Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.
There are pairs of green flags, two pairs of stoves, two rows of feathers, and a strange fragrance.
The pillars of the palace are crystal clear, and the water inside them is flowing, soaking up several spiritual roots of heaven and earth that have grown from the beginning of the world to the present.
Envy flashed in Zhunti's eyes, he looked away reluctantly, and gave Yuanshi Tianzun a thumbs up.
"Senior brother."
Yuan Shi, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, gently opened his eyes and said:
"Junior brother is here."
They looked at each other speechlessly, and Yuanshi knew Zhunti's purpose.
One day ago, Taozu's decree was announced to the three realms, announcing that the Zixiao Palace would be closed to thank guests.
To the gods and goddesses all over the sky, this is an insignificant matter.
But to the saints, this means:
The founder of the Great Tribulation of the Gods has quit.
Yuan Shi shook his head and said softly:
"I can't guess the teacher's intention."
Zhunti tried:
"Is the Great Tribulation of the Gods...?"
Yuanshi Tianzun was silent.
After Guangchengzi came back, he could see at a glance that his disciple's memory had been modified, and the remaining Taiqing true meaning told him unabashedly that his brother was on the side of Yin Shang.
If Dao Zu withdraws, Nuwa, who already has a good impression of Humanity Da Zhu, will definitely end up directly.
Plus the third brother Tongtian...
Yuan Shi glanced at Zhunti, then thought of the Taoist Jieyin who was in charge of luck in the west, and suddenly felt a lot of pressure.
If a saint war breaks out, the balance of combat power will be too unbalanced.
"The great calamity continues, but before that, the great blessing of humanity must be resolved first."
Yuan Shi's voice echoed in all directions. He had been preparing for a long time and he would never give up.
Hearing this, Zhunti sighed softly:
"It's not that senior brother didn't know what happened in Beihai. I thought I could find someone to die with Zi Yao. Now it seems that humanity is so protective of his shortcomings that any killing move in the realm of heaven will be useless against him."
"It was in vain that my disciple sacrificed his life to concoct a killing curse and carved it on Ziyao's personal dagger. Even if he stabbed himself, he would probably only suffer some superficial injuries."
Yuanshi wanted to say that your dagger has lost its use long ago, but he was afraid that saying it would damage Zhunti's self-confidence, so he kept it in his heart.
After thinking for a long time, he suddenly looked at Zhunti and said with a smile:
"The two paths of heaven and earth cannot hurt him, so treat him in his own way."
Zhunti said doubtfully:
"Senior brother means..."
Yuanshi: "..."
After a while.
"Wonderful! This method is wonderful!"
Zhunti's eyes shone brightly and he said with a happy face:
"Senior brother is indeed the most intelligent in the three realms!"
"Leave this matter to me! I guarantee that Zi Yao will not interfere with the Great Tribulation of the Gods!"
Yuan Shi, who had come up with a solution, also laughed and said:
"Then, as a brother, I will go to the tunnel and pay my respects to fellow Taoist fellows from behind."
…
Nandu.
"Wonderful! What a brilliant plan!"
In the study room of Nanbohou Mansion, Di Xin, who had arrived with his army, couldn't help but clapped his hands in admiration.
The more he looked at Baiyao, the more he liked it, and he praised:
"I wish you the best in the world!"
"Using the instability in the north as an excuse, letting Dongxi Bohou pacify the barbarians will not only preserve the national power of Dashang, but also consume the national power of Xiqi and Donglu!"
"I wish you can rest assured and clear out the alien gods. I'll leave it to you to help the enemy!"
Baiyao smiled and said nothing.
After Di Xin's excitement subsided, he spoke:
"But I have to go to the barbarian leaders first. If they are unwilling..."
Baiyao paused, murderous intent flashed in his eyes:
"It just so happens that the National Memorial Day is only a few years away."
When Di Xin heard this, he nodded at first, then suddenly remembered something and frowned:
"Do we still need to sacrifice humans and animals for national sacrifices? Empress Nuwa said that the royal family has accumulated too much karma. When the time comes to counterattack the national destiny, Da Zhu will fall asleep again. The gains outweigh the losses..."
Baiyao then remembered that he had frightened Di Xin before, saying that the reason why he fell asleep was because the fate of the country was affected by karma.
But since the saints say that the accumulation of karma is irreversible, it means that there is no way to do it. Sooner or later, they will fight back, so they can only kill less. After all, their power comes from sacrifices.
Di Xin changed. At first, his idea was to reduce the number of human sacrifices and replace them with noble princes and nobles. This would not only eliminate dissidents, but also show his sincerity to his ancestors.
Now, he wants to completely abolish human sacrifice, because he believes that once Da Zhu falls asleep again, the royal family will inevitably be in chaos, which is a situation beyond his control.
The people to be killed in the national sacrifice are not just thousands of people.
But Di Xin's steps were too big. The 600-year-old ancestral system, coupled with the brainwashing management of Da Zhu in the past dynasties, could it be easily changed with just one sentence?
Moreover, Baiyao cannot give up human sacrifice now. He wants to use sacrifice to continue to strengthen his theocratic rule, frighten Xiaoxiao while maintaining a stable internal environment, and welcome the catastrophe of becoming a god.
It still means that it can be less, but it cannot be without it.
After pondering for a moment, Baiyao said softly:
"When I used Dachenxu to sacrifice in the snowy field, my soul ascended to the heaven and met the ancestors and gods."
Di Xin breathed heavily and said with envy in his eyes:
"It is indeed a great blessing to be able to enter the heaven alive!"
Baiyao's words were both true and false. He raised his left hand towards Di Xin, a green rune flashed across his palm, and said softly:
"I saw the wind god."
That's a pictogram, representing wind.
Di Xin widened his eyes and said in surprise:
"Wind God?!"
The sacrifices of the Shang Dynasty people reflected their understanding of the world-all things are animistic and they believed that nature itself has supernatural power.
The wind, which is invisible and colorless, is incomprehensible and indescribable, so it is worshiped even more. Since astronomical phenomena are closely related to agricultural production, by observing the cause and effect of weather changes, businessmen believe that rain is brought by wind, and clouds are secondary.
Wind, as a personified natural phenomenon, was very important to the people of the Shang Dynasty.
Seeing Di Xin's expression, Baiyao felt that the people of the Shang Dynasty had the potential to believe in Cthulhu. After all, they were all indescribable things.
He nodded and said with a very solemn expression:
"The God of Wind met me on behalf of the Emperor of Heaven."
Di Xin still looks like a Shang King now, and he said excitedly like a child listening to a story:
"What did Fengshen say?"
He seems to have forgotten that he is also an "emperor".
According to the teachings of Dashang State Religion, after his death, he will be promoted from "king" to "emperor", ranking with the Emperor of Heaven.
In an era of ignorance, binding ancestors and gods together can greatly strengthen the legitimacy of the regime.
The first Da Zhu did something for the royal family.
Baiyao continued:
"The God of Wind said that there is no need for lowly sacrifices in the divine world. The dirty blood of slaves will tarnish the majesty of the ancestors and gods."
This sentence supports Di Xin's human power theory.
Seeing Di Xin nodding excitedly, he said again:
"But the ancestors want to see our military exploits, just like I did in Chongcheng, sacrificing those who were enemies of the great merchants, noble or brave."
Baiyao took a deep breath, stared into Di Xin's eyes, and said:
"Your Majesty, don't worry, my soul has been baptized by the God of Wind and will not fall asleep again."
This sentence undoubtedly reassured Di Xin, and he breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"That's good, then..."
Baiyao smiled and said:
"I'll go to the barbarians first. If things go well, the king will wait for Donglu and Xiqi's armies to move south, then withdraw their troops back to Chaoge and arrange for people to send food, grass and weapons to the barbarians."
After saying that, he turned into a gust of wind and disappeared in Di Xin's eyes.
