Blood Shura, the evil god believed by the Ananda tribe, sacrifices blood and flesh, which can also give the Ananda tribe the power of bloodthirsty violence during battles.
In a sense, the existence of Blood Shura allows the Ananda tribe to have a power similar to the fusion of the characteristics of the Central Plains military formation and monsters when fighting.
Although this power is only the fusion of some insignificant characteristics of military formations and monsters, it still possesses extremely powerful combat effectiveness.
According to records, this power is also not fixed, but changes according to the degree of the Ananda tribe's sacrifice to the Blood Shura. In other words, as long as the Ananda tribe worships the Blood Shura to a higher degree, the Blood Shura will show
The more so-called miracles there are, the stronger the blessings of Blood Shura that the Ananda tribe will receive when fighting.
Even, in a certain sense, Blood Shura can directly descend and be resurrected in the Ananda tribe's army through a special method along with the Ananda tribe's sacrifices.
During the war that took place when Si Jin founded the country, the Ananda tribe's army once descended on Blood Shura.
It was precisely because of the arrival of the Blood Shura that the Si Jin army suffered huge losses, and finally the Taoist masters from the Central Plains were forced to go outside the Great Wall.
However, starting from the turmoil in the late Han Dynasty, Taoism suffered great losses, and then to the civil strife in Jin Dynasty, Taoism also suffered great losses. Even though there was more than a hundred years of recuperation time in between, this trip
After the civil strife in Jin Dynasty, the Taoist power in the Central Plains had long been gone.
If this Blood Shura comes again, I'm afraid there won't be many people in the entire north, or even the entire Central Plains, who can easily surrender to it.
Ling Tian stood in the middle of the road, looking into the distance with a slightly absent-minded gaze.
He was by no means a hero. He was born into a noble family and was more focused on his family and himself. However, Ling Tian knew better that once the Blood Shura really came again, the eggs would never be finished when the nest was overthrown.
Just like Si Jin's defeat this time, his Ling family also suffered misfortune.
When Blood Shura comes, the people of the Central Plains will no longer have peace. How can Ling Tian be alone and carefree?
Even if more memories appear in his mind by then, and he even recovers the memory of a certain powerful person in his previous life, he will still have much fun in living since there is no one of his own race in the entire Central Plains.
However, it is not easy to destroy the Blood Shura. Even if the Blood Shura has not even been completely sacrificed, just a small drop of breath is enough to raise all the warriors of the Ananda tribe to a higher level.
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Unfortunately, Ling Tian's power at this time is still not enough for a huge army.
As for the area that Ling Tian looked at before, I dare not say too much. There are at least more than 100,000 households and a population of at least 500,000 to 600,000. According to the Ananda tribe, even the grasslands are full of fighting.
The characteristics of the tribe are that there are at least nearly 70,000 to 80,000 warriors who can fight, and the elite ones are at least 10,000 or 20,000.
With the number of soldiers at this level, Ling Tian had no confidence that he could win.
"Immortal, there is a demon over there. Please, please, save all sentient beings and subdue the demon. Otherwise, if the demon wakes up, I am afraid that the souls of our ancestors will be swallowed up..."
At this moment, the few people who were running for their lives suddenly ran to Ling Tian's feet and knelt down.
A pleading voice sounded, and Ling Tian was slightly startled, and then a strange look appeared on his face.
If before he only wanted to destroy Blood Shura out of anger and fear that he would be unlucky in the end, then at this time there was another, more pure emotion in his heart.
This is a kind of feeling between similar people who share the same hatred and hatred.
These servants endured even being turned into the most humble servants by nobles. No matter how humiliating and torture they suffered, they still accepted it.
However, when someone touches their taboos, and someone wants to destroy their ancestral souls, these most humble existences also start the purest resistance. They flee, fearing that they can also spread the news about Blood Shura.
Bring it out.
In their pitiful thoughts, they couldn't deal with the Blood Shura, and they couldn't even stop the Blood Shura from devouring the souls of their ancestors. However, they could bring out the news about the Blood Shura, and then naturally there would be strong people to clean up the Blood Shura.
Shura.
Ancestor worship has always been the purest emotion of the Central Plains people and the ultimate embodiment of filial piety.
Even among aristocratic families, even those super old foxes can talk about anything, for the sake of their own interests, they can endure even the hatred of taking away their wives, but if they have the hatred of killing their father and mother, if they are pulled over by the other party.
If you have reached the ancestral grave, then don't say anything and just fight to the death.
Unless he is a scum to the level of that man on earth, any Central Plains person with a shred of conscience will never care less about filial piety.
Following the words of these escaped servants, those servants who had answered Ling Tian's order and were anxiously waiting for Ling Tian to abide by his promise to let them go opened their eyes wide at the same time.
"It will swallow the souls of ancestors..."
"No, it's impossible..."
Sounds of horror and disbelief rang out, and the servants who were waiting in fear for Ling Tian's resignation blurted out almost subconsciously.
After one sentence, these people seemed to be afraid again, but their eyes were staring blankly at the servant who told the news about Blood Shura.
"Yes, yes, I heard the master mention devouring souls when talking to those barbarians, even the souls in old graves that have died for a long time... and the older the soul, the more able it is to strengthen the evil god and the
The connection of this world..."
Several servants kneeling there spoke.
"Devouring souls is indeed one of the ways for Blood Shura to increase his strength. Don't worry, it will take time for Blood Shura to wake up. I will definitely not let this kind of monster wake up..."
Ling Tian glanced lightly at the group of servants kneeling there.
Ling Tian thought he didn't have the ability to fight against the Ananda tribe. However, Ling Tian was still somewhat confident in destroying just one altar of Blood Shura.
At this time, Blood Shura's sacrifice has begun. This is a crisis, but it is also an opportunity.
Blood Shura had already sent down a breath at this time, and this breath made Blood Shura have a connection with the altar, and could enhance the strength of the Ananda tribe warriors, but, again, because of a breath.
Blood Shura will be sensitive to this altar. If this altar is completely destroyed, then Blood Shura will no longer be able to sense this world for a long time.
According to records, the Taoist priests in the Central Plains once thought of sealing the Blood Shura, but in the end, those Taoist priests discovered that as long as the Blood Shura was expelled from this world, it would be extremely difficult to sense the world again within a few years.
At the same time, without the special methods of the Ananda tribe, this Blood Shura sacrifice would be extremely difficult to perform.
Of course, a large number of Ananda tribe priests who mastered the Blood Shura sacrifice were brutally killed by Taoist priests, and most of the remaining Ananda men were directly turned into slaves, while the women were divided among other tribes on the grassland.
In theory, after the Ananda tribe should have been extinct long ago, the Taoists in the Central Plains gave up the pursuit of those who controlled the Blood Shura sacrifice of the Ananda tribe because of the mass killing of Yougan Tianhe.
Unexpectedly, this would leave sequelae.
Now, although Ling Tian has to leave behind sequelae, the records about Blood Shura left by those Taoist masters back then gave Ling Tian more ways to deal with Blood Shura.
Just destroy the altar.
In a few years, without the blessing of the power of Blood Shura, the Ananda tribe may not be able to survive in the troubled times in the north. And after a few years, even if the Ananda tribe still exists, Ling Tian believes that he will definitely survive at that time.
Already have the power to directly attack the Ananda tribe and destroy the altar.
"I need all the information about that area. Remember, it's all of it. If you don't want the evil god to wake up and swallow the souls of all your ancestors, so that you never have the chance to be reincarnated, then you
Be sure to tell me everything you know about that area..."
Ling Tian looked at the group of servants kneeling in front of him and said.
"We need to find a place to hide first. You killed the master. Now no one goes back to report. Someone will soon find out that we are missing. Then, large numbers of people will search everywhere, and even those barbarian warriors will appear.
of……"
Kneeling there, a servant spoke carefully.
"Let's go over there..."
Ling Tian turned his head and looked around, then pointed in the direction of the dense forest and said.
There is also a struggle between monsters and evil gods. In the mountains where he came out, there was a monster who stole the power of the mountain god. Obviously, the monster wanted to become a mountain god. So, in the sky, the monster and the Blood Shura were enemies.
They only need to go that way, and the Blood Shura will not dare to randomly surge his aura there.
In this way, although there is still the risk of being chased by the guards of the family named Lu and the cavalry of the Ananda tribe, at least it is better than being chased by an evil god.
It's much safer.
Naturally, the few servants on the ground had no problem with Ling Tian's decision.
Several people quickly turned around and headed towards the direction of the dense forest.
Of course, before leaving, Ling Tian used some means to bury the bodies of the old man named Lu and several guards deep underground without leaving any trace. Then, Ling Tian ordered several servants to allocate a few horses to share.
He led the way quickly toward the dense forest.
Weird, evil god...
In fact, Ling Tian didn't know how to arrange these servants. Not to be hypocritical, Ling Tian wanted to save these people, but in the current north, Ling Tian could definitely say that the possibility of these people surviving was extremely slim.
And no matter how much he wants to save these people, he has no intention of being a nanny for these people. What's more, even he himself can't save himself now.
Therefore, after thinking about it, the only thing Ling Tian could think of was to let these people live in the middle ground between the monsters who stole the power of the mountain god and the blood Shura. The two evil beings might stay together because of mutual concerns.
Create a blank area to give these people a chance to survive.
Of course, it is also possible that two dangerous beings will fight each other in the next second, and then these people will die immediately.
It is more likely that before the Blood Shura was completely defeated, the monster that stole the power of the Mountain God sensed the danger and came to deal with the Blood Shura first, killing a few people along the way.
Everything is possible, but Ling Tian can only give one hope.
The horse speed was very fast, and Ling Tian led several servants to a dense forest after a long time. This was naturally not the dense forest in the mountains, but a dense forest located in the middle of the mountains and the Ananda tribe gathering area where the Blood Shura sacrifice was.
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There is nothing weird in this dense forest.
When he arrived here, Ling Tian let out a breath and asked a few servants to get off their horses. He wanted to ask these servants about the gathering place of the Ananda tribe, and then settled down with these people before going to deal with the blood Shura.
However, at this moment, Ling Tian's eyes suddenly flashed, and then his hand quickly grabbed the bushes beside him, and he grabbed a branch of the bush. Then, his arm shook, and the finger was long and short.
, the branch as thick as the pen barrel was suddenly thrown out by him like a flying knife.
"Lord Sword Immortal, please calm down..."
As soon as the branches came out, in the distance, a frightened voice sounded in the dense forest. Immediately, the grass shook, and a figure almost rolled out of the grass.
"You are a miner..."
Ling Tian frowned and looked at the man rolling out of the grass and said in a deep voice.
Naturally, it is impossible for Ling Tian to recognize all the hundreds of miners, but although the figure in front of him is also wearing armor and carrying a weapon, a strip of cloth that is almost completely weathered can be vaguely seen in the gap in the armor. Ling Tian vaguely remembers those
Most miners have such a piece of cloth.
It is their clothes and trouser pockets, and it is also the tool they use to pull the basket in the mine. It is also the rope they sometimes rely on to save their lives when being pulled out by people outside.
"The villain used to be a miner, but now he is a rebel. The villain was ordered to wait in this jungle for the arrival of Master Sword Immortal. The military advisor said that if Master Sword Immortal arrives, let the villain tell Master Sword Immortal that some things will eventually happen to Master Sword Immortal.
We can do many things with Master Sword Immortal. If we succeed, it will be a blessing to all the Central Plains people in the north. If we fail, it will be the fate of all of us..."
The man was extremely frightened when he appeared on the stage, but as he continued to speak, his tone became calmer. He knelt down on one knee and seemed to have the aura of an elite in the army.
Ling Tian's eyes kept changing as he looked at the man kneeling in front of him.
Some things cannot be avoided.
He knew that this was what the old military advisor wanted to tell him through this man.
