The Sun Worship Cult, one of the many cults in the history of the Celestial Dynasty, was formerly a group of refugees fleeing famine. Countless hungry souls had no good or evil in that era and did not believe in justice and evil. Just to survive, they were even willing to sell their souls.
Give the devil a corn cob.
A wizard among the refugees was regarded as their leader because he could find woods with wild fruits and water sources in the desert through the spiritual breath in the air.
This group of refugees followed the wizard from the northernmost point of the motherland to the sparsely populated westernmost point. The wizard discovered the existence of the old demon of Huaishan. In these troubled times, it is not uncommon to beg the demon for protection, and it only wakes up one day a year.
The old demon of Huaishan has a small appetite, and he only needs the sacrifice of a young woman to be protected for a whole year. In that era when human life was like a dog, this was really a profitable business.
As a result, this group of refugees raided Lanruo Temple and built a Sophora Village near the mountain. They developed the custom of tree burial and mountain god worship, allowing the displaced refugees to find a stable and prosperous home. There is nothing like this.
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The isolated Huaizhai has lived a peaceful and happy life for thousands of years, free from the erosion of the world. All the descendants grew up on this land protected by the mountain god, and then died here.
The visit of practitioners like Shisan and Lin Xi broke the originally peaceful small village, which was absolutely not allowed to happen. Therefore, for Huaizhai, they were enemies that must be eliminated.
"Give Lin Xi back to me, and I'll pretend he's never been here." Thirteen eagerly stated his transaction conditions.
"I have known for a few days that the ten doctors are kind-hearted. A good person like you will never sit back and watch our custom of living sacrifice. So once you leave Huaizhai, you will definitely bring a large number of practitioners with you.
It will be very troublesome to popularize your values." Robert, with his hands behind his back, is not so easy to deceive. "The best way is for you to stay in Huaizhai forever and be guests.
I can assure you that Huaizhai will definitely treat you as an honored guest, so that you will have enough food and clothing to live a long life."
"Uncle, do you have a computer here? Do you have the Internet? Do you have a bar? You have nothing to attract me. Except for cutting down the damn tree behind you, there is nothing to attract me."
Interesting things." Thirteen took out the hilt of Shi Lingji's long sword, held it with both hands and raised Wang Mazi's long blade, "Give Lin Xi back to me, or I will tie you to your mountain god mother's body.
Cut them together."
"It seems that there is no way to communicate. It's a pity. I thought we could become friends forever. In any case, I am still very grateful to Doctor Ten for rescuing me. Otherwise, I would have been buried among the trees by now."
Rob sighed and put down his hands behind his back, revealing two black hatchets that were more than 1.2 meters long. The length and width of this guy couldn't be considered hatchets, they were simply used for chopping people.
machete.
These two long knives have been handed down for thousands of years. They have barbs on the heads and are made from the tree trunks on the top of the mountain god's mother. The villagers call them the mountain god's double hooks. They are specially used to worship the mountain god.
Slits were made in the mother's body to make special tools for hatchets, and only the village owner had the right to use them.
The old village owners are all descendants of former wizards. They can communicate with the mountain gods, preside over sacrifices, and guard the long-established rules and do not allow anyone to challenge their customs.
"People always unknowingly do the things they least want to do, just like saving you but harming myself. Modern society has a very simple conclusion about this kind of behavior, which is called 'suicide'.
"Thirteen stepped forward and rushed forward, and the floor tiles bounced up under the force of the shock. Thirteen spared no effort. When the outcome was related to Lin Xi's life and death, the kind side of Thirteen's body was automatically eliminated.
The sword took a wrong turn, and Thirteenth Movement performed the reverse tendon technique. The black tendons spread all over his body, giving him inhuman arm strength and speed.
But facing the mutated Thirteen, Robb smiled, and his double hook blades could always meet Thirteen's blade at a 90-degree angle. Robb's movements seemed slow, but he completely understood Thirteen's attack patterns.
, matching Shisan’s movements like dancing.
"Tch? Melee monsters..." Thirteen faced Rob like they faced Master Wujie. They have melee abilities that they have learned over time and experience. They can tell what you want to do just by looking at them, even if
Even if you close your eyes, you will know where your next move is coming from, and even if it comes from behind, you can take the lead without being arrogant or impetuous.
Thirteen calls these guys who are familiar with melee combat in every cell of their body as melee monsters. Reaching their level cannot be achieved by just relying on talent. This is the result of time and experience.
Facing such a guy, the traditional fighting mode is useless. Thirteen times he stabbed straight at Rob's throat.
Although the blade was fast, it was strangled in mid-air by the mountain god's double hooks. Thirteen violently pushed it, scratching Wang Mazi's blade and causing a burst of fire. The blade still stopped at a distance from Rob.
There is 3 centimeters of air in the throat and cannot be pushed forward any further.
"You should be stronger than this?" Rob was a little disappointed.
"Try this." Suddenly, Thirteen pulled out the catheter behind the multi-speed spiritual release machine and inserted it into his heart. There were two clicks, and the surging mental power was poured into the blade, which could only withstand the second speed.
The blade of the blade disintegrated into countless fragments in succession under the third level of spiritual power. The blade exploded like tons of TNT, and the stone bricks on the ground were shaken and spread out in all directions like ripples in a lake.
.No matter what kind of melee monster they are, they are helpless in the face of this kind of explosion impact.
Rob's double hooks were exploded, and his chest was wide open.
Thirteen's body turned around and drew out the brand new Ghost Kiss Blade, slashing it in from the left shoulder and pulling it out diagonally from the right waist. Thirteen's movements were perfect in one go.
"Fuck!" Thirteen's killing move in exchange for destroying the blade did not make Thirteen secretly happy, because there was no blood on the black Ghost Kiss blade.
From under Rob's cut-off clothes, one can clearly see the same red vines as those on the trunk of the old demon tree in Huaishan Mountain, wrapping his old body.
"Don't you understand yet? We are children protected by the mother of the mountain god. How can we tolerate outsiders harming us?" Rob opened his arms and threw the double hooks of the mountain god in his hand into the air, sinking into the back behind him.
Red silk-like vines broke out of the body, entangled in the air and held the double blades, and flew towards the face in two swinging directions.
Thirteen, who had just stood up, could only raise his sword to greet him. Even though he had Nijinjue to protect his body, Thirteen was still sent flying by one move. It felt like he was hit by a locomotive.
Thirteen rolled on the ground like a ball for three and a half weeks before stopping. He crushed the floor tiles and stood up and rushed forward. Just when he was about to enlarge his move, Rob took out a mobile phone and showed a photo to Thirteen.
Look, this guy immediately dropped the multi-level spiritual release machine in his hand, knelt down in a half-crouch and held his head in his hands, and surrendered.
"Aren't you talking about primitive tribes? You have IP5s, you're cheating!" Thirteen said with disdain.
"Whether you have it or not is not the same thing. Now come back with me and continue to be a guest." Rob smiled, as enthusiastic as when he first met Thirteen. The photo he showed was of Lin Xi lying unconscious on the bed, a strong man.
He held the hatchet in his hand and placed it on Lin Xi's snow-white neck.
Thirteen instantly understood that no matter whether he could chop this damn Rob or not, he could not eliminate the danger of Lin Xi. Rob disarmed Thirteen and tapped Thirteen's forehead with his finger, following the many red vines on his wrist.
It extended out and wrapped around Thirteen's whole body like a tentacle. This strange vine was not thick, but was extremely strong.
Robb picked up Thirteen and carried him down the mountain.
"Old man, for the sake of saving your life, tell me, what do you want to do to Lin Xi?" Thirteen said softly.
"For Miss Lin Xi, she will be the protagonist of tomorrow's mountain god festival, as a sacrifice to our mountain god mother." Robb has no guilt at all about killing people. "When his body merges with the mountain god, he can also become immortal."
The immortal tree vine girl. For her sake, you will also ensure that the Mountain God Mother survives, just like we believe in her.
Our teachers and household registration police here have become compatriots with us in this way."
"You have no idea who you have offended or what will happen. Let me give you a preview. If you don't kill me now, before the mountain god ritual is completed, I will remove your so-called mother from the soil.
Geography uprooted and tore your faith into pieces." Thirteen gritted his teeth.
"Of course I know what you can do, but as long as I am here, you will never let such a thing happen. When mother eats the 1,000th sacrifice, our happy era will also come." What Robert said is this.
The ancestral teachings recorded in the genealogy.
Thirteen was brought back to the village, thrown into a woodshed, and guarded by two guards. The guards were not there to prevent Thirteen from escaping, but to feed Thirteen candies every 15 minutes.
The strange problem of Doctor Shi dying if he doesn't eat sugar was known to the villagers on the first day he arrived.
In the woodshed, Shisan closed his eyes and concentrated, feeling the movement of the vines on his body. This weird old Huaishan monster didn't look like a monster, nor did it look like a ghost. Its attributes should be more like the "Nine Sons Mantra" and it was a kind of innate nature.
It was a raised spiritual creature, but years of bloodthirsty cannibalism had completely degenerated it into an evil spirit.
The master of the wet dream warned that this year's Mountain God Festival must not be held because the one thousand souls that will be devoured today are the thousandth soul. Rob's genealogy also describes the importance of the thousandth sacrifice.
Thirteen has reason to believe that when the old demon of Huaishan swallows Lin Xi, it will probably be purified into a spiritual creature that exists like a divine weapon. By then, the demon may really be unstoppable...