This was a salute in front of a large audience, just like Zhao Changhe had saluted Master Sun before. He had never considered the matter of losing face, it was just what he should do.
Zhao Changhe was still in a daze, but the believers reacted first, falling to their knees and shouting in unison: "See the Holy Son!"
You can see people's ecstatic emotions at this moment. They originally regarded this guy as their idol, but that was wishful thinking. Others might think you are idiots, but now the leader takes the lead to certify that the idol has truly become "one of their own"... It feels like this.
It's like when a groupie goes home during the New Year and his family points to that idol and says this is your cousin.
Zhao Changhe stood numbly in the field and looked around at the crowd of people bowing their heads. He wanted to scratch his head, but he resisted and took his hand back. He had the burden of being an idol, so it was not very elegant to scratch his head.
I have to admit, this feeling is very...inflated?
No wonder everyone wants to be a master. This feeling of being bowed down by everyone... some people will especially enjoy it.
Xue Canghai: "..."
Why are you in a daze? I have been kneeling for a long time.
Zhao Changhe finally came to his senses, stepped forward to help Xue Canghai up, and sighed: "What if I say that I am not worthy of this Holy Son?"
Xue Canghai stood up and pointed at Sun Jiaoxi again with a smile: "Since you still recognize our incense love... In fact, it doesn't matter whether you regard yourself as the Holy Son or not. We regard you as such, and you don't."
Just deny it, just like you didn’t deny it before when they regarded you as one of their own.”
Zhao Changhe couldn't help but ask: "Why is the leader doing this? Are you looking for a father in your head?"
Xue Canghai said calmly: "I already have a mother, so what if I have multiple fathers?"
Zhao Changhe: "?"
Xue Canghai whispered: "The reason why we believe is because we feel that the way of the Blood God is really powerful and we firmly believe it. But over the years, the Blood God Religion has declined to this point. I, Xue Canghai, can only bear the blame. Our
The lack of inheritance is also one of the main reasons. As a result, no one can understand the meaning of the Blood God, so how can we pursue that kind of powerful power?"
Zhao Changhe nodded. Many knowledgeable people had long told him that the inheritance of the Blood God Sect was missing, and it was not entirely the fault of Leader Xue. I saw in person today that Leader Xue was actually very good...
It’s no wonder that he felt like a man who could understand the meaning of the Blood God was like a sudden burst of rain after a long drought.
"The integrity of the Blood God's will is better than anything else. If you can really do it, then you are the Holy Son. So why can't you find your father?" Xue Canghai sighed: "Besides, the Holy Son is not the father. You and I are responsible.
The direction is different."
Zhao Changhe said: "I don't know if I can do it. I have never seen your sacred objects, so what responsibility do I have?"
Xue Canghai said: "Would you like to give it a try? You don't have to do it, Holy Son, but I believe you really need our secret book of exercises and enlightenment on the holy objects. After enlightenment, we will discuss your thoughts later."
"Why is it needed?"
"Because your Blood Evil Kung Fu is really not good... If it weren't for your mastery of other martial arts, you wouldn't be qualified to get to where you are today just by relying on your half-hearted Blood Evil Kung Fu... No matter how many times you fight with me, you can only
Get the missing training." Xue Canghai said: "In the battle at Shicai, do you feel that you are still a lot worse than you originally thought?"
"Well..." Zhao Changhe finally didn't object and sighed in his heart again.
As a sect, the logic is different from that of general forces. For example, sacred objects must not be desecrated by outsiders. Even Suzaku did not touch this taboo at the beginning, otherwise it would not be conquering the Blood God Sect, but becoming a complete enemy.
, until death.
The blood god cultists succumb to your power and become vassal, but there will be countless troubles waiting for you to rebel in the future. They will not be as obedient as they are now.
If you want to touch the so-called "holy objects", it is impossible to rely on conventional methods. Then you have to join the religion and become a disciple under Master Xue before you are allowed to observe and appreciate it. There is no need for it now, you are the Holy Son.
, is the spokesperson of the Blood God, so it is you who has the final say who can touch the sacred objects. The leader only exercises the power of teaching and has no say in the disposal of the sacred objects.
Zhao Changhe, with complicated emotions, whispered: "Let everyone go back to their respective places. What does this mean?"
Xue Canghai waved his hand domineeringly: "You have nothing to do? How much have you learned from this battle just now? Go back and study for me. I will assess your achievements tomorrow!"
The congregation kowtowed and left: "Yes. May peace be with you, Holy Son."
Zhao Changhe: "..."
The sect's belief is really awesome, and I can finally understand some of Suzaku's inexplicable thoughts sometimes. For example, when Suzaku suspected that his star dharma was related to the Night Emperor, his attitude changed, and he turned around and sent the Winged Fire Snake to test his approach.
I wanted to find out if it was true, but later I found out that it was not the case. Miss Ke Yi Fire Snake fell in love...
In fact, they are all a bit... They may think that the Four Symbols are replaceable, but their respect for the Night Emperor is really like a god.
"Holy Son, follow me." Xue Canghai retreated from the onlookers, personally led Zhao Changhe to the sect's secret cave, and asked in a low voice: "There is also a Maitreya messenger in the secret cave... What does the Holy Son mean?"
As he spoke, a look of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and he made a hand knife gesture: "How about killing it as a sacrifice to the gods?"
Zhao Changhe was startled: "Messenger Maitreya? What are you here for?"
"I want us to march eastward to Xiangfan."
Zhao Changhe suddenly realized that this place was actually a strategic location for military strategists, and its geographical location was very important.
Xue Canghai has tens of thousands of soldiers at his disposal. Although they are all horseless infantry, they are all true warriors. They are much more elite than the Maitreya Cult that deceives believers at all levels. This force suddenly cuts into the southern war situation, and its impact is immeasurable.
.
The problem is Suzaku's strategic plan and her sharp vision.
Do you, the Maitreya sect, want to cut off the Hu?
Zhao Changhe remained calm and asked in a low voice: "What does the leader think?"
Xue Canghai said: "I don't want to be pressured by the Four Symbols Sect all the time. I really want to find some way... But the Maitreya Sect is not a good partner to cooperate with. I don't see the chance of their success, so I hesitate. But since the Holy Son is here,
, then there is no need to hesitate, you and the Maitreya Cult have a great hatred, just cut them off."
Zhao Changhe thought for a while and said with a smile: "Is Master Xue willing to be an unbeliever?"
Xue Canghai said calmly: "We are a demon sect. Whether you have faith or not depends only on the reality."
Zhao Changhe said: "Then agree to them and agree on how to cooperate and when to send troops. The more detailed the agreement, the better."
Xue Canghai showed a smile: "I know."
Tacitly.
Xue Canghai was thinking at this moment, who the hell said this guy is a knight? His heart is so black that it is bleeding.
It is worthy of our Blood God Sect to step out.
Zhao Changhe was also thinking at this moment that although the Blood God Sect had an incestuous relationship with him, and it seemed to be even deeper now, the Blood God Sect was not a good match either. This evil intention of being bloodthirsty and murderous... Eh... Holy
Isn’t that what Zi does?
While each was thinking, the two stepped into the underground cave, and Zhao Changhe clearly felt the familiar touch of passing through the space barrier.
"This used to be a secret realm, and the holy objects were found here." Xue Canghai explained: "It's not that we occupied Wushan, it was originally here."
Zhao Changhe nodded: "When the era collapsed, the formation disk protected the space, but the formation disk itself was not one body. It was made up of multiple objects. As a result, many of its parts fell apart. This is also the reason why your inheritance is missing.
.”
Xue Canghai: "?"
You also said that you are not the Holy Son, how do you know that the holy object is a formation disk?
I also know that there have been many collapses!
His expression once again became a little awed, and he led Zhao Changhe straight to the end of the passage.
Several senior guardians from the sixth and seventh levels of the entrance guarded the door in front. When they saw Xue Canghai approaching, they all bowed and saluted: "Master."
Xue Canghai nodded at them: "Open the door."
Someone pressed the button, and the thick stone door slowly opened.
Zhao Changhe held his breath as the bloody evil energy rushed towards him. Amidst the dark red blood light that filled the room, a huge formation disk with a radius of about ten feet was quietly leaning against the center of the altar, facing the direction of the door.
At first glance, it looks like the eye of a god or Buddha, staring indifferently at the mortals who come to worship.
Two things in Zhao Changhe's ring started beating at the same time.
One was a blood bead obtained from Maitreya a long time ago, which was identified by the blind man as an inlay on the edge of the formation plate. He once extracted evil energy from it to break through.
The other one was the blood card that Ying Wuyi sold for a penny, but he had never studied it. At this time, it was in frantic harmony with the array, and it was moving endlessly.
At the same time, the formation plate also flashed with blood-colored light, as if the indifferent eyes were moving, like an old man who had been left behind after many vicissitudes of life, seeing a wanderer who had been away for a long time returning home.