The grand festival naturally attracted countless people to come to worship, so when Xiao Yu and others arrived, the place was already packed with people.
There were many bonfires piled at the foot of the mountain, and the people gathered around them, mostly watching the fun, because they knew that the corpses that woke up every time were some nobles and elders.
Even if the poor family members are placed here, they are just some foils.
"Only people from a radius of two hundred miles come to the Awakening of the Corpse Festival. In places far away, there is still no such traditional custom."
Mo Cheng explained to Xiao Yu and the others.
"With so many coffins, how many people are needed! This coffin cliff really deserves its reputation."
Qinglong wore a hat made of bamboo woven by local people to prevent others from knowing that he was bald.
But over the past half month, he has become accustomed to this identity.
The mantis has now shrunk to the length of a thumb and has been lying on Qinglong's shoulder. The black clothes add a black mantis. If you don't look carefully, it is really difficult to notice.
"Mo Cheng, how long is the corpse awakening day?
According to the flow of people here, I’m afraid I won’t be able to leave within three days, right?”
Xiao Yu found a deserted place to sit down, looked at the hanging coffins on the cliff and asked.
“I don’t know either, I’ve always heard about the Day of Awakening, but it’s never come.
I heard the master say that this is a twisted way of evil spirits, and the corpse-raising sect uses this to fool the people in order to make money.
But they also have some methods that can indeed resurrect corpses, and the Tiangang Corpse Pill you want is in these coffins."
Mo Xiang was afraid that people around him would hear him, so he acted very cautiously. He approached Xiao Yu and whispered.
Because they are dressed differently, they have now attracted other people's attention.
Many people pointed at them, as if they were very curious.
"Hey, aren't these the disciples of Wuyou Valley? Why are you interested in attending this grand gathering of mortals? It's really rare."
In the distance, several men and women wearing blue robes, each carrying a long sword, were walking towards this side.
Several of them had faint spiritual energy fluctuations on their bodies, and they looked like they were not ordinary people.
"It's from Biyou Lake!"
Seeing the other party approaching, Mo Chengcheng quickly told Xiao Yu the identity of the other party.
Each force wears different clothes, which seems to be a symbol!
Therefore, as a native Taoist disciple, Mo Cheng can see the other party's details at a glance.
"Wuyougu Mocheng, I have seen various Taoist friends."
Mo Cheng took a step forward and bowed his hands to several people on the opposite side.
Xiao Yu and the others did not step forward, because the other party looked arrogant, which made them feel unhappy!
"It's quite polite. You, Wuyougu, have never participated in any battles in Xuanmen. Are you here today just to snatch the Heavenly Corpse?"
The male disciples headed by Bi Youhu glanced at Mo Cheng and said with some disdain.
"No, we were just passing by and bumped into him. We had no intention of snatching the Heavenly Corpse."
Mo Cheng had never heard of the Heavenly Corpse at all. He came here just to lead Xiao Yu and the others to find the Heavenly Corpse Pill.
Xiao Yu listened from behind and couldn't help but look towards the cliff again. It was really unexpected to encounter the Heavenly Corpse Pill here.
Heavenly Corpse is a general term used by Taoist practitioners for more powerful zombies. To be precise, Heavenly Corpse is a zombie that has gained wisdom and has been recognized by God for its cultivation.
That kind of zombie can cultivate on its own by absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, and its whole body is as hard as a magic weapon. The five elements have no effect on them!
The Sky Corpse and the Blood Zombie are of the same level, but one is artificially raised, while the other has activated his spiritual intelligence on his own.
Blood Zombie is bloodthirsty. If it is not controlled well, it will become murderous, difficult to subdue, and will bring disaster to mankind.
However, the Heavenly Corpses already know some of the secrets of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, so they are more rational than the Blood Zombies.
Usually when the heavenly corpse appears, it will be taken away by the Shura world and will not be controlled by people in the Xuanmen. It is really hard to say whether it is a blessing or a curse when it appears this time!
Moreover, in the secret realm of the Ghost Tower, not only people from Xuanmen, but also ghosts, asuras, and demons appear. Judging from the time, now is the time.
"I hope you know the current situation and won't bring shame on yourself!"
The man in blue at the head looked at Xiao Yu and the others, and then walked in another direction.
"What are you talking about? If we didn't want to keep a low profile, we would have dealt with you long ago!"
Qinglong raised his middle finger disdainfully at a few people in the distance, which was extremely provocative.
"Hey, have you heard? A lot of people went to the Ghost Tower Festival a few days ago, but they all failed in the end!
I heard that the grand ceremony is still going on until someone seizes the fragments of the Secret Book of Chaos."
"Yes, a lot of people died in Yangshilai. They were too stupid to break into the ghost building directly. Isn't that looking for death?"
"Many ghosts from the Yin Division and Hell have also died. Next, it will be up to Shura and the Demon Tribe to come. If we continue to fail, the Secret Code of Chaos will still not be taken away."
Several Xuanmen members began to whisper in the distance, and Xiao Yu heard them clearly.
Along the way, they also heard a lot of rumors about the Ghost Tower Festival, but they were all passed down by people's mouths and were not so clear.
"Let me tell you, I heard that the Chaos Ceremony is fake. The Ghost Tower Secret Realm is mainly to balance the major forces, so everyone is allowed to kill each other. There is no Chaos Ceremony at all?"
A Taoist lowered his voice and whispered to his companions in words that he could hardly hear.
"Shh, do you want to die? How can you say such nonsense? I didn't hear anything."
The other party seemed to be afraid of violating some taboo. After hearing this, he shook his head hurriedly, then stood up and left, keeping a distance from the speaker.
"Tch, what are you afraid of? I originally made it up."
Xiao Yu listened to these words word for word and thought about them secretly in his heart.
Old Man Ye said back then, don't go to the ghost building easily, otherwise you will be in danger.
Now it seems that the other party’s words are not groundless!
As the night came, the coffin cliff gradually became quiet. At this time, as if without any warning, oil lamps lit up beside the coffins on the coffin cliff.
The densely packed oil lamps extend along the mountains and into the depths of the mountains, looking extremely spectacular in the dark night.
"Only on the Day of the Dead every year, lights are lit here. I heard it is to light the way back for the souls!
This is all the work of the corpse-raising sect, and they will appear soon."
Mo Cheng was standing by to explain to Xiao Yu and the others.
Sure enough, after those oil lamps were lit, a red light lit up deep in the coffin cliff.
It was as if the forest was burning, but only for a moment before returning to normal again.
Immediately afterwards, several large lanterns appeared in the dark night in the distance, like sky lanterns, and floated towards this side at extremely fast speeds.
When the red lanterns got closer and closer, Xiao Yu and the others discovered that there were actually many red threads tied under the lanterns.
All the red lines extend from the base of the lantern and finally converge at one point.
Where the red lines converged, there was a bronze oil lamp. The wick in the oil lamp was very long, and the flames shot out more than a foot high.
The oil lamp was suspended in mid-air, dragged by four lanterns.
Behind the oil lamp stood four expressionless men, carrying a coffin and walking step by step towards the coffin cliff.
