Yu Xian told Guan Hai, "Senior brother, protect the law for me."
Then he didn't care about the crowd and threw himself directly into the gourd.
After Yu Xian landed, he saw Banlan staring at the many blood drops in the sky with a strange look on his face.
Yu Xian glanced at Banlan, and then his eyes were attracted by the blood droplets in the air.
These things in the illusion can indeed be sucked away by the gourd of fame!
Yu Xian was about to ask Banlan, but unexpectedly, Banlan waved his hand, and Yu Xian was unreasonably driven out again.
When Yu Xian entered the heavy rain again, he remembered what he had to do before.
He looked at everyone's expectant eyes and said with a wry smile, "The plan is half successful." Then he explained, "Although they didn't take it away, they took some blood. I don't know if it will be useful."
Everyone was a little dumbfounded when they heard this.
That silver gourd actually has the mysterious power to take away things from the past.
In this way, wouldn’t the Luoyi matter find the key to solving it?
Wang Li excitedly said to Yu Xian, "It doesn't matter, blood is also a good sacrifice! We can try it!"
Yu Xian had no other choice but to take a desperate risk.
Everyone waited for a while.
Sure enough, following the abnormal behavior of the five-color sacred cow, many people found themselves near the royal city.
Yu Xian made a rough estimate that the forces he had seen before were almost there.
Then he continued to use the method of making noises in the east and attacking in the west to lure the five-color sacred cow away.
Taking advantage of this time difference, Yu Xian quickly led everyone back to the altar.
There are about a dozen open and secret sentries here. It is obvious that although those forces have discovered the royal city, they have not relaxed here in Luoyi.
Yu Xian asked Guan Hai, "Is it a big trouble to deal with these people?"
Guan Hai laughed and weighed the cooked copper stick in his hand confidently, "Don't worry. If I can't even deal with these few people, how can I have the dignity to be the official pioneer of the Yellow Turban Army!"
Yu Xian immediately signaled to him, "You go around from the north, and I'll go around from the south. Don't miss anything."
Guan Hai naturally agreed wholeheartedly.
The rain was falling very hard at this moment, and the sky and the earth were covered in torrents.
With such natural interference, Yu Xian and the others did not need to restrain themselves.
Guan Hai was originally a warrior who roamed the battlefield.
Yu Xian is not a weak player after activating the power of a man, a horse like a dragon, and a mother.
Except for Yu Xian who encountered a small obstacle, everyone else died quickly.
Everyone urged together, "Time is running out, hurry up and give it a try."
Yu Xian looked at some of the ready-made sacrifices placed on the altar, and then kicked them away.
He picked up a copper plate from the ground.
Then he began to pour out the blood of the nobles from that state from the silver gourd.
The blood fell into the copper plate. It was originally as red as pearls, but soon became golden. Even the pouring rain did not soak them at all.
"Huh?"
Yu Xian couldn't help but wonder about the old man's identity.
He turned back to everyone and said, "Maybe he is still a big shot."
No one is interested in this.
He just kept urging Yu Xian to take action quickly.
Yu Xian presented the copper plate.
Then the sacrificial ceremony began according to the instructions of Wang Zhaojun and Zuoqiu Junyi.
A set of rituals was completed, but those sluggish figures showed no reaction at all.
Wang Li frowned at the side, "Isn't this thing useless?"
Yu Xian thought for a moment and picked up the copper plate.
Then he wiped the blood all over his body bit by bit with his hands.
Everyone made some guesses when they saw Yu Xian's behavior. When Yu Xian actually walked towards the altar step by step, they were all stunned.
Even though they had been teasing Yu Xian to make the sacrifice before, when Yu Xian actually did it, they all felt that this behavior was too crazy.
As Yu Xian stood on the altar, the leaders, who had dull eyes, all seemed to be awakened, showing expressions of satisfaction.
They all looked at Yu Xian, as if they were looking at a cow or a horse.
Yu Xian endured the awkwardness in his heart and waited patiently for what would happen next.
As Yu Xian was offered as a sacrifice, a part of the city suddenly fell.
Everyone was refreshed and looked over there.
The leader prayed to heaven excitedly, and all the dancing and music below responded.
Then, the old leader led everyone in the ghost town to that place.
When they arrived at the place, the strong young man jumped down from a pit and then picked up a big drum.
I don’t know what kind of skin the drum is made of. It is dark in color and has a faint mysterious luster.
Cai Wenji whispered from the side, "There are Kui Niu patterns on the drum."
For some reason, Yu Xian suddenly thought of the Dongyi war drum that Tian He controlled.
The Dongyi war drum was made by Jiang Ziya using the skins of the Dongyi royal family. Every time it is sounded, the power is terrifying and astonishing.
Although the Kui Niu war drum in front of me is not as resentful and fierce as the Dongyi war drum, it is more simple and profound.
The terrifying power is restrained, making people wonder what kind of sound it will make when it is struck with a hammer.
Yu Xian finally understood why this sacrifice was so important after gathering in secret.
There is a saying in "Spring and Autumn", "Every teacher, if there are bells and drums, it is said to attack; if there are no bells and drums, it is said to invade; if there is light, it is said to attack."
Bells and drums are definitely important instruments with a decisive position on the battlefield!
Without a powerful battlefield weapon, there is almost no possibility of victory when facing a powerful enemy wizard.
And the actions of the Yin Shang survivors made Yu Xian more and more sure that his guess was correct!
This is a revenge rebellion!
After the ceremony was completed, the Yin survivors in Luoyi took out the Kui Niu war drum from the ground and headed to the royal city armed with murderous intent.
Yu Xian and everyone looked at each other.
Guan Hai asked blankly, "What should we do now?"
Zuoqiu Junyi said with an encouraging look on his face, "Should we go to the Royal City and have a look? What do you think it will be like there now?"
But Yu Xian shook his head and refused, "Don't rush there yet. We haven't figured out the things here yet."
When Yu Xian saw the Kui Niu war drum, he understood in his heart that it was this treasure that made the five-color sacred cow fearful.
A trace of regret flashed across Zuoqiu Junyi's face.
He asked in surprise, "Those guys have gone far away. If we don't go, we're afraid others will take the lead."
Guan Hai became a little anxious when Zuoqiu Junyi said this.
"Junior brother, how about we split up and I'll go over there and keep an eye on you."
Yu Xian shook his head, and then put the wind and rain to the test.
As the clouds receded and the mist dispersed, the sky and the earth became clear, revealing the five-colored sacred cows staring eagerly in the distance.
Yu Xian became more and more determined. He took a calm look at the five-color sacred cow, and then looked at the ordinary mound in front of him.
Yu Xian chuckled.
"The story is over, it's time for us to face reality."