"The destiny is broken, the blood surges, the prophecy of the ancestor emperor has come true..." The high priest looked excited, let the blood rain on his body, knelt down to Emperor Jingzhen and said: "Your Majesty, the prophecy of the ancestor emperor has appeared
, this is a sign of the great prosperity of our great Qin State, and please Your Majesty, please carry out the blood sacrifice ceremony in accordance with the instructions."
Emperor Jingzhen's expression was complicated, and he stared silently at the Destiny Well, which was spewing blood.
The emperor thought about far more things than the average person. Although this was a predicted scene in the emperor's will, Emperor Jingzhen was not sure whether the prediction would be true as the records said, or whether it had been set up long ago.
A good game.
As an emperor, he has to guard against even the closest relatives of father and son, let alone an ancestor whom he has never met before.
But if everything in the prophecy really comes true, it will be extremely attractive to Emperor Jingzhen.
Thinking about the prophesied scene of one emperor through the ages, Emperor Jing Zhen couldn't help but feel his blood boiling.
"Unify the universe and become an emperor for eternity, can I, Jing Zhen, really do it?" Emperor Jing Zhen clenched his fists and stared at the destiny well that was still gushing blood, with a strange flush on his cheeks.
Jing Zhen has always regarded himself as a wise king and has great ambitions. If he can really unify the universe as predicted in the prophecy, for him, that will be the greatest pursuit in his life.
But as an emperor, Emperor Jingzhen knew very well that he should not do anything that he was not sure of.
While he was hesitating, he suddenly heard the high priest and others who had been showered by the blood spring cry out in surprise. They saw the divine light blooming on their bodies and their bodies glowing, as if they had gained extremely powerful power.
"Your Majesty... the destiny spring water is strengthening my body... I feel that even without using the power of genetic species and divine blood... I can defeat many supreme powerhouses..." the high priest exclaimed in surprise.
Emperor Jingzhen and Qin Bai had already retreated to the back, and the waiters' cohesion turned into a light curtain, blocking the blood for them.
Hearing what the high priest said, Emperor Jingzhen was a little shaken. He stared at the high priest and the priests becoming more and more powerful, and couldn't help but murmur to himself: "Could it be that everything in the prophecy is true?
Yes, the things in the Well of Destiny can really make people’s bodies become saints?”
"Your Majesty, please start the blood sacrifice ceremony. This is a rare opportunity in millions of years." The high priest asked again.
If the prophecy says that the gushing blood is just a precursor, the real treasure in the Well of Destiny will require a blood sacrifice to appear.
The expression on Emperor Jingzhen's face was ever-changing. Even as an emperor, there were times when it was difficult to make a decision.
If he believed in the way of the king, he should not take such a risk, but if he missed this opportunity, he would probably miss the imperial hegemony that unified the universe. Emperor Jingzhen did not want to miss such an opportunity.
There are also some dilemmas.
Seeing that the blood fountain gushing out of the Well of Destiny was getting less and less, and seemed to be completely restrained, the high priest asked again: "Your Majesty... this opportunity cannot be missed..."
Emperor Jingzhen still had no choice. He gritted his teeth slightly, saluted to the wall behind the Tianming Well and said, "How should Jingzhen do it? Please teach me, sir."
Han Sen was slightly startled. He didn't see anyone over there.
Looking towards the wall, Han Sen's attention was on the Well of Destiny before, and he didn't pay attention to the walls of the palace. Now he looked over and immediately discovered that there was a huge mural on the back wall.
There is a plum blossom in the painting. The plum blossom is in full bloom, and petals are falling. Under the plum blossom tree, there are several white deer eating the petals.
On the root of the plum blossom tree protruding from the ground, there sat an old man in a white robe. The old man had a white beard and white hair. He was dressed in a white robe. He was holding a black root crutch with a wine bottle tied to the head of the stick.
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The person Emperor Jingzhen worshiped was actually the old man in the painting.
"The old man is only responsible for guarding this place. He doesn't care about anything else. It's up to you to decide whether to sacrifice or not." The old man in the painting actually spoke, as if he were a living person.
"If we encounter danger, sir, can you protect Bai'er and me?" Emperor Jingzhen asked again.
"The old man has been painting here for hundreds of millions of years, and has stayed here for hundreds of millions of years. He has witnessed the rise and fall of the Qin State. There have been many foreign attacks here, and there have been supreme powerhouses here, but the temple has never
Damaged." The old man in the painting is sitting cross-legged under the plum blossom tree, his voice is indifferent, but he has an indescribable domineering air.
"Mr. You said this, Jing Zhen has nothing to fear." Emperor Jing Zhen's eyes flashed, and his face flushed with excitement.
It was Emperor Jingzhen's lifelong wish to unify the universe and become the emperor throughout the ages.
However, if the status quo is maintained, there will be no hope of unifying the universe in his lifetime. Only by giving it a try can there be a glimmer of hope.
Of course, the most important thing is that Emperor Jingzhen had the confidence to try it with the protection of the old man in the painting.
The old man in the painting has protected the Qin State for countless generations and saved the Qin State from dangers of destruction many times. It can be said that he is the greatest support of the Qin Empire.
If the old man in the painting had the intention to destroy the Qin Dynasty, the Qin Empire would have been destroyed countless times. Emperors of all dynasties worshiped him as a god, even more than the blood gods inherited by the Qin family. Such a person since
I said I could protect him, and even if it was a bit dangerous, there shouldn't be any catastrophe.
"High Priest, prepare for the blood sacrifice." Emperor Jingzhen gave the order with burning eyes.
The high priest was overjoyed and knelt in the blood and said: "I... obey the decree..."
The priests were all preparing for the blood sacrifice. Han Sen stood beside Qin Bai and kept looking at the Destiny Well and the blood spring on the ground.
Although he couldn't see why the blood spring water could change the physiques of the high priests, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.
"Qin Xiu is a man who will do anything to achieve his goals. If Qin Xiu plots against his descendants, I wouldn't be surprised at all." Han Sen thought to himself.
It's a pity that his current identity is just Qin Bai's waiter and he has no say at all. Even if he used his identity as Han Sen to persuade Emperor Jingzhen not to sacrifice blood, Emperor Jingzhen probably would not pay attention to him and might even drive him out.
Firstly, this is a family matter of the Qin family, and secondly, Han Sen really can't tell what's the problem here. What if he says that the ancestor of the Qin family is not a good person and may harm them and asks Emperor Jingzhen not to want blood sacrifice?
Emperor Jingzhen would always order people to kill him first.
The strength of the old man in the painting is unfathomable. Even Han Sen can't see clearly what his true strength is, and he doesn't know who he is. With just one person, Han Sen has no confidence that he can defeat him when his body is suppressed by the rules of the universe.
Not to mention him, there are so many masters in the Qin State, and there are many terrifying beings who possess the gene species of gods.
The high priest present is not an ordinary person, he should also be a inheritor of the divine bloodline.
Han Sen originally thought that the blood sacrifice was to use the blood of the Qin family, but soon Han Sen discovered that this was not the case. The high priest ordered someone to bring a girl. The girl only looked thirteen or fourteen years old. Look at her fear.
From his appearance, you knew he was not from the Qin family.