sound when the star fell.
Wang Xiaobao was stunned. He wanted to open his mouth and shout, but found that no sound could come out from his throat.
After a while, two strange people came to the town. The one in the front was wearing a white mask, was tall, and wore a tight-fitting robe. It looked like he was not from Southern Mongolia. The one in the back was an old man with white hair.
He also wore a mask on his face, the shape of which was the same as the one hanging in the church.
The tall man came to Wang Xiaobao, stretched out his slender fingers and touched the top of his head, and said coldly: "What is your wish?"
Wang Xiaobao stared blankly at the pale mask. He had seen this thing at the door of the church more than once, but the fear in his heart still sprouted like bamboo shoots after the rain.
"I, I want to watch fireworks." Wang Xiaobao didn't know why he said this.
The tall man raised his head, stared at the hill to the southwest for a while, and slowly stretched out his finger. Wang Xiaobao felt the ground suddenly shake, and a dazzling white light beam shot out from the tall man's finger, hitting the mountain straight.
The hill. The hill actually exploded. Countless rubbles were lifted high into the sky by the huge shock wave. The rubbles seemed to be stained with white light, lighting up half of the sky like flying flowers and jade.
The tall man knelt down, stared at Wang Xiaobao, and said word by word: "Believe in the God of Light and you will have eternal life!"
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The news of the arrival of the God of Light has made the ordinary people in Southern Mongolia who believe in the God of Light excited for ten years. They were lucky enough to have this glorious thing happen in their short lives. They were lucky enough to witness the light.
A splendid brilliance brought by the arrival of the messenger of God. They were fortunate enough to receive the blessing of the God of Light, and when they were about to die, they could escape into a bright road leading to heaven without any regrets.
In the frenzied excitement, the believers ushered in the first oracle of the God of Light. All men and all women lived separately. January, June, and October were set as the breeding period every year, and they could do things to carry on the family line.
, in addition, if men and women are together, it will be regarded as disrespectful to the God of Light, and will be dealt with according to the first precept of the Illuminating Religion. The so-called precepts of the Illuminating Religion have only one precept, which is written like this, "All believers of the Illuminating Religion,
If you violate the Light Code, you can choose to be exiled or die."
All offspring born to light believers will be handed over to the Holy Church after the age of ten. The Star Palace will conduct an extremely detailed evaluation of the bones of these teenagers, and based on the evaluation results, these teenagers will be divided into three and six categories.
Nine and so on, and then transported to every position that requires labor.
In daily life, people's clothes gradually changed from rich to simple, from colorful to pure white. Wine shops, teahouses, and brothels gradually became deserted, and pedestrians on the streets became increasingly rare. Working at sunrise and resting at sunset became
Everyone’s standard. During the day, various working places consume everyone’s energy. Those who drag their exhausted bodies back home at night can only choose to sleep. Because three hours later, when it is still dark, they
It’s time to start a new day of work.
Holy churches, as the tentacles of the Illuminati religion rooted in this world, have sprung up in every village and town. Many large city-states have built magnificent holy churches. Generally speaking, a holy church is the tallest building in a place.
Although the Light Canon does not stipulate that the height of ordinary houses cannot exceed the height of the church, few people dare to challenge the authority of the church.
In just ten years, the entire Southern Mongolia turned into a tightly wound mechanism. Both monks and ordinary people were tiny parts of this delicate mechanism. They were closely connected together and were regarded as
A resource that eliminates people's individuality and magnifies their commonality.
The scope of Ten Thousand Stars Valley has expanded tenfold, and the number of monks has increased tenfold. Under the auspices of the God of Light, the number of monks in the Star Palace has reached one million for the first time. The food, spiritual stones, and minerals produced in Nanmeng
And all kinds of things needed for cultivation have been greatly improved compared to before. Half of the twenty-eight constellations in the Star Palace have advanced to the level of spiritual transformation, and the number of Nascent Soul monks among the Star Envoys has increased significantly. This
It has something to do with the arrival of the God of Light.
In the tenth year since the arrival of the God of Light, he did something that shocked everyone in the world. He spent countless precious space-breaking spiritual crystals to set up a large teleportation circle in Ziluo, and forcibly destroyed the people of Ten Thousand Stars Valley.
Tens of thousands of monks were teleported to the Ziluo Continent. To teleport a person over such a long distance would require a large amount of spiritual stones, not to mention tens of thousands of warrior cultivators.
When these star palace warriors with bright armor and sharp axes appeared in Ziluo, everyone was dumbfounded. When the cold ax from the star palace chopped off the head of the first person who dared to question the God of Light, these axes
He never stopped slashing. Blood flowed from the mouth of Ziluo to the Palace of Breath. Facing the powerful force of Star Palace, all the small sects along the way fled. There are two ends for those who resist, exile or death. Of course.
Regardless of exile or death, there is only one result, but the method and process of death are slightly different.
On the land washed by the blood of Xing Gong, the people who have lived here for generations reluctantly accepted the faith of Xing Gong and accepted the rule of the God of Light. For these ordinary people, nothing is more terrifying than death.
It doesn't seem unacceptable if you just give up some living habits and continue living.
At this time, the number of monks in the Breath Palace reached an unprecedented 600,000. This was due to the killings in the Star Palace, which drove many casual cultivators or monks from small sects to the Breath Palace. As the largest sect in Ziluo, no matter from the
In every aspect, the Breath Palace has the obligation to drive the Star Palace back to where it belongs. Of course, the Breath Palace has also tried hard, but was severely beaten by the powerful attack of the Star Palace. It is said that thousands of monks died.
As soon as winter entered, the Star Palace army approached the territory controlled by the Breath Palace. With the cold weather and freezing weather, the monks from the Star Palace finally stopped their advance. They stationed their camp at the door of the Breath Palace, and both sides
They worked hard and opened up a long and narrow confrontation area.
…
On a road leading to the Breath Palace, a tall young man walked. Next to him was a beautiful woman who was like a piece of ice. The two men, talented and beautiful, seemed to be a perfect match. However, the two were walking together.
The direction is contrary to the direction of most people on the road. Two people are walking in the direction of the Qi Palace, while most of them are walking away from the Qi Palace.
The young man stretched out his hand to stop a middle-aged man who was driving a cart with his family to move, and asked politely: "Excuse me, why do people go eastward on this road?"
The middle-aged man looked at the young man as if he were a monster, "Aren't you sick? Can't you tell that there's going to be a battle ahead? The God of Light is coming menacingly and wants to invade Ziluo. The Breath Palace is the last barrier. I think the Breath Palace is 80%
There is no guarantee. We are ordinary people and cannot withstand the sword-fighting between monks, so it is better to leave the place of right and wrong as soon as possible."
The young man frowned and said, "If the Breath Palace is destroyed, where can you hide? Looking at Zi Luo, only the Breath Palace can compete with the Star Palace."
The middle-aged man twirled the reins in his hands and said with a bitter look on his face: "A day longer is a day, and an extra hour is just a moment. If God wants to destroy the common people, we will have to wait for death."
After that, he scolded, and the two old horses pulling the cart tiredly embarked on the uncertain road ahead. Seeing the cart swaying and taking the whole family away, Xu Bailu clenched her fists.
The cold beauty said: "Xu Bai, don't forget what we are here for. Why do you have a hotter temper than Xue Li?"
The young man let go of his hand, lowered his head and said, "What the senior sister taught me is that Bai Lu has realized her mistake."
These two people are Xu Bailu and Ye Sihan of the Qingzhou Tianqiong Sect. Following Zhuge Jingyu's order, the two went to the Breathing Palace to write a letter and learn about the battle situation of the Xing Palace's war cultivators in Ziluo. But this is what they saw along the way.
Although Xu Bailu was good at enduring the consequences of being homeless and starving, his resentment towards Xing Gong's actions reached the extreme.
The style of this volume is somewhat different from the previous volumes, with the point-of-view being continued to the end. If the eighth volume is a connecting volume, this volume is an out-and-out big story. As for the eighth volume, it is a connecting volume.
How high it is, please wait and see. One more thing, the description of complex scenes, large eras, and magnificent epics must not have only one perspective. If the eyes of some supporting characters temporarily become the perspective from which we view the world, please
Forgive me, they won't take up the protagonist's time for a long time. Please give them a stage to express their own personalities. You will like this way of description.