Around the Baidi statue, clouds and mist suddenly rolled.
Snap!
On the empty Baidi Mountain, the tranquility was suddenly broken.
Yuan Chen's right hand stopped five inches away from the stone statue, and a light curtain cut off Yuan Chen.
Yuan Chen smiled jokingly and put on a helpless expression.
"As you can see, I have no spiritual power. I can't break through the stone statue's shield alone, let alone anything else."
The statue of Baidi also seemed to be stunned, and there was no more sound coming out.
"Priest Xiaoyuan, are you talking to me?"
The attendant could not accept what Yuan Chen said.
"Ancestor Baidi, I admire you for fighting against evil spirits outside the territory in prehistoric times."
"Today, I, Yuanchen, are here to commemorate the heroes and pass on the spirit."
"Please, Emperor Bai, accept my obeisance."
Yuan Chen will never really worship, he is just showing off.
But in his heart, he really admired Bai Di.
Bai Di has always been what Yuan Chen wanted to be.
After bypassing the Baidi statue, the attendant led Yuan Chen deeper into the clouds and mist.
I don’t know where I am in the depths of the clouds, and there are no birds, beasts, or humans; looking back to find my way back, I only leave footprints in the snow.
Yuan Chen thought of a close friend. The place where he retreated was always shrouded in clouds and mist, hence the name Yun Shen Zhi No Place.
This poem was written affectionately on the day he and Yuan Chen parted ways.
After a while, Yuan Chen walked out of the clouds and mist, and his attendants retreated.
Yuan Chen saw an unforgettable scene.
In mid-air, three peerless beauties danced gracefully.
While the long skirt was dancing, a breeze suddenly began to blow.
The clouds and mist that have shrouded Baidi Mountain all year round were actually lifted up.
Bai Qingyu swayed her hair, and the clouds and mist were driven by her to soar higher.
"Among the white clouds, in Baidi Mountain, immortality is buried; in the snowy land, in the proud world, the battle breaks the world; we are willing to follow you and fight against enemies from all directions."
The sacrificial songs are lively, lively and full of life.
The priest's dance steps were wide open and closed, as if he was competing with the sky for his fate.
"Evil spirits from outside the world invade the world, and you are stained with blood to face the foreign enemies alone; flowers bloom and fall, whether you have merit or demerit, you and I will be remembered forever in the three lives."
The singing style suddenly changed, the dancing steps remained the same, and there was a touch of red between the sky and the earth.
"Blood cuts the sky, evil magic strikes from behind, and you bury yourself~"
A touch of blood spurted out from Bai Qingyu's mouth, dyeing the clouds and the Baidi Mountain red.
Shen Fang and Hua Qian stepped forward and supported Bai Qingyu.
The entire sacrificial ceremony was dominated by Bai Qingyu, and she was under too much pressure.
Yuan Chen ran forward, a little at a loss.
"Are you the high priest's grandma?" Yuan Chen rubbed his eyes, and when he saw Bai Qingyu's murderous eyes, he immediately changed his mind and said, "You are the high priest's sister."
Use yourself as an opportunity to interpret the old scenes, communicate with heaven and earth, and worship the White Emperor.
Yuan Chen has never seen such a crazy sacrifice, nor such an obsessed believer.
"Is it worth it?" Yuan Chen murmured, "No matter how great Lord Baidi is, he has passed away. Shouldn't those who survive be cherished more?"
"You're still young, so it's normal that you don't understand some things."
"But in the future, you will be my successor, and these things will be left to you."
Yuan Chenji Lingling shivered.
He is a seven-foot man, puts on a skirt, sings and dances, just for one man?
"You don't want to?"
Bai Qingyu saw Yuan Chen's pale face and couldn't help but look gloomy.
"I don't have much time left. Do you even want to refuse the request of a dying person?"
Yuan Chen stared at Bai Qingyu. On that face that made all men suffocate, there was loneliness and regret.
Yuan Chen remained silent.
"Originally, I planned to pass on the position of High Priest of Xuecun and the head priest of Baidi to you, and at the same time hand over to you the Beiling Order of Beiling Academy's admission quota."
After hearing this, Yuan Chen's eyes lit up.
"The head of the White Emperor's chief priests is responsible for keeping the White Emperor's order."
Bai Qingyu added another sentence, she seemed to see colorful lights bursting out of Yuan Chen's eyes.
"Okay, Sister High Priest, I agree."
Bai Qingyu directly gave the Baidi Order to Yuan Chen and also handed him the Beiling Order.
Even Bai Qingyu didn't know why she trusted the twelve-year-old boy in front of her so much.
At noon, you can have a panoramic view of the top ten feet below Baidi Mountain.
More than ten feet above, there is a sea of clouds billowing.
The face of the Baidi statue is hidden in the sea of clouds and cannot be seen by the people of Xuecun, Shencun and Huacun.
Yuan Chen had to sigh that even if hundreds of people gathered on Baidi Mountain, it would not be crowded.
Bai Qingyu returned to his old appearance and passed his position to Yuan Chen in public.
"Grandpa, brother Yuanchen is so awesome. He has become the high priest of our village and the head priest of Baidi."
Bai Duoduo jumped up and down excitedly, as if she was the one receiving the inheritance.
"This brat..."
Bai Yongyi smiled unconsciously, and a sense of pride arose spontaneously.
Bai Qingyu looked at everyone, her worries unabated.
"Are you hope, my hope, Xuecun's hope, or the hope of the entire Baidi Mountains?"
As the sun sets, all villages have already returned to their homes.
The formation of stone statues is opened to protect the snow village.
The cold wave is coming, more violently than last night.
Yuan Chen lay in the ruined temple in Xuecun, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
After dusk and before dawn, it is the quietest time in Snow Village.
But the snow village is particularly quiet tonight.
Yuan Chen sorted out his memories before his rebirth, and suddenly found that his memories before the age of seven were all blank.
Taking out the Beiling Token, Yuan Chen decided to go to Beiling Academy to practice first, where he knew many talented people who would be powerful in the future.
Yuan Chen was inexplicably heartbroken. According to Gu Zha's records, he made the Fairy Lock Rings separate and become larger. One hung above Yuan Chen's head and the other circled Yuan Chen's feet.
The golden ring locks the earth, the silver ring locks the sky.
The Immortal Lock Formation takes shape!
Suddenly, Yuan Chen felt a red light sweep across, and both the ground and the ruined temple were crushed to pieces.
Yuan Chen was horrified. If he hadn't sensed it in advance, he might have turned into blood under the red light just now.
"Ants are just ants after all, and Yulingjing is just a slightly bigger ant."
"You deserve to die. You killed my people in vain. I want you to pay with your life!"
"Hey, you have a bad temper? For such a charming beauty, living in such a small mountain village, wouldn't you be wasting the gift God gave you?"
A rustling sound could be heard in the distance, and Yuan Chen's heart tightened.
He wanted to rush out, but temporarily forgot how to open the Immortal Locking Formation.
Even if Yuan Chen and Suo Xianzi Huan are connected, they cannot break the Suo Xianzi formation.
"Even if I die, I will not give in!"
Boom!
There was an explosion, two lines of blood and tears, three points of instructions, and he died by his own body.
The cold wave has already rushed into the snow village, but it was suppressed by a force.
"It's really boring. I just want to have fun. Do you need to be so angry?"
"Forget it, it's more important to find the tomb of Baidi God."
The sound stopped suddenly, and the cold wave poured into the snow village, washing away the blood and bones.
Yuan Chen cried silently. He had seen many storms and waves, but he still couldn't let go.
After dawn, white fish belly appeared on the horizon, and the Immortal Locking Formation failed.
Yuan Chen had no time to pick up the double rings of locking immortals, and rushed out of the ruined temple like a trapped beast emerging from the gate.
"Xiao Duoduo, Village Chief Bai, Grandma High Priest..."
Among the broken walls, Yuan Chen shouted, roaring like a wounded beast.
"Obviously everyone was still here yesterday, obviously you promised to listen to me, and obviously I just became the high priest."
Yuan Chen was like a headless fly in the snow village, running back and forth.
"No matter who it is, whoever destroys my snow village will be killed no matter how far away!"
Yuan Chen looked up to the sky and screamed, tears fell down and wet his clothes.
A sudden sunny day was punctuated by thunder and lightning, and the pitter-patter raindrops wet the source dust.
Yuan Chen found the fairy lock ring after being soaked in the rain for a whole day.
Yuan Chen was buried in the snow village with a fairy lock ring, and then left resolutely.
The heavy rain poured down, and a blood-stained snow god flower bloomed on the Xuecun Tomb. (To be continued)